For a Monday night, the Bronze was packed and booming with activity. Oz and "the Dingo's" were on stage, Xander, as ususal, was on the dance floor flinging around, hitting the occasional person in the face, Cordy was in the corner gossiping with her flock of sheep, and Willow and Buffy were at the table studying and talking.
"So Buffy. . . how's Angel doing?" the hacker asked, setting down her Advanced Algebra book.
"He's okay. He's usually asleep, or really weak from hunger, but otherwise, he's healing. "
"Oh. Have you two. . . "
"Kissed? No, after I feed him the blood packs, he usually clonks out cold. "
"Oh. Hey, there's Sabrina!" Willow said, waving to girl who'd just walked in. She was wearing a violet velvet crew-necked tank-top and crushed velvet black pants, and was looking around for them, then waved and sprinted over, just as Xander came after the song had ended.
"Hello, my favorite little cramers. Hell-o Sabrina. "
"Hi! I'm gonna go get something to drink. You guys want anything?"
"No thanks. "
"Can I get a refill?" Willow asked, holding her three-quarter empty glass of soda.
"Sure. Anything for you, Xander?"
"Water, please. "
"Kay. Be right back. " Sabrina said, taking Will's glass and walking to the small bar at the back.
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Sabrina reached the bar as a boy vacated a spot beside someone else leaning on the shiney marble counter. Seeing noone, she quickly took the spot and placed the orders. Then she turned to see a handsome face staring at her in curiousity. "You're new here, arn't you?" he asked.
"Uh. . . yeah. I'm Sabrina, the new girl in town. You are?. . . "
The boy smirked thoughtfully before he replied. "Angel". Then he turned back as the barkeep handed him a cup. His name was right, he was an angel. He had dark brown, almost black, hair that puffed up a bit at the front and deep, swirling chocolate eyes filled with curiousity. And a deep pain Sabrina couldn't figure out.
"Nice name. " she smiled at him, then turned to grab her tray of drinks.
"Here, let me get that for you. " Angel said, taking the tray from her unsteady grasp. "Where you sitting?"
"Um. . . over there with the red-head, the blonde and the brunette boy. " Sabrina said, pointing to the table where her friends all sat with their backs to her. She could have sworn she heard Angel mummble, "Uh-oh" softly, but dismissed it and led the way through the thickening crowd to the little table.
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"I'm back. " the witch called as she walked to the table where the slayerettes and their leader sat. "Okay. That's one water. . . "
"Hey, he looks familiar, doesn't he?" Xander said, grabbing his water and gulping it down. As the boy with the tray passed down Willow's pepsi, Buffy caught a glimps of something from his left hand. Silver. A claddah ring, with the heart pointed inward. "Angel?" she asked quietly. She looked up and caught the sight of the boy's face as he ducked backward.
"Angel?! What are you doing here?!?!"
"I wanted to see if you were okay. "
"You're supposed to be in bed! Last time I was over to check up on you, what, 2 hours ago? You were sick. And feverish. And convusing like crazy! Come on, you're going home. "
"I feel fine. "
"That's what I said when I was sick. Let's go!"Buffy commanded, pulling him by the coat.
"Can I come? It looks like you're going to have trouble with him. . . " Sabrina asked as Angel slightly started getting wobbly. Buffy hesitated for a second, than gestured for her to hurry up. She turned, said good-bye and ran after the retreating Slayer out the door. But it wasn't Angel they were gonna have trouble with. . .
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