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Author's Note: Look at the Previous five chapters as to when this story takes place.
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Part Six
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BAM! "Now, one more time Willie, do you have anything to tell me?" said Angel pleasently as he started pushing the smaller man's head into the bar table.
" Hey, man! You can't do this! I'm outta the loop! I don't know nothin' 'bout your girl disappearin'! I swear!"shouted Willie as best her could from under Angel's hand. Angel pulled the smaller man from the table and brough his face closer to his. Angel's game face caused the snitch to squirm.
"I think that you know something, so you had better spill it out right now!" Angel threatened through his teeth."Or else everything could get pretty ugly, and soon."
A figure from the door way came into the dank and dirty little bar that was hidden from most pedestrian sight. The figure looked around at the scene, and took in the damage that was done. Chairs were broken, glass all over the floor. smelly food that was all over. There was a musty odor to the place when she came in, and now, it was overwhelming. It was not clean place, and the two men had, in some way and some how made the dirty little bar even dirtier. Carefully stepping over the debris, she walked over to the two men.
"Angel,"said Joyce quietly."Let him go."
"Huh?"Angel said as he spun around. He looked at Joyce and frowned as his face reverted back to normal."But-"
"Angel,"Joyce said more severely as she pulled Willie from Angel's grip."I said let him go."
Angel looked stunned as he saw Buffy's mother lead the little worn to the bar counter and seat him there. Willie, himself, looked a bit disoriented at what was going on. "Are you all right? Here, let me wipe that blood off your lip."
As she started wiping Willie's lip with a discarded napkin, Angel frowned.
"I thought that I told you to stay in the car,"Angel said as he approached the two. Willie cringed at the menacing sight Angel made. Joyce frowned at her daughter's boyfriend.
"You did...but I could hardly stay in there with all the noise that you two were making,"she said as she frowned. Joyce looked at her handiwork and smiled gently to Willie."Hello, who are you? Do you own this place?"
"I-I'm Willie. Yeah, I own this joint,"he stammered. He darted a quick look at Angel. The blonde woman seemed to have a pull on Angel."What's it to you?"
Angel growled at the disrespect that Willie showed to Buffy's mother.
"Nothing. I'm just sure that you see a lot of activity that goes on around here,"said Joyce brightly. Willie looked at her suspiciously. But Joyce continued blithely on,"I'm sure that an observent gentleman like yourself could see the changing patterns in his business. I know that I can."
"Wha? Oh, you you mean if the regulars come in or not and all that stuff,"said Willie. When Joyce smiled at his brightly, Willie started to relax a little. As long as she kept that homicidal Angel from beating on him, she was o.k. "What kind of business you got?"
"I run a gallery."
"Where they get art and stuff at?"
Willie frowned,"I don't know much about art and stuff. Never saw the need for it."
"I understand, some people don't. But I can tell that when a person likes something from a certain artist, a little bell goes off in my mind to get more of that artist's work. That way I'd sell more. No use in buying things if it's just going to sit there,"said Joyce as she looked at Willie politely. Angel started to come closer, but he saw the militant look in Joyce's eyes that told him to stay where he was."Think that works the same for this place of yours?"
"Yeah, it kinda does. Gotta have the stock that the people buy. Or else it stays like forever."
"Have you stocked up alot of liquor lately?"
"Nah, that stuff doesn't sell as much anymore. Used to, but not with all the laws nowadays. Sell more pig's blood now though" said Willie, then he clammed up when he realized to what he said. Joyce pretneded to ignore what he said.
"Yes, the government seem to have a handle on everythin these days. Even on art. Do you still get a lot of your regular drinkers in these days?"Joyce asked innocently. Willie looked at her. He couldn't tell if she was really an innocent in knowing at what he did or if she was stupid. Plus she really looked familiar.
"I still get them. More new people though,"he said under his breath. Joyce looked at him. < I don't think that he's going to tell me anything else. I wonder if I should let Angel handle the rest... > Joyce darted a glance at Angel and saw that he was getting impatient, but he was listenng to what Willie was telling him. < I don't think so. >
"Willie, look at me,"said Joyce gently. She waited until he looked at her."Willie, you know that there is something going on with the vampires. You know them, and you see a lot of them. The Slayer is missing, and I think that you may have an idea why."
Willie looked at this strange lady that was looking at him intently."I dunno why the Slayer's gone, I ain't got no love for the super-chick. She beat me up the last time I saw her. But I ain't got no love for them vamps either. It's all just business, see?"
"Yes, I do Willie, but what we need to know is, do you know alot of the vampires that have been coming in?"
"Nah, seen alot of new faces. And that freaky chick of Spike's. She came in with a cowboy, they were all gigling and making happy faces with each other, you know what I mean?" said Willie hopefully."I ain't got no love for them, but they're my main source of business, you know what I mean? So I can't make 'em angry. Understand?"
"I do, Willie. And I also know that you also are afraid that they'd do something to hurt you, but I think that I should tell you, you won't have Angel to fear if anything happens to the Slayer," she said to Willie calmly. Joyce nodded to Angel and he started to leave as she started to rise from her seat." he won't be the worst thing that you should be afraid of."
Willie looked at her suspiciously as he also rose from his seat."Yeah? Well, wanna tell me who have I got to be more afraid of than the vamps and Angel here?"
Joyce looked at Willie straight in the eye for a moment. After a moment, Willie had to look away. "Me."
"Who the hell are you?" asked Willie to Joyce's retreating back.
Joyce smiled coldly at him as she walked back to the smaller man. She stood nose to nose as she looked down at him."I'm the Slayer's mother. And *God* help you if you know something that could save my daughter's life. And if she's dead, I'll come after you!"
Willie's mouth dropped down as Joyce left the bar.
* * *
Angel waited for Joyce nearby the car. He opened the door for her and Joyce got into the driver's seat. Neither said a word to the other. Joyce started the car, but didn't start to drive.
"There are more vampires in town."
"Yes. It means more trouble, something's going on."
Joyce sighed."It's not hard to find that it means that they have something to do with Buffy's disappearence." She looked at Angel and saw him studying her. "Drucilla's back in town."
"Yes, and that means so is Spike."
"I think that we had better tell Rupert this,"said Joyce calmly as she started to drive towards her house.
Neither noticed the figure that came from the shadows to watch the two drive away.
* * *
"Well, hello there sweeet thing," drawled a familiar voice. Buffy opened one eye, and groaned. It was Lyle Gorch, the friendly little demon who burned down that village before he was a vamp. He reached over and pulled Buffy up by her chains."Fancy meetin' you here, sweetheart. Guess you're all tied up for now."
"Hello there you hick,"Buffy said, her voice mocking his drawl."Still applying for some brains?"
"Now, why don't you be nice? 'Specially since yer all tied up?"
"Why don't you just disappear?"
"Well, now, I don't think so, 'specially since this Lilith gal is supposed to have this big shindig soon an' promised to have a gay old time for us vampires,"drawled Lyle pleasently."Think I'll start by bashin' yer face in for Tector."
"Who do we have here?" said a voice gently. Buffy stifled another groan. Drucilla looked at the vampire that was holding Buffy by the chains and ready to punch the Slayer. Her eyes lit up as she looked at the cowboy vampire's bulky, yet well kept, shape. "Hello. Who are you?"
Lyle Gorch looked at the beautiful vampire and lost his long dead heart."Well, HeLLo there, ma'am. You're just about the prettiest thing that I've ever seen. Name's Lyle Gorch, and I have some business with the Slayer."
Drucilla gigled in pleasure."I'm Drucilla and I'm a princess."
"That you certainly are, pretty."
"Why don't you two just leave before you make me yak," Buffy taunted. Both vampires glared at her."Both of you are gross and no doubtably make a good couple: The looney and the dip. Didn't they make a movie about that?"
"Why you little pest,"snarled Lyle as he brought his fist back to punch her. Drucilla quickly held back his arm and looked at her in puzzlement."Wha-?"
"I tried to hurt the Slayer, Lilith got mad and tried to eat me. She said that if anyone hurts the Slayer before the night of the full moon, they will die,"said Drucilla sadly."So we can't hurt the bad Slayer yet."
Drucilla paused, then her face brightened suddenly,"Want to come up to my place and see my dollies and Miss Edith?"
Lyle dropped the Slayer hard. Buffy bit her lip from groaning out loud. "I'd love to see your dollies and little Miss Edith, Drucilla. Torture you later, Slayer."
"Yeah, don't come back soon," muttered Buffy.
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