She smiled which surprisingly, looked beautiful, despite her to pointy
fangs. "I'll make it good." She promised.
Elle ran her hands up his chest, stopping at his neck. Then she unbuttoned
the top 3 buttons on his shirt. "Don't want Angel to see it." She explained
as she nuzzled his exposed chest, before she sank her fangs into his
flawless skin. She only took small sips before withdrawing her fangs. Her
teeth were back to normal now, as she licked away the blood that had
dribbled out of the small punctures, and re-buttoned his shirt.
"How was that cowboy?" she drawled, her Irish accent coming through.
"Damn. Good." He gasped, trying to calm his excited breathing.
She grinned and nipped at his neck, and, at the same time, slipping a hand
between them and gave his cock a squeeze, making him buck against her hand.
She grinned evilly. "Shall we sit down cowboy?"
"Yeah. I think I need to." He muttered as Elle led him back to the rest of
the group.
Lindsey sat back down in his chair on Angels right, as Elle pulled up a
chair on his left (Angel's that is).
"Well. You two looked like you were having a good time." Lorne said
cheerfully.
"Yup. Always enjoy dancing. It gives you that feeling of....satisfaction."
she grinned at Lindsey and winked.
"Hey, uh Lindsey?" Dawn said.
"Yeah, Dawn?"
"You, uh, your bleeding." She indicated to where Elle had bitten him.
The wound was still slightly bleeding and as Lindsey was wearing a light
blue shirt the blood was easy to see.
Lindsey froze. So did Elle.
Angel frowned. Then kissed Elle, the broke apart, and growling, dragged her
out of Caritas.
"How dare you!" he backhanded her, sending her sprawling on the ground in
the car-park.
"How dare I what? Do what he wanted? What he asked? What.I felt the pull
towards." she said as she stood, wiping away the blood from her split lip.
"What?"
"It was a pull. I..I can't really explain it. It doesn't make any sense to
me. It felt.right and normal." She said, waiting for her sire's next
assault.
But it didn't come. She frowned and tilted her head to one side.
Angel surprised her by moving forwards toward her and wrapping her up in a
smothering hug.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry childe. I'm sorry I accused you of what I thought
you did." He told her.
"Does Elvis talk to you?" she asked, clearly baffled by her sire's strange
change of behaviour.
Angel stepped back, looked her in the eye and chuckled.
"Very funny. Come on childe, let's go and see if we can't find the last 5
years of yer life." He told her, gently guiding her back into Caritas.
They sat back down silently, ordered O pos for Angel, Angelus and Spike, AB
neg for Elle, coke for Buffy, Dawn and Willow, and Pina Colatas for Fred and
Cordy and beer for everyone.
Then, Angel spoke. "Lorne. What did you see about the past 5 years when Elle
sang?"
"Nothing."
"What?"
"Zip. Zilch. Nada. Zero. Nothing. Only thing I got was a rather expensive
building by the name of Wolfram and Hart."
"Damn. That's kinda what I figured." Elle said quietly, sipping her AB neg.
She watched Angel take a gulp of O pos and grimaced. "Yuck. I will never
understand why you like O positive so much. Hasn't got that zingy flavour to
it."
"Blood is blood." Spike said, having finished his and was on his second
beer.
"Yeah...Always thought that sire's blood gave you the biggest and best buzz.
But, as it turns out, I just got a huge buzz from Lindsey."
"EWW! You mean you bit him on the dance floor?!?" Daw said.
"Yup." Elle said calmly, finishing off her AB neg.
Dawn shuddered. Buffy frowned. Spike just chuckled.
Angel looked at Lorne. "So you're saying that Wolfram and Hart have somehow
blocked everyone from those memories?" he asked.
Lorne frowned and shifted in his seat. "Well, not exactly Angel-cakes."
"What do you mean 'Not exactly'?" Wesley asked curiously.
Lorne sighed. "There's nothing there. The reason you can't remember is
because they've taken the memory right out of your head. There's just a big
empty hole. I'm sorry sweetie." He said as he went off to talk to a Nyral
demon that had just finished a horrible rendition of Lee Kernagan's Boy's
from the bush.
Everyone looked at Elle, who just sat there, staring at the seat that Lorne
had just vacated.
Only Angel and Lindsey saw her hands shaking. Angel frowned and Lindsey
placed his hand on Angel's thigh. Angel placed his hand on Lindsey's and
squeezed gently. He turned to the rest of the group.
"Catch cabs back if you cant all fit in the SUV guys. I need the car." He
explained as he and Lindsey helped Elle out of Caritas and into Angel's car.
The drive back to the hotel was made in silence.
When they arrived back at the Hyperion, Elle had calmed down.
"How am I gonna get it back?" she asked as they helped her out of the car.
"We don't know. But we'll do what we can to help you get it back." Angel
promised her as she let them lead her into the lobby and onto the red couch
that was nearby.
"I don't know. I mean. I can't remember where I was or, anything so how are
we gonna find out who did it?" she said shakily.
Both Angel and Lindsey could see that she was starting to crack and that
wasn't good.
"It's ok. We don't need you to remember. We know where it happened. Wolfram
and Hart. So that's where we'll start. And then we can go from there. Ok. So
just calm down. We won't let them near you." Lindsey promised her, her small
hands inside his.
Angel came out of the office with a mug of heated up blood for her.
"Here."
"Thanks. Look, I'm sorry I freaked out. I'm ok now. I just, kinda realised
that I. I kinda felt like I didn't exist at all.
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