Angel:The Return of Fred_S6_Ep7(Fanfic) Part 4
The room was spinning. Angel thought it was him, that he was still dizzy.
But it was actually the room.
Wesley was chanting. Standing right in the middle of the Pentagram on the Hyperion floor, with Lilah right next to him. And he was turning red like Silas, the demon wizard lord that had killed him. He had put Fred’s things in a huge bowl, and mixed in some other artifacts that Angel wasn’t sure of. He sure wished that Lorne was here to help him make sense of all this.
And then Lilah started dancing. Really bad hip hop break dancing. In this spinning room.
Angel said, “What the hell…?”
“Exactly,” cooed Lilah. “Don’t worry Big Boy it’s all a part of the show. The spell requires it. So just shut up and let me get funky and we’ll be all done here, okay?”
Angel remembered the taste of her blood as he drank it when he was Angelus. He wished he’d eaten all of her.
The room kept spinning, and then started glowing with this really eerie blue light. And there was this noise. Faint at first, and Angel wasn’t quite sure what it was, but he thought it might be…
and then Illyria appeared right in the middle of Wesley’s circle of light. Except she was trapped there. Four feet in the air above him.
“Angel,” said Illyria. “Wesley.” She felt the pain come back into her face. And then she felt anger. “What are you doing, Wesley, what are these magicks? I do not recognize them.” Wesley ignored her and kept chanting, and he started drawing some ancient symbols on to both his own forehead and the floor. Lilah looked like a bad 80′s movie.
Illyria started banging against her light prison. “Wesley! What are you doing! WESLEY!”
It was screaming. It was Fred’s voice, screaming. But coming from…where? And then he realized, it was coming out of Illyria’s stomach.
Then there were other voices. Other faces started somehow appearing directly above Wesley…he saw Gunn, Connor, Cordy, even Doyle. They kept phasing in and out of view. The lightshow was increasing as a bubble of white energy started to radiate outwards from where Wesley and Lilah were, and the whole room began to tremble. There were dozens, maybe hundreds of voices now, all screaming, no, shrieking, but Angel heard Fred’s loud and clear above all of them.
The wind got louder. The voices did too. The white and blue lights coalesced and filled the entire room, and it was shaking worse than the last LA earthquake. Angel’s whole sense of equilibrium was gone; this was a whole new kind of vertigo. When the lights started peaking, he figured that this was it.
Illyria locked her gaze upon Wesley. Angel could barely make out her expression, couldn’t tell if she was angry or sad. It seemed that she was being…ruptured…from the inside out. Yet another heavy dose of irony, but if she was in pain, she showed none of it. She looked at Wesley and said,
“Wesley…? Why. can’t. I. stay?”
Angel woke up. He didn’t know how long he’d been out. He turned to his left and saw Groo’s body, still there. Still with the big black claw in his chest. Still smiling, in a pool of his own blood, with those impossibly blue eyes wide open. Still seemingly staring into Cordelia’s face. No sign of Wes or Lilah.
He spun around. He couldn’t believe what he saw.
It was Fred. She was completely naked, but it was her.
He rushed over to the desk, and grabbed a blanket, and put it over her.
“Fred…” said Angel. “Fred. It..it worked. I…”
Fred started trembling and crying. She looked up at him. “Handsome man. *cough* Saved me. Again.” Angel smiled in spite of himself. “Groo! Oh my god, what happened? Groo!” Fred shrieked as she saw Groo’s impaled body on the floor.
Just then, Wesley and Lilah reappeared. Literally appeared, right in front of Angel and a still trembling Fred, except they were completely spirits this time.
“WESLEY!” …Wesley! ….Wesley….” Fred started to sob uncontrollably, and doubled over in pain. Wesley reached out to comfort her, and his hand passed right through her. He held his head down.
Lilah smiled…kind of like the Grinch did when he thought about stealing Christmas. Lilah wondered if Wolfram and Hart ever got their money back from that fiasco. She spoke. “This was part of the deal, all. If Wesley was to successfully do the Twin Spells of Separation and Reincarnation, part of that price was that he’s mine forever. And I mean that literally.” Lilah held out a deed to Wesley’s soul. Angel and Fred just stared at it.
“I wanted you to have your life back Fred. If there was any way at all…even if I could never be a part of it,” Wesley whispered.
“Wesley…” Fred started. Fred blinked a few times as if she thought she could make herself wake up from a very bad nightmare. ”I didn’t…I…” and then Fred said…”SUMthin’ about all this ain’t raht,” with her Texas twang in full force.
“You’re darn tootin’ there Lil’ Lady!” mused Lilah. “You suckers still don’t get that there is a price for every potion, a cost for every incantation.”
Angel realized in that moment that he felt different…he felt….human.
Lilah smiled as the realizations began to dawn upon Angel and Fred. “That’s right sports fans, I can see that you’re figuring it out. While I’m fucking Wesley’s brains out for all eternity(picture that when you’re in the shower masturbating Fred), there has been some correspondent evil let loose for bringing this soul back. Fred’s time was done, and none of you wanted to accept that. So, the scales, they are a-balancin’.”
“Enough with your games, Lilah.” Angel tried to morph into vamp mode, but he couldn’t.
“Feeling a little singular there, Liam?
Since I have to spell it out, kiddies, here it is,” said Lilah. “Upstairs right now, sleeping away, you will find both one Mr. Charles Gunn, and one Miss Cordelia Chase. Bonuses, as it were.” Wesley looked up at Lilah. He was stunned as well.
Angel’s jaw tightened. Fred put her hand over her mouth. And dropped her blanket. Blushing she rushed to pick it back up.
Their evil selves are loose on the world right now. As is yours.“
“…Wh-whaat?” said Fred.
Lilah rolled her eyes. “Evil Cordy, or JasmiCordy as some of you called her. Vampire Gunn. Illyria. And, Angelus. They’re out there. In Los Angeles. Right now. Although I doubt Big Blue is gonna stay for long.”
“You have your Fred, I most definitely have my Wesley, you have your friends, you even have your humanity. But all that evil doesn’t just go away, darlin’. It’s out. And your team is responsible for it being out. Whether you have the cajones to fight it any more remains to be seen, but that’s not my problem.”
Wesley cursed her. “You evil, lying, selfish, bitch of a-”
“Ah ah ah, Wes,” interrupted Lilah. “You’re just putting on a show for your Fluffy here, because you want her last memories of you to be noble.” Lilah’s gaze towards Wesley narrowed sharply as her voice lowered. “Don’t pretend that you didn’t know that this was a part of the deal. As is our eternity together.”
Wesley looked at Fred. “Fred…I…I had to, I-”
Fred didn’t say anything. She just looked at him and Lilah. Finally she spoke. “I….I don’t want to be responsible for…”
“For all the death that’s coming. True dat, but you are. All of you are,” finished Lilah. “It’s time for us to go. And Angel, you’ve got some house guests to attend to. How long do you think it’ll be before Angelus gets here, hmmm? You’ll have to figure out a way to fight him on the outside of you now. So will Gunn when he sees his bloodsucking twin. Good luck with that. Oh, and Evil Cordy? She hasn’t forgotten screwing your son, or all the ways you tried to kill her. I would imagine she’s on her way to find Connor now. I can understand never getting over a good fuck, tho.” Lilah beamed at Wesley. “So long, Team Angel. It’s always a pleasure doing business with you.”
And with that, Lilah and Wesley shimmered in the air, and disappeared.
Angel understood why he was so wiped, and still in so much pain. No more demon inside to help him heal. Fred looked like she did when he had first found her. Frazzled. She was still trying to digest everything that had just happened.
Just then Lilah’s face popped back into view.
“Oh, and…You’re Welcome.”
She vanished again.