{"id":4304,"date":"2015-07-07T14:59:32","date_gmt":"2015-07-07T13:59:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/?p=4304"},"modified":"2015-07-07T18:08:32","modified_gmt":"2015-07-07T17:08:32","slug":"sojourn-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/2015\/07\/07\/sojourn-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Sojourn. 1"},"content":{"rendered":"

Title: Sojourn<\/b>
\nAuthor: <\/b>Liam
\nPosted here: <\/b>08\/15
\nEmail<\/b><\/a>
\nRating: <\/b>R
\nCategory: <\/b>for violence, language, and suggestive dialogue
\nContent: <\/b>
\nSummary: <\/b>In the aftermath of the battles against the Beast, Angel winds up in Sunnydale. Hoping to work out his problems and his conflicting emotions concerning Cordelia, his sojourn is interrupted when an old enemy arrives in town. Together with the Scoobies, Angel must stop this new evil before he becomes a threat to mankind.
\nSpoilers: <\/b>
\nDisclaimer: <\/b>The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
\nDistribution: <\/b>Just ask
\nNotes: <\/b>Howdy everyone. It’s been a while since I posted a story. Anyway, I now present to you Sojourn.
\nThanks\/Dedication:<\/b> I cannot give enough props to argentlife<\/b> and canadia<\/b>. They proofread this sucker and told me what was good, what was bad, and what was just plain illegal. Thanks guys!
\nFeedback:<\/b><\/p>\n

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Part 1<\/b><\/p>\n

THURSDAY<\/em><\/p>\n

Sunnydale<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cI mean, she was a really pretty girl. No, she was a hottie girl. I mean, her hair\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

The bartender just looked at Angel in sympathy as he poured him another shot of bourbon. The bartender didn\u2019t look very interested in the story, so Angel turned to the insect looking thing sitting to his left.<\/p>\n

\u201cHer hair was so pretty. Didn\u2019t matter what color it was that week. Her skin, and God, her eyes. Such pretty brown eyes. I really thought I meant something to her. I mean, she was my best friend. She was my link to the world. There were times in the past few years where she was the only thing keeping me sane.\u201d<\/p>\n

The demon next to him blinked all three eyes and clicked his mandibles in a sympathetic manner.<\/p>\n

\u201cI made mistakes, I know that. I was pure evil. I killed so many people. But despite all that, I thought she accepted me. She always told me to embrace the demon. It\u2019s a part of what I am. She always said there was a difference between the soulless version and the version that was her Champion.\u201d Angel downed the shot of bourbon in a quick gulp.<\/p>\n

\u201cI wonder if that was a lie. She told me she loved me, you know. Then guess what happens after that.\u201d Angel took that series of clicks as curiosity. \u201cShe sleeps with another man. Hardly even a man. You know who he was? My goddamn son, that\u2019s who. Good God, I loved this woman so much, and she turns around and betrays me. This is a woman I would have gladly given my life for. Without hesitation, I would sacrifice my existence and spend an eternity in hell if it meant she could live.\u201d Angel sighed heavily. \u201cI wonder if it was all a lie.\u201d<\/p>\n

Bug-man patted his shoulder sympathetically with a claw. A series of morose clicks conveyed his feelings. Angel gave a slightly drunken smile and patted the claw. \u201cThanks for listening. I needed to get it out.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDoes that mean you\u2019ll stop your bitching?\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel turned back in his seat and saw four young vampires sitting at a table and playing poker. Another three sat around watching the game. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, was I boring you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBoring? Nah. Just making me sick.\u201d One of the vampires stood up and slowly walked over to Angel. The vampire looked like he was a redneck as a human. Cowboy boots, dirty blue jeans, flannel shirt, wicked twang of an accent. This guy definitely was better off dead. \u201cYou\u2019re a vampire. A demon. And you\u2019re here moping about some stupid human bitch. You\u2019re a disgrace to your species.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIs that right?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, that\u2019s right,\u201d the vampire spat back. \u201cAnd I have half a mind to put you out of your misery. How do you like that idea?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, Cletus,\u201d Angel drawled. \u201cI think you need to mind your manners.\u201d With a snap of the wrist, Angel produced a stake and drove it into Cletus\u2019 heart. \u201cI may be a disgrace, but I\u2019m not the one whose gonna get vacuumed.\u201d<\/p>\n

Cletus\u2019 friends didn\u2019t take kindly to the staking. Various shouts of anger were thrown at Angel before the six got to their feet and charged.<\/p>\n

Angel was on his feet in moments and started backing towards the door. Passing by a pool table, he grabbed a stick and prepared for the assault. \u201cYou guys have two choices,\u201d Angel warned. \u201cYa\u2019ll can sit down and enjoy your game, or I can kill each and every one of you.\u201d<\/p>\n

The vampires laughed at the threat. A small Hispanic looking vampire spoke for the group. \u201cYou got some balls on you, hombre. But there are six of us, and only one of you. I say there is a serious disadvantage here.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re right,\u201d Angel admitted. \u201cShould I put the stick down so you guys have a chance?\u201d<\/p>\n

The vampires fanned out and waited for an opening. Angel seriously didn\u2019t like the cramped quarters of the bar. Without turning from his opponents, he kicked the door down behind him and moved into the street. Now he liked his odds.<\/p>\n

The vampires charged forward, but now they had to attack single file as they attempted to get through the door and onto the street. Angel quickly jammed the pool stick through the heart of the lead vamp.<\/p>\n

The dark dust was a sharp contrast to the pink neon sign labeling the bar as \u201cWilly\u2019s\u201d. Angel was able to deliver a kick to the gut of the next vamp before staking him as well.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s only four on one now boys. You guys can still back out if you want.\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel backed further out onto the street. Despite having a couple shots of hard liquor coursing through his veins and a four on one disadvantage, Angel knew he had this battle won. And a couple blocks away, a small group noticed the vampires circling a man with a pool stick.<\/p>\n

Four of them wanted to rush in, but the fifth held them back.<\/p>\n

The remaining vampires circled around Angel until they faced him from all four directions. Angel gave a sly smirk and winked at the lone female of the group. This was going to be fun.<\/p>\n

The attack was launched.<\/p>\n

The vampires in front and back leapt first. Without turning around, Angel estimated where his back attacking vampire\u2019s heart would be. With a twist of the pool stick and an easy thrust, the vamp was turned to dust. The vampire in front of him was dropped to his knees when Angel delivered a vicious kick to his gut. A violent knee to the face sent him flying backwards.<\/p>\n

The final two vampires charged from the sides. With a swift pivot, Angel twisted in place and nailed both vamps with a shot to the head. With a quick jab, Angel staked the female and turned his attention to the others.<\/p>\n

\u201cTwo on one,\u201d Angel taunted. \u201cOdds are dwindling for you guys. I hope this is worth it.\u201d<\/p>\n

The two vampires stood up side-by-side and prepared to attack. They would never get the chance. Angel snapped the pool stick in half over his knee and hurled the pieces directly into their hearts. As Angel watched the clouds of dust drift to the ground, he reached into his leather jacket and pulled out a flask. He took a long swallow and turned to find his car.<\/p>\n

\u201cHaven\u2019t you heard that you shouldn\u2019t drink and drive?\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel didn\u2019t have to turn to know whom the voice belonged to. \u201cI have. But that isn\u2019t the question that should be asked.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd what is?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDo I care?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s a sucky attitude.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSucky attitude for a sucky life.\u201d Angel took a deep breath and closed his eyes. \u201cDon\u2019t be silent. Willow. Xander. Giles. Dawn. Say hello.\u201d Angel turned to greet the group. \u201cLong time no see. Dawn, you\u2019ve gotten big. Just shot right past sis, didn\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

Dawn and Willow said cheery hellos. Giles politely responded. Xander remained silent. \u201cSo what brings you to Sunnydale?\u201d Buffy asked. \u201cI thought you had your own life in Los Angeles.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI thought I did, too. But I guess I\u2019m here on a soul searching trip.\u201d Angel chuckled at his pun. \u201cI needed to retreat to someplace familiar. In the past twenty years, I\u2019ve lived in three places. And I really didn\u2019t want to do the cross country thing to Manhattan.\u201d<\/p>\n

Buffy nodded slightly. \u201cI know the feeling. You should have soul searched earlier. Could have used the help to divert this last apocalypse we had a while back.\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel gave a lopsided grin that stirred the butterflies in her stomach. \u201cCouldn\u2019t have come anyway. Had my own to deal with. Involved an ancient beast of the underworld, haunted toilets, and a stake jammed into my neck. I\u2019ll have to tell you about it sometime.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSounds like fun.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cReally? Then I\u2019m telling it wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n

Buffy chuckled slightly. \u201cSo where are you staying?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo clue.\u201d Angel emphasized his comment with another swill of his whiskey. \u201cPreferably a room with an eastward view.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThen why don\u2019t you stay at my house? I don\u2019t think you\u2019re in much condition to be going anywhere.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you now? Well, my coordination was good enough to kill seven vampires.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI only saw four.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGot me three inside.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cStill, I\u2019d feel better if you came with me.\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel huffed and took another shot. Maybe he shouldn\u2019t argue. He was starting to feel the effects. He reached into another pocket and pulled out his keys. Tossing them to Buffy, he flopped into the back of the convertible. \u201cTake me home, darlin\u2019,\u201d Angel slurred. \u201cYou drink and I\u2019ll drive.\u201d<\/p>\n

Even Xander couldn\u2019t help but let out a bit of laughter. \u201cHow about you drink and I\u2019ll drive?\u201d Buffy offered.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s what I said, but still, it\u2019s a fabulous idea.\u201d Angel slapped the outside of the car door and shouted, \u201cHome James!\u201d<\/p>\n

The gang shared some bewildered looks before saying their goodbyes. Giles would hitch a ride home with Xander. Dawn and Willow would go with Buffy. \u201cSunnydale,\u201d Buffy sighed. \u201cIt has it all. A mystical convergence. More cemeteries per square mile than any town in the nation. And it has drunken ex-boyfriends. The party never stops.\u201d<\/p>\n

Willow hopped in the back next to Angel while Dawn sat shotgun. As Buffy adjusted the driver\u2019s seat, she had to admit it wasn\u2019t all bad.<\/p>\n

\u201cNever gotten to drive a convertible before.\u201d<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

The group stared in awe at the wreckage that was strewn across the warehouse. Wooden boxes were shattered into splinters. A small forklift was overturned and the gas tank was mysteriously missing. As Gunn turned his attention to a far corner, he discovered the whereabouts of the tank.<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cHoly shit,\u201d he said aloud.<\/p>\n

The smoldering body of the Beast hung from a chain dangling from the rafters. The burned body had a two-foot long blade jammed through the chest. Underneath the corpse was a small pool of gasoline that was slowly burning itself out.<\/p>\n

Wesley and Faith walked up beside him and absorbed the carnage. Finally, Faith looked at the warehouse more closely and noticed something was missing.<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you guys notice something wrong with this picture?\u201d<\/p>\n

Gunn continued to be fascinated by the Beast\u2019s limp body. \u201cSomething wrong? On so many levels in so many ways.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot that, dumbass,\u201d an annoyed Faith retorted. \u201cDid you notice that Angel isn\u2019t here?\u201d Wesley and Gunn finally noticed the fact. \u201cCordelia isn\u2019t gonna like this,\u201d Faith said confidently. \u201cFirst the hellspawn disappears and now Angel.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe he\u2019s just hiding,\u201d Gunn said desperately. \u201cYo! Angel! Get your punk ass out here!\u201d Wesley and Faith stared at him as if he were an idiot. \u201cI don\u2019t see you doing anything productive,\u201d he defended.<\/p>\n

They all turned at the sound of footsteps. Their hope that it was Angel was crushed when they saw Cordelia. In her arms she clutched her newborn child to her chest. The look on her face was simply pitiful.<\/p>\n

\u201cCordelia,\u201d Wesley began softly. \u201cI thought I asked you to stay outside.\u201d<\/p>\n

Cordelia ignored him. Tears trickled down her face as she noticed that he wasn\u2019t to be found. \u201cWesley? Where\u2019s Angel?\u201d<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

It took the combine strength of both Willow and Buffy to drag Angel up the stairs and into the spare bedroom.<\/p>\n

\u201cHold on just a second longer,\u201d Buffy grunted. \u201cMove a little to the left so he\u2019ll flop on the bed. Okay\u2026now!\u201d<\/p>\n

Dawn watched as they let loose of Angel. The vampire fell forward onto the bed at a peculiar angle. Buffy tried to turn him to a more comfortable position as Willow pulled his boots off.<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you want to take some of his clothes off to make him comfortable, or leave him like this?\u201d Willow asked.<\/p>\n

Buffy gave her best \u2018Are you kidding me?\u2019 look. \u201cI\u2019m not, but you can if you want. You\u2019re the gay one, it makes more sense for you to do it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay, number one: If I were straight, I would so take advantage of the situation. Number two: I was only asking out of politeness. I\u2019m too tired to strip out of my own clothes much less strip someone else\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDid you guys notice how strange Angel was acting?\u201d Dawn asked. \u201cI mean, besides the whole drunk thing.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah,\u201d Buffy agreed. \u201cWhen exactly did Angel develop such a morbid sense of humor?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhen did Angel develop a sense of humor, period?\u201d Willow asked.<\/p>\n

That was a great point, Buffy admitted. Angel never made too many funnies. \u201cSomething definitely is wrong. While it is entirely possible he\u2019s developed a sense of humor in the past four years, he\u2019s never seemed like the type to drink excessively.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShould we call Wesley or Cordelia?\u201d Willow asked. \u201cHe does still work with them, doesn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFrom the last that I heard he does. But let him get some sleep. Maybe he\u2019ll talk to us in the morning. If not, then we can call them.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe he wouldn\u2019t want us to call,\u201d Dawn suggested. The girls turned and looked at her curiously. \u201cDidn\u2019t you guys get the impression not everything was right back home for him? Maybe he just needs some alone time.\u201d<\/p>\n

The three women turned their eyes back to the sleeping form. What the hell could be so bad that Angel would come to the Hellmouth to work out his problems?<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Gordonville<\/em>
\n33 Miles East of Sunnydale<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re not going to make it!\u201d the redheaded woman shouted. He was coming, and they weren\u2019t going to survive this.<\/p>\n

Six people cowered in a storm cellar as they awaited their fates. The three women were huddled in a corner as the men stepped forward with swords drawn. Their eyes were all focused on the steel door at the top of the stairs. It wouldn\u2019t be long before he would come crashing through.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou girls will make it,\u201d the lead male said calmly. William diverted his attention from the door a moment to gaze at the girls. \u201cEmma, Kayla, you have to make sure Hannah makes it there. When he gets down here, we\u2019ll hold him off as long as possible. When we have him engaged, make a break up the stairs and to the highway. Sunnydale isn\u2019t that far. You have to find him. He is the only one who can protect Hannah.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d Hannah pleaded. \u201cWilliam, we can all run for it. We can make it. Please, if you stay, he will kill you all.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThen so be it,\u201d Thomas spoke.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d James agreed. \u201cYour survival is all that matters. Without you, our people and our power will die. You must make it to Sunnydale, no matter the cost.\u201d<\/p>\n

The first loud crash was heard as he tried to force his way inside. It only took three blows before the steel door flew down the stairs and landed in a crumpled heap at the feet of the warriors.<\/p>\n

\u201cWait until we have him engaged,\u201d William reminded softly.<\/p>\n

\u201cWilliam, no,\u201d Hannah sobbed in a final desperate plea. It was only a moment later when he appeared.<\/p>\n

\u201cHello all,\u201d the being said with a smirk.<\/p>\n

One would typically expect a demon as vicious and vile as this to have horns and fangs and claws. But despite his human appearance, underneath was the heart of a monster. Standing just over six feet, the being had his shoulder length brown hair slicked back.<\/p>\n

Piercing blue eyes surveyed the room and sized up the humans. He pulled a cigarette from his black duster and lit up. The being took a puff as he considered the possibilities. \u201cGive me the girl and I shall let you live,\u201d he offered.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d William said simply.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou can\u2019t protect her from me. You won\u2019t leave this room alive.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe understand that,\u201d Thomas answered. \u201cWe have fully accepted our fates.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou will not get Hannah,\u201d James continued. \u201cHe will protect her from you.\u201d<\/p>\n

The being let loose with a deep and demonic laugh. \u201cYou truly believe that, don\u2019t you? He is nothing. And if he stands in my way, he will meet the fate that you have supposedly accepted.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe defeated you once,\u201d William reminded. \u201cHe can do so again.\u201d<\/p>\n

The being\u2019s laughter stopped. He dropped the cigarette to the ground and stomped it out. \u201cHe was extraordinarily lucky,\u201d the being growled. He stepped forward and nailed Thomas with a vicious uppercut that sent the man crashing into the concrete wall behind him. \u201cAnd as you can see, I am much stronger than I was then.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGirls, run!\u201d William shouted. The two standing warriors charged and launched a furious and futile attack. The girls leapt to their feet and ran around the battle and up the stairs. Hannah paused at the bottom to watch James get knocked down with a hard clubbing blow. \u201cRun!\u201d William insisted. \u201cFind Angel! Do it now!\u201d<\/p>\n

Crying, Hannah obediently obeyed her brother and hurried up the stairs. The girls had gone no further than twenty feet across the field when they heard the tortured screaming that signaled James\u2019 death. As the girls reached the highway a quarter mile away and tried to hitch a ride, the battle in the storm cellar came to a tragic end.<\/p>\n

The being ripped William\u2019s spine from his body before dropping the mutilated corpse to the floor. Hands bloody, he reached into his duster and retrieved another cigarette. \u201cWell, Angel,\u201d he said aloud as he took the first drag.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt looks as if we shall finally finish our little game. And I guarantee you one thing, vampire. Eighty years is time enough to think of several naughty ways I could make you suffer.\u201d<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Los Angeles<\/p>\n

Cordelia gazed at the full moon through the window of her bedroom at the Hyperion. She swayed gently in the rocking chair as her child fell into slumber. It had been two weeks since the final battle. Two weeks since the birth of her child. Two weeks since the destruction of the Beast. Two weeks since she last saw Angel.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhere are you?\u201d Cordelia whispered sadly. \u201cWhy won\u2019t you come home?\u201d<\/p>\n

Quietly, a figure slipped into the bedroom and slowly approached. Cordelia didn\u2019t even turn to look as he came to a stop several feet away.<\/p>\n

\u201cHello, Wesley,\u201d Cordelia said softly.<\/p>\n

Wesley smiled slightly as he moved forward and knelt by the chair. \u201cHow did you know it was me?\u201d<\/p>\n

Never turning her gaze from the moon, Cordelia answered. \u201cIt wasn\u2019t too hard. You wear Brahma boots. They have a distinct sound to the step. Plus, you always have the same length in your stride, so I can listen for the intervals between steps.<\/p>\n

\u201cGunn wears Wolverines most of the time. They have a harder sound and his strides are somewhat erratic. And Angel\u2026\u201d Cordelia paused as she thought of the vampire. \u201cIf you were Angel, I wouldn\u2019t have heard you at all. But I would have felt you.\u201d Cordelia closed her eyes and listened to the sounds of the city through the open window.<\/p>\n

\u201cAngel and I are connected,\u201d Cordelia stated. Wesley nodded his acknowledgment. \u201cSometimes, if I tried hard enough, I could reach out and feel him, no matter how far away he was. Do you know what I feel when I reach out for him now?\u201d Wesley didn\u2019t. \u201cI feel nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n

Cordelia knew what Wesley was thinking. \u201cI don\u2019t mean in the sense that he is dead. No, I would certainly be able to tell that. I meant in the sense that he\u2019s cut himself off. Wherever he is and whatever he is going through, he wants to be alone. He doesn\u2019t want me to find him.\u201d Cordelia began to sob softly at that knowledge.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat scares me, Wesley. I know that I made a horrible mistake. I betrayed him in the worst way imaginable. But I still love him, and it breaks my heart that he would cut me away.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you want me to do?\u201d Wesley asked even though he knew the answer.<\/p>\n

\u201cI need you to find him.\u201d For the first time, Cordelia turned to look at him. When Wesley looked into her eyes, he saw a woman with a tortured soul. \u201cI need you to find him,\u201d she repeated. \u201cI need him to come home.\u201d<\/p>\n

She turned her attention back to the night sky. \u201cI don\u2019t want to be alone.\u201d<\/p>\n

Part 2<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

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