Disclaimer: Anything recognizable from Buffy the Vampire Slayer and/or Angel belongs to the creators of the show and not me. I'm using the characters/ideas for fun and not for profit. The title "Angels & Demons" was inspired by the Dan Brown book. Lyrics belong to Sum 41. A big thanks to the wonderful website www. twiztv .com for the transcripts.
I tried to be perfect
It just wasn't worth it
Nothing could ever be so wrong
It's hard to believe me
It never gets easy
I guess I knew that all along
If you believe it's in my soul
I'd say all the words that I know
Just to see if it would show
That I'm trying to let you know
That I'm better off on my own
"She could have been killed," Angel said angrily, standing behind his desk staring at Wesley who was sitting in the chair across from Angel's desk. The night before the two of them had gone on a mission to infiltrate a weapons ring, but they were attacked by robots and Fred got caught in the crossfire.
"Medical's optimistic," Eve said from her spot next to Angel. "She should be up and about soon enough."
"That's not the point," Angel continued. "What the hell was Fred doing there in the first place?"
"I needed someone who could explain the weapon convincingly," Wesley said.
"Nobody else here knows how to explain a gun?" Angel asked.
"I needed someone who wouldn't arouse Emil's suspicion. Someone I could trust," Wesley said.
"And so conveniently, the only person who could go with you was Fred."
"What is that-"
"She shouldn't have been there," Angel interrupted. "It was a reckless decision."
"Fred has more than proven herself in the field. There was no reason to think-"
"We found her bleeding to death on the ground," Angel said, glaring at Wes. "From now on, you clear it with me before using any of my people."
"Your people?" Wesley asked.
"Got it?" Angel said to him. Wesley got up and left the office.
"Kinda hard on him, weren't you?" Eve asked once Wesley was gone.
"She could have-" Angel started to say.
"Been killed. So you said. I think you're making too big a deal about this. And from what I understand, her wound wasn't all that severe," Eve said.
"You weren't there. You didn't see her," Angel said.
"But she's okay," Eve said. "And you're still beating him up."
"He can be careless."
"Focuses too much on the big picture? Overlooks the people involved?" Eve asked.
"Something like that," Angel said.
"Willing to risk anything…or anyone…for the greater good," Eve continued. "Look, hey…I'm just asking. Could it be there's another reason you're getting so mad at him about this?" When Angel didn't respond she said, "Mmm…stealing your son, for instance?"
"We don't talk about my son," Angel said to her.
"You don't trust Wesley, do you? I mean, I can see that. He did turn Connor over to your sworn enemy," Eve said.
"He didn't mean for that to happen. He thought he was doing the right thing," Angel said.
"And I guess it all worked out. Connor's okay, you're happy. Maybe Wesley knew what he was doing after all. Even if he doesn't remember any of it," Eve said.
"That's got nothing to do with-" Angel started to say. He sighed and said, "I just want to be kept informed, that's all."
"Well then I should probably inform you that the Senior Partners are less than thrilled about your cyborg issue. No one knows where these things came from, and they don't like that. So I'm gonna call your girlfriend. Senior Partners want a little extra muscle on deck today," Eve said taking out her cell phone and leaving Angel's office.
Angel sighed and sat down behind his desk.
Across town, Buffy was spending the morning in the large training room at the Slayer Academy jotting down notes on a clipboard as she evaluated some of the new slayers sparring in front of her. Faith walked in carrying two cups of coffee and handed one to Buffy.
"Oh, thanks Faith," Buffy said, taking a sip from the cup.
"Did I miss anything good?" Faith asked, sipping from her own cup.
"Not much," Buffy told her in a quiet voice. "I think Alyce finally got the upper hand. She's really improving."
"Hm," Faith muttered. "Think she can handle more advanced classes?"
"Possibly," Buffy said as her cell phone started ringing in her pocket. "Hold this?" Buffy said, passing the clipboard to Faith. Buffy pulled out her phone and answered it.
"Hey Buffy, long time no talk," came Eve's voice through the phone. Buffy sighed and motioned to Faith that she would be outside.
Once in the hallway Buffy said, "What's up, Eve." She was not in the mood for small talk and wanted to get to the point.
"Angel, Wesley, and Fred were attacked by cyborgs last night while on a mission. It's got the Senior Partners a little worried and they want extra muscle at Wolfram and Hart for the day," Eve told her.
Buffy furrowed her brows, letting Eve's sentence sink in. "Cyborgs? Is everyone okay?" she asked.
"Mostly," Eve said.
"I thought you didn't want me around after our last encounter," Buffy said.
"I don't call the shots. The Senior Partners do. Get here as soon as you can," Eve told her.
Buffy sighed and hung up the phone.
Buffy walked into the lobby of Wolfram and Hart, looking around for Angel. Lorne spotted her getting off the elevator and called across the lobby.
"Morning sunshine!" Lorne said walking over to her.
"Hey Lorne, where is everyone?" Buffy asked him.
"Oh they're all in the lab with that Robocop from last night. Not really my thing," Lorne told her.
"Okay, I'll see you around, Lorne," Buffy said and started walking upstairs towards the lab.
"Oh I should probably warn you," Lorne said to her before she left. "Wesley's father is in town, decided to join the lab party."
"Wesley's father?" Buffy asked.
"Quite a fella," Lorne said.
"Great…" Buffy mumbled to herself before heading up the stairs.
Buffy entered the lab to see a ninja looking robot lying on a table. Angel was leaning over the thing, peering inside. He looked up at her when she walked in and gave her a smile. Buffy walked over to him and squeezed his hand in greeting.
"Morning Buffy, I was just about to explain what we found on this guy," Fred said to her.
Buffy glanced over the body as Fred said, "We found cybernetics throughout the body, in most cases replacing entire organic systems."
"Was it human?" Angel asked.
"We think so," Fred told him. "The nervous system seems human at least, but the rest of the technology is so foreign to us. We can't be sure of anything right now. This thing really blurs the line between human and robot."
Spike, who had been playing with a glass beaker on a shelf said, "Aha! So you're not ruling out that a human being could've boffed a robot. Sex with robots is more common than most people think."
"Spike. Really?" Buffy said, warning him with a disgusted look on her face.
Fred continued and said, "Um, the cybernetics require central processing to function, which means if we can crack its memory, we may find a record of everything it's done till this point."
"And maybe figure out who or what it wanted," Angel said.
There was the sound of breaking glass and everyone looked at Spike who had knocked the beaker off the shelf. "Hey! Did you-" he started to say. Off everyone's looks he held up his hands and said, "Sorry."
"Um, so far, we haven't had much luck decoding the encryption," Fred said.
"It seems to be a binary-based system, so we'll get there eventually. We just have to find the right transform variable," Knox said.
"Okay, I need you on this till we get some answers," Angel said.
"You got it," Fred said.
Eve said, "Let us know if you need more resources."
Wesley walked into the lab, followed by his father. Wes said, "Everyone, I'd like you to meet my father, Roger Wyndam-Price."
"Hello," Roger said to the group.
"Daddy, eh? I always thought Wesley was grown in some sort of greenhouse for dandies," Spike said.
"Spike," Roger said to him.
Spike grinned and asked, "You've heard of me?"
"No, we've met. 1963. My colleagues and I fell upon you slaughtering an orphanage in Vienna. Killed two of my men before you escaped," Roger told him.
"Oh…how've you been?" Spike said.
Angel stepped forward and said, "I didn't know your father was coming to visit, Wesley." He held out his hand and said, "I'm Angel. Pleasure to meet you."
Roger stared at Angel's outstretched hand and said, "Do you really expect me to shake that?"
"I'm not real comfortable with hugging. No. I realize this may be somewhat of a horror show to you. But I hope you can keep an open mind. We really are doing good work here."
"So I'm told. Incessantly, in fact," Roger said. He then spotted Buffy behind Angel and said, "And you must be Buffy Summers."
Buffy gave him and small smile and said, "Yeah, nice to meet you." She didn't bother to shake his hand.
"I never thought I would get to meet the slayer that gave us watchers the biggest headache ever recorded," Roger said to her.
Buffy tensed for a moment and clenched her fists. "Well, I'm not one to really go with the flow," she said after a beat.
"No, you really aren't," Roger said.
Wesley cleared his throat and said, "I heard we could be of some use."
"Of course," Fred said. "Um, we were just going over the autopsy."
"Fred, keep me posted," Angel said before grabbing Buffy's hand and leaving the lab with her. With one last glance at Wesley's father she followed Angel out.
Buffy had been in Angel's office with him when they got word that the explosive device in the cyborg had been triggered.
"What happened?" Angel asked Wesley and Fred.
Spike stepped up from behind them and said excitedly, "I can explain. Apparently, when Percy here was younger, he used to be known as 'head boy'."
"Yeah, I already knew that," Angel said.
"Right. I have nothing else to report," Spike said.
Wesley sighed and said, "I accidentally tripped the cyborg's self-destruct mechanism."
"Anyone could have made the mistake," Fred said. "Wesley was just trying to interpret some symbols for us."
"Luckily, my father was there to correct my error," Wesley said.
"Right, your father. Where is he anyway?" Angel asked.
Fred said, "Well, Lorne's keeping him entertained." She paused before continuing, "Come to think of it, that's probably not the best idea. I'll go rescue him." With that, she left the office.
"I'm finished here too," Spike said. "If you want, I can have someone type up the report about head boy."
"Get out," Angel told him.
"Suit yourself," Spike said before leaving the office.
"It was a stupid mistake," Wesley said.
"Your father's visit just rattled you," Buffy said to him gently, sitting on the edge of Angel's desk.
"I find it hard to think straight when he's around," Wesley said.
"Fathers. They can be torture sometimes," Buffy said with an understanding smile.
"Look, you should see this," Angel said handing Wesley a report. "Came from your department. Reports of assassins that sound a lot like our cyborg."
Wesley read from the report and said, "Hmm. Group of them took out a demon cabal in Jakarta. Another group destroyed the Tanmar Death Chamber. Sounds like they're doing our work for us."
"These are good guys?" Buffy asked.
"I don't know. I should reference this with the markings we found, find some clues as to their origin," Wesley said.
"Get on it," Angel told him. "If these guys are on our side, then somebody should tell them before they start trying to kill us again."
Wesley nodded and left the office with the report. Buffy watched him go and said to Angel, "Wesley's dad really doesn't like me," her eyes still of the door through which Wes just exited.
"Why do you say that?" Angel asked, looking over some papers on his desk.
Buffy looked to Angel incredulously and said, "Did you see the way he treated me? 'You gave us watchers the biggest headache ever recorded'," she said imitating Roger Wyndam-Price.
"Yeah well I think he's kind of an idiot," Angel said, still reading over some papers.
Buffy snapped her eyes to him and said in a surprised voice, "What?"
Angel sighed and looked up at her. "Times change. Believe me, I know. Things aren't the same as when the Watcher's Council formed thousands of years ago. All due respect to Wesley and his father, but he's foolish for thinking that system could go on forever." Angel paused and looked at Buffy who was looking down at her hands. Angel covered one of her tiny hands with his and said, "What you did was brilliant. Giles sees that, and if Roger can't then that's his loss."
Buffy smiled at her boyfriend, glad that he could always make her feel better when she was down. She was about to say thanks when the office suddenly lost power and an alarm blared.
Buffy and Angel walked into the lobby as an alarm sounded through the entire building.
"What's happening?" Angel asked Gunn who was in the lobby as well.
"We've lost power, communications," Gunn told him.
"All right, can somebody please shut off the-" Angel said as the alarm shut off. "That's better."
"Doesn't that mean we've lost security…" Buffy said.
Spike appeared suddenly in the lobby next to the elevator and said, "Uh, something's wrong with the elevator."
"Get security online," Angel said. "I need to know if this is a false alarm."
Suddenly cyborgs descended into the lobby, surrounding the group. "I'm thinking it's not a false alarm," Gunn said.
Angel, Buffy, and Gunn began fighting the cyborgs. Gunn was able to punch one out but another one attacked. Buffy saw that Gunn was struggling against a cyborg but was busy fighting off her own. They were putting up quite the fight and it was difficult to get the upper hand. A cyborg knocked Angel down, but Roger Wyndam-Price appeared and was able to knock the cyborg away from Angel with a chair. Roger offered Angel his hand to help him stand.
"Thanks," Angel said, getting up.
"Angel," Fred said. "Wesley's on the roof. He needs your help."
"Hey, Gunn," Angel said. "Go find out what's happening with security."
Buffy said, "Fred, there are people down, we should see who's injured."
"Good idea. I'll go find Wes," Angel said before walking away.
"I'm coming with you," Roger said, following Angel.
"Look, I don't have time-" Angel started to say.
"He's my son," Roger said.
"Oh, uh, Eve's stuck in the elevator," Spike added.
"So tell maintenance," Gunn said as everyone went their respective ways; Angel and Roger to the roof, Gunn to get security, and Fred and Buffy to assess injuries.
"Right. Well where the bloody hell is maint-" Spike started to say. He sighed and continued, "Oh, to be honest I don't even care."
Buffy helped a paramedic lift an employee on a stretcher as Fred was kneeling next to another employee, holding an ice pack to their head. "Wesley's dad picked a great day to visit, huh?" Buffy asked Fred.
"Yeah, poor guy," Fred said, glancing at Buffy who kneeled next to Fred, looking at the employee's head injury.
"Why'd he even visit anyway?" Buffy asked. "I don't really see Roger Wyndam-Price as the type to make the trek from the motherland to LA for some quality time with his son."
"Wesley said something about an evaluation. I guess the Watcher's Council is reforming," Fred said. She looked at Buffy and asked, "Wait, shouldn't you know that?"
Buffy just stared at Fred and said, "Yes. If that was actually happening…which it's not."
"Well then why…" Fred trailed off, puzzled.
Realization dawned on Buffy's face and she said, "Either Giles isn't telling me something or Wesley's father isn't here for the reason he says he is. Come on, let's go." Buffy got up and headed for the roof, followed by Fred.
When Buffy and Fred walked out onto the roof they saw Angel lying on the ground, clearly in discomfort and Wesley and Roger squared off with each other, guns drawn.
"Wesley!" Fred called.
"Fred…get out of here," Wesley said to her.
Buffy spotted Angel on the ground and ran over to him, kneeling by his side, followed closely by Fred. "What the hell is going on?" Buffy asked.
"You know what that vampire is and what he's done, and you follow him anyway?" Roger asked.
"Maybe I know what I'm doing," Wesley said. "Why can't you trust that?"
"You disgrace yourself with the Council, you join forces with him and that slayer, and you have the nerve to ask me why I can't trust you?" Roger asked.
"I've done everything you ever asked, and I've done it well," Wesley said.
"I asked for this, hmm? I wanted to be humiliated?" Roger said.
"No, I suppose I don't know what you really wanted," Wesley said, stepping closer to his father, gun still drawn. "You never had any use for me as a child, and you can't bear the thought of me as an adult. Tell me father, what is it that galls you so, that I was never as good at the job as you…or that I just might be better?"
"Oh yes, this is Los Angeles. We have to talk about our feelings. Then maybe we'll hug," Roger said.
"It's doubtful," Wesley told him as the sound of helicopters approaching got louder.
"Hand me that staff," Roger said. Buffy took her attention away from Angel to notice Wes was holding a small wooden staff that had a large crystal on top.
"No," Wesley told him.
"Now, don't make me shoot you," Roger said.
Wesley walked to the edge of the roof and said, "Go ahead."
"Do you know how powerful that thing is?" Roger said.
"I don't care," Wesley said.
"I will kill you for it. Please believe me." As Roger said this, the helicopter hovered over the roof, shining everyone in a bright light.
"Oh, I believe you. I was raised by you, after all," Wesley said. He held the staff over the edge of the roof and said, "But I drop this, the crystal shatters, and Angel is restored. So I reckon whether I live or die, your plan had failed."
"I see," Roger said. "Well then…maybe if it's someone you care about…" Roger grabbed Fred and pointed the gun at her head. Buffy stood up, about to step in and help when Wesley shot at his father. Buffy gasped and stepped back, staring at the scene in front of her. Wesley kept shooting at his father until his gun was empty. Roger fell to the ground and the helicopter left the area.
Wesley walked up to his father's body and stared at it. He then stumbled away, dropping his gun, and vomited behind a vent. Buffy and Fred watched him, concerned, until they heard a buzzing coming from Roger's body. They watched in disbelief as the image of Roger Wyndam-Price shimmered and dissolved into that of a cyborg.
Buffy walked into Angel's office with a glass of water. She sat on the arm of the couch next to Angel and handed him the glass. He was holding his stomach and still looked uncomfortable.
"How are you doing?" Buffy asked.
"Well, you know what the worst part about losing your free will is?" Angel said.
"Having no control over your body?" Buffy offered.
"Well, there's that and…you get really nauseous," Angel said.
Buffy frowned and said, "It should wear off soon, you just need some rest."
Wesley walked in the office and Angel asked him, "Any idea where these things came from? What they were trying to do with me?" Wesley shook his head and sat down on the couch next to Angel. "Great," Angel continued. "Like we don't have enough to worry about. Now the good guys may be after us too."
"We have to assume we crossed some powerful forces when we took over this company," Wesley said.
"They're all trying to bring us down," Angel said. "The perception is that we're weak."
"No, the perception is I'm weak," Wesley said. "That's why they went for me."
"They're wrong," Angel said. "You do what you have to do to protect the people around you. To do what you know is right, regardless of the cost. You know, I never really understood that. You're the guy who makes all the hard decisions, even if you have to make 'em alone."
"Right now I feel like the guy who shot his own father," Wesley said.
"Well, it was just a robot with a fancy glamour," Buffy said.
"That thing knew everything about me," Wesley said.
"You know, if they had access to the Watcher's Council's old files, they'd have your background information, character assessments…" Buffy said, trailing off.
"Psychological profiles," Wesley said. "Everything they'd need."
"Well, like I said…don't beat yourself up," Angel said. "Oh…you know…I killed my actual dad. It was one of the first things I did when I became a vampire."
Buffy grimaced and Wes just stared at Angel. "I hardly see how that's the same situation," he said.
Angel nodded and said, "Yeah, I didn't really think that one through. You should get some rest."
"So should you," Wesley said, standing up.
"Just where I was about to take him," Buffy said, helping Angel up off the couch. "Come on big guy," she said, leading him to the elevator.
Wesley walked into the lobby and saw Spike waiting for him.
"Heard what happened up top, offing your dad and all," Spike told him. "Don't know if you know this, but, uh…I killed my mum. Actually, I'd already killed her, and then she tried to shag me, so I had to-"
Wesley held up his hands, stopping Spike from continuing. "Thank you. I'm…very comforted. Right."
As Wesley walked off towards his office Spike said, "Just tryin' to help!" He then looked around the empty lobby and asked no one in particular, "Wonder if anyone got Eve?" He then shrugged and left the lobby.
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