Rating: PG-13, may go up later
Pairing/Characters: Willow/Lindsey, AtS team
Word Count: 874 this chapter; 5,114 total
Summary: Willow goes in search of Lindsey when he suddenly disappears.
Timeline: BtVS: Post-Chosen, AtS: During Underneath (some dialog may be borrowed from the episode).
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership over these characters. I am merely borrowing them from Joss et al
Distribution: My site, the usual lists, anyone with previous permission. Anyone else - just ask.
Feedback: Yes please! It makes me happy and keeps me writing.
Author’s Note 1: Written for the Which Witch Ficathon. I didn't entirely follow my prompt - What if Willow joins Wolfram & Hart with Angel's team after leaving Sunnydale? - but I hope you enjoy it anyway.
Author’s Note 2: This is a non-direct sequel to my story Searching for Stability. I have a story in mind that takes place in Sunnydale between that one and this one, but it is currently incomplete. The main thing you need to know (if you don’t want to go read SfS) is that Willow and Lindsey met while she was in England for her magic rehab and Lindsey was there hiding from the Senior Partners after he left LA.)
Author's Note 3: For the purpose of this story, Lindsey and Eve were never lovers, just partners.
"It's not fair," Willow said, pouting, as she looked out the windows of Angel's office at the L.A. skyline. Wesley had left shortly after Angel, muttering something about seeing what Illyria was up to, so she was left alone with Eve, Lorne and Harmony. Well, Eve. The others seemed to be in no hurry to protect their Liaison, despite what they'd told Angel, and took off shortly after Wesley.
"Honey, you more than anyone should already know that life usually isn't fair," Eve said.
Turning to face her charge, Willow said, "You know, if this so-called assassin ever does come for you, maybe I should just give you to him. Lindsey wouldn't be in this mess if it weren't for you."
Eve laughed. "Believe what you want, but taking down Angel wasn't my idea. I just helped. You really don't know anything about Lindsey, do you?"
"I know that he's a good man," Willow said.
"A good man with a strong desire for vengeance where Angel's concerned. I honestly have no idea how you could be so blind to it."
Willow fidgeted. "We never really talked about Angel. I knew that it was a sore point for Lindsey so we usually avoided discussing him."
"Well, while you weren't talking about Angel, Lindsey was working out how to get back at him. Once he found out that his nemesis had been given the keys to the castle, everything just fell into place."
"And just how did Lindsey find out that Angel had taken over Wolfram & Hart? We weren't anywhere near here when that happened."
"Okay, so maybe I did pass along that little tidbit."
Willow gave in to impulse and smacked the smirk off Eve's face. "I knew you were behind it."
"First, ow. Second, and I hate to repeat myself, I didn't come up with the plan. I only passed along some information and helped put Lindsey's plan into action."
"A plan that never would have been put into action if you hadn't told him about Angel. He was happy... we were happy... before you went and opened old wounds."
"That wound never really closed. Lindsey wouldn't have been so quick to leave you to go after Angel if it were," Eve pointed out.
"Why were you even helping him? What do you have against Angel?"
"Nothing. I could care less about Angel, aside from the fact that he's made it his mission to take down my family. But I don't really hold that against him. We're not that close."
"Your family?" Willow's face scrunched up in thought. "Are you descended form the Gypsy clan that cursed him?"
"Please," Eve scoffed. "No, I'm a child of the Senior Partners."
"Then why is Angel helping you now? Why didn't he just kill you?"
"I'm immortal. He can't kill me."
"Oh, right." Eve's mouth snapped shut as she silently cursed herself for letting that truth out. "About that..."
Before she could say anything else, the building shook. Then again. And again. Like footsteps.
"He's here," Eve gasped, turning pleading eyes on Willow. "You've got to help me."
"What do you expect me to do?"
"Go talk to him. Change his mind. Blast him to pieces. I don't care, just do something."
Willow rolled her eyes but headed to the lobby nonetheless - to get away from Eve if for no other reason.
Just as Willow, and apparently Eve who was trailing her, stepped into the lobby the elevator doors opened and a tall man in a suit stepped off. He looked at the women and gave them a cold smile.
Willow turned to Eve. "Run."
Both women ran for the other bank of elevators, heading down towards the garage. They seemed to be thinking that if they could get a car they could outpace this assassin.
Eve points to a box on the wall when they entered the garage. "Keys."
Willow grabbed a random set and pressed the alarm button, frantically trying to see which car it belonged to. Finally the familiar beep of doors unlocking was heard and both women rushed towards the car. They climbed in and Willow threw the car into gear.
Just as they started to pull out of the space a bright light flashed and three bodies dropped on the hood of the car.
"What the...?" Willow shouted, stomping on the brakes and putting the car in park. She looked up and recognized the bodies rolling off the car. "Lindsey!"
Scrambling out of the car Willow rushed to where Lindsey was leaning heavily against the car.
"What did they do to you?" she asked, hugging him.
"He'll be fine," Angel said.
"Whereas we got shot and almost killed by a juiced-up S&M demon. Thanks for asking," Spike added.
Crushing Lindsey to her, Willow sobbed, "I thought I'd never see you again."
"Willow?" Lindsey asked, his arms slowly raised to wrap around her. "Are you really here?"
Willow pulled back far enough to look at him. "I'm really here. Goddess, I was so scared when I couldn't find you. Don't you ever do this to me again."
Willow leaned up and pressed her lips to Lindsey's in a desperate kiss.
"Let's get upstairs," Angel suggested.