Callie fell to her knees, and oddly, besides the weakness she felt great. Free of her concience, she turned to Angel and he smiled back at her. He grabbed her and kissed her lips with rough passion. They were going to rule together.
Even as this was happening, Angel and Callie were fighting for control. They quickly gave up, deciding to save it for when the time was right. And it could count for something. It was weird though, they were watching what took place around them from the back of their minds.
They only hoped that they wouldn't hurt their friends.
Giles had been right. The first thing the Master had done was send Callie and Angel after the slayerettes. They saw Willow and were filled with glee. The Masters control over them was almost complete. They were a little shocked when Buffy jumped out of the bushes. Buffy managed to pin Angel and was about to hit him with a piece of wood when she faltered. Angel fought to the surface. "Buffy! Do it! While I still have control!" Buffy swung the branch connecting with Angels' head. She fell to her knees next to him. She kissed him and then tied his hands. She stood up, Xander, Willow and Giles really had their hands full with Callista. Callie knocked Xander down and wrapped her hands around his throat. Suddenly she screamed and threw herself off. She looked up at Buffy. "Buffy! Now! I can't control this much longer and you'll need our strength later!" Buffy nodded and brought the club down on Callista. The teens stood there, feeling numb. It never got any easier to fight your friends. Even if you were the Slayer.
Later, after they had moved Callie and Angel into the library, and they were safely tied to chairs, they began to make preparations for the spell. Callie and Angel would have to be put into a trance like state for the spell to work. In a trance their true personalities could surface. The only thing was it could only be done on one person at a time. They decide on helping Callie first so that she could then help Angel break free.
Waiting until they regained conciousness, Giles did the ritual that would put Callista into a trance, then came the difficult part. Breaking the Masters' control. Giles began to chant and the girl in front of him began to writhe. Everyone in the room could feel Callie fighting for control with everything she was. Buffy knew that she wasn't doing it for herself, she was fighting for Angel. The girl in front of the slumped as Giles finished the chant. Everyone held their breath waiting for a sign. They got one. The girl flexed her muscles and the ropes snapped. The look in her eyes, promised revenge for the pain she suffered. The Slayerettes felt a stab of fear, which quickly faded as Callista knelt in front of Angel and kissed him gently. She stood and turned to those behind her. "Now. Lets get Angel back."
As Giles looked at the girl, even he had to admit she looked dangerous. She was dressed in tight leather pants, a teeny tiny v-neck shirt, boots, and a leather jacket. Her brief loss of control had changed her clothing preferences slightly. Everything was her except the pants. She seemed to sense his thoughts and looked down at herself. "Ick! What was I thinking!"
With that the last of the tension and doubt was gone and Callie found herself at the bottom of a dog pile made up of her happy friends. She laughed and finally worked her way free. "Now guys, we have an Angel to bring back." The nodded and once again she knelt in front of the vampire. She grasped his chin in small hands and made him meet her eyes. "Giles" she said, never taking her eyes from Angels', "get going." She held his eyes reinforcing the trance. When that was in place Giles began to chant. Callie focused and reached for Angel mentally. With her added strength he broke free easily. His body slumped in the chair as Callies' had. When he opened his eyes he found himself looking into Callistas' green ones. "Callie."
She pulled a small knife out of her pockets and cut away the ropes. "Welcome back Angel." Without warning he stood and wrapped his arms around her, lifting her off the ground. She was surprised when Willow and Buffy joined the hug. Everything seemed so perfect right then. She didn't want to return to reality. She was safe in Angels' arms as he held the three of them. Slowly she backed away smiling as she turned and launched herself at Xander and oz, hugging them. He was so shocked he stood there for a moment, then returned the hug. Finally Callista turned away ran into the back room and returned a few minutes later in a pair of her tight fitting jeans that she loved so much.
She smiled as she came into the room. "Do you guys want to do some damage? I think the Master could use a wake up call." She looked at her friends. "I've had it. I'm ending it. It starts tonight. I'm not running, or hiding anymore. I won't let him hurt the people I care about anymore. Tonight is the warning after this. It's war."
The Master was *not* happy. Callista and Angelus had been on a vampire killing spree the night before. He had never realized what a skilled hunter she was. She had always repressed that side of her. Now she embraced it. If she wasn't fighting him, he would have enjoyed her viciousness. But now he wanted her dead.
None of the Slayerettes could believe it. Callista reveled in every vampire she killed. Only Angel wasn't surprised. He was worried. He knew she was repressing how scared she was. How much this hurt. He just had to hope she could keep it together.
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