Disclaimer: I do not own any of the BTVS characters in this story, they are the property of Joss Whedon and The WB.

Sarah ran from her father and hid in a nearby barn. It was dark and as she passed the stables, she spotted a lantern. After she had lit it, she sat down on a bench and waited. She was worried about Angel. Where is he? She hoped he was okay.

The barn doors suddenly opened.

"Angel?" She asked.

"Sorry, wrong person," said a voice that Sarah knew all too well.

She stood up and backed away. "Where is he? What did you do to him?"

"Where we were before. He put up one hell of a fight but in the end he didn't win."

Tears welled up in her eyes and she tried to run but before she could leave he grabbed her tightly by the arm.

"Let go of me!" She yelled and then managed to get herself out of his grasp.

As she tried to run out of the barn, she felt something hard hit the back of her head and everything went black. The lantern fell out of her hand and rolled over into the hay, catching it afire. Sarah's father exited out of the barn, leaving Sarah in the barn to burn.

Angel woke up slowly and began to survey his surroundings. Where was he? Then the memories hit him, the fight with that other man and...

"Sarah," he said and got up to find her. What got his attention was the smoke going up in the sky, he ran towards it.

He reached the barn to see it start to go up in flames.

"Sarah!" he yelled.

When there was no answer he decided to go into the barn. When he was inside, he saw the limp form of Sarah lying on the floor, he ran to her and gathered her up in his arms as he carried her unconscious body out of the burning barn. He laid her gently on the ground, still cradling her small frame in his arms. From the corner of his eye, he saw Sarah's father.

He slowly stood up and turned towards the older man.

"I thought I killed you," he said, "Next time your not going to be so lucky." He pulled out a sharp knife. "Up for a second round?"

Angel glanced at Sarah worriedly.

"Oh, don't worry about her. She's not going anywhere," he said and then he charged at him.

Angel sidestepped him and punched him hard in the nose. Blood trickled down his nose.

"Is that all you got boy?!" He said and popped him in the jaw.

As the man threw another punch towards Angel's face, Angel blocked it and flipped him over onto his back. The man took the knife and made a large cut into the flesh of Angel's arm. Angel twisted his wrist around, forcing him to drop the knife. After he lost his knife, he punched Angel in the gut and got out of his grasp.

While the fight went on, Sarah awoke, moaning in pain. She looked up to see Angel and her father fighting one another.

Her father noticed that she had just woken up. Angel seemed to be beating her father into a bloody pulp. In desperation, he quickly grabbed his knife after knocking down Angel and grabbed Sarah. She struggled wildly under his grasp and he held a knife to her throat. Angel was up on his feet in seconds.

"I wouldn't move if I were you," he said, "If you do, I'll slit her throat."

"Father please...." She cried.

"You would kill your own daughter?" Angel asked.

"Of course I would. She means nothing to me," he said.

"Let her go and maybe I won't kill you," Angel said angrily, hiding the fear in his voice.

"Now who has the upper hand?" he laughed. Sarah closed her eyes, waiting for the knife to slice the flesh of her throat. But before he could, he felt a sharp pain in his back and he dropped to the ground as the darkness took over him.

Sarah felt his grasp on her loosen and she turned around to see her father lying on the ground with a knife poking into his back. As she stared at her father's dead body, she felt Angel's arms wrap around her.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

She nodded her head 'NO'.

Angel looked up to see two young men standing a few feet in front of him. "What are the two of you doing here?" Angel asked.

"Sarah's mother told us what was going on," Harlen said.

"We thought you might need a little help," Duncan told him, "I guess I was right."

"Here," Harlen said and handed Angel a cloak. He wrapped it tightly around Sarah. "We'll see you tomorrow, Angelus." The two friends made their way home.

"You can stay with me tonight," Angel said.

"Okay."

Angel and Sarah walked together through the dark night.