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[_wes_pryce_]

After I had finally managed to get Fred out of her self made cave, known to some of us as bedroom, we had a nice lunch. She told me about her parents, her childhood and several other things. It was nice and...normal. Just two people having lunch and talking. Nothing about demons, of fighting evil, or vampires or Pylea. Though, of course that was

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[wickedslayer]

Didn't know what to do after that scene in the lobby. I should run, go away, something. Should get the fuck out of here and head....somewhere. Cor and Angel were the only two pullin' for me and now I'd gone and fucked it all up by having really violent kinky sex with Angel. But it wasn't my fault...or something! Fuck me!

Here I was playin' the whore all over again and I hadn't even meant to. With Soul Boy in that warehouse? We tore that place and eachother completely apart. I still was wandering around in my ripped and torn clothes, a bite marks painfully obviously. Fuck! What the hell had happened?

I was about to snap when I stopped and head someone say my name. Soft British voice say my name. Oh great, one more person to condemn me, tell me I've done wrong. Like I didn't already know.

"No." I said quietly. "Everything's cool." Didn't wanna freak him out, and that's all I ever did.

[_wes_pryce_]

Glancing over to Fred, worried, I pull her behind me automatically. I don't know why, I guess it's a reflex when it comes to being near Faith. Especially when she' looking like this. 'Cool', right and the mood is made out of cheese.

"Yes," I say dryly, crossing my arms over my chest and looking at her over the rim of my glasses. "Because you look like this on a daily basis. New fashion sense?" Shaking my head I look back at the hotel. I have this odd idea it might be saver outside for the moment. Wonder what the hell happened now.

"What happened, Faith. Demon? Did you and Angel go out on patrol? Is he alright?" Are you alright. She's still standing so physically she seems fine, albeit a little beat up. I suppose that's nothing new to her as a Slayer. Though there's this look in her eyes, wild, lost, what happened?

[wickedslayer]

My eyes followed Wesley's hand as he pulled Fred behind him automatically. That's right, protect your girl from the psycho. Better off for her, I had a tendancy to fuck people up in every possible way. Case in example, right in front of my fucking face.

"He's...fine. Although possibly a new father. I'm not too sure on that one." Hey, good plan. Change the subject, talk about that weird blond chick and the mess in the lobby. Not about the fact that a few hours ago I was ready to stake Angel or possibly fuck him all the way into next Tuesday.

"No demon. Just a vampire who gave birth on the floor of the lobby." Good job. Distract the watcher with something shiner. Sometimes I am too good for my own good. Or something.

[_wes_pryce_]

"Excuse me? What?" I blink at her confused, reaching behind me to take a hold of Fred's hand and squeezing it. Baby? Vampire who gave birth to a baby and Angel is the father? "What in the bloody blazes is going on there?" Vampires can't have children! And who is this vampire that, supposedly, gave birth to a baby?

Confused I look back at Faith. "And this is why you look like you've just did several rounds with a Cracklar demon? Really Faith, very amusing. Now how about telling me what's really going on."

A vampire with a child and Angel the father. Where does she come up with things like that? It's impossible, they're dead beings, they can't conceive or create new life. Has Faith gone mad? Did she get one to many hits over the head?

[fredburkle]

I peeked out from behind Wesley and looked at the brown-haired girl and said, "Vampires can have babies...? How...I mean...they're..dead. How can a vampire have a baby if it's dead? That's...that just shouldn't be possible." I looked at Wesley and then back at the girl who was glaring at me.

I went back behind Wesley so she couldn't see me, but then popped back out and asked, "Was the baby a vampire, too? Who was it? Is she alright? Who's the baby's father? Is it Angel? He has a soul, so the baby could have a soul, too...I mean...it might...but then again it might not and it might be all..evil and little. An evil little vampire baby." I looked at Wesley and the girl and made an apologetic face and went back behind Wesley.

[wickedslayer]

"Alright fine. The baby's daddy might be a lawyer too. I dunno, they were all talkin' wicked fast." I wanted to pace and chainsmoke, why was Wes and his little female Wes buggin' me? I was trying not to freak out, either that or I'd have to run off. Cause now? Now I had nothin' pulling for me. Wes didn't want me here, for good reason. Cor and Angel wanted me here, and now I'd gone and fucked it all up for real.

With a sigh I took a drag on my cigarette and leaned against the wall. Looking everywhere but at Wesley. Knew I couldn't distract him for that long. What the fuck was a Cracklar demon?

"It wasn't a Cracklar demon. Angel did this." I said in an off hand kinda way as if Angel made a regular habit of beating the fuck out of me, so no one should be surprised. No big deal, right? Move along...

[_wes_pryce_]

I blinked at Fred when she suddenly peeked out from behind me and started to fire questions at Faith. All valid questions by the way, such a smart girl. My mind was starting to wonder all these questions too, but then I put a firm halt to it. Because vampire's couldn't produce any babies.

"A Lawyer?" This was getting more and more confusing. It was a if I walked right into the middle of one of those soaps Cordelia liked to pretend she wasn't watching. And no one told me the plot, I just had to figure it out on my own.

Wait.

"Angel did this to you?" I look at her shocked. What the bloody hell? "Why...why would he do such a thing? Why do I feel as though I've been away for weeks and no one kept me up to date?" What the... Reaching behind me I grasp one of Fred's hands, squeezing it a little. "Why?"

[fredburkle]

I smiled shyly as Wesley squeezed my hand, trying to comfort me. He was such a nice man. He listened and didn't interrupt because he knew when someone needed to talk. And he was smart....really and truly and actually intelligent.

I was staring at Wesley's hand and realized it was distracting me from thinking about why a vampire might be pregnant. With a lawyer's baby? I peeked my head out, "Lawyers are bad people..but they're not really evil, are they? I mean...they can't make babies with vampires cause they're literally evil, right?" I looked up at Wesley, "Right...? Or is this something else I didn't know?"

I looked at Faith and saw how beaten up she was and frowned. Why would Angel do that to her? "Angel had to have a good reason to...." I trailed off and stuck my head back behind Wesley, because that Faith girl looked like she was about to hurt me...in a lot of different ways. Sometimes I just didn't know when to keep quiet.

[wickedslayer]

I knew I was confusing Wesley, and little Wesley who was hiding behind the real Wesley's skirt was beginin' to piss me off. Why was she hiding anyway? Was I really that scary? Maybe Wes told her all about me and I how I almost tortured him to death once. Guess that was a good reason to be scared of me

[_wes_pryce_]

"Oh dear." I glance behind me at Fred, hiding a small wince. What is going on here? First she tells me there's a vampire giving birth to a baby in the lobby, and that Angel is probably the father. And now this? Is there some curse been laid upon us? Or them rather, since I don't seem to be infected, or Fred.

Maybe it's the hotel? We've been outside for quite a while now.

"You're telling me Angel acted rather...errr...Angelus like? And that you showed signs of unprovoked violence?" I can't help but flinch a little at that one. As if she's never showed signs of unprovoked violence. Pulling off my glasses, I start to wipe them with my handkerchief while I keep looking at her. "Did something else happen. Something you're not telling me?"

I need to know everything. Bloody hell, I need my books. I need to talk to Angel and see what's going on inside the hotel. But that would mean actually going inside the hotel. Something I'd rather not do right now. Or expose Fred to for that matter.

[fredburkle]

When Wesley caught me up on the history of...everybody, he told me all about Angelus. Angel's evil alter-ego, evil twin, really really bad guy. I swallowed, and gripped the back of Wesley's jacket, "Angelus....is back?" I looked peeked around Wesley and looked at the door.

I could make it to the door before they caught me, right? And then I could go to my room and hide under my bed until all the bad people go away, right? I wanted to hide my head in the sand until everything was better.

I whispered softly, "Wesley....I'd...I'd like to go to my room now, please." I just wanted to go upstairs and hide where no one could find me. Not that there are all that many hiding places in my room, but...it was better than nothing and I could at least keep vampires out and since I hadn't invited Angel in...Angelus couldn't come in and I really wanted to go inside now. It was dark and I felt like something was watching me.

[wickedslayer]

Frowning at Wesley I wondered why he assumed that I hadn't told him anything. Maybe cause my clothes looked like they'd been ripped off? Well...maybe. But that coulda happened in a fight too, no doubt. 'Sides, I hated the way he was looking at me. Almost like he was worried and we both knew that he wasn't, or at least he shouldn't be. Besides, you should see the other guy. I really wanted to say that to him, but I thought it might be a bad idea.

Clenching my jaw I looked at his arm and reminded myself again that he had taken a bullet for me. For me. But as soon as I opened my mouth to tell him the rest the little mini Wesley from behind his skirt opened up her mouth and requested to go back upstairs. So much for that idea.

"You better get her back up to her room." I forced a dry smile. "After all it's a big bad world out here, and all." I winked at her as I took another drag off of my smoke and stepped off the porch, heading for the garden. From there....well, I didn't have one clue.

[_wes_pryce_]

Glancing after Faith, I narrow my eyes. Why do I have the idea that she hasn't told me everything? I'm torn between going after her and asking what else she wanted to say and going inside to get Fred into safety. And finding out what is going on there. Though, the lobby looks empty now. Perhaps they've moved their little soap elsewhere? I certainly hope Angel will inform us of what the bloody hell is going on. Or Cordelia for that matter