I couldn't stay here anymore. Maybe it wasn't my place to voice my opinion on how to handle Harry, but it was annoying that they pushed me away one minute and then expected me to step in and fix shit later. You'd think that Dad of all people wouldn't do that to me since everyone does it to him, but I guess that is the way it goes. It was clear they
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I'd packed just a few things (Okay, two suitcases, but two is much better than I usually am!) and I made it downstairs just in the nick of time. Twenty minutes wasn't very long to get everything together but I didn't blame him for being in a rush. I'd left Dawn and Buffy each a message on their cellphones that I was gonna be gone for a few days and please try not to burn my office down.
"Okay, I'm here." I announced, kissing him hard on the mouth before opening the back and throwing my suitcases in there. "Where are we going?" I asked him, as I got into the passenger seat and pulled my seatbelt on.
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"We can go wherever you want. San Francisco, San Diego, wine country, Lake Tahoe, whatever you want is cool."
I wanted her to be able to decide something since I basically demanded she run off with me. Not that she would have said no. I had a feeling the situation at the hotel had been weighing on her for awhile now too.
I let out a sigh as I looked over at her and smiled, "You're what keeps me sane in the middle of this chaos. You know that right?"
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"Let's go to San Fransisco." I suggested. "I haven't been there in forever and maybe the beach will be relaxing." Two seconds too late I realized that he'd just spent the entire summer ona deserted island and probably wasn't looking forward to going back. "And there's a spa, or you know...we could just stay in the room." I smiled at him a little bit.
With a sigh I turned around to see that the hotel had completely disappeared from view now with as fast as Connor was driving. Like he was trying to escape something and I really couldn't blame him.
"Are you going to tell me what's going on now?" I asked him, threading my fingers through his on the shifter.
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"Being turned by Dad with his soul apparently made him a little different. Less with the 'i want to rip your throats out and litter the streets with the carnage of the innocent' and more with the 'it's not fair Faith was possessed and killed me and people don't trust me now' whining."
Maybe I wasn't being real fair either, but the entire situation was fucked up. Fine, we didn't stake Dad when he was Angelus, but we would have if we couldn't have returned his soul.
"Maybe..." I paused and then looked at her. "Maybe we could send him to Quor'toth. He wouldn't be stuck under the ocean, and he'd have things to feed and hunt. Demons with demons and all that stuff. It's more humane than sinking him to starve for eternity."
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"I don't really understand the problem then, except for the whole evil Wolfram and Hart thing." But Angel worked for Wolfram and Hart and okay, even I can admit that I hated that he was working there but we all managed to get over it eventually. Because I knew what kind of man Angel was and that he would be able to rise above their influence but Harry? Not so much ( ... )
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I kept my eyes on the road as I listened to her say that Wolfram and Hart was a problem. Yeah, and I was the reason he really got tangled up in it. And Harry and Faith were tangled up thanks to their family too.
"It's like if we try and ask him to stay a part of the family we put the kids and everyone at risk. But if we push him away aren't we giving Wolfram and Hart too much control over him? I don't know. It shouldn't be this hard. I should be able to stake him and that be the end of it or we should be able to put a stuff a soul into him. This current state he's in...it's frustrating."
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"I've never been to San Francisco before, have you?"
There were a lot of places she and I had yet to visit together. I needed to seriously look into arranging a proper honeymoon for us. It wasn't right that we were constantly having to help everyone else and neglecting taking time for ourselves.
"I'm not even logging into my journal for the next few days. They can call if it's an emergency, but unless there is an apocalypse, let's just forget about Los Angeles for awhile."
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"I've been there a few times when I was younger but it's been a long time." I admitted to him. "The beaches are great, it's very pretty there." Just the kind of place where we could go and escape the hellish drama of our lives for a few days. I'd have Connor unwound and relaxed in no time at all.
"Forgetting about LA for a few days? That sounds like a plan." I smiled at him, determined to forget that the last time I did that Connor ended up getting kidnapped to a hell dimension. But since he was here with me? I didn't have to worry about that, now did I?
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