Bel awoke a little disoriented (to say the least). He was clinging tightly to Anders, and Phoebe was on the other side of the bed doing the same thing. His head ached a little from residual sugar crash.

Then he remembered waking up five or six years old Saturday morning. Going off and searching for Phoebe when she wandered off. Returning that ( Read more... )

When the Source of All Evil woke Monday morning, he was very disoriented for a moment. Where had the weekend gone? One minute he was killing the Slayer, then the next....

( And then it all came rushing back. (Cut for linkdrop) )

Well, that hadn't gone as planned.

He'd gone to Veronica and Piper's apartment and shapeshifted into a CD rack to spy on them shut up, it's canon after Cally, Mac, and Lindsey arrived. When they'd headed to the party, he'd mingled with the crowd, keeping an eye on them and waiting for opportunity, which presented itself Veronica, Piper, and Cam ( Read more... )

The Source stood in the doorway to the bedroom, watching Phoebe sleep. He idly bounced a ball of fire in his hand. He should kill her and be done with it. The Charmed Ones were his greatest enemy. They could possess the power to vanquish him. But he couldn't bring himself to do it ( Read more... )

Bel woke up Monday morning and gave the-still-sleeping girlfriend an equally sleepy kiss. She hadn't been feeling well last night so, after going to see Dr. Wilson about his headaches, he'd gone to Caritas alone. He seen Seely in a dress (the horror) and talked to AndersSpending today snuggling in bed seemed like a good idea. But that, ( Read more... )

Bel blinked in confusion as he looked down at the suitcase on his bed. He didn't remember packing it. He'd visited the fourth floor common room that morning, and talked to Dean, Dawn, Cally, and Alanna, then headed into town to talk to Dr. Wilson about his headaches. Then he'd gone to see Anders to set things straight between them. That memory ( Read more... )

Bel returned to his room after talking to Phale and made a couple phone calls. He didn't like the idea of bringing people with him into the Underworld, but he didn't want Phoebe to kill him, either. Hopefully everything would go smoothly and he could find his father's soul and finally lay him to rest.

He couldn't help but think of Schrodinger's ( Read more... )

Bel felt like he had jetlag. He'd left earlier that afternoon for Tortall, and three days had passed while he was there. When he returned to Fandom, however, it was only late Friday afternoon.

It had been good to see Angel, though not so good telling him about what had happened. He'd talked to Isabel, too, and met some of Alanna's friends. ( Read more... )

Bel was not hiding in his room. He was studying. Finals were coming up pretty soon, right?

It was just convenient that his room was an Anders-free zone.

So far, as near as he could tell, only a few people knew about his new status. Phoebe, of course, and he'd talked to Blair and Wilson. Marty knew, and it wouldn't be a jump to assume that he' ( Read more... )

Bel was glad the weekend was over.

Friday night, Phoebe had gone out to spend some time with Lana. But she didn't come home. After checking with Jim and finding that Lana hadn't come home that night, either, he'd gone looking for them. He didn't find them, but he did run into a group of trolls in town. When his fireballs had proven ineffective ( Read more... )