Chasing the Demons Away
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Why'd I have to do it? Open my big mouth and say something that sent Wesley off the deep end again?
And everything had been going so well.
"And thank you. That's probably the closest I’m ever gonna get to those pearly white gates.” It had been meant as a compliment, a throw-away line, not some portent of doom. But as soon as I ( Read more... )
Why'd I have to do it? Open my big mouth and say something that sent Wesley off the deep end again?
And everything had been going so well.
"And thank you. That's probably the closest I’m ever gonna get to those pearly white gates.” It had been meant as a compliment, a throw-away line, not some portent of doom. But as soon as I ( Read more... )
Lilah.
"Wesley, it's just us here. No one else. We're alone, safe. Come back to me, okay?" Lilah is talking to me? She never talked to me. When the others did, she was silent. She never accused or yelled. Though I did fail her as well. I couldn't save her. The flames they burn, but they do not cleanse. They burn and burn but never burn away what needs to be removed. Damn flames only hurt ( ... )
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After a while, Wesley raised his head tentatively to look at me, was he back?
"Lilah?"He closed in on himself even more, hunching over his knees. I hated this, how helpless I felt. Give me a case involving hard-nosed negotiations and thinly veiled threats, the applying of subtle and not so subtle pressure and I'd be your woman, but this ( ... )
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I was going to get off the bed and put it back in the jacket when he snatched it away from my hands and crumpled it up like it was just a piece of trash.
"It's meaningless now. Meaningless. This is not us anymore." Then he shucked it into the can near the bed.
I bit down hard on my lip, trying to stop myself from saying something I'd regret. Was that what the dollar meant to him now? Nothing? Everything we'd had was symbolised in that tiny scrap of paper he'd just tossed in the bin. I'd thought it meant as much to him as it had to me. And what the hell /was/ us anyway? I glanced at him and he was smiling a small crooked smile at me. I tensed up at that, suddenly unsure of where I stood.
Then Wesley gathered me into his arms, and I let him pull me close, even though I was still feeling hurt at his actions. He planted a soft kiss on my brow, which seemed an odd gesture for someone who'd just dismissed what we'd had as meaningless.
"We'll get a new one. And we'll sign it both. It'll be like a new start." I felt ( ... )
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"Would you like for me to lie to you now?""No more lies," I mutter, banning the voice to the back of my head. It was easier to do now that I had Lilah in my arms. I don't know why, or how. And to be quite honest, I didn't care. Lilah was still the queen bitch of Wolfram and Hart. She could still wipe the floor with anyone...even me. But I've seen her other side even before she died. I'd like to think that meant something, and her action just now, the look on her face when I crumpled that dollar bill ( ... )
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I hadn't lied to him. Not as much as I could have, not really. In fact, back then I'd gone out of my way not to have to lie to him.
<>"Sleep is a wonderful concept. I've heard a lot of good things about it."
I liked the way he did that, understated things. I supposed it was a british thing, but it had an appeal that wasn't wasted on me.
"Tire me out? I'm not at all tired. I don't think you could tire me out." "Oh really?" I retorted, sitting up a little and looking at Wesley with a grin. I loved a challenge, he knew that. He was encouraging me to take it on, damn the man. "We'll see about that ( ... )
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"Yes, your majesty," He replied, the lilt of laughter in his voice. I'd been about to chuckle myself when he thrust into me so hard and fast that I cried out instead, my back arching off the mattress and my fingers digging deeper into his back. This was what I needed, that feeling of being overwhelmed, control gone, just raw need and passion ( ... )
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