Never was a good bluff
Angel left and so that left Wesley and I alone and wondering if we both needed to go over to the hotel now. In no way did I want to leave Wesley alone here by himself. Not simply because he was blind even though that was part of the reason, but because I knew that he'd stumble around the place until he found his favorite amber liquid, sit on the couch and think way too much about all that's happened over the past few weeks. No one deserved to be alone like that right now. In the end we both decided to go, but I wondered if he really wanted to go. I knew there was a part of him that would much rather just stay here and sit in the dark-.. well, sit with the lights off and drink until he was good and drunk.
Once we actually got ready to go, we went outside and drove Wesley's car back to the hotel. Have to say that's it had been a while since I did a lot of driving. What with being at Wolfram and Hart only driving as little as I could and then usually having someone else drive me around whenever I left the hotel, sometimes it was strange driving around this city. Give me dirt, country roads with fields as far as the eye could see any day. If I had to do this often enough, I bet I could develop a pretty good sense of road rage.
Finally arriving at the hotel, we walked inside and for a moment I wasn't sure what to do. Should I just leave him here and try to find Cordelia? I didn't see anyone else in the lobby and I'm sure Angel was either here tucked up in his room or off somewhere else doing.. something. As for everyone else I was just taking Angel's word on where they were. Out somewhere besides here. All except for Cordelia that is. Glancing around the lobby, I sighed and looked to the stairs. "It's way too quiet in here," I said quietly almost afraid to say something too loud that it might echo and disturb the nothing that we both heard.
Should I just leave him here in the lobby or the office? Alone. I hated that. If this was any time but now he'd be back in that office reading one of those books of his, but this was now and not then. What was that saying? Play with the cards you've been dealt. Well, what happens when the cards you've been dealt just plain stink and you can't even get a pair of twos from them? I guess you do what any good card player does. You bluff and hope the rest of the players don't catch on.
I hated just leaving him here by himself, but what else was there to do? I needed to go talk with Cordy and I had a feeling that the conversation would go more smoothly if it was just the two of us. Sighing, I turned to him and shrugged a bit. We decided he'd stay here and I hoped someone would come in soon. Walking with him towards the office, I glanced back to the door again. "I'm sure Lorne or Charles will be in soon.." Hopefully. "Or Angel.. I thought he said he was coming back here." Who knows with him. Smiling slightly, I leaned forward and kissed his cheek. "Guess I should get upstairs," I said to him. "See you in a bit then?"
Turning, I started towards the stairs and stopped a few steps up and watched him reach out and find the desk. Sighing again, I looked forward and continued up the stairs. The walk down the hallway to Cordy's room seemed much shorter than it normally did for some reason. Maybe it was because I had no idea what I was supposed to or going to say. At her door, I lifted a hand and hesitated a moment before knocking softly.
"Cordy? It's me, Fred. Mind if I come in?"
Once we actually got ready to go, we went outside and drove Wesley's car back to the hotel. Have to say that's it had been a while since I did a lot of driving. What with being at Wolfram and Hart only driving as little as I could and then usually having someone else drive me around whenever I left the hotel, sometimes it was strange driving around this city. Give me dirt, country roads with fields as far as the eye could see any day. If I had to do this often enough, I bet I could develop a pretty good sense of road rage.
Finally arriving at the hotel, we walked inside and for a moment I wasn't sure what to do. Should I just leave him here and try to find Cordelia? I didn't see anyone else in the lobby and I'm sure Angel was either here tucked up in his room or off somewhere else doing.. something. As for everyone else I was just taking Angel's word on where they were. Out somewhere besides here. All except for Cordelia that is. Glancing around the lobby, I sighed and looked to the stairs. "It's way too quiet in here," I said quietly almost afraid to say something too loud that it might echo and disturb the nothing that we both heard.
Should I just leave him here in the lobby or the office? Alone. I hated that. If this was any time but now he'd be back in that office reading one of those books of his, but this was now and not then. What was that saying? Play with the cards you've been dealt. Well, what happens when the cards you've been dealt just plain stink and you can't even get a pair of twos from them? I guess you do what any good card player does. You bluff and hope the rest of the players don't catch on.
I hated just leaving him here by himself, but what else was there to do? I needed to go talk with Cordy and I had a feeling that the conversation would go more smoothly if it was just the two of us. Sighing, I turned to him and shrugged a bit. We decided he'd stay here and I hoped someone would come in soon. Walking with him towards the office, I glanced back to the door again. "I'm sure Lorne or Charles will be in soon.." Hopefully. "Or Angel.. I thought he said he was coming back here." Who knows with him. Smiling slightly, I leaned forward and kissed his cheek. "Guess I should get upstairs," I said to him. "See you in a bit then?"
Turning, I started towards the stairs and stopped a few steps up and watched him reach out and find the desk. Sighing again, I looked forward and continued up the stairs. The walk down the hallway to Cordy's room seemed much shorter than it normally did for some reason. Maybe it was because I had no idea what I was supposed to or going to say. At her door, I lifted a hand and hesitated a moment before knocking softly.
"Cordy? It's me, Fred. Mind if I come in?"