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[wickedslayer]

Took me and Wes a wicked long time but we finally managed to convince Cor to go confront Soul Boy with us. I, for one, was sick and tired of sittin' around and talkin' to the polite fridge while Angel was goin' off the deep end. Didn't really get why Cordelia was so scared to just go and ask him what the fuck his problem was. In the last month or

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[fredburkle]

I nodded and made a face, "She called me from the hospital, said she was scared that Angel was going to kill her and could I come pick her up and take her home." I sat down at the tiny kitchen table and looked up at Wesley, "So of course I did. We don't know what's going on with Angel right now and Harmony...we'll, she's pretty defenseless, so I went, picked her up and took her home."

I still couldn't believe she'd kissed me..maybe it had been the sedative that made her do it. "She asked me up for coffee, I accepted and we chatted for a bit about her unicorns and her dad. Then she told me I was 'really pretty'. And that sort of...caught me off guard so I decided to go home."

I made another face, "So she walked me to the door, I turned to say good-bye and she kissed me just as she shoved me into her hallway. It was...just...not right." I shook my head, "I'm thinking it was her sedatives, or her concussion, or a spell...or...something." I looked up at Wesley's face and looked at the floor. He looked confused. He was confused? How about me? Harmony kissed me...woah.

[wickedslayer]

I hung back near Cordelia as the two lovebirds made with their smooching and talking and carrying on. Fuck, this was boring. Not to mention weird considering my morning with Cordelia. I gave Cor an awkward look as the two of us met eachother's eyes for a second and then walked up to Fred and Wes.

"Hi." I said bluntly. "This is all wicked interesting and everything, but do you think we could get to the part about Angel flipping the fuck out sometime today?"

[buffys_bitch]

I pop through the wall and find there's a little tea party going on without me. Had been coming to see if Fred and Wes were here, since they hadn't been at Percy's. Had needed to see them to, well, talk about Angel, let them know what I'd learnt.

Faith, and Cordy, huh? Well the gang's all here, or most of the gang, Gunn being gone for good.

"This is all wicked interesting and everything, but do you think we could get to the part about Angel flipping the fuck out sometime today?"

"He hasn't flipped out." I pipe up. "Not really. Well alright, when I left him he was pounding a werewolf into iddy biddy pieces and calling it Wes, and Cordy and such. But I don't think he's gaga crazy."

[__visiongal]

"He was calling it--" I pause, look at Spike. Spike who just... Walked through a wall. Is nobody else fixating on that?

"Where did you leave him?" They all look at me and I can almost tell what they're thinking. Change of heart - big change of heart.

Change of heart because... Because despite what happened, Angel's my best friend. I loved him. Am still in love with him, partly, I think... I owe him that much. "I need to talk to him. We need to talk to him. I think gaga crazy is, if it hasn't happened already, a couple of steps away. Hence the sending of people to kill me and Faith dead." I say, as if that needs confirming.

[_wes_pryce_]

Alright, now I'm getting not only confused, and not to mention very worried. Al signs indicate that we are indeed dealing with Angelus. Though Spike doesn't seem to be all that worried. That could be just Spike though. It's not as if I actually really know the fellow.

"He's shredding a werewolf calling it by our names," I wave between Cordelia and myself, exchanging a look with her, "and you don't think that's...'gaga crazy?" I give him an incredulous look at that.

Pulling Fred closer I sigh. At least we're all here and safe for now, except for Gunn that is. "Alright we need to figure out what to do exactly." When dealing with Anglus better not make any half arsed plans, "and we need to find out where Gunn is." I'm starting to fear the worst about Gunn. "And yes," I agree with Cordelia ."We do need to talk to him. But you're not going alone." Over my dead body. And from the looks of it Faith's as well.

[__visiongal]

"Yeah, Wes," I nod, "Trying not to fix on that whole shredding-and-calling-it-by-our-names part." Because that? Would lie the way of wiggage.

Wes probably doesn't understand why he's being mock-shredded by his friend. He gets the Connor thing - or at least how much I explained - but I kinda left out the parts where he's a big kid... Napper.

"So, game plan. We need to go find Angel, talk some sense into him then find Gunn, great. Only..." I look at Wes and then Faith in turn, "I do need to talk to him. Alone. Eventually, anyway. Not at first 'cause, y'know, he could still suck off my face through my neck."

[prodigal_slayer]

"No way." I shook my head at C, terrified of the thought of her talkin' to Soul Boy alone. Why exactly was that anyway? Cause Angel was clearly goin' mental and I didn't want him to hurt Cordy? Or was it something else....Okay, I was pissed off now for real. Needed to put the hurt on someone, preferably a souled or unsouled vampire that we all knew.

"He tried to kill us, there's no way in hell you're talkin' to him alone." I knew my words were totally pointless cause Cor would do what she wanted anyway. "'Sides, I'm the only one rockin' superpowers currently. Maybe I should just go find him." Too bad Spike wasn't gonna do me any good, bein' all Casperfied and everything.

"How do we make you a real boy again?" I asked Spike point blankly. I still remembered the last time I went up against Angelus, I was gonna need some backup if Angel really had lost his soul.

[__visiongal]

"Only one rockin' superpowers?" I asked, softly, "Hi, do you remember those in the room that can currently glow." She'd seen what I'd done to those guys. Why the hell was she--

Oh. I looked at Faith for a moment, wondering if she was-- Worried. She was worried?

"I'm not saying now. I'm just... Sooner or later. Preferably later, please." I nodded, then turned towards Spike, wondering if anyone was ever gonna fill me in on how he was suddenly able to walk through walls.

[buffys_bitch]

Cordy is giving me this look like she's half cocked, but then I realise it's because she doesn't know why I'm all ghostified.

"Long story, love. Tragic really, but the jist of it is I fried up in order to seal the hellmouth over Sunnydale, and now I get to haunt people and be completely soddin' useless. How was your coma thing?" I asked, not in the mood to share the ups and well mostly the downs of being lacking in a corporeal body.

Then I turn to Wes, my face sobering.

"You won't find Gunn. He's gone, a lost cause. Charlie boy was a good bloke and I'm sorry, but he got in the way of Angel's plans." I look down, not wanting to go into further detail. Problem was that underneath it all, I did understand why Angel might have done it.

"Listen, he's not Angelus. He's Angel ,with soul intact. He's got some grandiose plan, not sure what exactly, but the stakes are extremely high and I do think he believes it is for everyone's good. Absurd as that sounds."

[__visiongal]

"Long story, love. Tragic really, but the jist of it is I fried up in order to seal the hellmouth over Sunnydale, and now I get to haunt people and be completely soddin' useless. How was your coma thing?"

"You got fried and closed the Hellmouth?" Wow, I guess I underestimated Spike. I mean, here I was thinking he was evil, only after some serious neck and here he is the guy closing the Hellmouth.

"The coma was. Weird." I shrug, smiling. "Nice to be awake again. Y'know, among the land of the living. Even if that happens to be the on-the-run-living..."

And then he says it. I don't have to look at Fred or Wes to know the room is closing in on them too. A lost cause. Gunn. He got in the way of Angel's plans and-- Spike doesn't think he's evil?

"So what you're saying is that Gunn's dead and that Angel did that believing it was the right thing?" Flashback. Stakes being high, Angel cutting every one off because of none other than Wolfram and Hart.

Oh my God. Oh my God. Everything is starting to fall into place - the reason he was having me watched, the reason he was trying to cut us all off. "He's not Angelus." I don't even need to see him to know that. I know the situation all too well.

"Goddamn knucklehead vampire! I can just picture him right now!" I say, starting to pace, "This is what he gets for starting to work for Evil Law Firm number one..." And along with the huge sense of fear? There's a strange sense of pride. Angel mightn't have planned the job at Wolfram and Hart but he sure as hell planned the big finish.

[fredburkle]

I squeezed Wesley's hand and shook my head, "No...he wouldn't. Not without us...it would be..suicide." I looked at everyone in the room and swallowed. Angel...taking them all on? Why...?

I shook my head and started heading for the door. I opened my closet door and pulled out an axe and then stared at everybody, "So? What are we waiting for? We're not going to let him go in there alone are we? Let's go help him....fast."

[wickedslayer]

I was following only about half of what was going on and honestly it was kinda pissing me off. While we sat around bitching about Angel he could be off half cocked trying to kill other people, or more likely getting himself killed. Looking up I grinned when I saw Fred standing there with an axe.

"I'm with Texas." I said quickly. "Let's get the hell out of here and figure out what's going on with Angel." I looked over at Cordelia for a second waiting for....something. I wasn't sure what but I was annoyed that I was waiting on her.

Shaking my head I walked to the door and disapeared behind it, waiting for the rest of them to stop standing around and follow me. We had a vampire to go confront and I was sick of coolin' my jets.