Where the hell is my book.

[angelbuffy]

As Willow and Piper headed in the attic, (which I'm surprised they didn't get lost they took so long)..it seemed like forever. they were the most awkward moments I could think of in my lifetime. alright that was going a bit over board...but it was awkward. I was standing in silence next to Wesley, who had seemed to be somewhat calm..er for the

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[championbrooder]

I looked at Willow. "What do you need to me to do?" No hesitation. This was Wesley, my friend, and I needed to help him. I would do whatever it took to help cure Wesley.

[mad_poet_spike]

I was kind of miffed that Angel was being asked for help and not me. I could help too you know.

"I can also do something to help, if you need me to, Red." I told Willow.

Then again, if I stayed behind, maybe I could talk to Buffy alone...then again if she was going to babysit Wesley, that might not happen.

I waited to hear what Willow would say to my offer.

[lawfulgunn]

I heard Spike ask to help, and I didn't blame him. I was feeling highly useless myself.

"Me too, Willow. I want to do something to help besides standing here and watching him...*lowered my voice* lose it."

[angelbuffy]

Oh please.. This Gunn guy is just power happy...No strength happy. Or maybe he crumbles under tight situations. I guess I don't blame him. If it wern't for the fact that I didn't trust Wesley's outbursts..I'd want to go too. Who am I kidding. I just want to go. A lot of people mean less awkwardness, and more fighting with demons. I like contact.

That's one crazy spell they have to do..A troll toe? Or whatever it was. Who created that stuff. Why does it have to be a toe? Coulsn't be like a piece of hair? Or hair off the toe..

Ew Buffy. Ew. I think they were about to leave. I stood up

[yammerer_willow]

"No I need you guys to stay here. Too much help could get us killed. You all know that."

I said

"We have Illyria and Angel....and me...that should be enough"

[mad_poet_spike]

Bloody hell. Fine, take the wanker with you and not someone who can actually help. And what the bloody hell was I supposed to do? Play babysitter to Mr. Insane over there? I mean, I know this isn't Wesley's fault, but still. I bloody hate sittin' around and waiting!

I crossed my arms over my chest. "Fine." At least Buffy would be here.

[lawfulgunn]

I didn't like this, I wanted to be doing something. Wesley's my friend. But Willow said no. What was I going to do, force my way in? That wouldn't go over well.

I looked back at Wesley and then back to Willow, sighing. "Alright, I guess. Just hurry, okay?"

[windhampryce]

I watched them all huddle together and talk I knew what it was about and It kinda made me feel like the weak patheic wesley that I was thinking I was...I had to do something say something

"ahem...you can speak directly to me if I am to be the topic of conversation...Lest we forget I was the brains of angel investigations and... *thinks I have NO idea whats going on with me*
"well are there any leads what is happening, something I can do? I dont appreciate being gawked at when I might be doing something to improve the situation"
I stared at them to see what there reactions would be

[angelbuffy]

I turned around after trying to lock eyes with Angel. Yeah.. Wesley is losing it. I looked at him, then headed over there again, sitting next to him.

"Welsey, we're just trying to plan out how we're gonna heal you."

There was no use lying to him. What was there to lie about? Instead of a troll toe, we need a finger? Please.

And if I wasn't mistaken, Angel investigations was gone. ..The business was over, of course it was possible that I knew less of what I thought I did. Maybe I'll keep my mouth shut in that area.

"Just sit tight Wesley. We'll figure this whole thing out."

Wesley was in the same boat as me. Feeling helpless, when we figure that we could be doing something to help...

Like me in that quest for the lost troll toe. Willow said no, and I've gotta protect the people here, at the manor...But Gunn and Spike could be in charge of that.

I guess I could fix us all something to eat.. Buffy and cooking is never good though. I guess fate will decide.. Ha ha. Fate, my own worst enemy.