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I dialled. I mostly expected Cordelia to pick up. I hoped she would, anyway - talking to girls was always easier than boys. Which was very immature, but true. Either way, we didn't have a book. A book we needed. And somehow I was appointed 'call L.A.' gal. Xander said he had to go to work (lame excuse), and Giles said he was terribly busy with the

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[_wes_pryce_]

"Oh, certainly," I nod into the telephone. "I don't know how hectic things will be here, what with Cordelia's visions and all. But I'm sure they'd all like it if you came to visit." I know I certainly would. I doubt they'd let me go anywhere, not until the doctor says it's alright to move beyond the front door as it were. And that appointment isn't until next week.

Grabbing another piece of paper and a pen, I quickly write down her number. I can call her, ask something about a spell I don't really need to know. But we can pretend can't we? I'm sure we can. "I'll be certain to call you then." Pushing my glasses up, I can't help but wonder if those people calling aren't actually calling for Buffy instead of Willow.

"Yes, I will certain call them," I say, checking my watch again. They are really running late. Not that demon fighting has a time frame. Maybe I'm just too worried, I don't know. "I'm fine," I say softly. "And it's not as if I'd throw myself into the fight." Still don't like to be left behind. And then they'd take Cordelia of all people with them. "H-hug Angel? Yes, I'm...I'm sure he'll appreciate that. Why-why don't you do that yourself when you err...get-get here tomorrow." I'm not going to hug Angel. He'll think I've gone mad.

"I'll be seeing you tomorrow afternoon then. I think I'm going to call Gunn or Cordelia now because I'm getting a bit worried. I'm sure it's nothing, but...you know. Just to be on the...err...save side." Grabbing my cellphone I start to punch her number into the phone book. "It was nice talking to you, Willow. I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow. I'll make certain to have the tea ready. Goodbye for now and if anything comes up don't hesitate to call." I'll most certainly will do the same.

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"Awww," I said with a giggle. "You should still totally hug Angel. But okay, fair enough, you can do the manly thing with meaning gripping of shoulders. I'll accept that."

That is, if Angel returns any time soon. I bit my bottom lip in worry. I could hear the beep tones from Wesley's cellphone - he must be preparing to call them now, maybe. Which meant I had to get my ass off the phone so he could. Figuritively speaking. "Righty-o, Watcher Wes, I'll get off the phone so I can tackle some homework and some sleep, and you can check to see when they're getting back. See ya tomorrow sometime. Byyye."

Listening to his final 'goodbye', I hung up the phone, and tried not to grin. That had gone better than expect. Like, really well. I looked at the desk with my unfished psychology papers. Walking over and picking up the first page, I read the topic. 'Humans and Their Behavourial Needs'. "Heh, well, this human needs some sleep," I said, putting it down. "Sunday, I promise."

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