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[divinecordelia]

continued from hereI came out of the bathroom and saw Wesley laying on the bed ready for sleep. I look at the couch and then back at the bed, screw it. Ms. Stoic can have the run down thread bare couch, I'm taking the bed. I get in under the covers after examining the sheets, and let out a yawn. I roll on my side and look at Wesley

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[_wes_pryce_]

"I'll stay up and wait for the stubborn twist until she gets back," I yawn. I glance at the door and start to sit up. Maybe I should've just stayed in Los Angeles. What am I doing here? These is no longer my family, my friends. Yet, here I am again, running to help when they so much as sneeze. There must be some kick me sign on me somewhere I've missed, otherwise I have no idea why I keep doing that.

"I will take the..." I frown and look at her worried as she yelps out suddenly. "Cordy?" Scooting back on the bed, I lean against the headboard as well and look at her. "What was that?" She has nightmares when she just closes her eyes? That's not good at all. Welcome to my world, I think wryly. I want to reach out and comfort her, tell her it'll be alright. But I don't know if it will and we're not exactly friends anymore are we?

"I'll go and wait for Faith on the...sofa," I wrinkle my nose as I look at that thing. Might as well stay on the floor and read some more books.

[divinecordelia]

He asks me what that yelp was and I just shrug at him, rough day, right? He sits up and is about to move off of the bed to the couch, I reach out and grab his wrist.

"No, stay on the bed and read your books. If you let her sleep with me after the things I said I may wake up not breathing, or well not wake up in that case." I smile and yawn again, tucking my hands under the pillow. "Besides... she stormed out, let her take the uncomfortable thing to sleep on." I close my eyes and then open them as he gathers up books.

"Wesley, thank you for coming." I tell him once again, meaning it. "I know it's been... weird, but thank you for coming. I needed you."

[_wes_pryce_]

Picking up my books I move back to the bed and get some out. Leaning back against the board I can't help but give her a small glare. Sure, stupid Wes will come running whenever anyone needs me. But where is everyone else when I need someone? Nowhere to be found. Left alone, dropped as a stone without the chance to explain anything.

How well they think they know me. That had hurt the most in the whole thing. Not that knife against my throat, not the live pouring out of me in that damn park. No, the fact that my friends, my family. Cordelia. Just assumed and played jury, judge and executioner.

Sitting back stiffly against the pillow, I put my glasses back on my nose and nod at her. "You're...welcome." It's Cordy, how could I not come. She might be able to forget all about how much we've been through together. Apparently I'm a fool and can't.

[divinecordelia]

You're ... welcome.

I hear the strain in his voice and yeah okay things have been really weird up to this point with the whole Wesley being thrown out of our little... family. I let out a sigh and sit up a bit, setting my hand on the book in front of his nose and tipping it down.

"Wes, I know things... suck right now but you were the only one I could call." I say quietly. "Gunn wouldn't be able to handle this, yano? You are the book man, the research man, the get it done and get the hell out of there man. And hey, you busted Faith out, we've already got a strong defense with the two of you." I bite my lower lip and look at him, I've missed him. Granted he made some poor decisions, but maybe if we would have listened to his side more or something. We always side with Angel, and now look where we are.

"I wish things were different, that we didn't disband." I look at him and smile sadly. "Despite popular belief I did miss you... no one good to argue with anymore. Fred is just all facts and books so it's pointless arguing with her."