He was right. I didn't want him to crash anyway, it's just that I still felt bad that everything in his life had to take a backseat cause of those visions. Hopefully Angel would at least make something more easier for him and come back and work with them. I pulled off and followed Gunn as we headed to Wolfram and Hart. I kept my eyes on the road and nodded at him when he said something about finding anything that would make them easier
( ... )
Leaning my elbow on the window and my head on my hand, I looked at her as she gave off her little speech. It was hard to keep my expression neutral, and not amused. Which is how I felt at her words. Which would've been an entirely wrong expression
( ... )
We stopped at a red light and I just stared at him for a bit. He liked me? Well, he and Gunn liked me? Wow. Well, okay, it's not wow-worthy, but still. Wesley Pryce actually likes ... well, me. He used to hate me and now that this has been said, it can't be taken back. Or something. Why do I care so much? I shouldn't. I remember when it was me that hated him. While of course it was the other way around.
I heard a honk and I frowned before starting to drive again. "Well, okay then," was all I said as I drove toward the office building. I glanced at him through the corner of my eye before leaning back, and keeping my eyes on the road.
"You know. While we were in hell, I had this ... this, I don't know. Nevermind," I said and smiled slightly. That would have been too embarrassing. Besides, he doesn't want to know about that and ...actually? I don't either. Cause ew, having a crush on Wes is like ... having a crush on a broom or something. It's just weird.
"We're almost there," I said quietly and nodded my head. Oh yes we were.
Okay then. Well, I'm so glad we got that cleared up. It may sound sarcastic, but I really am. Having her go around thinking neither Gunn nor myself liked her, really wasn't on the agenda. She was already doing us a huge favor by staying here and helping us with the bloody visions. Which should've been Angel's job. Oddly enough? When I had this vision, I got this odd idea it wasn't for Angel. But for Buffy
( ... )
When the darkness faded, I noticed the soft fur underneath me had been replaced by warm human. At least I think it was human. There was however something warm and furry laying pressed close next to me. I didn't yet open my eyes, letting the vision fade for a while. I had to think over what had just happened
( ... )
I looked up at Gunn again before keeping my eyes on Wes. He wasn't getting up, or even trying to move, except for the whole turning of his head. His head was probably pounding and right now? I was happy that I told him to bring aspirin. Where would he be right now if he didn't have it? A headachy ... land, or something. He reached into his pocket, but it dropped on the ground next to him. I made a face and bit my lip before Gunn reached for it and grabbed it, handing it to me. I opened it up and took two out, holding them in front of Wes.
Angel? What was Angel? Probably the vision. Well, it's a good thing that we're going to go and see him, right? Right.
"What about Angel? What's he doin'?" Gunn asked him as Cat came to sit down next to him and Wes.
Glancing down at Wes again, I pushed his hair back a little and moved my hands down on my thighs, wondering the same thing. What about Angel? I wonder what he was doing.
"Is he in trouble ... or ... what?" I asked Wes quietly and looked down at him.
When I struggled to get up, I found Gunn's hand pushing me down again. Confused I glared up at him, only to get an equal glare right back. "Charles," I sighed, glancing over at Buffy as well
( ... )
He knew. He let it happened, just like that. He never did anything about it. I guess that tells me just about everything I needed to know about Angel and my so called friendship with him. I don't know what went wrong, or where, but it hurt. It hurt that he just allowed it to happen
( ... )
I jumped when Wes finally pulled the trigger that happened to be near me. Looking down, I saw that Angel's blood was all over my pants and I glared at Wes as he walked away and back to the couch. Turning around, I put an arm around Angel to help him stand up a little cause even though he's a vampire, that has got to hurt and I'm not sure ... what's going on, but it's still Angel. And I'd do anything for him
( ... )
There were things being said but it all flew right past me. All I could think of was that my best friend had allowed me to get the vision. And had not done anything to prevent it. He'd fought for Cordelia, but he'd handed them to me without thinking. My *best* friend. The one I'd put my life on the line for on a daily basis. The one I'd followed to hell and back
( ... )
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I heard a honk and I frowned before starting to drive again. "Well, okay then," was all I said as I drove toward the office building. I glanced at him through the corner of my eye before leaning back, and keeping my eyes on the road.
"You know. While we were in hell, I had this ... this, I don't know. Nevermind," I said and smiled slightly. That would have been too embarrassing. Besides, he doesn't want to know about that and ...actually? I don't either. Cause ew, having a crush on Wes is like ... having a crush on a broom or something. It's just weird.
"We're almost there," I said quietly and nodded my head. Oh yes we were.
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Angel? What was Angel? Probably the vision. Well, it's a good thing that we're going to go and see him, right? Right.
"What about Angel? What's he doin'?" Gunn asked him as Cat came to sit down next to him and Wes.
Glancing down at Wes again, I pushed his hair back a little and moved my hands down on my thighs, wondering the same thing. What about Angel? I wonder what he was doing.
"Is he in trouble ... or ... what?" I asked Wes quietly and looked down at him.
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