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Buffy and Giles driving along, looking for the sack of hammers who had chopped my hands off, with me in the backseat and the windows shut, was getting us sodding nowhere. Yeah, we could talk, but since I had told Buffy about Angel becoming a real boy, about him becoming Liam, she had been as catatonic as a mummy, not that she bloody wanted to talk ( Read more... )

All that talking about my life had left me thirsty, and almost mentally exhausted. I had already talked about my life once before with Riley, and yeah, it had opened old wounds that I didn't even knew I had, but telling the story again really made me think about everything that had happened that year that Buffy day, and before she did. It was ( Read more... )

Gwen had been pointin' the way for things to go, as Rafael and I carried stuff up to different rooms ( Read more... )

The vamp held onto it's hurt wrist and just growled at me, with it's eyes glittering in the darkness. I spun the stake in my hand and then gripped it as I began to walk forwards, towards the vamp ( Read more... )

Gun shots in the air. Angel tackling me on the ground. What the hell was going on? This was too much to handle, and the night wasn't even over ( Read more... )

A touching moment, it was, just as I had predicted it would be. In the tunnels, outside of the strange house with the scent of Darla, she came, came to us, not so much in harmony ( Read more... )

I had seen Lindsey handling the gun, holding it there like it was some blooy toy ( Read more... )

The boat drifted and the palate was scrumptious ( Read more... )

I had managed to get Graham to drink with me, as we had brought Dawn into the bar, which possibly wasn't the best idea, especially since I had no intention of hunting for Darla and my wife tonight, while Buffy would expect me to stay with Dawn, and I was planning on draining a large amount of liquor, the topic of my dead and undead wife being ( Read more... )