I finally left the confines of the room that had entrapped Wesley and myself with the sorcery of Fred's entity, finally able to breathe, as I made my way slowly through the hotel. Everyone seemed occupied, concerned with their own insignificant troubles. I stopped and closed my eyes, seeking out Wesley's energy that spoke to me somehow although it ( Read more... )

As talks go, I guess the one I had with Faith hadn't gone all that badly. Sure, we were in just about complete disagreement when it came to Spike, but like I'd told her, that wasn't the point of talking to her. Unfortunately, the real point had been to find out anything she remembered about her fight with The First that would give us any kind of ( Read more... )

I hate guilt. It's nagging and constant, and no wonder it makes Angel so broody. I feel like I threw in the towel a little too soon on the research. I do not apologize in any way for the fake yawns and loud sighs of frustration, because if I'd have had to stare down at those dusty pages for five more minutes, I probably would have ended up with ( Read more... )

I canted my head as I watched Wesley's movements carefully. They were uncontrolled, so unlike the mortal I had grown to know. I wondered at the experience we had shared with The Shell thanks to the witch's sorcery, yet laughter filled my ears.

"Heh-heh-heh-heh..."

"Wesley." I was confused. What was humorous?

"Yes, I learned quite a bit from that ( Read more... )

I ran down the hall maybe a dozen steps or so before I realized I didn't know where I was going. While a 'dozen' steps might not be the most accurate obsevation I had ever made, after all I hadn't been counting during my flight, it was still somehow the thing I was surest of at this exact moment ( Read more... )

I stayed in the smaller kitchen after Angel left for a couple of reasons ( Read more... )

The long white fistwrap tightened around my clenched hand and I glared at the heavy bag hanging from its iron post as though it were challenging me. The silent words it used to taunt me, though, came from voices in my own pretty lil' head. Spike's, Soulboy's, even fuckin' B.. it was like they were all swirlin' into one big circle jerk. "Fuck!" I ( Read more... )

"Do it."

Illyria's words stayed with me several hours I had finally freed myself of her grasp and made my way up to the room I had been given. No, not several hours - all the hours. From the moment I made that offer, to the next moment as I was walking back down the stairs, she was with me.

Funny how many people lived in that one word. She. And ( Read more... )

Buffy and I broke up our little micro-strategizing session with every intention of getting back to business. She had some of her people to talk to and make sure they knew the full extent of what The First might be springing on all of us, particularly them. I was determined to find out just how much information Wes and the others had been able to ( Read more... )

Gunn held true to his word after parting ways with Angel. With all of the new houseguests, there was a lot of work to be done. Someone else would have to be put on laundry duty... there weren't many household chores Gunn wouldn't do, but he absolutely refused to handle other people's dirty sheets or scrub toilets. Everything else was easy. His ( Read more... )