B actually took the whole Angel bein' locked away for the last ten years way better than I thought she would. If it was me? I probably woulda snapped, then again I am the bad slayer. Gotta always remember that, right? Least she wasn't all about just lettin' him rot wherever he was either. Don't get me wrong, I know B's still got this big ol' flame ( Read more... )

The ride back from the "safe house" was definitely tense. I wanted to explain to Dawn some of what was going on so she wouldn't be so scared, but the last thing I needed was to get Buffy telling me where my place was. And well, it wasn't like I was going to make small talk with Willow. I just knew we'd get stuck alone some time, but for now at ( Read more... )

Okay, things? Definitely insane. Buffy still can't stop treating me like a little kid can she? I really wonder about that sometimes. I've never been much for following anything that she says. It's just with all the insanity... with everything that's been going on I'm not even sure we've had anything that could be considered a decent conversation - ( Read more... )

"It's time to wake up, sweetheart..." The voice resounds in my head for God knows how many times, before I do open my eyes. The lights around me is so bright, they hurt my eyes. At first I can't seem to be able to see a thing but soon my eyes adapts with the condition. The first thing I see when the blur leaves my head and eyes is me. All room is ( Read more... )

I kept on running, getting away from whatever could be coming after me. I knew they would find out soon what had happened and come after me. Having nowhere else to go, I made my way to Wolfram and Hart. Looking down at myself, I knew I didn't look like the sharp dressed guy I usually am. Shaking my head at that, I walk up the steps when someone ( Read more... )

After my conversation with Lilah I knew that it was time for me to act. I had to find out whatever Wolfram and Hart had planned for my daughter and for my granddaughter. I drove my car to the firm and parked it in my assigned parking spot. I went up to my office and sat down behind my desk. The firm had no idea that my loyalties were not with them ( Read more... )

Why me? That's what I want to know? Seriously. I'm trying to find information on Wes so I can help save him. The only person that I have to help me is a blue version of Fred, and she isn't much help. She questions every single idea that I have ( Read more... )

Need therapy. Or a pizza. Perhaps pizza and a session with Dr. Phil. Yes that would be quite lovely. Although in my current situation Jerry Springer seems far more approprate. Today on Jerry, father's who are possessed by demons and attempt to sacrafice their first born children. Somehow I don't imagine the security guards would stand much of ( Read more... )

Maybe this was a sign, a sign that I would never be happy. When I was at work all I did was complain about the paperwork, the way people would give me a hard time for not following the book and here I was missing the book. Now here I was in a middle of a crisis where I was completely left to my own devices, was able to do what I wanted to do, do ( Read more... )

There was something wicked appealing in Kennedy's idea to ship me and Morrigan off to Brazil or someplace very far away. Some place where we could just disappear, and leave L.A., Wolfram and Hart and Wesley far behind us. I've always had this urge to bail whenever shit went down, guess it was just a me thing. I still remembered the first night me ( Read more... )