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Nov 13, 2005 22:26

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_wes_pryce_ October 26 2005, 20:02:52 UTC
After my phonecall with Giles I felt a little better. I thought about going over to Angel’s office and talk with him right away. But there were two things stopping me. One, I knew Cordelia was heading over there and I think we’ve barged in on something important more then once. And the second thing was that I wasn’t as of yet certain I was going to get custody of the girls ( ... )

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morgan_lilah October 26 2005, 23:47:37 UTC
Ah, there is nothing like being greeted with a big bowl of confusion. Makes ya feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Thanks Wes. He moved away from the door to allow me inside. I smirked at him as I stepped inside. "What do you think it is Smarty Pants? It's your custody papers. Just need you to sign and you've got your very own pair of kiddies."

No sooner had I stepped across the threshold and handed Wesley the envelope then the the bigger one, Alicia sauntered over to me. "Who are you?"

It was unusual for me to see someone looking up at me with absolutely no fear in their eyes. Alicia had none. Kind of made me like the little snot. "I'm Lilah Morgan." I told her. "I've been helping Wesley get custody of you and your sister."

"Dewil" came a tiny voice and a pair of eyes peeping over the edge of the sofa. God damnit if that little girls wasn't cute as hell. I smirked.
"I've been called worse."

Alicia eyed me warily. "Yes, I was the one dressed up like a devil at the party."

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_wes_pryce_ October 27 2005, 05:47:17 UTC
“The what:?” I stared at the paper envelope in my hand disbelievingly. I knew Lilah was good, but that she could work miracle was perhaps something I ought to have known as well. My hands were trembling for some odd reason. Which probably only was because this was so important to me. A new road to walk and one I was determined not to mess up. I wasn’t going to mess up the lives of the girls the way my live had been one big sodding mess ( ... )

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morgan_lilah October 28 2005, 15:37:26 UTC
I watched Wes curiously, as he drifted in a daze over to his desk to get a letter opener. He looked terrified and exstatic all at the same time. A smile came to the corner of my lips as I watched him. It felt a little good knowing that something I did was the reason for it ( ... )

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