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[lornegreen]

Wearily rubbing my eyes, I left the room where Cordy was and headed downstairs. Who would have thought that behing behind the phones would ever constitute as a break from everything for me? Either way, I was glad that Cordy was alive and seemingly unscathed by the ordeal. Willow on the other hand, she was a whole other ball game. No, a whole other

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[signia]

Lorne was literally running around like a great big red eyed chicken with it's head cut off. Although I can understand that having a gigantic stake protruding from your girlfriend's chest can be rather alarming, I seemed to be taking it better than he was.

He was gaping at me with an open mouth. "Lorne?" I asked him. "Drink?" I made a little shoo motion.

I turned to Groo. "Help me get this damn thing out of my ribcage, will you?" I grasped the part that was protruding out the front and Groo grabbed the part that was in my back. "Alright, give it a push."

I gritted my teeth and braced myself. I pulled hard and Groo pushed, and the stake came out. My body heaved and lurched, and the second it left me, I coughed up a mouthful of steely viscous blood. Tasty. "Holy mother of FUCK!" I screamed loudly with the pain. I reeled forward slightly, then steadied myself. Looking down, I frowned. Ruined my damn The Killers teeshirt.

"That's gonna need a bandaid," I said with a frown as I snapped the stake over my knee and tossed it into the

[lornegreen]

I cringed and gritted my teeth as they pulled that thing out. I rushed over to Nia and put my hands on her shoulders to brace her as she teetered. "I think you better sit down, Pumpkin-Nut," I told her, motioning her towards the rounded grey couch, "And then I think you better tell me what happened at the Lawfirm."

I handed her the entire bottle of vodka (which she immediately began to chug) and went to go get to some towels to apply to her wound. I returned and sat beside her, placing them on her chest as she continued to drink heavily from the bottle.

"So?" I asked her, curiously. "You gonna tell me why you had a gigantic stake though you and you're still with us?"

[comshuk_me_baby]

"We were seperated from Angel and Willow when we arrived at the Wolf Ram and Hart building," I explained to Lorne as I sat myself down on the other side of Nia, gently rubbing her shoulder. "There, we ran into a man who called himself Gavin. He said many things to Nia, most of which upset her greatly. Most of which I feel are great untruths. Either way, he was indeed not a very pleasant person to speak with. Such arrogance, so very sure of himself. I was ready to run him through with my sword."

I don't know why I did not. It was obvious to me he certainly needed to be shown he could not treat others in the manner that he did.

[signia]

"Yeah, what he said," I muttered, placing my hand over Lorne's, the one that held the cloth to the wound on my chest. I took another long swig from the vodka bottle and handed it to Groo.

I looked over into Lorne's great big red eyes, a curious expression crossing my face. "Do you know anything about something called Shanshu?" I asked him. It was something that Gavin had mentioned that I didn't quite understand. I had never heard the term before, and I got the feeling that it held some kind of weight.

I still had a lot of questions that needed answering. Maybe Lorne would be able to help me, but I figured anything that delved deep into the world where prophecies were concerned would have to be taken up with Wesley. He seemed to know his stuff when it came to that kinda thing.