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Sep 06, 2005 22:13

"I'll be okay," she told me, pausing at the door, "Just... Wait here. I'll be back."And that was that, Faith was gone. I'd done this before, stood here waiting while she was gone but-- Well, things were different now. Last time, Faith and I had been testing the waters with the whole live-in relationship thing, I'd been of the unknocked up ( Read more... )

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prodigal_slayer September 9 2005, 03:52:39 UTC

Really had no idea what I was doin' other than I knew I had to go to Wolfram and Hart and see what the deal was with Cordy's kid. It wasn't like I didn't trust Wesley to not go and fuck around with Queen C except....it was that I definitely didn't trust Wesley to not fuck around with C's kid. Nothin' personal on Wes or anything like that but he was workin' for Wolfram and Hart. I trusted that as far as I could throw the entire building. Which I was guessin' wasn't all that far slayer strength and all. Despite the history that Wes and I had together if he really had done something to her I probably wasn't gonna be able to restrain myself from killin' him. Alot. What the hell was wrong with him anyway? Wolfram and Hart was what killed Angel and now he was hangin' around and workin' for Lilah? I didn't get that and really? Didn't want it ( ... )

__visiongal September 23 2005, 23:10:29 UTC

Okay, so she'd caught me.

I'd talked with David, even ordered a pizza that I'd barely touched and managed to sit down and pretend that I was watching some TV show about two guys and a girl or something--

And the very minute Faith came back was the minute that I was up in our hallway, pacing.

"Hey."I gave her an apologetic look as she came through the door, wanting to explain that the only reason I was so worried was that it was Wolfram and Hart, the very people who'd driven Angel to sudden death. I'd been trying to not freak out, really-- It was just ( ... )

prodigal_slayer September 30 2005, 16:13:59 UTC

She was freakin' out and I didn't exactly blame her considering she was the one who went out and got all knocked up while we were broken up. Not that I was bitter or anything. Well, I guess I wasn't. Not like I had any shortage in people to fuck while we weren't together except I hadn't bothered to stray over to the penis side of the fence. Least I only slept with girls. Well, these days anyway. Xander Harris could tell a different tale ( ... )

__visiongal October 14 2005, 19:39:29 UTC

"I'd say any day that you're not in a coma is a good one."

Under normal circumstances, I probably would've laughed at that. Not that any of this was normal or anything. Nothing was normal as far as Faith and I were concerned. You wake up from a coma, go on the run from your best friend with a girl who was once evil-- Well, yeah, not exactly ranging high on the normal life-o-meter, right?

Add to that a penis, Faith and I going on a break for a few months because I was stupid and you had our current predicament.

Me. Knocked up. Wolfram and Hart getting big with the tests and now? We had the results.

I spread the pieces of paper out over our kitchen table, glanced at charts and graphs and Wesley's neat scrawl that told me all the same thing.

"What does it say?"I glanced up at her, realising that I'd kinda forgot to breathe since I'd started looking at this stuff. I'd been waiting for the tests to say that I was carrying the antichrist, that this child wouldn't just knock me into a coma, it'd, like, end the world or something ( ... )

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