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[_wes_pryce_]

After I had finally managed to get Fred out of her self made cave, known to some of us as bedroom, we had a nice lunch. She told me about her parents, her childhood and several other things. It was nice and...normal. Just two people having lunch and talking. Nothing about demons, of fighting evil, or vampires or Pylea. Though, of course that was

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[wickedslayer]

Didn't know what to do after that scene in the lobby. I should run, go away, something. Should get the fuck out of here and head....somewhere. Cor and Angel were the only two pullin' for me and now I'd gone and fucked it all up by having really violent kinky sex with Angel. But it wasn't my fault...or something! Fuck me!

Here I was playin' the whore all over again and I hadn't even meant to. With Soul Boy in that warehouse? We tore that place and eachother completely apart. I still was wandering around in my ripped and torn clothes, a bite marks painfully obviously. Fuck! What the hell had happened?

I was about to snap when I stopped and head someone say my name. Soft British voice say my name. Oh great, one more person to condemn me, tell me I've done wrong. Like I didn't already know.

"No." I said quietly. "Everything's cool." Didn't wanna freak him out, and that's all I ever did.

[_wes_pryce_]

Glancing over to Fred, worried, I pull her behind me automatically. I don't know why, I guess it's a reflex when it comes to being near Faith. Especially when she' looking like this. 'Cool', right and the mood is made out of cheese.

"Yes," I say dryly, crossing my arms over my chest and looking at her over the rim of my glasses. "Because you look like this on a daily basis. New fashion sense?" Shaking my head I look back at the hotel. I have this odd idea it might be saver outside for the moment. Wonder what the hell happened now.

"What happened, Faith. Demon? Did you and Angel go out on patrol? Is he alright?" Are you alright. She's still standing so physically she seems fine, albeit a little beat up. I suppose that's nothing new to her as a Slayer. Though there's this look in her eyes, wild, lost, what happened?

[wickedslayer]

My eyes followed Wesley's hand as he pulled Fred behind him automatically. That's right, protect your girl from the psycho. Better off for her, I had a tendancy to fuck people up in every possible way. Case in example, right in front of my fucking face.

"He's...fine. Although possibly a new father. I'm not too sure on that one." Hey, good plan. Change the subject, talk about that weird blond chick and the mess in the lobby. Not about the fact that a few hours ago I was ready to stake Angel or possibly fuck him all the way into next Tuesday.

"No demon. Just a vampire who gave birth on the floor of the lobby." Good job. Distract the watcher with something shiner. Sometimes I am too good for my own good. Or something.

[_wes_pryce_]

"Excuse me? What?" I blink at her confused, reaching behind me to take a hold of Fred's hand and squeezing it. Baby? Vampire who gave birth to a baby and Angel is the father? "What in the bloody blazes is going on there?" Vampires can't have children! And who is this vampire that, supposedly, gave birth to a baby?

Confused I look back at Faith. "And this is why you look like you've just did several rounds with a Cracklar demon? Really Faith, very amusing. Now how about telling me what's really going on."

A vampire with a child and Angel the father. Where does she come up with things like that? It's impossible, they're dead beings, they can't conceive or create new life. Has Faith gone mad? Did she get one to many hits over the head?