"See that, that was your brain after the seizure. The scans picked up a lot of damage, and not all of it recent. In a nutshell, the visions were killing you. Slowly, but relentlessly. We had to improvise, there was no guarantee you'd even come out of the induced coma. So I made the call. We made you part demon. So that you could keep the visions, ( Read more... )

"Let's just say I have something he wants, and I'm going to make sure that the firm makes good use of his talents harrying Angel and his merry band of hangers on."Lilah was being evasive. Did she think that I wouldn't notice? Whatever. I'd find out soon enough. She liked to gloat way too much to keep a secret, well, secret. If she wasn't such a ( Read more... )

Despite Mister "I'm Stuck in the Age of Crappy Punk Rock" and his totally annoying interruption, I was starting to feel way better. There was nothing that Louis, Fendi, and Prada couldn't bring me back from. Lilah might be a complete bitch, but then, so am I. And it's even more than mine to be one.

Even though I'm better at it ( Read more... )

I was falling... Soon I was going to hit the ground, and it was going to hur-

I felt myself jump, instinctively trying to avoid the whole falling thing, I guess. But instead of landing on the ground, I felt myself land on hard floor. My legs were tangled around one of those five hundred dollar leather spinny chairs. Ow. Where was I? I held myself ( Read more... )

I was having a harder time staying mad at Angel. Since when do I not hold grudges for an extremely long time, I ask? Huh? Something must be seriously wrong with me. Nothing a good Prada purse can't fix. Now, if only I had the money...

I finally convinced Angel to leave- other people needed his help, and we knew that they did. I wasn't going to let ( Read more... )

How long had we been standing there ( Read more... )

Wolfram and Hart. Again. Lindsey. Again. Two different girls... names, names. Sullivan. And- and- Alex. Girl who stole the axe. With the demon guy boyfriend. At some apartment-type place getting taken. They're there against their will. More needles. More passing out. This is negative. Wolfram and Hart definitely needs to be stopped...I woke up with ( Read more... )

I'd managed to make the cab ride home without tears or screaming at the cab driver about all of the emotions that were spinning around in my stomach. Because there were a lot of them, and I didn't really want to scare the guy ( Read more... )

I took in another mouthful of cocoa puffs. This bites. We've been keeping a low profile for like, ever. Just so Angel doesn't have an anxiety attack or whatever when he sees Buffy. Yeah, he loves her, she loves him, big angst, I get it, really, but why in the heck did we come back to Sunnydale if all we're going to do is sit in this mansion? I was ( Read more... )

I flopped down onto the chair in the lobby, with a pen and pad in my hand. This was so not good. Needed to take notes for later, or else I'd forget.

First off... what was it that they had been talking about?
( notes.. because I'm a responsible detective type now. )