So after Angel and I had -gasp- magically found each other, we were back at my apartment. Things changed after I left, to put it gently. And here we were, catching up on the old times. Of course, I didn't have much to put in on my side of the story, because it's not like it would be worth listening to anyways ( Read more... )

Being dead wasn't exactly flattering, but I had the feeling that I, that we were more fortunate then others who just become souls floating about either in Heaven, in Purgatory, or in Hell ( Read more... )

I was in Wolfram and Hart, starin' at something that I never thought that I would see ( Read more... )

I couldn't believe that it had all come back to this, back to the very apartment where we had been forced to hide from the Senior Partners back in Los Angeles. Only this time, we weren't hiding. We were being watched by them, possibly couterd, possibly still their puppets, possibly food for them to eat whole ( Read more... )

It was dark, dark like the vast universe I had traveled eons ago. It was cold, nothing but a whisper of the wind amidst the dark and empty streets of this dimension, nothing but the echo of my own foot steps. Nothing left at all but the bitter taste of defeat and the sudden realization that I was alone in this vast empty world. A fallen and ( Read more... )

Watching Angel's little boy walking around like a lost caveman put a jig in my step. He was the key to getting Angel to fall. It's always easy to get what you want from parents. Just twist the knife in the right way and they will do your biding without even a blink ( Read more... )

A week of trying to find the others in the various back rooms and alleys that Spike and I had been in was not producing anything. Well it was, but not in a productive way. I mean, don't get me wrong. The sex is damn good. And the great thing about doing a vamp, he's always ready and able. Makes me wonder why I didn't do him when he was alive ( Read more... )

Here I was, alone, demons around me in a place that looked a lot like Los Angeles, only always dark and dilapidated, and I knew what my place was and what this place was ( Read more... )

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"...Knox was one of Illyria's acolytes and had ordained you to be the one to become her, he said, because he wanted someone as majestic as you to be the vessel for Illyria to return. His plans met a snag in customs when the sarcophagus that infected you, was held there, only it was released by someone who made a deal for it ( Read more... )

They had more or less done a good job at putting me back togetha. More or less ( Read more... )