hopefully this is okay

[red_rosenberg]

I opened a packet of peanuts, and peered into it. Yup. Peanuts alright. Gee, this was a real boring flight. I guess, maybe, I'm starting to get used to them. I leant back into my chair, glanced at Giles. He looked asleep, lucky guy. I turned my attention back to the peanut packet and took out one to eat. I was nervous, and I couldn't sleep.

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[_r_giles_]

"Mpfr what?" I blinked my eyes open and glanced at Willow. And why is that girl always so bloody cheerful? "I wasn't sleeping." Rubbing a hand over my face, I sit up straighter and push my glasses back on my nose. A quick check of time reveals it's almost time to land.

Time to find out what Angel and his people have been up to now. Even I can feel that something very bad is going on there. Perhaps I'd been wrong to turn them away when they asked for help, but they had teamed up with Wolfram and Hart of all places. What did they expect me to do? We can only hope that Willow and I don't land there to find out we're going to have to fight Angel and his people.

The warning lights blink on and the pilot announces we're nearing LAX. Sighing, I buckle up my seatbelt and try not to think the wost. Perhaps Angel is still fighting the good fight, perhaps all this working within that firm was a ruse somehow. And maybe he didn't turn into Angelus. odd, but just thinking about that vampire makes my hands ache.

[red_rosenberg]

"You were so sleeping," I said, trying to stifle my own yawn, the yawn more out of boredom than actual tiredness. I wish I could sleep on planes. I guess it's the fact that I'm in a metal, winged tube way too many feet in the sky that gets me nervous. I get aerodynamics, but bejesus. "Lucky man."

Pulling on my seatbelt, I folded my arms and leant into the chair. We were all very confused over what the hell wa sup with Angel owning an evil law firm. We'd taken the easiest route of being detached from them, not taking any risks. Power corrupts and like heck we were gonna get caught up in the deals of a multi-dimensional evil corporation.

But now we were all doubt-y. That Angel really did need our help. That he was still good. That perhaps he could turn Wolfram and Hart inside out. Unlikely, but... you never did know.

"Where should we go, once we land?" I asked, looking over at Giles.

[_r_giles_]

"I was not sleeping," I protested right away. I mean, where does the young lady come off telling me that I was sleeping. Looks more as though she was sleeping. That's probably it. Thought, with all the magic she told me she was feeling in the air, I doubt that very much. I'm surprised I manged to get any sleep at all. Not that I'd ever admit that, of course.

I sat up straighter, and put on my seatbelt. Lord, I really hate the landing and taking off part of flying. Sighing, I glanced out the window, watching Los Angeles beneath us. It looked as though it had rained on several places. How odd, it's not the time of year for rain. I wonder if this has anything to do with those odd occurrences.

"Well," I said, turing back toward Willow. "We could try the Wolfram and Hart building." I wrinkled my nose at that. I'd rather not get close to that place of evil. "Or didn't they have a hotel? Where they used to have the agency?"

[red_rosenberg]

The announcer lady person on the plane said we'd be landing at LAX in just a few minutes and the last few (possibly slow) people put on their seat belts. I felt the plane dip a little as it turned for landing. Focusing on Giles and not out the window because sometimes the landing part gave me the creeps, I shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe they moved out of there when they got the firm," I said, again hating the lack of contact between us and Angel's gang. Times like this, we kinda really needed it. I got that we were trying to mantain a distance and all, but...

I settled in my chair again as the plane shook just a little, arms folding. "Maybe Wolfram and Hart building is the way to go," I said. "More likely than the hotel, but we can always check that out. Better an abandoned building than a firm crawling with evil lawyers."