The Next Morning

[wesleys_slayer]

The alarm went off and my hand immediately slammed down on it, pushing snooze or off or whatever. I blinked my eyes a few times to adjust to the light, but it was still pretty dark in the room. The curtains were drawn - thank fucking God - and I rolled over onto my stomach, stretching out over the bed. I think it was the nicest fucking bed I'd

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[dark_wesley]

"No, Angel," I said quietly into the phone, "this is my decision. I've found a place where I can do infinitely more good. And, with the resources you now have, you don't need me to go through the books anymore. Yes. Yes, I'll see you in a couple of hours. Goodbye. I'm sure."

"Wesley?"I heard Faith's voice calling from inside the bedroom as I hung up the receiver. The conversation had gone about as well as I'd imagined it would, and so, I hoped, would the rest of the goodbyes

[wesleys_slayer]

Wes finally came into the bedroom, and I tried real hard not to breathe a sigh of relief that he hadn't just bailed on me in the middle of the night. But the look on his face told me it wasn't all over yet.

"I have to go back to Los Angeles for a few hours to settle things there. I should be back before nine tonight."

I nodded. Figured as much...I mean, how was he supposed to just drop his entire life and come to me to start a new one? Fuck that shit, how long was he even gonna stay in mine? As long as he thought I needed training, and then he'd take off?

"The whole hotel is yours, just tell them you're with me. If you go out, avoid the other casinos-- their security departments haven't been paid off like this one."

I smirked and dropped the remote, standing up and stretching out a bit. "Yeah, well, hadn't exactly been my plan. Although, I might go back to the strip club. See if I can work up some extra cash. Ya never know...by the time you come back, I could be the one buying you drinks