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After dropping off Cordelia and Fred at the station, I stayed with them until they left. Mostly because Cordelia needed me to drag her damn suitcases into train. Bloody hell, I certainly hope Angel will meet them there. We've left him a message saying they'd arrive. There's just no way Fred and Cordy will be able to hoist all that luggage by themselves. I fail to see why the silly twit *has* to bring all of that with her. That's just Cordelia I suppose.
While I was waiting there I called Gunn and asked him to meet me at the hotel so we could discuss things. He already went through great lengths to assure me that he'd keep everything under control during our absence, but I still wanted to discuss the finer details with him. Such as the fact that he is *not* to shut off his cell-phone unless he's dead. What if Cordelia has a vision and we can't reach him? Perhaps I should ask for another phone number from one of the chaps as well.
After Cordelia and Fred had left, I drove back to the Hyperion. I was still worried about the fact that I had been unable to get in touch with Mister Giles. And Cordelia had spoken to Angel, so I'm not certain he knows about Faith being out of jail. Mentally I went over a list of things I had to do. Call clients who uses our agency a lot to let them know we wouldn't be around for some time. Gunn said he'd take care of that as well. But I'd feel better if I did that myself.
When I parked in front of the Hyperion the list had become quite extended. I just hope I'm able to manage all that in the few day's I've left here. I'm expected in Sunnydale in a few days and if I'm not there by then I just know someone is going to have a fit. Or maybe not, maybe I can extend my trip over there for a few more days. I'm not really looking forward to go back there. Not at all looking forward to see the look in the eyes of those children again. Being ignored, being made fun off, being left out. Oh yes, I'm really jumping for joy about going back to Sunnydale.
All for the greater good I suppose.
As I walk into the Hotel I notice Gunn is already waiting. Playing some silly game while sprawled out on one of the circular sofa. "Ah Gunn," I smile at him, dropping my bag on the front desk. "I'll just go make some tea. If you would be so kind to tear yourself away from you game when I get back? I'd be much obliged." He gives me one of his patented scowls, which makes me laugh. Shaking my head I walk over to the kitchen to make some tea. These are going to be some busy days. I just hope all goes well in Sunnydale.