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Sometimes waiting is the hardest part.

[He smiles and nods.]

I'm stubborn as hell and no one is going to put me in a closet.

In other words you finally grew a pair?

[She chuckles softly, joking around.]

Yes......I grew a nice pair and told Angel who was in control now.

You told a vampire who is over two hundred who was in charge? And that actually went well?

He had no choice he needed us if he was going to stop Darla.

I can only retain so much information at a time Wes. [She rubs her temples gently.]

Sorry I tend to get nervous and talk when thinking about these things. Old habit.

[Sliding a hand over the back of her neck she soon stretches out on the couch.]

[Wes smiles and offers her a blanket, hand made it looks like.]

Don't tell me when you're not killing baddies that you make blankets.

[She teases while covering up.]

[He smiles a little.]

It's not mine...it was Fred's.

[A slight wince at the mention of Fred. Boy, she was on a roll tonight.]

I'm sorry...

It would be easier if her shell was not still walking and talking.

Is there no way to extract Illyria from here?

Not without destroying the shell.....

[She gently gnaws on her lower lip.] Shit...

That's basically what I said only with a bit more swearing....and drinking.

[She gives a nod of understanding, while curling up under the blanket.]

And now Angel wants to go up against the Senior Partners.......

Never a dull moment with you people is there?

Never.....playing the lose your life saving the world game is our entertainment.

I prefer drinking.

[She smiles and rubs at her face.]

To be honest so do I....but given that this might be my last day of life then I'd rather enjoy some of it.

[She just goes grim faced before closing her eyes, trying to get comfortable.]

[He smiles fondly at her.]

I love you Charisa.

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