* * * Lindsey * * *

Lindsey let out a soft groan, he didn't want to be here, as if he wasn't stressed enough already.

Darla had shown up a couple days ago and she was staying at his apartment. God damn bed stealing vampire, she'd made him give up his bed, nothing much he could do about it. She knew as much as he did that he wouldn't revoke her welcome.

He looked over at Holland, with that all too happy smile on his face. "Lindsey, you don't look too well. Have you been sleeping well?" Lindsey perked his brow at him and hesitated. "Uh, yeah. Eight hours a night." More like two. Darla liked to constantly talk about her and Angel back when they still had the blood sucking Brady bunch together.

Holland passed a file around the table, he'd made copies for everyone and then he sat back down. Not bothering to look at it; he wasn't in the mood for another case. "She's back in the city and we want her on our side, so make sure she knows we mean her no harm." Holland said, speaking softly. Lindsey finally glanced down only to do a double take and saw the picture of Darla. His eyes widened and he slapped a hand against his forehead, great.

* * * Lilah * * *

Lilah sighed and visibly relaxed for a moment after he made it clear what they were all there for.

Setting her composure again, Lilah grabbed the file and flipped it open swiftly. A picture of Darla was paper clipped neatly to the front along with a good 20 pages of information, there was no doubt thousands more that could have been placed in here on her past but this was essentially the summary.

Upon seeing the blonde vampire's face Lilah snarled inside, not changing her facial expression physically. Darla had always fascinated Lilah but more then that she aggravated her, angered her, for more reasons then she should.

Her left arm tensed out of reflex as she remembered Darla and Drusilla breaking it, creating a brutal massacre out of Wolfram & Harts Special Projects division's employees.

Yet it wasn't only that that seemed to get to Lilah, it was the way Darla was around Lindsey that forced her finger nails to dig into her arm so she wouldn't speak out. He always went back to her no matter the fact she had almost made him the entrée of her stay here the last time she had been in Los Angeles. She had never said anything, because doing so would reveal more then Lilah wanted to be known. What did she do? What was it that made him trust a soulless vampire?

Lilah waited while the bosses spoke around her, she wasn't quite listening. This was the same thing they said every time the subject of Angel, Drusilla, and Darla came up.

* * * Lindsey * * *

Lindsey contemplated on whether or not he should tell Holland about his little problem. It wasn't really 'little' though, it was a full grown woman vampire inhabiting his home, and she was pissing him off continuously. Lindsey knew better than to fall for her sex games, he'd be chained to a ceiling being bitten day and night if he did. As if he didn't get enough lack of sleep from the haunting nightmares, he also had a vampire sleeping in his bed.

"Holland? What are we to do if we come in contact with the target?" Lindsey inquired, sounding completely professional. "You are to notify us at once and we will have her brought here. She will not leave the building this time Lindsey."

He tapped his fingers on the table slowly as he waited for the gazes of the other employees to shift off him. "Well...could you get some guys over to my apartment? I'd like her out of my bed; she arrived a couple days ago."