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"This looks like a good place," Wesley said, "Small, but it's cheap"
"We'll take it," Cordelia said to the real estate agent
Once the forms had been filled out, Cordelia and Wesley headed back to his apartment and start taking things that they would need in the office, mostly demonology books, as the office already had a desk and bookcase. Soon, they had the office all ready within a couple of hours, as Gunn arrived
"Not bad place. So, what are we gonna call ourselves?"
"What do you mean?" Cordelia asked
"Well, we used to be Angel Investigations, but we have no Angel. I suggest we change our name and there's no other name that strikes fear other than mine"
"Gunn? Oh yeah, how original. I've got a gun and my name is Gunn"
"Well, we could always go with the Wyndam-Pryce Agency," Wesley suggested
"How about…no?" Cordelia said, "I'll let you boys bicker about it. I'm getting my boy"
She left the office, before driving over to Piper's apartment to pick up Connor
"Hi Cordy," Piper said, "I think Connor is trying to crawl"
"Is he? Where is he? Come to Mommy," Cordelia said
Connor smiled and tried to make his way over to his mother, but wasn't able to get far despite his attempt. With a proud smile, Cordelia headed over and picked him up, pressing a kiss to his cheek
"My little boy. All growing up," she cooed, "Thanks, Pipe, I'll catch you around"
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After a tense day at work, Lilah was heading back to her car, eager to head home quickly and have a nice, hot shower. First, she had to deal with something first
"Wow, Lilah, co-vice president," Angel grinned from the backseat, "Congratulations. You know, the fact that I somewhat contributed to it for you. Makes me feel all special inside"
"What do you want, Angel?" Lilah asked coolly
"Well, I did want a 'thank-you Angel for all your help', but I think we can skip past that and get down to the threats and so forth. From now on, all you're gonna see is me. I'm gonna bring your office down around your head"
"Good luck with that. Let me know how well that goes"
"Oh, don't you worry about that. You'll see. Everything that matters to you will be destroyed. And your pretty little head? Think I might play golf with it"
Before Lilah could answer back, Angel was gone from her car faster than she could blink. Unconsciously raising a hand to her throat, Lilah started her car and drove off
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Lindsey arrived back at his new apartment, having left his old one in order to avoid Angel. He threw his briefcase onto the table, before placing his coat and tie on the chair, then placing a paper bag on the coffee table
"Sorry I'm late. Meeting was rough. I got you something"
Darla removed the bottle of blood from the bag, opening it and taking a sniff
"It's cold. At least it's human"
"I'm going for a shower"
"You always do when you come back from there. You're never dirty"
"I'm always dirty," Lindsey muttered, unbuttoning his shirt
Darla rolled her eyes as Lindsey headed into the bathroom. Once she heard the shower running, she got up from the sofa and headed to the briefcase, rummaging through Lindsey's files while drinking the blood. Following the incident with Angel, Darla had gone underground with Drusilla, who left once she had healed. Then Lindsey found her, directed by Drusilla, and took her in, looking after her, despite the death warrant issued on her head from Wolfram and Hart. She was going through the files, trying to find something she could use against Wolfram and Hart, finding something in the form of a review due in a few weeks from a Senior Partner. With a small, amused smile, Darla started reading the file
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"Uh, hello?" the woman asked
"Hello there," Wesley replied, "How can I help you?"
"It's my daughter," the woman replied, bringing her daughter forth, "I'm told that you people specialise in strange cases"
"That we do," Gunn said, "So, what's the problem?"
The girl removed her baseball cap and turned around, as Wesley, Gunn and Cordelia clamoured around to get a better look. There was a third eye poking out the back of her head, with a round blue iris and red veins. Wesley moved a finger back and forth before the eye, watching as it followed his finger
"How did this happen?" Cordelia asked
"Stephanie doesn't know," the woman replied, "Something grabbed her on her way to swimming class. When she woke up, she had…that. Can you make it go away?"
"Sure, it won't be a problem," Wesley answered, grabbing a book, "Don't worry, ma'am, within a few days, it'll be all over"
"Thank you. Come on, Stephanie"
The young girl followed her mother out of the office, as the trio turned to each other
"Finally, we've got a case," Cordelia grinned, "This is great!"
"Yes well, first off, we find out the origin of that eye," Wesley said, "Then, once it's been taken care of, I suggest we have a small celebration"
"I like your thinking," Gunn agreed, grabbing a book as well
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Ducking Boone's fist, Angel slammed his into the demon's ribs, only to score a steel-encased fist to the jaw. Stumbling back, Angel blocked his kick and punched him in the face, followed up by a second punch, then dropping and doing a sweep. Boone jumped over Angel's leg, before booting him in the chest. Angel flipped back onto his feet, doing a roundhouse kick on Boone's face
Boone was an old rival of Angel's, having last fought each other in Mexico in the 1920's. They never saw each other again until recently, when Angel enlisted Boone's help in playing a prank on Wolfram and Hart, mainly Lindsey and Lilah
They had been holding a charity event for a homeless shelter, but Angel found out that they had planned to swipe about two millions dollars from the event, leaving the shelter with not much to work with. Angel had told Lindsey that he had stolen a tape recording Wolfram and Hart's plans, using the owner of the shelter, Anne Steele, to play the tape while Angel and Boone distracted the lawyers with their fighting. It was very funny to Angel to see Lindsey and Lilah get all riled up over the tape, which turned out to be Cordelia's acting auditions and Wesley's strange dances. Although Anne had gotten angry with him for using her, he didn't care and headed back to the Hyperion, meeting Boone there, who had stolen the two million dollars and wanted to settle the score once and for all
Blocking Boone's fist and punching him in the jaw, Angel then flicked a stake out of his sleeve and stabbed it into Boone's throat. Upon removing the stake, blood sprayed onto the bag of money, as Angel put the stake away. He let out a sigh, before dragging Boone's body to the car, then grabbing the money to give to Anne
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Cordelia was pacing in the small office, rocking Connor to sleep, while Wesley was going through the books, having getting a hit on the Skilosh case and was now cross referencing things in order to find an antidote. Gunn was busy playing his Gameboy against the wall, when the bell jingled and a middle-aged man walked in. Immediately, all three headed towards him, as Cordelia placed her son in the bassinet
"Hello, how can we help you?" Wesley asked
"This is Angel Investigations, right?" the man asked
"You've come to the right place," Cordelia replied, "We help the hopeless"
"I was wondering if I could see Angel?"
Wesley looked at his friends, before turning back to the man. They had agreed on this earlier, as it simply was now Angel Investigations. There was no Angel with them
"It's just a name," he said
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