It took the span of the phone call to Gunn and Wesley for the team to be back into order. It felt good for all four of them to have a purpose again. Gunn and Wes had both found themselves gravitating towards Caritas, though only by coincidence did they find each other there. They weren't exactly surprised to find one another there either. In fact, they were a bit surprised they didn't find Cordelia and Doyle there as well.
"Probably finding another way to console each other" Gunn had cracked, Wesley just smiled.
The two had never been incredibly close but for some reason in that night they became slightly more linked in solidarity. They didn't need to speak it, there was merely an understanding once the phone call had come through on Wesley's phone that Doyle had another vision. An understanding that they would continue the mission Angel had abandoned. Cordelia described the vision and Wes recounted it to Gunn. Gunn had risen before the phone call was even complete. The two were ready.
They met Cordelia and, to their surprise, a now walking Doyle in the alley they had described. It wasn't far from Caritas so Gunn and Wesley had beaten the others to the site. It was not in time to keep the demon from slightly harming the woman in Doyle's vision. Without any weapons the two made their way through the street in hot pursuit of the demon, who still had the woman in its grasp. However before they could catch it the demon scaled the building at lightning quick speed.
"Wes, Gunn!" From behind they heard Cordelia approaching with, to their surprise, a no longer wheelchair bound Doyle.
"It just went up there" Gunn explained quickly.
"Come on then," Doyle said, motioning for the stairs close by.
He handed them a couple of axes and loaded a crossbow for Cordelia. Both Wesley and Gunn could sense an awkward vibe between the two that only solidified their theory from earlier on, but they said nothing, as there were more pressing matters for them to be concerned about. Gunn led the way up the laddered stairs followed by Wesley, Doyle, and Cordelia bringing up the rear. It didn't take them long to find the trail of the wounded woman's blood leading directly to an abandoned warehouse. Without hesitation Gunn began to rush in, only to be stopped by Doyle.
"Oy, we need a plan, we can't be bargin' in there"
"I agree." Wesley said. All three men paused, trying their hardest to come up with a quick plan. Cordelia merely sighed.
"How about Gunn and Wes go in first, Doyle, you next since you're probably still wobbly on your legs, then I'll bring up the rear." She said. The three looked as if maybe they should object to the plan or come up with something a little less simple.
"Well come on! Time's a wasting!" She shouted at the men.
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The simple plan was surprisingly effective. With this they had made their decision to continue working with the Powers That Be and do some good. Not long after they had disposed of the demon Doyle disappeared for a and hour or two as they continued their celebration. No one was really certain where he had gone off to but it was obvious Cordelia thought she knew why. Her mild bad mood however did not detour their celebration or her own for very long. Whatever is was they would figure it out.
"So I guess this means we need a new building or something. 'Less you want us operating outside your place...again" Gunn observed to the rest at Cordelia's place.
"A new place would be good..." Wesley agreed,"If we really are continuing here." He finished pragmatically.
"We are," Cordelia quickly and confidently replied, however reality set in for her as well, " I think we're going to need paying clients first, though"
"I think I can help with that" A voice rang out from behind them. The area drained of warmth and happiness the group had just moments before as none other than Lindsay McDonald stood at Cordelia's open door.
Ooo mild cliffhanger. Let me know what you think and review...