Interlude - Return from Pylea
"Can I say it? I want to say it." Angel was grinning like a loon as he opened the front doors to the Hyperion Hotel, "There's no place like . . . . ."
The smile left his face, and his brows knitted in pain and confusion as he spied the young woman sitting patiently, but ever so sadly on the couch. Wesley was just as shocked to see her, and neither Gunn nor Fred knew her identity.
Cordelia knew who she was, and why she was here. The former queen of both Sunnydale High and Pylea walked regally down the steps and into the hotel's foyer proper, and embraced the girl who had been her nemesis. Said nemesis finally allowing tears to creep down her pale cheeks.
Angel was still confused, not an uncommon event. "Buffy?
"Can I say it? I want to say it." Angel was grinning like a loon as he opened the front doors to the Hyperion Hotel, "There's no place like . . . . ."
The smile left his face, and his brows knitted in pain and confusion as he spied the young woman sitting patiently, but ever so sadly on the couch. Wesley was just as shocked to see her, and neither Gunn nor Fred knew her identity.
Cordelia knew who she was, and why she was here. The former queen of both Sunnydale High and Pylea walked regally down the steps and into the hotel's foyer proper, and embraced the girl who had been her nemesis. Said nemesis finally allowing tears to creep down her pale cheeks.
Angel was still confused, not an uncommon event. "Buffy?