Joyce hurried down a corridor, after, what she hoped was Warren. All she'd see was a furtive shadow headed in that direction and she knew that Wreen did that sort of thing. Not wanting to be seen, and after seeing him once, she could understand. What she couldn't understand was sweet little Willow doing that to him. Thimgs must have changed real bad after she uh died. Of course Xander had told her, and she couldn't help but think that Warren deserved something for what he did, especially shooting her daughter, but what could he possibly have done to deserve that.
She couldn't help feeling sorry for Warren, who really had had a horrible life, if his record was true, which Joyce knew it was. All his life, people, friends, parents, school mates had built him up, made him feel accepted, then pushed him aside as unimportant, something to be laughed at. Ridiculed. Much as what Buffy said was what Willow's life had been like, only not so bad. Yet it was Willow who had really gone around the bend.
There, there was that figure, slipping into that room up there. She hurried, and got to the room just as the figure was exiting.
"Cordelia?"
"Mrs. Summers?"
"What are you doing here," they both asked in unison.
"Cordelia," Joyce decided to take the bull by the horns. "Why are you skulking down empty corridors?"
"I'm not skulking," Cordelia's eyes glowed. "I'm looking for someone."
"These offices are empty," Joyce pointed out. "They have been for as long as I've been here, which is longer than you..." Joyce never finished what she was saying as a thought crossed her mind. "Oh Cordelia, I didn't know, I'm so sorry."
"Sorry, whatever for?" Cordelia took a deep breath and looked at the older woman. "Oh...oh, you think I'm dead. No, they made me into a demoness, and then brought me here. Except I haven't been told why I'm here, and I don't know who to go see and I just don't know. A demoness here in the Celestial Library."
"Well, I need to find Warren..."
"Warren, that dweeb is here? They let just anyone in?" Cordelia paused. "Yeah, I guess they do, cause look at me, demoness here and i'm here. I think I heard someone go down this way."
With out saying another word, Cordelia turned and went deeper into the corridor. She wasn't too thrilled with the thought of finding Warren, super dweeb, but the sooner he was found, then the sooner Mrs. Summers could help her.
"Oh My God." Cordelia stared at the flayed figure that cowered against the far wall of the room she had found it in. "Is...Is that Wareen? Who did this to him?"
"Willow."
"WILLOW," yelped Cordelia. "Sweet meek as a mouse Willow did this. But..."
"It's rather complicated. Perhaps you can get Xander to explain it to you later.."
"Xander?" Cordelia looked stunned. "He's here too? But ... but.... When?"
Joyce sighed, knowing that nothing was going to get done until she explained everything to Cordelia.
She couldn't help feeling sorry for Warren, who really had had a horrible life, if his record was true, which Joyce knew it was. All his life, people, friends, parents, school mates had built him up, made him feel accepted, then pushed him aside as unimportant, something to be laughed at. Ridiculed. Much as what Buffy said was what Willow's life had been like, only not so bad. Yet it was Willow who had really gone around the bend.
There, there was that figure, slipping into that room up there. She hurried, and got to the room just as the figure was exiting.
"Cordelia?"
"Mrs. Summers?"
"What are you doing here," they both asked in unison.
"Cordelia," Joyce decided to take the bull by the horns. "Why are you skulking down empty corridors?"
"I'm not skulking," Cordelia's eyes glowed. "I'm looking for someone."
"These offices are empty," Joyce pointed out. "They have been for as long as I've been here, which is longer than you..." Joyce never finished what she was saying as a thought crossed her mind. "Oh Cordelia, I didn't know, I'm so sorry."
"Sorry, whatever for?" Cordelia took a deep breath and looked at the older woman. "Oh...oh, you think I'm dead. No, they made me into a demoness, and then brought me here. Except I haven't been told why I'm here, and I don't know who to go see and I just don't know. A demoness here in the Celestial Library."
"Well, I need to find Warren..."
"Warren, that dweeb is here? They let just anyone in?" Cordelia paused. "Yeah, I guess they do, cause look at me, demoness here and i'm here. I think I heard someone go down this way."
With out saying another word, Cordelia turned and went deeper into the corridor. She wasn't too thrilled with the thought of finding Warren, super dweeb, but the sooner he was found, then the sooner Mrs. Summers could help her.
"Oh My God." Cordelia stared at the flayed figure that cowered against the far wall of the room she had found it in. "Is...Is that Wareen? Who did this to him?"
"Willow."
"WILLOW," yelped Cordelia. "Sweet meek as a mouse Willow did this. But..."
"It's rather complicated. Perhaps you can get Xander to explain it to you later.."
"Xander?" Cordelia looked stunned. "He's here too? But ... but.... When?"
Joyce sighed, knowing that nothing was going to get done until she explained everything to Cordelia.