A/N- see…I'm doing the 'speeding up of the story' thing. I hope to have
Buffy and co outta here within the next couple of chapters 'cos I think its
getting a little old. Not to mention tiresome for li'l ole' me. Have I
mentioned that I can't get into her character? I just cannot for the life
of me write her well. *sigh* ^_^ Uh…I don't know what more to say at the
moment, so I'll just let you read for now. (remember to review)
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So I ran for my life out of that hotel. I don't think I've ever run any faster in my entire existence. Yep, that's right, I'm a coward. I couldn't stand being beaten into a bloody pulp anymore, so I got the hell out. I know it was supposed to be an act and that this is all part of the plan, but for the tiniest second I actually contemplated turning it into reality. I actually *let* myself think of betraying the woman I love. I feel so awful. I can't believe I thought about it. So much for trying to be good.
So…why didn't I go through with it when I had the chance? Well, I guess my conscience kicked in when I saw Connor sleeping peacefully in his crib after Angel put him down to bed. I realised that I'm not Evil Lindsey anymore. I'm Lindsey McDonald and I'm one of the good guys. And soon, *I'm* going to be the proud father putting his baby down for a nap.
That's if this plan of ours works.
It's too late to formulate a new one 'cos we've already put this one into action. I can't waste my time on the 'what ifs' anymore. Not only is it pointless to do so, but it shows weakness. If the enemy senses weakness it preys on it. Especially Wolfram & Hart. And I'll be damned if they're gonna get anywhere near Cordy or her family. (I know, I'm probably already damned, but you get the point.)
I'm outside the door to my apartment now. Reaching for the doorknob, I freeze. Something's wrong. I look around self-consciously. Nobody appears to be watching me, but if W&H could bug my apartment like they did…well, you never know what else they've got bugged around here…like the hallway security cameras for instance. Looking around once more, I shrug the feeling off as if it doesn't bother me.
Pulling my keys from my pocket, I slide them into the lock and turn. The door gives a satisfying 'click' and I turn the knob, making my way inside. The light from the hallway floods in, filling the tiny hall and living room with a soft, almost eerie, glow. I let my eyes adjust to the semi-darkness, trying to pick out any dangers like, say, one of W&H's assassins.
Once satisfied that I'm not gonna be ambushed any time soon, I flick on the lights. Everything seems to be in much the same order as it was before I ran out to find Cordelia. Nothing has been ransacked or vandalised, so I'm slightly relieved. I tug my shirt off while I check my answering machine. No more death-threats from Lilah, but there *was* a message from my mom that comes close. (I really should call her back one of these days. Maybe *after* we rid LA of Wolfram & Hart first…)
After about 10 minutes, Cordelia bursts through my front door as planned. She's fully into character and if it were possible for people to blow steam from their nostrils like angry cartoon characters she'd be doing that.
"Cordelia," I say, acting genuinely surprised. "What's wrong? Is everything okay?" I move towards her, full of concern, but she bats me away.
"WHAT'S WRONG?!" She cries furiously. "Don't 'what's wrong' me! You know exactly why I'm here!" I shift my gaze to the floor, the thought that I actually *did* almost betray her tearing me apart inside. "Just answer me this ONE thing." She continues, still fuming. "Why? Why'd you do it?"
"I-"
"You were supposed to be good!" She screams. "You told me that you loved me!"
"Cordy-"
"NO! Don't you dare call me that! You lied! You tricked me into believing that you loved me…that you wanted this baby…But it was all a lie, wasn't it? To get to Connor. You needed someone on the inside to convince everyone else, didn't you? So you thought 'Oh look. There's Cordelia. She's a bimbo. She's perfect.' Didn't you?!"
I shake my head frantically. "No. Cordelia I-"
"You sick bastard!" She steps forward and slaps me. "Who set you up for this?" She yells hysterically. "Who goddamn it? Wolfram and Hart? Holtz himself? Who?!"
Tenderly, I raise my hand to my cheek. It's all red and stinging. It hurts. I think Cordelia's being a bit too convincing here. Fine…It's my turn. "I did it for myself." I snap coldly. "I thought that W&H might take me back if I did. They threatened to kill me, Cordelia. And I don't particularly want to die."
I can feel myself taking on the old Lindsey's persona. I can feel the power rush of evil, the ruthlessness, the wicked glint in my eyes. It's all coming back. And she can see it. She falters. (Good.) I think to myself. (She's going to have to believe this is real…It'll be more convincing. So what if I'm improvising a little more than she expected. That's what Lawyers…especially evil ones…do best, right?)
"So you'd go as far as killing a harmless baby?" She questions.
I don't even take the time to think about my answer. It slides out emotionlessly. "You got it." I chuckle wickedly. "As long as *I * don't die anything's possible."
She narrows her gaze. "I don't believe it. Even when you were with Wolfram & Hart you were very opposed to hurting innocent children. Remember, we helped you with that case and-"
"People change, Cordelia. I've gotten really attached to myself, as one does, and I've decided that I'm not going to let anyone kill me."
She pulls a butcher's knife out from behind her back, a determined glare carved into her eyes. "Well, I don't think you have a choice now do you?"
Hang on! Hold up just a second! Trying to stab me was never part of the plan!
I take a step backwards. "Cordelia, Put down the knife. Let's not do anything we're gonna regret later, okay?"
"What?" She leers. "You couldn't have said that 2 months ago?"
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"This was a great plan, Sherlock." Cordelia whispers sarcastically as I guide/push her towards Lilah's office, with her hands tied behind her back. (She kinda worked out that my Evil Lindsey act was just that; an act. Lucky for both of us really, 'cos I didn't want to have to get stabbed.)
So now we're walking down the halls of the very building of lawyers that we're trying to get rid of. Our reason: Because a cold-blooded bitch called me at home after Cordelia pretended to let me overpower and tie her up. Lilah told me to bring Cordelia with me because we had a few…how'd she put it?…*issues* to discuss.
"Hey, I wasn't really planning on this part either, considering the fact that Willow and pals are going to get the damn building to self-destruct in a little while." I murmur back at her. "But, let's look at it like a minor set back. All you have to do is pretend you're bait. Okay?"
She rolls her eyes and starts to struggle, mumbling obscenities under her breath at me as we pass people. We get to Lilah's office and I force her into a chair in front of the desk. Lilah, who had been staring out the window with her back to her desk, spins around to face us, grinning wickedly from ear to ear. "Lindsey." She greets nonchalantly. "It's been a while."
"Not long enough." Cordelia hisses.
"Funny…I don't recall greeting *you*." The evil bitch behind the desk replies, glaring at my girlfriend in contempt. She diverts her gaze back up to me and demands; "Why isn't she gagged?"
I shrug. "I didn't think she needed to be."
Lilah raises her eyebrows. "I find that *very* hard to believe Lindsey. I mean, I *know* this girl. She DOESN'T SHUT UP. As in *ever*. And from what I've seen…she's *not* the type to go for bondage in the bedroom, so this wouldn't be a natural or comfortable thing for her, therefore I can only imagine how much she would have complained on the way here."
Cordelia's eyes widen. "What do you mean 'From what you've seen'?" She asks. I know she already knows what Lilah means, but I play along when she turns to me and practically shouts, "What does she mean?!"
"I think you have a fair idea, Cordy." I spit back, getting back into 'evil Lindsey' mode. "Don't worry. Lilah said she was entertained-"
Cordelia narrows her eyes and moves to stand up defiantly. I push her back down in an instant, a little rougher than I had intended. I want to apologise when she winces, but that'd blow my cover, so instead I let out an evil chuckle. "Sorry, babe." I say, the sarcasm and cruelty dripping from each word. "Did I hurt you?"
I notice that Lilah is starting to get fed up with Cordelia and I, so I look down at her. "Say…You don't happen to have anything that I could gag her with now, do you?"
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"So…you almost had the little brat, huh?" Lilah asks as we walk down the hallways of Wolfram & Hart on our way to see the senior partners.
"Yeah…Angel caught me before I had the chance to nab him, though." I reply, hiding the pang of guilt that still haunts me. (I actually thought of doing it for real…)
She narrows her eyes at me. "Why?" She snaps, her tone sharp and non- convinced. "Why did you choose to do it? Aside from the death-threat Lindsey, Why'd you suddenly choose to be on our side again?"
"I've always been on your side." I reply suavely. "I left to make Angel feel that there was no threat in me anymore. I'd always had the intention of coming back and destroying him someday. Just not while he thought I was still a threat." I force myself to pull the same patented Evil Lindsey smirk that was once my trademark for 'I have a plan. Anyone that comes between me and succeeding here is going to suffer.' "Lets just say that the latest revelations with Cordelia were unplanned, but couldn't have come at a better time. She gave me the perfect inlet to Angel's world. And I took the chance."
Lilah is still not convinced. "So…your 'Lovey-Dovey' thing was all an act? You were using her to get to him?"
"Pretty much." My thoughts float to the woman we left handcuffed, bound and gagged in Lilah's office. I'm so sorry that I had to leave her like that. I vowed that if the guard Lilah called in to watch her lays so much as a finger on my Cordy, he wouldn't have the time to regret it.
"Cut the crap!" Lilah yells, causing me to focus back on convincing her. "I had your apartment bugged and it didn't seem to me like you were planning on coming back to us. Quite the contrary and-"
"And," I cut her off, "You're right. I didn't intend on coming back here. I just said I planned on destroying Angel. I was biding my time. Cordelia was, at first, a drunken mistake. But…when Angel came and told me that she was pregnant with my child…I jumped at the chance he was giving me to get to know them all." Once again, I force that grin to appear. "Now that I've done that, I have all the information I need to get them at their most vulnerable. Con…Angel's kid was an added bonus as far as my plan was concerned. I think I just got a little too gung-ho with the execution." I drop my voice and push her into the wall. "And if you ever threaten me again…You'll be a whole lot more than sorry. Got that?"
She swallows and nods, so I let her go and straighten myself up. For the rest of the walk to the main boardroom, we're both silent. When we reach the double oak doors I feel my stomach turn. I'm suddenly a double agent for real. This time I'm not only betraying the firm on one measly case, I'm helping Angel tear it apart. It's a big step I'm taking now. Oh, god…I hope this works. I pull the handle down and push the first door open.
In front of me is a large and familiar table, one we always used to use in board meetings and client briefings. This is going to be the last of those for anyone. I'm here to make sure of it. In the far right corner sits the water cooler. The far left corner is home to a plastic pot plant. The rest of the room is bare.
"Lindsey." The first partner says, shaking me out of my thoughts. "Sit down. It appears we have some…issues…to discuss."
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"So…Are we all set?" I ask Lilah. "You've called in the big guns?"
"Check." She responds, nodding her head. We continue on our way back to her office.
"Great." I reply optimistically. Now, I've just gotta convince her to let Cordelia go and make our way to the designated taco place for a brief snack. First thing's first. "So…" I begin cautiously. "Now that I've cut this deal with you guys, do you think we could let Cordelia go?"
Immediately, Lilah comes to a complete halt and spins furiously to face me. "What?"
"I asked whether we could let her go. In all honesty, do we really need her? Plus…she *is* pregnant with *my* child. I may be evil, but I could never-"
"Okay. I get it." She says, stopping me from continuing my little speech. "You don't want your own flesh and blood to be hurt in all this. Fair enough. Plus…Angel doesn't like it when I mess with his seer too much." She shrugs. "We'll let her go. But, if she gets caught up in the action later on…Don't expect me to not let anyone kill her. She's just as much a danger to us as Angel."
"Got it." I answer.
We strut back into Lilah's office and I move to untie Cordelia.
"So, here's the deal." I tell her. "We're letting you go 'cos you are carrying a very valuable asset to me, understand?"
She mumbles from underneath her gag, and nods furiously.
I continue. " That doesn't mean that if you go back and tell Angel that I brought you here and he puts 2 and 2 together, we wont kill you. Got that too?"
Again, she nods and mumbles. I start to untie her gag and she practically spits it out. "You disgust me." She throws at me. I ignore her and unlock the handcuffs that hold her hands behind the chair. Next, I untie the ropes binding her ankles to the chair legs. I offer her my hand to help her get up, but she hits it away. Standing, she gives me one last glare and stalks out the door.
"Don't you think she's going to run straight to Angel with all this?" Lilah queries.
I grin wickedly. "Actually…I'm counting on it."
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A/N- I'm actually getting places now! What do you think? Yep. That's right. You gotta review! No more sitting and pretending that u don't have to, 'cos it's like all my reviewers have gotten bored and are running away. What am I doing wrong? Tell me and I'll see whether I can fix the problem. (And…so sorry…I'm not taking the C/L thing as a problem.) Maybe the fact that Angel has nobody is a problem, but MissKitieFantastico has already suggested a pretty great remedy for that via email… (PS- To MKF, I know I've probably said this before, but I owe you a *huge* thanks! If I ever get this part finished I think I'm gonna follow up on your suggestion. ^_^) So…I guess all I'm gonna say now is: Review the fic guys! Thanks.
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So I ran for my life out of that hotel. I don't think I've ever run any faster in my entire existence. Yep, that's right, I'm a coward. I couldn't stand being beaten into a bloody pulp anymore, so I got the hell out. I know it was supposed to be an act and that this is all part of the plan, but for the tiniest second I actually contemplated turning it into reality. I actually *let* myself think of betraying the woman I love. I feel so awful. I can't believe I thought about it. So much for trying to be good.
So…why didn't I go through with it when I had the chance? Well, I guess my conscience kicked in when I saw Connor sleeping peacefully in his crib after Angel put him down to bed. I realised that I'm not Evil Lindsey anymore. I'm Lindsey McDonald and I'm one of the good guys. And soon, *I'm* going to be the proud father putting his baby down for a nap.
That's if this plan of ours works.
It's too late to formulate a new one 'cos we've already put this one into action. I can't waste my time on the 'what ifs' anymore. Not only is it pointless to do so, but it shows weakness. If the enemy senses weakness it preys on it. Especially Wolfram & Hart. And I'll be damned if they're gonna get anywhere near Cordy or her family. (I know, I'm probably already damned, but you get the point.)
I'm outside the door to my apartment now. Reaching for the doorknob, I freeze. Something's wrong. I look around self-consciously. Nobody appears to be watching me, but if W&H could bug my apartment like they did…well, you never know what else they've got bugged around here…like the hallway security cameras for instance. Looking around once more, I shrug the feeling off as if it doesn't bother me.
Pulling my keys from my pocket, I slide them into the lock and turn. The door gives a satisfying 'click' and I turn the knob, making my way inside. The light from the hallway floods in, filling the tiny hall and living room with a soft, almost eerie, glow. I let my eyes adjust to the semi-darkness, trying to pick out any dangers like, say, one of W&H's assassins.
Once satisfied that I'm not gonna be ambushed any time soon, I flick on the lights. Everything seems to be in much the same order as it was before I ran out to find Cordelia. Nothing has been ransacked or vandalised, so I'm slightly relieved. I tug my shirt off while I check my answering machine. No more death-threats from Lilah, but there *was* a message from my mom that comes close. (I really should call her back one of these days. Maybe *after* we rid LA of Wolfram & Hart first…)
After about 10 minutes, Cordelia bursts through my front door as planned. She's fully into character and if it were possible for people to blow steam from their nostrils like angry cartoon characters she'd be doing that.
"Cordelia," I say, acting genuinely surprised. "What's wrong? Is everything okay?" I move towards her, full of concern, but she bats me away.
"WHAT'S WRONG?!" She cries furiously. "Don't 'what's wrong' me! You know exactly why I'm here!" I shift my gaze to the floor, the thought that I actually *did* almost betray her tearing me apart inside. "Just answer me this ONE thing." She continues, still fuming. "Why? Why'd you do it?"
"I-"
"You were supposed to be good!" She screams. "You told me that you loved me!"
"Cordy-"
"NO! Don't you dare call me that! You lied! You tricked me into believing that you loved me…that you wanted this baby…But it was all a lie, wasn't it? To get to Connor. You needed someone on the inside to convince everyone else, didn't you? So you thought 'Oh look. There's Cordelia. She's a bimbo. She's perfect.' Didn't you?!"
I shake my head frantically. "No. Cordelia I-"
"You sick bastard!" She steps forward and slaps me. "Who set you up for this?" She yells hysterically. "Who goddamn it? Wolfram and Hart? Holtz himself? Who?!"
Tenderly, I raise my hand to my cheek. It's all red and stinging. It hurts. I think Cordelia's being a bit too convincing here. Fine…It's my turn. "I did it for myself." I snap coldly. "I thought that W&H might take me back if I did. They threatened to kill me, Cordelia. And I don't particularly want to die."
I can feel myself taking on the old Lindsey's persona. I can feel the power rush of evil, the ruthlessness, the wicked glint in my eyes. It's all coming back. And she can see it. She falters. (Good.) I think to myself. (She's going to have to believe this is real…It'll be more convincing. So what if I'm improvising a little more than she expected. That's what Lawyers…especially evil ones…do best, right?)
"So you'd go as far as killing a harmless baby?" She questions.
I don't even take the time to think about my answer. It slides out emotionlessly. "You got it." I chuckle wickedly. "As long as *I * don't die anything's possible."
She narrows her gaze. "I don't believe it. Even when you were with Wolfram & Hart you were very opposed to hurting innocent children. Remember, we helped you with that case and-"
"People change, Cordelia. I've gotten really attached to myself, as one does, and I've decided that I'm not going to let anyone kill me."
She pulls a butcher's knife out from behind her back, a determined glare carved into her eyes. "Well, I don't think you have a choice now do you?"
Hang on! Hold up just a second! Trying to stab me was never part of the plan!
I take a step backwards. "Cordelia, Put down the knife. Let's not do anything we're gonna regret later, okay?"
"What?" She leers. "You couldn't have said that 2 months ago?"
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"This was a great plan, Sherlock." Cordelia whispers sarcastically as I guide/push her towards Lilah's office, with her hands tied behind her back. (She kinda worked out that my Evil Lindsey act was just that; an act. Lucky for both of us really, 'cos I didn't want to have to get stabbed.)
So now we're walking down the halls of the very building of lawyers that we're trying to get rid of. Our reason: Because a cold-blooded bitch called me at home after Cordelia pretended to let me overpower and tie her up. Lilah told me to bring Cordelia with me because we had a few…how'd she put it?…*issues* to discuss.
"Hey, I wasn't really planning on this part either, considering the fact that Willow and pals are going to get the damn building to self-destruct in a little while." I murmur back at her. "But, let's look at it like a minor set back. All you have to do is pretend you're bait. Okay?"
She rolls her eyes and starts to struggle, mumbling obscenities under her breath at me as we pass people. We get to Lilah's office and I force her into a chair in front of the desk. Lilah, who had been staring out the window with her back to her desk, spins around to face us, grinning wickedly from ear to ear. "Lindsey." She greets nonchalantly. "It's been a while."
"Not long enough." Cordelia hisses.
"Funny…I don't recall greeting *you*." The evil bitch behind the desk replies, glaring at my girlfriend in contempt. She diverts her gaze back up to me and demands; "Why isn't she gagged?"
I shrug. "I didn't think she needed to be."
Lilah raises her eyebrows. "I find that *very* hard to believe Lindsey. I mean, I *know* this girl. She DOESN'T SHUT UP. As in *ever*. And from what I've seen…she's *not* the type to go for bondage in the bedroom, so this wouldn't be a natural or comfortable thing for her, therefore I can only imagine how much she would have complained on the way here."
Cordelia's eyes widen. "What do you mean 'From what you've seen'?" She asks. I know she already knows what Lilah means, but I play along when she turns to me and practically shouts, "What does she mean?!"
"I think you have a fair idea, Cordy." I spit back, getting back into 'evil Lindsey' mode. "Don't worry. Lilah said she was entertained-"
Cordelia narrows her eyes and moves to stand up defiantly. I push her back down in an instant, a little rougher than I had intended. I want to apologise when she winces, but that'd blow my cover, so instead I let out an evil chuckle. "Sorry, babe." I say, the sarcasm and cruelty dripping from each word. "Did I hurt you?"
I notice that Lilah is starting to get fed up with Cordelia and I, so I look down at her. "Say…You don't happen to have anything that I could gag her with now, do you?"
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"So…you almost had the little brat, huh?" Lilah asks as we walk down the hallways of Wolfram & Hart on our way to see the senior partners.
"Yeah…Angel caught me before I had the chance to nab him, though." I reply, hiding the pang of guilt that still haunts me. (I actually thought of doing it for real…)
She narrows her eyes at me. "Why?" She snaps, her tone sharp and non- convinced. "Why did you choose to do it? Aside from the death-threat Lindsey, Why'd you suddenly choose to be on our side again?"
"I've always been on your side." I reply suavely. "I left to make Angel feel that there was no threat in me anymore. I'd always had the intention of coming back and destroying him someday. Just not while he thought I was still a threat." I force myself to pull the same patented Evil Lindsey smirk that was once my trademark for 'I have a plan. Anyone that comes between me and succeeding here is going to suffer.' "Lets just say that the latest revelations with Cordelia were unplanned, but couldn't have come at a better time. She gave me the perfect inlet to Angel's world. And I took the chance."
Lilah is still not convinced. "So…your 'Lovey-Dovey' thing was all an act? You were using her to get to him?"
"Pretty much." My thoughts float to the woman we left handcuffed, bound and gagged in Lilah's office. I'm so sorry that I had to leave her like that. I vowed that if the guard Lilah called in to watch her lays so much as a finger on my Cordy, he wouldn't have the time to regret it.
"Cut the crap!" Lilah yells, causing me to focus back on convincing her. "I had your apartment bugged and it didn't seem to me like you were planning on coming back to us. Quite the contrary and-"
"And," I cut her off, "You're right. I didn't intend on coming back here. I just said I planned on destroying Angel. I was biding my time. Cordelia was, at first, a drunken mistake. But…when Angel came and told me that she was pregnant with my child…I jumped at the chance he was giving me to get to know them all." Once again, I force that grin to appear. "Now that I've done that, I have all the information I need to get them at their most vulnerable. Con…Angel's kid was an added bonus as far as my plan was concerned. I think I just got a little too gung-ho with the execution." I drop my voice and push her into the wall. "And if you ever threaten me again…You'll be a whole lot more than sorry. Got that?"
She swallows and nods, so I let her go and straighten myself up. For the rest of the walk to the main boardroom, we're both silent. When we reach the double oak doors I feel my stomach turn. I'm suddenly a double agent for real. This time I'm not only betraying the firm on one measly case, I'm helping Angel tear it apart. It's a big step I'm taking now. Oh, god…I hope this works. I pull the handle down and push the first door open.
In front of me is a large and familiar table, one we always used to use in board meetings and client briefings. This is going to be the last of those for anyone. I'm here to make sure of it. In the far right corner sits the water cooler. The far left corner is home to a plastic pot plant. The rest of the room is bare.
"Lindsey." The first partner says, shaking me out of my thoughts. "Sit down. It appears we have some…issues…to discuss."
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"So…Are we all set?" I ask Lilah. "You've called in the big guns?"
"Check." She responds, nodding her head. We continue on our way back to her office.
"Great." I reply optimistically. Now, I've just gotta convince her to let Cordelia go and make our way to the designated taco place for a brief snack. First thing's first. "So…" I begin cautiously. "Now that I've cut this deal with you guys, do you think we could let Cordelia go?"
Immediately, Lilah comes to a complete halt and spins furiously to face me. "What?"
"I asked whether we could let her go. In all honesty, do we really need her? Plus…she *is* pregnant with *my* child. I may be evil, but I could never-"
"Okay. I get it." She says, stopping me from continuing my little speech. "You don't want your own flesh and blood to be hurt in all this. Fair enough. Plus…Angel doesn't like it when I mess with his seer too much." She shrugs. "We'll let her go. But, if she gets caught up in the action later on…Don't expect me to not let anyone kill her. She's just as much a danger to us as Angel."
"Got it." I answer.
We strut back into Lilah's office and I move to untie Cordelia.
"So, here's the deal." I tell her. "We're letting you go 'cos you are carrying a very valuable asset to me, understand?"
She mumbles from underneath her gag, and nods furiously.
I continue. " That doesn't mean that if you go back and tell Angel that I brought you here and he puts 2 and 2 together, we wont kill you. Got that too?"
Again, she nods and mumbles. I start to untie her gag and she practically spits it out. "You disgust me." She throws at me. I ignore her and unlock the handcuffs that hold her hands behind the chair. Next, I untie the ropes binding her ankles to the chair legs. I offer her my hand to help her get up, but she hits it away. Standing, she gives me one last glare and stalks out the door.
"Don't you think she's going to run straight to Angel with all this?" Lilah queries.
I grin wickedly. "Actually…I'm counting on it."
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A/N- I'm actually getting places now! What do you think? Yep. That's right. You gotta review! No more sitting and pretending that u don't have to, 'cos it's like all my reviewers have gotten bored and are running away. What am I doing wrong? Tell me and I'll see whether I can fix the problem. (And…so sorry…I'm not taking the C/L thing as a problem.) Maybe the fact that Angel has nobody is a problem, but MissKitieFantastico has already suggested a pretty great remedy for that via email… (PS- To MKF, I know I've probably said this before, but I owe you a *huge* thanks! If I ever get this part finished I think I'm gonna follow up on your suggestion. ^_^) So…I guess all I'm gonna say now is: Review the fic guys! Thanks.