Title: A Time Of Innocence
Author: Lacey
Disclaimer: Don't own them. Never will.
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A brunette, flanked by two bodyguards sauntered up to a table where a middle-aged man was sitting flipping through a brown file. "Brandon, Do you have the information?" She demanded, snapping her fingers at one of her guards, who bustled off to get her a drink.
"That depends Lilah," The man answered, in a smooth English accent, as he watched the brunette take a sip of her martini, "If you give me what we agreed upon," he held up the file, "Then you get this,"
Lilah smiled seductively, "okay, lets make this deal out the back," she said finishing her drink and motioning to her two thugs. Brandon followed them out to the back room, which he hadn't noticed before. She shut the door behind him, "So." as she sat herself down on a couch and crossed her legs, "What exactly is in that file?"
Brandon cleared his throat, feeling a little nervous now they were in a less public area. "Ahhh, name, background, her family, friends, the places she hangs, even her star sign," he stared Lilah right in the eyes, "absolutely everything we could possibly find on this girl, is in this file, which is why it is imperative that I get my money and disappear soon."
He extended his arm and handed the file to Lilah, who snatched it from him greedily.
She checked through the file quickly, then smiled, seemingly satisfied, "wow Brandon, I'm actually impressed for once, you guys definitely do your homework, congratulations, this will be a lot of help to complete our project," he nodded his head, "And my money?" he inquired.
Her smile turned nasty, "you won't be needing any money, Brandon." She held up her hand for silence as he started to protest, "I'm grateful for your help Brandon, I really am, you made my job a lot easier, but I just can't afford to take any risks." She glanced over her shoulder, "Kill him,"
Her two bodyguards morphed into their game faces as they closed in for the kill, enjoying the horrified look on their victims face.
Lilah strutted out of the door, brown file under her arm and shut the door behind her to silence Brandon's dying screams. She sat back down at the table and ordered another Martini.
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Wesley got out of his seat and shuffled to the door, where a cocky looking Lilah greeted him. "Hi Honey," she purred, "May I come in?" without waiting for an answer she sashayed past him and seated herself on the couch; placing the brown file on her knee. "Lilah, I thought I told you to stay away. Why are you here?" Wesley demanded in a harsh voice.
"Not a social call," replied Lilah, handing the brown file to Wesley. "We have a job offer for you, assuming you're interested," Lilah's eyes twinkled wickedly, as Wesley shuffled through the file, "should be quite close to home,"
Wesley shakes his head in disbelief, "Wolfram and Hart want their own Slayer?" He shut the file and tossed it onto a nearby table. "And I though that you learned your lesson after dealing with Faith."
Lilah tilted her head sideways, "well. yes, I must admit the tirade with Faith was rather disappointing, yet now with Faith dead, we can all move past that." She rubbed her hands together, smiling at Wesley's shocked expression.
"So now you see, we will have our own slayer trained up from the start of her calling. And we want you to train her." Wesley's eyebrows shot up,
"Yes you Wes, you have the training, and the spare time." Said a smirking Lilah, "you will of course be compensated, lots of money, new apartment. We just need this girl to do whatever we tell her to do. So what do you say? Will you do it?" Wesley just looked at her.
"Aww, Wes, I knew you look at it our way, you've have to much loyalty to the watchers council and the slayers cause to not adhere to our request. You'll do it, purely because you don't like what Wolfram and Hart could do to her. What we could teach her, turn her into if you aren't there. After Faith, you want to prove yourself. Pack your stuff," Lilah ordered, looking around the apartment distastefully, "your new place is set up on the east side of town," she handed him a card, "be there tomorrow morning, we'll have the girl waiting."
With a toss of her head, she strode back out of the apartment and into a waiting limo.
Wesley watched the limo drive away from his window. Then he grabbed the phone and dialled.
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Fred picked up the ringing phone and said perkily, "Angel Investigations, we help the hopeless, how can we help you?"
Wesley cleared his throat "Fred, its Wesley, I have some information about Wolfram and Harts newest project, I need to get it to Angel." Fred coughed nervously and looked around the empty foyer. "Um, Wesley, they may be a little hard, you set foot in here and Angel will kill you." Wesley sighed, "I know Fred, but it is imperative that Angel gets this info. Can we meet -"
Wesley was interrupted as Angel clambered down the stairs followed by Lorne. At the same time Gunn and Cordelia barged through the front doors. "Who's on the phone babe? Client?" Fred shook her head and motioned to shush them all.
"Alright then, I'll get it to you another way" said Wesley, then thinking quickly added, "Pizza will be delivered in 15," then he hung up.
Fred was surprised, "yep that's right, thank you" then she also hung up the phone. She grinned at them all, "Pizza will be here soon."
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Okay, this is set around the start of Angel season 4 Angel. Season 7 Buffy. But that part will come soon. Angel was at the bottom of the Pacific. Cordy was not all glowy in the sky and Lorne never left. I like him too much. He's a dude! That hopefully should cover it. Cause I got this idea before season 7. Plus it hasn't even started down here in Aussie.
Please Review, I'd really like to know what you think. I'll continue either way though cos its fun.
Hugs and sunshine, Lacey :o)
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A brunette, flanked by two bodyguards sauntered up to a table where a middle-aged man was sitting flipping through a brown file. "Brandon, Do you have the information?" She demanded, snapping her fingers at one of her guards, who bustled off to get her a drink.
"That depends Lilah," The man answered, in a smooth English accent, as he watched the brunette take a sip of her martini, "If you give me what we agreed upon," he held up the file, "Then you get this,"
Lilah smiled seductively, "okay, lets make this deal out the back," she said finishing her drink and motioning to her two thugs. Brandon followed them out to the back room, which he hadn't noticed before. She shut the door behind him, "So." as she sat herself down on a couch and crossed her legs, "What exactly is in that file?"
Brandon cleared his throat, feeling a little nervous now they were in a less public area. "Ahhh, name, background, her family, friends, the places she hangs, even her star sign," he stared Lilah right in the eyes, "absolutely everything we could possibly find on this girl, is in this file, which is why it is imperative that I get my money and disappear soon."
He extended his arm and handed the file to Lilah, who snatched it from him greedily.
She checked through the file quickly, then smiled, seemingly satisfied, "wow Brandon, I'm actually impressed for once, you guys definitely do your homework, congratulations, this will be a lot of help to complete our project," he nodded his head, "And my money?" he inquired.
Her smile turned nasty, "you won't be needing any money, Brandon." She held up her hand for silence as he started to protest, "I'm grateful for your help Brandon, I really am, you made my job a lot easier, but I just can't afford to take any risks." She glanced over her shoulder, "Kill him,"
Her two bodyguards morphed into their game faces as they closed in for the kill, enjoying the horrified look on their victims face.
Lilah strutted out of the door, brown file under her arm and shut the door behind her to silence Brandon's dying screams. She sat back down at the table and ordered another Martini.
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Wesley got out of his seat and shuffled to the door, where a cocky looking Lilah greeted him. "Hi Honey," she purred, "May I come in?" without waiting for an answer she sashayed past him and seated herself on the couch; placing the brown file on her knee. "Lilah, I thought I told you to stay away. Why are you here?" Wesley demanded in a harsh voice.
"Not a social call," replied Lilah, handing the brown file to Wesley. "We have a job offer for you, assuming you're interested," Lilah's eyes twinkled wickedly, as Wesley shuffled through the file, "should be quite close to home,"
Wesley shakes his head in disbelief, "Wolfram and Hart want their own Slayer?" He shut the file and tossed it onto a nearby table. "And I though that you learned your lesson after dealing with Faith."
Lilah tilted her head sideways, "well. yes, I must admit the tirade with Faith was rather disappointing, yet now with Faith dead, we can all move past that." She rubbed her hands together, smiling at Wesley's shocked expression.
"So now you see, we will have our own slayer trained up from the start of her calling. And we want you to train her." Wesley's eyebrows shot up,
"Yes you Wes, you have the training, and the spare time." Said a smirking Lilah, "you will of course be compensated, lots of money, new apartment. We just need this girl to do whatever we tell her to do. So what do you say? Will you do it?" Wesley just looked at her.
"Aww, Wes, I knew you look at it our way, you've have to much loyalty to the watchers council and the slayers cause to not adhere to our request. You'll do it, purely because you don't like what Wolfram and Hart could do to her. What we could teach her, turn her into if you aren't there. After Faith, you want to prove yourself. Pack your stuff," Lilah ordered, looking around the apartment distastefully, "your new place is set up on the east side of town," she handed him a card, "be there tomorrow morning, we'll have the girl waiting."
With a toss of her head, she strode back out of the apartment and into a waiting limo.
Wesley watched the limo drive away from his window. Then he grabbed the phone and dialled.
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Fred picked up the ringing phone and said perkily, "Angel Investigations, we help the hopeless, how can we help you?"
Wesley cleared his throat "Fred, its Wesley, I have some information about Wolfram and Harts newest project, I need to get it to Angel." Fred coughed nervously and looked around the empty foyer. "Um, Wesley, they may be a little hard, you set foot in here and Angel will kill you." Wesley sighed, "I know Fred, but it is imperative that Angel gets this info. Can we meet -"
Wesley was interrupted as Angel clambered down the stairs followed by Lorne. At the same time Gunn and Cordelia barged through the front doors. "Who's on the phone babe? Client?" Fred shook her head and motioned to shush them all.
"Alright then, I'll get it to you another way" said Wesley, then thinking quickly added, "Pizza will be delivered in 15," then he hung up.
Fred was surprised, "yep that's right, thank you" then she also hung up the phone. She grinned at them all, "Pizza will be here soon."
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Okay, this is set around the start of Angel season 4 Angel. Season 7 Buffy. But that part will come soon. Angel was at the bottom of the Pacific. Cordy was not all glowy in the sky and Lorne never left. I like him too much. He's a dude! That hopefully should cover it. Cause I got this idea before season 7. Plus it hasn't even started down here in Aussie.
Please Review, I'd really like to know what you think. I'll continue either way though cos its fun.
Hugs and sunshine, Lacey :o)
