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"Still don't get how you were so hungry at this time of the day," said Angel, staring incredulously at the four large pizzas.

Fred smiled nervously and bit into another piece.

"You forget man, this is Fred we're talking about," said Gunn, smiling over at his girlfriend.

Fred nodded, "You know me, always ready for a snack. Just-" "What's this?" interrupted Cordelia, pulling a large manila folder out of the pizza box she had just opened.

"Oh," said Fred, wringing her hands. "This instead of a whole pizza?!" exclaimed Cordy, indigently, "Man, what a bunch of cheap creeps." "Um," said Fred. Everyone looked at her.

She shifted uncomfortably under their gazes a moment, then caved.

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"So you're saying Wesley sent this-" Angel indicated the the folder with a gesture "Via pizza box, because he though I'd kill him if he set foot here?"

Fred nodded as she and Gunn emptied the contents of the folder onto the table and started looking through it all.

Angel furrowed his brow.

"Wouldn't kill him." he said.

"Might hurt him a lot though," he continued, "but there's nothing wrong with that, I mean I think that's pretty fair considering-"

"Angel?" Cordelia interrupted him impatiently, "We have a folder full of info about Wolfram and Hart's newest project. I think maybe a little bit of focus would be handy right now."

Angel looked sheepish, "er. right." He shifted in his seat. "a little focus, I can do that."

Cordelia huffed and turning back around she picked up a photo of a young teenage girl with dark brown hair and brown eyes. She was wearing a baggy red jacket and laughing at something.

Lorne whistled softly as he looked over Cordy's shoulder. "Who's the pretty face?"

"Tori." stated Fred, reading of one of the sheets. "No last name known. Been living on the streets since she was 7. It says mostly where she stays or hangs around." She scanned down the page, and then stopped short.

"She's um, to be called as the next slayer.... um tomorrow. Noon."

Angel looked up, the devastation evident on his face.

"So that means....."

"That Faith is dead."

The gang looked over in shock to see Wesley standing on the Foyer steps.

Angel stared at him with narrow eyes.

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Humph. I really didn't want to kill Faith. But it was either her or buffy. And I reckon buffy's died enough. Plus buffy comes into the story soon anyways so it had to be.

Its short I know but I couldn't think of how to start the next paragraph so im leaving it here.

:o) - Lacey