Chapter Two: Devil With A Black Dress On
"Why should I protect her? It could be a trap..." Angel had objected to the idea almost as soon as it left Lindsey's lips. Amara stood behind Lindsey, not really looking around. Her blue eyes glued to the floor as Lindsey fought for her to be protected. Sairi was making himself comfortable in Cordelia's lap, who was smiling and rubbing his stomach.
"What are you doing?" Angels voice held the questioning tone of 'please don't tell me you're falling for this.' While she just looked up from playing with the fox, a broad smile on her face white teeth showing.
"I like him."
"I like you to sweetheart...jus' keep a-rubbin'" Sairi was in heaven, Amara glanced up and rolled her eyes. She had never given him that much attention before...mostly because he was always the barer of bad news...she swayed for a moment and gave a quick as silent as she could manage cough into her hand, not wanting to draw a lot of attention to herself.
There was another man in the room, besides the woman and the vampire. He was in a wheel-chair, obviously to Amara recovering from an accident. "There is only one way to prove that she is an immortal like he says she is...and even then we don't know if we can trust her..." His accent was British, and she liked listening to it, it reminded her of the UK, even if what he did say was slightly hurtful to her. They wouldn't trust her because Lindsey was the one that brought her here, to her that just didn't seem right.
"What way?" Both Angel and Lindsey asked at the same time, both looking at each other the moment after they said that with death glares.
Wesley moved his chair to sit behind Amara, "I hope you don't mind...but we must find out..." He said pulling up the back of her tank top, causing her to go stiff for a moment as everyone in the room gathered behind her gazing at her back. "She has the mark."
Her pale lower back held a four inch marking, it looked like a regular tattoo to anyone else...but these people were pros they knew what it meant "The infinity symbol?" She blinked, that was Angels voice. Somehow she felt ashamed, her head hung low and she gave another slight cough...all she wanted to do was lay down and sleep.
"It's the mark the powers give one of their immortals...meaning, she's good...she works for the powers. That would explain the talking fox, sometimes that's how they connect the person with them, by an animal enchanted with a human personality..." Wesley explained to everyone, Angel just nodded and Cordelia continued to play with Sairi.
Amara just continued to gaze towards the ground, she hated this...going to someone for help. She shouldn't have to do this, she was an immortal for Christ's sake, but apparently even immortals needed help, no matter how much she didn't want help. Lindsey and Angel continued to bicker back and forth to each other while Wesley still studied her, she could see Sairi from the corner of her eyes. He seemed to be having no problems adjusting, but he wasn't the one that felt as though their soul was on fire now was he?
I wish I could have stayed with Lindsey, these people...well only Angel and Wesley seemed cold towards me, just because of who brought me here. The woman, well...she was still happily playing with the fox, no judgments from her had been made yet. I know that if I was in their position I wouldn't trust me either...but it hurts, when the only person I knew from my old life walked out the front door I refused the urge to hug him. I...didn't hug people, I didn't do a lot of things any more...
Lindsey had left and the only sound in the room left was the noises that Sairi and Cordelia were making every now and again, sitting on the couch in her living-room the small fox was on her lap, so happy Amara presumed that if he were a cat he would be purring...very loudly at the current moment. Angel and Wesley sat around the table that was more of a book shelf then a table. Both recent and old books scattered about the table, papers that looked years old tossed aimlessly on the table. Both men were currently rummaging and speaking in hushed tones as they looked for something in the pile of things.
"I think we should trust her..." Wesley started, picking up a book and placing it on the floor next to him, "She doesn't seem to have any side...and if what Lindsey tells us is true..."
"But what if he is lying? After all, he did go straight back to Wolfram and Hart after the last time we helped him. Besides wouldn't he want immortality?"
"Of course he would...but, what kind of person would lock up an immortal and drink their blood to become immortal?"
*-.-.-.-.-.-.-*
Lilah Morgan was currently pacing in her office, everything about her was perfection. To the very last detail she made sure she did and got everything right. This time though...she didn't get it right. A gnawing fear was growing in her stomach, sometimes when people at Wolfram and Hart messed up...they well...died to keep it short and simple. She for one was to young to die, to much of a good career, to beautiful...
She adjusted her green dress jacket as she took a few deep breaths in. This was it, this was the deep end...she knew they already knew. After all, Wolfram and Hart knew everything really. They had everything at their disposal and they used it to the full extent that they could...and now she had to be the better person and tell Holland that she screwed up with the simplest task.
Moving towards her desk she fumbled with the phone for a moment with her nervousness and pressed a red button paging her secretary. "Madison, please hold my calls for an hour." With that she left her office, and headed up the hall, the fear growing and engulfing her as she walked along the hallway.
Minutes later after speaking with someone at a desk in front of his office she managed to explain in a bit of a stumble that she was here due to an emergency and needed to see Mr. Manners as soon as she could, she was let into his large office and the moment she stepped in she wanted to leave. She wanted to run away from the office she was currently standing in as fast as possible and as far away as she could get.
"Sir..."
"I know...you lost her..."
"The reports were confirmed though, she is the immortal that they sensed earlier. She just disappeared after leaving the park. We had a team try to follow her, but she was lead to some Karaoke bar, she never left according to them. Now we can't find her..."
"Does Lindsey know yet?" Holland asked, with a smile on his elder face as calm as ever.
"Yes...he seems to be dealing with the situation..."
"Very well then. I'm sure we will find her soon, and then we won't have to worry about anything ever again."
"Yes sir..."
I had never really felt so out of place, it seemed like every time I looked up from the floor every one was watching me. After a while of looking on the table for the right book Wesley proclaimed that Immortals, were normally inclined to do the right thing, so apparently that gave me the all clear in his book...while Angel still looked at me like he was ready to attack me for moving an inch. Which I had done after a while of standing, Cordelia invited me to sit next to her and Sairi on the couch. For awhile the room had been silent, I wasn't really paying attention. I just wanted to lay down somewhere and curl up into a ball...and never wake up [but that was to much to ask] Everyone around me talked, and I sat, ignoring it all. I didn't want to be there.
"So she'll stay here with me then and you and Wesley can bunk?" She was still happily playing with Sairi, who to Cordelia was well the best kind of pet she could think to have...after all it was furry, and small, and it talked. There could be nothing better then a talking fox...Angel shook his head, and Wesley's head went up from the book he was currently skimming through.
"I don't believe that is such a good idea, you see...what would happen if Wolfram and Hart found out she was here...? They would attack you and take her...it's best if Angel stays here too..."
"But...there isn't enough room." She objected, even though she had changed into care giving Cordelia she still didn't want to give up her nice warm comfy bed. There were only two places to sleep in her apartment, the bed and the couch. The third option was the floor...the hardwood...floor.
"I can sleep on the floor..." Amara spoke up, drawing everyone's attention back to her. She glanced up, looking around the room with an arched brow. Angel opened his mouth to say something but she cut him off. "Look, I just need a place to lay down...I've been in worse places...besides I'd feel better if I took the floor and didn't kick my protector off the comfy furniture..."
"No you see it's really no problem...I should sleep on the floor, more of a surprise if we get ambushed and I'm on the floor...in front of the door..."
"Whatever."
"Do you really think we will get ambushed?!" Cordelia squealed, causing Sairi to rock in her lap slightly, almost loosing balance and falling...but managed to catch himself on Amara's pant leg before he reached the floor.
"It's better to be safe then sorry." Wesley added into the conversation, shutting his book he was working on, pulling of his glasses and rubbing the bridge of his nose for a moment. "It's getting late, I best be getting back home..."
"Okay, come back here in the morning then? We can finish researching then..." Angel said, as his arms folded across his chest dark eyes looking towards Amara who was still looking at the floor...and she wasn't looking any healthier then when she came there. Wesley started out and Angel silently followed him, no one in the room knew he was gone...Amara was to busy looking at the floor and wishing to lay down while Cordelia was currently chatting about a role she wanted for television, while Sairi was commenting on what shows he liked to watch.
At the elevator Angel stood next to Wesley, his hands folded across his chest once again. It seemed he had been on the defense ever since she got there. "What do you think we can do?"
"Honestly? Nothing. There are no spells to do much, she can't leave the city...because they will follow her...and the only choice we really have is to protect her. We can't do much other then that."
"If they get their hands on her...it will be the end of us, they will be giving her blood to everyone who works for them...meaning assassins that want us dead."
"Oh so you changed your mind?" Wesley questioned, causing Angel to have a confused look.
"On what?"
"Your opinion on the girl, before you wanted to boot her out...and now you want to protect her?"
"Well...you got to understand, that it was Lindsey who...well...I can't blame her for that can I? But still, I don't trust this, someone is going to get hurt during all of this."
"I think someone is already hurt." Wesley pointed out, glancing back towards Cordelia's door.
"She didn't look good did she?"
"Not by far, though I've read many times that some Immortals have intense pain due to their soul longing for the grave."
"Really?"
"Yes, I presume that is what is wrong with the girl. Hopefully she gets over it enough to be able to fight soon....because once Wolfram and Hart know she's here...that's all we will be doing."
"Don't I know it."
Everything was quiet around me, and I enjoyed it to no end. No sooner then when Angel walked back in the room did Cordelia announce she was going to get some blankets and pillows for me. The ones on the couch had been tossed to Angel, who had obviously been sleeping on her couch. I wonder why, but it's not really that important. Once my blankets were handed to me I was all to happy to lay down, Sairi announced that he was going to keep Cordelia company, which confused me all to hell. Why would he...well...I guess that was his choice. The lights were turned off and once everything went silent I noticed how alone I felt. I wrapped the blanket up close to my face, and gazed up at the ceiling. The laying down helped out a little bit, but the pain I had been feeling all day was still intense. I didn't fall asleep, I could hear the dripping of a sink not to far off and every now and again I heard Angel move about where he was trying to sleep on the floor. It was going to be one of those nights....
Angel could tell who was asleep in the apartment and who wasn't, currently the only one sleeping was Cordelia. Amara he heard by her breathing was still awake, and her fox companion was slowly moving across the apartment. His paws making an almost silent sound as he wandered around stopping every now and again.
Slowly he fell into an uneasy sleep, Angel didn't like it when strangers were around him...but he needed sleep if he wanted to fight whatever Wolfram and Hart was going to throw at them. After awhile he awoke to Sairi and Amara speaking to each other in hushed tones that he was only able to hear due to his enhanced senses.
"I thought you were going to sleep with the girl?"
"She isn't nearly as comfortable as you are." Sairi teased and curled up on Amara's stomach, a yawn escaping his muzzle.
"Really?"
"No, I felt bad leaving you out hear alone..." This statement caused a sigh from Amara and a slight roll of her eyes.
"You felt bad?"
"Yes."
"Since when do you feel bad?"
"Listen--" He cut her off from whatever smart-assed comment she was going to say, "The powers have been chirping all night long. I just don't want to leave you...alone."
"Don't trust the vampire?" She asked, with a small yawn as she tried to get into a comfortable position...but that didn't work, it seemed that no matter what position you put yourself in while feeling like you are being burned alive won't help.
"No, I do...it's jus'...listen something is going to happen...it's already been decided. And even a champion can't protect you..."
"So what you are saying is you're trying to get in as much time with me as you can..."
"Well...yeah, I guess. I know you want to go off and finally rest...but once you do. What happens to me ya know? I mean...do I go back to bein' a fox? Or...do I die too? I'm not keen on dying."
"Neither was I...it's not really that bad I guess...kinda like...well do you remember how it was before you were born?"
"No..."
"Exactly...it's like that."
"What do you mean?" He questioned moving his position.
"What do you think I mean?"
"Bah, yer talkin' in riddles again...aren't I supposed to be the one that does that?"
She sighed, "Yeah yeah..." Moving the blanket back a little bit she wrapped her hands around Sairi and tucked him under with her, turning on her side and holding him as if he were a teddy bear. "Let's just sleep...I'm tired."
"You're sick..."
"Dead people can't be sick." A yawn escaped her pale lips as she said that and slowly she fell asleep with Sairi atop of her...whispering one last statement before falling into never-never land as well...
"If you only knew..."
I was happy Sairi had come to me, rather then sleep with Cordelia...I wasn't about to show that I was happy, but it was good to be able to hold him. Feel his fur rub up against my chin, it was a comfort to the thoughts that were running in my head. They weren't happy thoughts, they were thoughts of what would happen to me if Wolfram and Hart finds me...it's funny though...the company that my father was going to work for, was going to make me a human blood bar. Or at least that's what I assumed they were going to do...no one really would tell me anything as of late.
-Devil With A Black Dress On-
Jack Off Jill
Wash off those scabs dear
Or fingernail pick them clean
Pray to all your long lost demons
And justify your means
Devil has a new shape
Devil has a new ride
Devil has a problem but he locks it up inside
Shit angel
Kids sure like the devil these days
And I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to own me angel
Cause I own you now you're gone
Kids sure like the devil these days
And I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to hate me angel
Cause I hate you now you're gone
Did you believe it cause I said so
Did you believe it was true
Did you believe it cause I said so angel
I sure lied to you
Did you believe it cause I said so
Did you believe it was true
I'm eternal and infernal and I sure lied to you
Shit angel
Kids sure like the devil these days
And I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to own me angel
Cause I own you now you're gone
Kids sure like the devil these days
And I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to hate me angel
Cause I hate you now you're gone
Good girl with the black eyes
Believe in future past
Everything that I want happens
See how long that lasts
Devil has a hot rod
Devil high on speed
Devil has a black dress
So her arms can bleed
Kids sure like the devil these days
And I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to know me angel
Cause I know you now you're gone
Kids sure like the devil these days
And I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to hurt me angel
Cause I'm hurting now you're gone
Go go go gone
Go go go gone
Go go go go go go go
"Why should I protect her? It could be a trap..." Angel had objected to the idea almost as soon as it left Lindsey's lips. Amara stood behind Lindsey, not really looking around. Her blue eyes glued to the floor as Lindsey fought for her to be protected. Sairi was making himself comfortable in Cordelia's lap, who was smiling and rubbing his stomach.
"What are you doing?" Angels voice held the questioning tone of 'please don't tell me you're falling for this.' While she just looked up from playing with the fox, a broad smile on her face white teeth showing.
"I like him."
"I like you to sweetheart...jus' keep a-rubbin'" Sairi was in heaven, Amara glanced up and rolled her eyes. She had never given him that much attention before...mostly because he was always the barer of bad news...she swayed for a moment and gave a quick as silent as she could manage cough into her hand, not wanting to draw a lot of attention to herself.
There was another man in the room, besides the woman and the vampire. He was in a wheel-chair, obviously to Amara recovering from an accident. "There is only one way to prove that she is an immortal like he says she is...and even then we don't know if we can trust her..." His accent was British, and she liked listening to it, it reminded her of the UK, even if what he did say was slightly hurtful to her. They wouldn't trust her because Lindsey was the one that brought her here, to her that just didn't seem right.
"What way?" Both Angel and Lindsey asked at the same time, both looking at each other the moment after they said that with death glares.
Wesley moved his chair to sit behind Amara, "I hope you don't mind...but we must find out..." He said pulling up the back of her tank top, causing her to go stiff for a moment as everyone in the room gathered behind her gazing at her back. "She has the mark."
Her pale lower back held a four inch marking, it looked like a regular tattoo to anyone else...but these people were pros they knew what it meant "The infinity symbol?" She blinked, that was Angels voice. Somehow she felt ashamed, her head hung low and she gave another slight cough...all she wanted to do was lay down and sleep.
"It's the mark the powers give one of their immortals...meaning, she's good...she works for the powers. That would explain the talking fox, sometimes that's how they connect the person with them, by an animal enchanted with a human personality..." Wesley explained to everyone, Angel just nodded and Cordelia continued to play with Sairi.
Amara just continued to gaze towards the ground, she hated this...going to someone for help. She shouldn't have to do this, she was an immortal for Christ's sake, but apparently even immortals needed help, no matter how much she didn't want help. Lindsey and Angel continued to bicker back and forth to each other while Wesley still studied her, she could see Sairi from the corner of her eyes. He seemed to be having no problems adjusting, but he wasn't the one that felt as though their soul was on fire now was he?
I wish I could have stayed with Lindsey, these people...well only Angel and Wesley seemed cold towards me, just because of who brought me here. The woman, well...she was still happily playing with the fox, no judgments from her had been made yet. I know that if I was in their position I wouldn't trust me either...but it hurts, when the only person I knew from my old life walked out the front door I refused the urge to hug him. I...didn't hug people, I didn't do a lot of things any more...
Lindsey had left and the only sound in the room left was the noises that Sairi and Cordelia were making every now and again, sitting on the couch in her living-room the small fox was on her lap, so happy Amara presumed that if he were a cat he would be purring...very loudly at the current moment. Angel and Wesley sat around the table that was more of a book shelf then a table. Both recent and old books scattered about the table, papers that looked years old tossed aimlessly on the table. Both men were currently rummaging and speaking in hushed tones as they looked for something in the pile of things.
"I think we should trust her..." Wesley started, picking up a book and placing it on the floor next to him, "She doesn't seem to have any side...and if what Lindsey tells us is true..."
"But what if he is lying? After all, he did go straight back to Wolfram and Hart after the last time we helped him. Besides wouldn't he want immortality?"
"Of course he would...but, what kind of person would lock up an immortal and drink their blood to become immortal?"
*-.-.-.-.-.-.-*
Lilah Morgan was currently pacing in her office, everything about her was perfection. To the very last detail she made sure she did and got everything right. This time though...she didn't get it right. A gnawing fear was growing in her stomach, sometimes when people at Wolfram and Hart messed up...they well...died to keep it short and simple. She for one was to young to die, to much of a good career, to beautiful...
She adjusted her green dress jacket as she took a few deep breaths in. This was it, this was the deep end...she knew they already knew. After all, Wolfram and Hart knew everything really. They had everything at their disposal and they used it to the full extent that they could...and now she had to be the better person and tell Holland that she screwed up with the simplest task.
Moving towards her desk she fumbled with the phone for a moment with her nervousness and pressed a red button paging her secretary. "Madison, please hold my calls for an hour." With that she left her office, and headed up the hall, the fear growing and engulfing her as she walked along the hallway.
Minutes later after speaking with someone at a desk in front of his office she managed to explain in a bit of a stumble that she was here due to an emergency and needed to see Mr. Manners as soon as she could, she was let into his large office and the moment she stepped in she wanted to leave. She wanted to run away from the office she was currently standing in as fast as possible and as far away as she could get.
"Sir..."
"I know...you lost her..."
"The reports were confirmed though, she is the immortal that they sensed earlier. She just disappeared after leaving the park. We had a team try to follow her, but she was lead to some Karaoke bar, she never left according to them. Now we can't find her..."
"Does Lindsey know yet?" Holland asked, with a smile on his elder face as calm as ever.
"Yes...he seems to be dealing with the situation..."
"Very well then. I'm sure we will find her soon, and then we won't have to worry about anything ever again."
"Yes sir..."
I had never really felt so out of place, it seemed like every time I looked up from the floor every one was watching me. After a while of looking on the table for the right book Wesley proclaimed that Immortals, were normally inclined to do the right thing, so apparently that gave me the all clear in his book...while Angel still looked at me like he was ready to attack me for moving an inch. Which I had done after a while of standing, Cordelia invited me to sit next to her and Sairi on the couch. For awhile the room had been silent, I wasn't really paying attention. I just wanted to lay down somewhere and curl up into a ball...and never wake up [but that was to much to ask] Everyone around me talked, and I sat, ignoring it all. I didn't want to be there.
"So she'll stay here with me then and you and Wesley can bunk?" She was still happily playing with Sairi, who to Cordelia was well the best kind of pet she could think to have...after all it was furry, and small, and it talked. There could be nothing better then a talking fox...Angel shook his head, and Wesley's head went up from the book he was currently skimming through.
"I don't believe that is such a good idea, you see...what would happen if Wolfram and Hart found out she was here...? They would attack you and take her...it's best if Angel stays here too..."
"But...there isn't enough room." She objected, even though she had changed into care giving Cordelia she still didn't want to give up her nice warm comfy bed. There were only two places to sleep in her apartment, the bed and the couch. The third option was the floor...the hardwood...floor.
"I can sleep on the floor..." Amara spoke up, drawing everyone's attention back to her. She glanced up, looking around the room with an arched brow. Angel opened his mouth to say something but she cut him off. "Look, I just need a place to lay down...I've been in worse places...besides I'd feel better if I took the floor and didn't kick my protector off the comfy furniture..."
"No you see it's really no problem...I should sleep on the floor, more of a surprise if we get ambushed and I'm on the floor...in front of the door..."
"Whatever."
"Do you really think we will get ambushed?!" Cordelia squealed, causing Sairi to rock in her lap slightly, almost loosing balance and falling...but managed to catch himself on Amara's pant leg before he reached the floor.
"It's better to be safe then sorry." Wesley added into the conversation, shutting his book he was working on, pulling of his glasses and rubbing the bridge of his nose for a moment. "It's getting late, I best be getting back home..."
"Okay, come back here in the morning then? We can finish researching then..." Angel said, as his arms folded across his chest dark eyes looking towards Amara who was still looking at the floor...and she wasn't looking any healthier then when she came there. Wesley started out and Angel silently followed him, no one in the room knew he was gone...Amara was to busy looking at the floor and wishing to lay down while Cordelia was currently chatting about a role she wanted for television, while Sairi was commenting on what shows he liked to watch.
At the elevator Angel stood next to Wesley, his hands folded across his chest once again. It seemed he had been on the defense ever since she got there. "What do you think we can do?"
"Honestly? Nothing. There are no spells to do much, she can't leave the city...because they will follow her...and the only choice we really have is to protect her. We can't do much other then that."
"If they get their hands on her...it will be the end of us, they will be giving her blood to everyone who works for them...meaning assassins that want us dead."
"Oh so you changed your mind?" Wesley questioned, causing Angel to have a confused look.
"On what?"
"Your opinion on the girl, before you wanted to boot her out...and now you want to protect her?"
"Well...you got to understand, that it was Lindsey who...well...I can't blame her for that can I? But still, I don't trust this, someone is going to get hurt during all of this."
"I think someone is already hurt." Wesley pointed out, glancing back towards Cordelia's door.
"She didn't look good did she?"
"Not by far, though I've read many times that some Immortals have intense pain due to their soul longing for the grave."
"Really?"
"Yes, I presume that is what is wrong with the girl. Hopefully she gets over it enough to be able to fight soon....because once Wolfram and Hart know she's here...that's all we will be doing."
"Don't I know it."
Everything was quiet around me, and I enjoyed it to no end. No sooner then when Angel walked back in the room did Cordelia announce she was going to get some blankets and pillows for me. The ones on the couch had been tossed to Angel, who had obviously been sleeping on her couch. I wonder why, but it's not really that important. Once my blankets were handed to me I was all to happy to lay down, Sairi announced that he was going to keep Cordelia company, which confused me all to hell. Why would he...well...I guess that was his choice. The lights were turned off and once everything went silent I noticed how alone I felt. I wrapped the blanket up close to my face, and gazed up at the ceiling. The laying down helped out a little bit, but the pain I had been feeling all day was still intense. I didn't fall asleep, I could hear the dripping of a sink not to far off and every now and again I heard Angel move about where he was trying to sleep on the floor. It was going to be one of those nights....
Angel could tell who was asleep in the apartment and who wasn't, currently the only one sleeping was Cordelia. Amara he heard by her breathing was still awake, and her fox companion was slowly moving across the apartment. His paws making an almost silent sound as he wandered around stopping every now and again.
Slowly he fell into an uneasy sleep, Angel didn't like it when strangers were around him...but he needed sleep if he wanted to fight whatever Wolfram and Hart was going to throw at them. After awhile he awoke to Sairi and Amara speaking to each other in hushed tones that he was only able to hear due to his enhanced senses.
"I thought you were going to sleep with the girl?"
"She isn't nearly as comfortable as you are." Sairi teased and curled up on Amara's stomach, a yawn escaping his muzzle.
"Really?"
"No, I felt bad leaving you out hear alone..." This statement caused a sigh from Amara and a slight roll of her eyes.
"You felt bad?"
"Yes."
"Since when do you feel bad?"
"Listen--" He cut her off from whatever smart-assed comment she was going to say, "The powers have been chirping all night long. I just don't want to leave you...alone."
"Don't trust the vampire?" She asked, with a small yawn as she tried to get into a comfortable position...but that didn't work, it seemed that no matter what position you put yourself in while feeling like you are being burned alive won't help.
"No, I do...it's jus'...listen something is going to happen...it's already been decided. And even a champion can't protect you..."
"So what you are saying is you're trying to get in as much time with me as you can..."
"Well...yeah, I guess. I know you want to go off and finally rest...but once you do. What happens to me ya know? I mean...do I go back to bein' a fox? Or...do I die too? I'm not keen on dying."
"Neither was I...it's not really that bad I guess...kinda like...well do you remember how it was before you were born?"
"No..."
"Exactly...it's like that."
"What do you mean?" He questioned moving his position.
"What do you think I mean?"
"Bah, yer talkin' in riddles again...aren't I supposed to be the one that does that?"
She sighed, "Yeah yeah..." Moving the blanket back a little bit she wrapped her hands around Sairi and tucked him under with her, turning on her side and holding him as if he were a teddy bear. "Let's just sleep...I'm tired."
"You're sick..."
"Dead people can't be sick." A yawn escaped her pale lips as she said that and slowly she fell asleep with Sairi atop of her...whispering one last statement before falling into never-never land as well...
"If you only knew..."
I was happy Sairi had come to me, rather then sleep with Cordelia...I wasn't about to show that I was happy, but it was good to be able to hold him. Feel his fur rub up against my chin, it was a comfort to the thoughts that were running in my head. They weren't happy thoughts, they were thoughts of what would happen to me if Wolfram and Hart finds me...it's funny though...the company that my father was going to work for, was going to make me a human blood bar. Or at least that's what I assumed they were going to do...no one really would tell me anything as of late.
-Devil With A Black Dress On-
Jack Off Jill
Wash off those scabs dear
Or fingernail pick them clean
Pray to all your long lost demons
And justify your means
Devil has a new shape
Devil has a new ride
Devil has a problem but he locks it up inside
Shit angel
Kids sure like the devil these days
And I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to own me angel
Cause I own you now you're gone
Kids sure like the devil these days
And I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to hate me angel
Cause I hate you now you're gone
Did you believe it cause I said so
Did you believe it was true
Did you believe it cause I said so angel
I sure lied to you
Did you believe it cause I said so
Did you believe it was true
I'm eternal and infernal and I sure lied to you
Shit angel
Kids sure like the devil these days
And I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to own me angel
Cause I own you now you're gone
Kids sure like the devil these days
And I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to hate me angel
Cause I hate you now you're gone
Good girl with the black eyes
Believe in future past
Everything that I want happens
See how long that lasts
Devil has a hot rod
Devil high on speed
Devil has a black dress
So her arms can bleed
Kids sure like the devil these days
And I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to know me angel
Cause I know you now you're gone
Kids sure like the devil these days
And I'm the devil with the black dress on
Do you want to hurt me angel
Cause I'm hurting now you're gone
Go go go gone
Go go go gone
Go go go go go go go