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"Here." Angel handed Cordelia a roll of money.

"What's this for?" she asked him.

"Don't come in tomorrow in fact don't come in for a few weeks. Take Groo someplace nice with sunlight, you'd like that" Angel said.

"Angel, I… I can't accept this."

" What, why not?!" Angel exclaimed.

" Well for one you're not my boss anymore and two you guys need me here. You can't operate without me. And besides you have already done so much for me. Cordelia stated in a firm manner."

"Fine but don't say I never offered you anything." Angel replied.

That night Angel took Connor with him to see how Wes was coming along with the translation of the prophecies.

" Hey how is that coming along?" Angel asked

Wes looked up, "Oh, fine nothing that important yet."

"Okay tell me if you come across anything important." Angel walked out to put Connor to sleep. Wes re-read the translation to make sure he had done it right. It read "The Father will kill The Son."

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