The core group that headed up the infamous law firm known as Wolfram
& Hart was having one of their now usual daily meetings. Angel also as
usual was seated at the head of the long mahogany table; he looked
commending and only slightly broody. He was flocked by his crew, they were
all good friends well... they were his crew. On one side of the table sat
Spike who looked increasingly bored as time went on. Next to Spike was
Wesley who barely seemed to know he was on planet earth much less a
meeting. On the other side of the table was Harmony who had started
inviting herself to the meetings after no one else did, she was staring at
her nails and frowning. Beside Harmony was Lorne, who had a half smile
plastered on his face and was nodding along to what Angel was saying. Gunn
was noticeably absent as was Fred; which left a big gaping hole not just at
the table but within the group, it was a spot no one could fill.
Angel's thoughts drifted away from the business and what he was saying, he started thinking about Fred, and the words 'handsome man saved me' ran through his his mind over and over again. Angel abruptly finished what he was saying then turned toward Wesley, "How is the Ilyria situation going Wes?" he asked. At the sound of his name Wes instinctively looked up and blinked back into reality. He had no idea what Angel had said and everyone was waiting for him to speak.
Suddenly the wide double doors to the conference room snapped open commanding everyone's attention. They all turned to stare at the person who was entering the room. She had deathly pale skin, dark sorrowful chocolate brown eyes, raven black hair and a French manicure that Harmony would kill for and actually had at one point. The woman wore a dark black dress with a little bit of lace that was a couple of years out of date and half a dozen sizes too big. The result was that she looked like a little girl dressing up in her mother's clothing. The faces at the table were filled with confusion by her presence, especially by the three who recognized and knew her well. Her eyes looked over the table seeming to pierce into the depths of everyone then her eyes settled on two of the men. "I see my boys are having a lovely little meeting. And they didn't invite me, shame on you." She said disapprovingly in her lilting soft English accent. "Tsk tsk." She clucked her tongue at them hoping to make them feel sorry for what they had done to her..
"Dru..." Spike started affectionately at first then turned colder. "What in bloody hell are you doing here?" he almost yelled as he stood up. Angel followed suit standing up beside Spike and facing off Drusilla. The others finally realized who the woman in front of them was and they just stared more their mouths opened slightly in shock.
"I came out to play my sweets." Drusilla said smiling brightly and looking like she was stating the obvious. "The lilies said they wouldn't speak with me anymore. They're all cross with you and taking it out on me."
"Druzilla!" Harmony yelled out in a voice filled with venom. She turned around and quickly grabbed a stake from a drawer then vamped out as she charged Drusilla with the stake. Drusilla grinned back at Harmony in response.
"No!" Spike and Angel yelled out together in unison, and then turned to face each other both puzzled by their responses, both their own and the other person's.
"Why not?" Harmony said, kind of frozen in freeze frame, still holding up the stake and vamped out glaring at Drusilla in pure hatred.
Spike looked at Angel waiting for an answer to the question. Angel looked unsure for a second but then a grin slowly filled his handsome face. "Because I have a much better solution. Get me a taser." Angel said seriously to the group of two still sitting at the table. Drusilla's eyes widened fearfully, she remembered the last time a taser was around her and how Spike had used it against her. Now her precious sire Angel wanted to used it against her.
Drusilla turned to flee, deciding as she did so that she's tear those nasty evil lilies into shreds. Spike and Angel each grabbed an arm and held her firmly in place as she squealed and kicked and pulled for control. Wesley now fully aware of what was going on had grabbed a taser, he pointed it at Drusilla and gave her a blast. At once her struggling ceased and she passed out suddenly and was limp. The only reason she didn't fall down was the fact that she was held up by her arms thanks to the male vampires in the room.
"Do I get to stake her now?" Harmony asked hopefully holding up the stake again and unvamping putting back on her human face.
'No!" Angel and Spike repeated again in unison.
"As cute as that is boys, and I gotta tell you; it sure is precious. The talking at the same time bit is actually getting a little annoying." Lorne said joining in the conversation for the first time with a peppy comment.
"Let's go lock her in a cage in the basement." Angel said, sighing and handing Drusilla over to Spike. He started walking past Harmony then thought better of it and grabbed the stake from her as he went by.
"Hey!" Harmony yelped at Angel, annoyed and pouting.
Spike threw Drusilla over his shoulder, somehow used to and still familiar with her weight. It was oddly comforting which frightened him a little. "Didn't know you were still into that sort of thing mate." He smirked.
"Spike.." Angel started as Spike looked back at him innocently. "Grow up." He said in disgust then led Spike down to the basement. Spike grinned and followed Angel down, wondering what Angel had up his sleeve.
Angel's thoughts drifted away from the business and what he was saying, he started thinking about Fred, and the words 'handsome man saved me' ran through his his mind over and over again. Angel abruptly finished what he was saying then turned toward Wesley, "How is the Ilyria situation going Wes?" he asked. At the sound of his name Wes instinctively looked up and blinked back into reality. He had no idea what Angel had said and everyone was waiting for him to speak.
Suddenly the wide double doors to the conference room snapped open commanding everyone's attention. They all turned to stare at the person who was entering the room. She had deathly pale skin, dark sorrowful chocolate brown eyes, raven black hair and a French manicure that Harmony would kill for and actually had at one point. The woman wore a dark black dress with a little bit of lace that was a couple of years out of date and half a dozen sizes too big. The result was that she looked like a little girl dressing up in her mother's clothing. The faces at the table were filled with confusion by her presence, especially by the three who recognized and knew her well. Her eyes looked over the table seeming to pierce into the depths of everyone then her eyes settled on two of the men. "I see my boys are having a lovely little meeting. And they didn't invite me, shame on you." She said disapprovingly in her lilting soft English accent. "Tsk tsk." She clucked her tongue at them hoping to make them feel sorry for what they had done to her..
"Dru..." Spike started affectionately at first then turned colder. "What in bloody hell are you doing here?" he almost yelled as he stood up. Angel followed suit standing up beside Spike and facing off Drusilla. The others finally realized who the woman in front of them was and they just stared more their mouths opened slightly in shock.
"I came out to play my sweets." Drusilla said smiling brightly and looking like she was stating the obvious. "The lilies said they wouldn't speak with me anymore. They're all cross with you and taking it out on me."
"Druzilla!" Harmony yelled out in a voice filled with venom. She turned around and quickly grabbed a stake from a drawer then vamped out as she charged Drusilla with the stake. Drusilla grinned back at Harmony in response.
"No!" Spike and Angel yelled out together in unison, and then turned to face each other both puzzled by their responses, both their own and the other person's.
"Why not?" Harmony said, kind of frozen in freeze frame, still holding up the stake and vamped out glaring at Drusilla in pure hatred.
Spike looked at Angel waiting for an answer to the question. Angel looked unsure for a second but then a grin slowly filled his handsome face. "Because I have a much better solution. Get me a taser." Angel said seriously to the group of two still sitting at the table. Drusilla's eyes widened fearfully, she remembered the last time a taser was around her and how Spike had used it against her. Now her precious sire Angel wanted to used it against her.
Drusilla turned to flee, deciding as she did so that she's tear those nasty evil lilies into shreds. Spike and Angel each grabbed an arm and held her firmly in place as she squealed and kicked and pulled for control. Wesley now fully aware of what was going on had grabbed a taser, he pointed it at Drusilla and gave her a blast. At once her struggling ceased and she passed out suddenly and was limp. The only reason she didn't fall down was the fact that she was held up by her arms thanks to the male vampires in the room.
"Do I get to stake her now?" Harmony asked hopefully holding up the stake again and unvamping putting back on her human face.
'No!" Angel and Spike repeated again in unison.
"As cute as that is boys, and I gotta tell you; it sure is precious. The talking at the same time bit is actually getting a little annoying." Lorne said joining in the conversation for the first time with a peppy comment.
"Let's go lock her in a cage in the basement." Angel said, sighing and handing Drusilla over to Spike. He started walking past Harmony then thought better of it and grabbed the stake from her as he went by.
"Hey!" Harmony yelped at Angel, annoyed and pouting.
Spike threw Drusilla over his shoulder, somehow used to and still familiar with her weight. It was oddly comforting which frightened him a little. "Didn't know you were still into that sort of thing mate." He smirked.
"Spike.." Angel started as Spike looked back at him innocently. "Grow up." He said in disgust then led Spike down to the basement. Spike grinned and followed Angel down, wondering what Angel had up his sleeve.