Caitlin tried to get out of the car but Illyria pushed her back. "Ow!" Caitlin said. "Take it easy, will you?"
"Angel said you must wait here."
"Since when do you follow orders?"
"I have chosen to follow Angel until I understand more about this time and my own limitations. If I agree with his commands."
"That's, uh, very comforting."
Still feeding off rage at what she perceived as a betrayal by her darling Ant, Drusilla hit Spike twice, then, in a move only a woman would even consider, drove her knee into his groin. He dropped, moaning. She advanced, but was whipped back when Faith grabbed her by the hair. Faith wrapped her fist in the black curls and raised her stake.
Meanwhile, Angel pulled Ant up by the front of his shirt. "Anthony."
"Angelus!" The lawyer said cheerfully, though his feet dangled above the ground. "It's been a long time."
"Sorry I can't say I've missed you. Still practicing law?"
"Oh, I wouldn't say I'm practicing. By the by, the senior partners have asked me to pass along a message. You're fired. Spike, as well, but he seems a little, well, distracted at the moment, so I'll have to tell him later."
"Yeah? I have a message for the senior partners for you to pass along too." With that, he threw the vampire against a pile of broken pallets, grabbed one of the jagged boards nearby and dusted the demon.
"How is he going to pass along that message?" Connor asked.
"Perpetuity clause." Angel said with a sigh. "The only way you lose a job with Wolfram and Hart is if they choose to let you go."
Spike pulled himself up. "Wait, Faith." He took the stake from her.
Drusilla looked up at him with a wide eyed, innocent expression. "Spike, my love, you don't want to do this."
"Actually, I really do."
"The last time you pressed a stake to my chest you were trying to impress the Slayer. Still trying to be a good little puppy?"
He met Faith's eyes. "This isn't about the Slayer. It's about me." Without breaking eye contact, he used the sharp wood to penetrate Dru's heart. Faith thought it was a little weird, but her own heart felt a little warm at the moment.
Angel helped Connor out of the sewer. Connor straightened and brushed off his pants. "Not that I'm not grateful, but how did you guys find me?"
Angel inclined his head toward Caitlin.
"A vision?" Connor asked her.
"No. I just...just kind of knew."
"Like, psychically?"
She shrugged. "I guess."
"Has that ever happened before?"
"No."
"Do you think you could do it again?"
She frowned, glancing around her. In the time since she'd first met Buffy and the other Slayers, she'd never been unique in her abilities. Yeah, Buffy was like a Super-Slayer, and Faith, too, but when she was with all of the other girls, Caitlin had never been anything special. When the visions had appeared, she'd been uncomfortable, but no one knew except for Giles. When everyone did know, well, she still wasn't the first, with both Doyle and Cordelia before her. This was different, though. The way they were looking at her was making her want to squirm. If what had happened wasn't just a fluke, or she found out she could control it, she'd be alone. "I – I don't know." She said finally. "Maybe, in a little while. I've got a bit of a headache."
They all climbed into the car. "So," Spike said as they headed for home. "Did I hear the little bugger right? I'm fired?"
"Angel said you must wait here."
"Since when do you follow orders?"
"I have chosen to follow Angel until I understand more about this time and my own limitations. If I agree with his commands."
"That's, uh, very comforting."
Still feeding off rage at what she perceived as a betrayal by her darling Ant, Drusilla hit Spike twice, then, in a move only a woman would even consider, drove her knee into his groin. He dropped, moaning. She advanced, but was whipped back when Faith grabbed her by the hair. Faith wrapped her fist in the black curls and raised her stake.
Meanwhile, Angel pulled Ant up by the front of his shirt. "Anthony."
"Angelus!" The lawyer said cheerfully, though his feet dangled above the ground. "It's been a long time."
"Sorry I can't say I've missed you. Still practicing law?"
"Oh, I wouldn't say I'm practicing. By the by, the senior partners have asked me to pass along a message. You're fired. Spike, as well, but he seems a little, well, distracted at the moment, so I'll have to tell him later."
"Yeah? I have a message for the senior partners for you to pass along too." With that, he threw the vampire against a pile of broken pallets, grabbed one of the jagged boards nearby and dusted the demon.
"How is he going to pass along that message?" Connor asked.
"Perpetuity clause." Angel said with a sigh. "The only way you lose a job with Wolfram and Hart is if they choose to let you go."
Spike pulled himself up. "Wait, Faith." He took the stake from her.
Drusilla looked up at him with a wide eyed, innocent expression. "Spike, my love, you don't want to do this."
"Actually, I really do."
"The last time you pressed a stake to my chest you were trying to impress the Slayer. Still trying to be a good little puppy?"
He met Faith's eyes. "This isn't about the Slayer. It's about me." Without breaking eye contact, he used the sharp wood to penetrate Dru's heart. Faith thought it was a little weird, but her own heart felt a little warm at the moment.
Angel helped Connor out of the sewer. Connor straightened and brushed off his pants. "Not that I'm not grateful, but how did you guys find me?"
Angel inclined his head toward Caitlin.
"A vision?" Connor asked her.
"No. I just...just kind of knew."
"Like, psychically?"
She shrugged. "I guess."
"Has that ever happened before?"
"No."
"Do you think you could do it again?"
She frowned, glancing around her. In the time since she'd first met Buffy and the other Slayers, she'd never been unique in her abilities. Yeah, Buffy was like a Super-Slayer, and Faith, too, but when she was with all of the other girls, Caitlin had never been anything special. When the visions had appeared, she'd been uncomfortable, but no one knew except for Giles. When everyone did know, well, she still wasn't the first, with both Doyle and Cordelia before her. This was different, though. The way they were looking at her was making her want to squirm. If what had happened wasn't just a fluke, or she found out she could control it, she'd be alone. "I – I don't know." She said finally. "Maybe, in a little while. I've got a bit of a headache."
They all climbed into the car. "So," Spike said as they headed for home. "Did I hear the little bugger right? I'm fired?"