Wesley quietly tiptoed downstairs into the lobby, careful not to make a single sound. He anticipated a squeaky step and skipped it. Cordelia had gone home for the night, Conner was in his room, Fred and Gunn had left, and he was sure that Angel was asleep by now.

He looked at his watch; it read 11:03.

Wesley hated this. He hated doubting his friends and he hated the fact that he was about to violate Cordelia's privacy, but there was just an eerie feeling that still lingered, a feeling he couldn't shake off.

The weapons cabinet squeaked a little when he opened it, making him a jump. He picked up a short iron bar and proceeded to the desk.

He wedged the bar in the drawer as much as he could and moved it back towards him. It wouldn't budge at first, but with a little effort the lock released itself.

Frankly, Wesley didn't really know what to expect, but he was surprised to find what was inside.

"Oh dear…" he whispered to himself.

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"You have one new voice message…" The answering machine responded.

"Wow, so many?" Cordelia joked to herself.

"Look Chase, if you don't pay your rent within the next 48 hours you're outta here comprende? I've given you plenty of extensions so pay up!"

She sighed.

"Oh by the way, in case you couldn't tell, this is Benny the land lord."

Cordelia rolled her eyes. "I would have never guessed."

The apartment was silent; so silent that the ticking mantle clock could be heard in the kitchen. Cordy leaned against the counter, gripping her coffee mug tightly in her hand.

She starred at the phone as if it had a strange hold over her. She was tempted to call them again…oh so tempted.

No! A voice screamed in her head, don't forget what happened last time!

I'll be more careful, I was ill prepared. I didn't do what they had asked…another voice said.

The voices in her head continued to argue, until out of nowhere, a teddy bear soared into her head.

"Dennis! Chill out!" She screamed.

Another object came at her, this time a small book from her nightstand. The book knocked her coffee mug out of her hand.

"Alright, alright you win!" She insisted a little annoyed.

She began to clean up the coffee and smiled weakly. "I promise Dennis, we'll figure something out. Don't worry."

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I'm so evil! I know this chapter is short, but I'll write a longer one next time. I just couldn't resist leaving everyone hanging…

I'm going out of town for a week, but I'll update as soon as I can! Happy New Year everyone!