Angel sat in fear as the doctor looked upon Angel nothing but fear in his eye's.
"His condition has worsened..." she merely said. "He might not make it through the next few days."
"What the hell am I suppose to do!" he screamed.
"Find me a liver that Wesley can accept! A fresh one!"
Angel merely glared at the female doctor whom everyone had come to know as Carrey.
"If we lose Wesley...you lose to." and with that he merely turned leaving the doctor nothing but fear in her eyes.
Nick watched from a distance...Emma was his best friend...he would do anything not to tell her what he was about to yet he knew he had to. It was about midnight, she would get up then and train. She then could stay in shape, and not worry about losing her image of being a bookworm. She was so graceful, so beautiful in some ways. Yet of course he would never love her, like that. He loved her like a sister, a best friend, not the way Luke loves her. He doesn't give a crap about what that Pryce boy says he knows he loves her, just like she loves him. Yet thier both to thick headed to stay together. Luke had fled after Wesley had lost control of the first...and Nick doesn't blame him. Luke and Wesley out of the 4 are the most alike and Luke is probably just as much of the first as Wesley is...yet...he didn't have to leave her like that. Make her think that he's never coming back. Make her think they could never be a family again because that isn't true...it just can't be.
"Emma?" he said coming up behind her yet he regretted it because in moments he had been flipped in the air was currently on the ground.
"Nick? Whats going on?"
"Emma...it's Pryce."
Mark sighed deeply as he watched from his car window. She was hanging out with her friends at "Jimmies" a local place to hang out at for teens. He himself had gotten the dream job of working at Jimmies. They where sitting at a booth by a window laughing and talking yet Mark knew from where he sat in his ford pick-up that it was a mask. He could sense it. Ever since Abby...she had become much more quite. Abby was Wesley's half-sister...sister...he slightly knows how she feels. Jealous because someone had come and taken their place yet...so damm sad because of how Wesley took the news...and that they had a sibling that they barely said 2 words to. Yet for Joni it must be ten-fold because she was always the "baby sister". She feels guilty for being jealous. She went off and died her hair, black, and it looks strange because he is so used to seeing a bright red color in her hair yet her eyes still remain the same. The one thing all 4 of them share is the eye's. Those amazing soul searching bright ocean blue eyes. She did a double take looking out the window. She squinted her eyes while trying to look and see who was in the truck. He merely nodded and she lost her smile and left immediately without a word to her friends. She just got into the truck and looked at him cocking her head to one side.
"What's wrong?"
"It's Matt..."
"Fred!" said Elizabeth Wattson as she ran into the Wolfram and Hart building running and hugging her best friend. The two had kept in touch for the last few months and had become the closest of friends. Best friends to be more exact.
"Beth!" she squealed running over and hugging her. "Oh my god what are you doing here?"
"I'm getting married!" she squealed showing her wedding ring. "Rupert asked me 3 days ago! I came out here to ask you if you want to be my Bride of Honor."
"Of course!" she squealed. The pair went into elevator giggling like little girls until Fred got a cell phone call. "Hello?" she asked...
"What is it?" asked Beth noticing her best friends smile fade.
"It's Wesley..."
Emma walked up the steps to the rood of a sky scrapper in a local city, it was one of the few but it was sill there.
"Lukas" she merely said.
"How did you find me?" he said his back still to her.
"The same way your brother finds you...I can sense you."
"How?" he said keeping his body facing forward yet turning his head slightly at an angle.
"I know you better then anyone Luke...I think...me being a slayer...and you ...well...not being human...I think we've grown so close that we...we can do that now."
"If that's suppose to make me change my mind-"
"No...I'm not here about us."
"Then what?" he asked his hands in his pockets and then he looked upon the city once more.
"Wesley's sick he-" yet Luke was already walking away.
"I don't care-"
"Lukas it's your brother..." Luke stopped moving. "Nick has done some research...he says we can save him...but...he needs all of us...he needs the people closest to him."
"We were never close." he said, not coldly, just stating it.
"Lukas..." she whispered. He turned to look at her...he had changed over the last few months. His hair was longer, and his eye's were dimmer. She walked over to him, and looked at him straight in the eye. Yet to his horror hers where watering up.
"I lose him twice...this time we both now if he dies...he won't come back..." Luke didn't say a word just stared at her. "Please Lukas...I can't lose him...I lost everyone else...I lose Liz...I lose Wilona, I lost Dawn, Nick and I barely talk anymore, and I even lost you-" yet she stopped realizing his eyes had gone wide when she said "you". She merely shook her head and looked at the ground. "I can't lose him...again..." she whispered.
"Emma..." he whispered putting a finger under her chin making her look up at him. "Emma it's not that I don't want to...it's just...I can't go..."
"Fine" she said frowning, nothing but anger in her voice yet her eyes were still watering. She turned her back on him and headed towards the staircase.
"Emma wait-"
"No, you may hate your brother and you may hate yourself." she stopped and turned around. "But I love both of you." and with that she ran down the staircase.
