It had been 2 weeks since Wesley had come home to his apartment that night. That night had reflected on his second year. He wanted to stop there, and pretend that he just got up and left. That none of his third year had happened. The last two weeks, with the resurrection of Spike things had been hectic. Yet Wesley had remained most of the time incredibly quite. He would go to work, do it and go most of the day without saying anything. Go home, and drink himself to sleep.
Wesley awoke on the 14'Th day after his night of reflection with an incredible hangover. He over did it last night. He got up and looked at himself in the mirror...he had a beard almost, not a 5 o'clock shadow. His hair messy, bags under his eyes, and he just seemed older. He even seemed quite pale. Yet it didn't matter...nothing mattered anymore.
The doors for Angel's own personal elevator opened yet he stopped dead in his tracks when he did. In front of him stood Faith.
"Yo Angel." she said turning around looking at his new place. "Damm, nice new crib."
"Faith." he said simple yet someone stepped from the side of his view.
He was tall, African American. Yet the thing that caught his eye was how sophisticated he seemed. He stood tall, and kept his head held high. A gold ring pierced his ear. Yet it was just odd to see him with Faith. Could he possible be her new watcher? They were rebuilding the council right? "Chill out Rob, this is Angel."
"Robin Wood." he said putting his hand out.
"The Principal right?" asked Angel shaking his hand.
"Yes, well I've heard about you to. Taking over an evil law-"
"Hey, yet it was evil, yet now it's under my rule and that means...no more evil." he said defensively as if he had heard that comment a lot.
"Jeez chill out Angel, Rob's a good guy."
"So Faith, business or pleasure." said Angel grinding his teeth.
"Both, look here's the deal we're starting a training school for all the new slayers...yet school's need...well-"
"You want me to give you money?"
"No, a loan." said Robin defensively. "We'll pay you back," he said standing up tall.
"Chill out Rob-hey by the way Angel, where's Wes?"
"He-has been sort of out of it lately." he said sighing deeply.
"Out of it?" asked Faith.
"Look, according to Lorne...he is going through something. And he said he has to get it through himself." Angel said yet it was obvious he above all wanted to go talk to his ex-best friend.
"Lorne? That green guy? He can like read your fortune right?" asked Faith sitting back in a chair.
"Yeh him."
"Well huh screw that, Wesley is one of the people I needed to talk to. Where's his office."
"He's not here."
"What?" asked Faith curiously?
"It's well Lunch break, he goes off on his lunch break somewhere."
"Well lets go check his apartment," said Faith standing up obviously determined to find her ex-watcher.
"Wait let me come with you," said Angel grabbing his coat "I know where his place is."
"Newsflash Angel so do I." said Faith standing up. "I took a shower their once." and with that Faith left both men standing there speechless.
Faith entered the apartment, and quickly covered her nose. It smelt of whiskey, cheap beer, vomit, and just death. She looked around and saw his place was not that clean place she once knew. In fact it was just disgusting and with Faith saying that, that's INCREDIBLY bad.
"Looks like your green friend is wrong. He can't work this out by himself. From what I hear, this guy needs help...fast," said Robin looking around the room.
"Lets split up see if we can find anything." said Angel as he stared at the place in shock, sadness was in his eyes. Robin merely nodded then suddenly stopped.
"You know what? I think I'm going to go look around, maybe he's outside. Keep guard," he said suddenly before leaving a clueless Faith, and Angel behind.
The third year...started off with a small mistake. Liz was pregnant and it was Matthew's child. Liz was so scared, yet Matt merely held her. They had been dating for a while. So, with Liz's stomach ever growing other things started to change to. Emma and Luke for one thing. They weren't little babies anymore. Emma had started going out on patrol. Of course she had an entire army with her. 4 god siblings, an angel, sons of a slayer, and her best friend (DD) where always with her on patrols. Next Mark, was being a teenager. A wicked hard to control teenager. Now not having to be an adult anymore he didn't have to be as responsible and in some ways it was good, others it was bad.
Wren was only in his 20's. In fact on his birthday each year Matthew was constantly reminded that when he had met Wren he was only 18 graduating high school, and subbing as well. So on Wren's 21 birthdays DD had to return to her father in LA. Heartbroken and missing his precious goddaughter whom's bastard of a father finally deciding to give a dam he had become slightly cold. Got a new girlfriend whom hated RJ, and even made Wren neglect his little brother who soon started basically living at the Pryce's household.
Things where starting to fall apart in the town of Pinegreen Virginia. Everyone in the group started to bicker with one each other, even Matt found himself snapping at Liz every once and a while yet would immediately afterwards apologies. Yet when baby Wilona was born Matt found a light at the end of the tunnel. Matt asked Liz to marry him that night, confessing it wasn't just for the baby yet he had been planning on doing it since the moment he had met her.
Yet the bickering after the baby was born only worsened. It came to the point in which no one was talking to each other. The last night all of them where together he had brought them together for an announcement. His father had told him to come back to him in England because he had found him. Then he went off to the side and told Liz something...his real name. She exploded in complete anger.
"I HATE YOU! YOU LIED TO ME AFTER ALL THIS TIME! GET OUT! GET THE HELL OUT!!!!" she screamed as she threw a picture frame at him which only hit the closed door. Years after Wesley will still be hiting himself mentally for lying to her. She had always hated it when he was 100 honest. Even if it was to spare her feelings.
He went to England and lied to his father telling him he had lost all of his memory after an accident on his eighteenth birthday and had only gotten it when he saw his father's handwriting. For some odd reason his father believed him. Yet suddenly the house phone rang. It was Pinegreen hospital. There had been and accident...and no survivors except for Liz, who was in coma yet would never wake-up. It was then Matthew turned his name back to Wesley. It was then Matthew acted as if that life had never happened. It was then that he started being a snob, knowing that's how he would of acted if he had never left England in the first place. Those 3 years where like a vivid dream. For he hadn't brought anything with him except the cloths on his back, and his wallet which he burned right after the event along with the cloths he had worn. He threw his earring into the furnace as well. Hell he didn't even have his wolf pendant, which he had left, back at home-Pingegreen-that place. The only thing he kept was a locket given to him on Christmas. One because he wouldn't learn how the hell to take it off for about 4 more years, and two...he needed it to remind him that no matter what. One point in his life he was happy.
Wesley walked through the park somber as he reflected on his third and final year at Pinegreen. When it came to finding out they where dead his heart started to hurt. Physically...he body started to ache. They had all died hating him, and they all died thinking he hated them. It hurt...he grasped on a local tree for support. Unaware of two things watching him.
One a large jet black falcon from above, and two Robin Wood watching him with intense warm brown eyes.
"British" he merely mumbled from a distance.
