"He's up princess. He's just getting dressed." said Doyle snapping Cordelia out her trance like state.
"Good because I think I've found something from your vision." said Cordelia putting the chewed end of the pencil at the screen as she continued to read.
"Something like what?" asked Doyle standing behind her and looking over her shoulder.
"Well it says here that the Demon your describing butts into people's lives and helps them to see what they wouldn't normally think about." said Cordelia.
"Really? Well that's one useful demon," said Doyle watching her move to the next page on its history.
"But why would you have a vision about it? It doesn't do much bad as far as I can see," said Cordelia bitting her lip as she scrolled down the page.
"I don't know. The powers that be might have screwed up." shrugged Doyle.
"Unless they're trying to tell us something important…" said Cordelia taping the pencil against the screen.
"Like what? We need someone to infer in our lives? Oh yeah that's real important." said Doyle rolling his blue eyes.
Cordelia sighed.
"Well why else would you have a vision about it?" asked Cordelia.
"I have no idea." sighed Doyle.
Angel appeared from the lift to his apartment dressed in his usual uniform of black leather including his trademark leather duster.
"So you found anything?" asked Angel going to the coffee on the desk and pouring himself a cup.
"Kind of. It just doesn't make much sense why this demon would do that kind of thing kinda like Doyle's vision to be perfectly honest." sighed Cordelia.
"Hey don't blame me. I don't predict the visions I'm just the messenger," said Doyle.
Angel rolled his eyes as he downed the coffee.
"So what exactly am I looking for?" asked Angel looking questioningly at the pair.
"Hang on I'll print out what I've found and you could go after that in the mean time Doyle can make himself useful and clear all useless files off the computer when I'm done. We really need an upgrade," said Cordelia pressing print.
When it had printed Cordelia pushed the print out in the vampire's hands and went to have a nap.
Angel left looking through the information as he went; Doyle sat down at the computer and looked through all the documents when he found a document named 'keep out'.
He opened it with ease, obviously Cordelia hadn't worked out how to password protect and saw it was like a diary entry.
April 9th
Doyle just saved me from some vampire after my scaredy cat of a date ran off scream pretty much leaving me to be killed.
I'd never thought he could be so heroic, most of the time I just think of him as an Irish joker but there is just so much more to him I don't know about.
There is just something about him that is so similar to Xander that I can't seem to place even though I know its there.
Xander always could make me laugh and so can Doyle but whenever I think of Xander I think of the times we spent in the broom closet at school.
But when I look at Doyle I see a hot guy who obviously loves me but at the minute I'm not sure how if feel about him.
Doyle pulled his gaze from the screen and got to his feet, fearing that if he read more his heart would just shatter, desperately needing a walk to process what he'd read.