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Cordelia lay on her bed fast asleep. She tossed and turned, haunted by Connor's corpse, and the blood that had covered the hotel lobby. Lorne sat at her bedside with his hands buried in his palms. He only ever looked up when Cordelia gave a particularly loud moans or cries in her sleep.
Wesley, Gunn and Fred entered the room, Fred and Gunn were clutching tranquilizer guns, and Wes was holding a shotgun. They locked the door behind them and found chairs around Cordy's bedside.
"We've searched the entire hotel top to bottom. No sign of Angelus. But then again, even if Angelus were here, if he didn't want to be found there is no way we would succeed." Wesley looked grave and pale as he filled Lorne in.
"We…we can't be sure that it was Angelus that did this. I mean, remember all the evil that has taken over the town? It could have been any one of them that…" Fred couldn't finish her sentence.
"Connor gets brutally murdered, and Angel disappears. No…it's looking like Cordelia's suspicions were right. How did she know it was Angelus right away anyways?" Gunn asked.
"When she woke up this morning, she found this picture on her pillow." Wesley handed the drawing of Connor to Gunn.
"So? What does this have to do with anything?" Gunn failed to see the connection.
"In Sunnydale, when Angelus was last loose. He murdered a teacher at the school Cordelia and Buffy attended. He left a drawing almost identical to this one for them to find. I think that there is no doubt who is responsible for Connor's death."
For the next half hour, the four of them discussed what they should do. Fred, Wesley and Lorne thought killing Angel was out of the question. Gunn thought they had no choice but to stake him after he had killed one of their own. Part way through the discussion, Cordelia awoke. But she kept still and silent in an effort to fake sleeping. She listened sadly to the group arguing, and if she hadn't been trying so hard to fool them into believing that she still slept, she would have burst into sobs right there and then.
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