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"Your destiny and mine are intertwined and the only way for us to complete them is to work together." Angel smiled at her and to Cordy they looked to be having a silent conversation. Then he walked forward and took the vial from Breena's hand which fell back to her side, breaking the wax seal Angel took out the cork and held it one hand and the now open vial in his other hand.

"Silante." He said only to Breena and drank the potion in one gulp.

Cordy watched in horrified silence as Angel let his hand fall back to his side after taking the potion. Her eyes were on some kind of macabre tennis match between Breena and her friend. Breena walked forward and took the vial from Angel's limp hand and set it on the counter, then she did the same with the cork. Then as if she knew what would happen she bent at the waist just as Angel feinted, his stomach gently met her shoulder as she hefted him like a sack of potatoes. She treated him like a sack of feathers not like a man who weighed at least 200 plus. Breena turned and faced Cordy.

"Would you please show me to his room?" She asked on arm wrapped around the back of Angel's legs where they rested against her body.

"What did you do to him?" She yelled running from behind the counter and towards the duo, to late Cordy realized her mistake as Breena's eyes became unfocused and turned opaque black, her left hand came up and stopped Cordy in her tracks. Her voice louder than possible boomed out and across the small space between their bodies almost making Cordy fall.

"Miss Chase," Breena boomed, "I have told you once and I will tell once more and that is it. I will not harm him. I only came to help, not hinder." Breena walked closer still acting as if she had a sack of feathers on her shoulder.

"But you my dear are hindering, if you keep trying to stay my hand I will be forced to send you away. As much as that appeals to me, I fear Liam in the long run would be very upset with me. I do not want that." Breena dropped her hand and her eyes swirled rainbows again, her voice had the Irish brogue once more.

"I am asking for your help." Cordy took all of it in, processing it at warp speed. She watched the hand that held Angel's legs firmly to her body and saw how she was gently rubbing soothing circles on the backs of his legs. She thought back to the two of them meeting the way they reacted around one another, the hug, the smiles. She sighed.

"All right, I'll help." Breena smiled and gestured with her free hand for the other woman to lead the way.

"But..." Breena looked at the younger woman, head tilted to the side in question. "If you hurt him, I will gladly beat you to death with a shovel...we clear?" Cordy asked arms crossed to hide the fact they were shaking madly. Breena smiled and nodded.

"Of course dear one and I would gladly let you." That stopped Cordy, but she filed it away for a closer look later. Cordy turned and led the way up the stairs, Breena followed with her cargo. Cordy kept stealing glances behind her the farther they went down the hall, sure Breena would be showing signs of strain the longer she carried Angel. But she was fine, not even breathing hard.

"You know when this is over we will have to have a talk." Cordy said opening Angel's bedroom door and letting Breena through first. Breena was silent as she walked over to the bed and with one hand pulled back Angel's feather duvet and then his sheets. Laying him down she turned to Cordy.

"I would expect nothing less." Breena smiled. "But for now I need your assistance." Cordy nodded and stepped farther into the room waiting for instructions. Breena was silent making the other woman nervous, her pupils dilated and filled up the color of her almond eyes almost fully. Cordy felt a warmth fall over her from head to toe, like there was a fire she was sitting in front of on a cold winter day just before her. She watched as Breena's eyes once more became swirling colors.

"After I finish with Liam, we'll take care of your problem." Cordy started as Breena turned and began taking off Angel's pants. Cordy blushed and looked at Breena's face and watched as with clinical detachment she finished taking his pants off and covered him with the sheet.

"What do you mean my problem?" Cordy asked.

"The visions, the headaches, are getting worse right?" Breena asked walking forward to stand in front of Cordy who nodded.

"How...?" Cordy whispered.

"Like I told Liam before, I know lots of things. I can fix it to where your visions will be nothing more than images entering your head than a lighting strikes that leave behind devastation."

"Why would you do that for me?" Cordy asked.

"A champion needs his seer." Breena answered and winked. Cordy smiled albeit a little worriedly.

"Okay what do you need from me now?" Cordy asked, trying to trust her and hoping it wouldn't get her in trouble.

"In the backseat of my car is a satchel, rather large, filled with some things I am going to need, would mind going to get it for me? I need stay with Liam until the trial is complete." Cordy nodded, as she was about to leave the room, Breena's voice stopped her.

"Cordeliea..." She turned and saw a set of keys flying at her, Cordy snatched them out of the air with one hand.

"Would you mind moving it to the back of the hotel? I am gonna be here for a few days." Cordy smiled and walked from the room. Breena watched her go the smile of friendship leaving her face to be replaced with lines of worry. This would be one of her most challenging blending's to date. Sitting on the side of the bed nearest to Angel she watched his face for a moment before placing her hand over his unbeating heart.

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