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 Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 6:00 pm
Wesley walked into his apartment and sighed. Tossing his tan coat on a chair he shut the door and went over to the couch. Sitting down he leaned back and closed his blue eyes. He thought about today's events and pondered what everyone was up to. It had been a while since he had seen any of them. He was a bit unkempt with his messy short brown hair and his slight facial hair. But that didn't both him.
After a few minutes he walked into the bathroom to wash his face. As he glanced in the mirror his eyes fell on the nasty scar on his neck. The wound that almost ended his life nearly six months ago.
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 6:08 pm
Samantha went over to a pay phone back in Sunnydale and put in a call to Weasley. She had to get out of Sunnydale and the only other place she could go was LA to stay with one of them. "Pick up Wes..." She said tapping her foot. Now every once in awhile they needed her help. But this time she needed theirs. She wasn't the little girl she used to be....Everyone on earth knew she was with Spike. But she had something to say about that now. She had to beg for someone to take her in tell she found a place of her own. "Weasley....." She said waiting for the man to answer his phone. She wasn't going to give up so easily. She'd start with the news then move onto 'Hey by the way, can you find me someplace to stay in LA and maybe come get me?' Yeah....Great plan Sam.... "Weasley Pryce pick up your phone!" She shouted getting annoyed now.
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 9:12 pm
Wesley dried his face as he heard his phone ring. Who could be calling him? Perhaps Angel or Fred? He walked out of the bathroom and over to the phone. He stared at it pondering whether or not he should answer it. He had a funny feeling. Slowly he picked up the phone. "Hello?" He said calmly waiting for a reply on the other end.
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 9:16 pm
"What on earth takes you so long to answer the phone? I'm almost out of quarters...." She said sighing and talking into the phone. "It's Samantha...I know you were probably hoping for Angel or Fred...Because of course I'M not your friend..." Her voice drifted off for the last part. "Listen I need to tell you something...But you've got to promise to let me tell Angel alright? Because.....just because." She said moving the hair out of her face. "Oh and uh....I've got a favor to ask of you as well, hope you really don't mind but I really need this favor...." She said sighing.
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 6:18 pm
"I'm sorry Samantha. I guess I was a little wrapped up with work." Wesley said calmly. "You know you shouldn't be so hard on yourself. Not all of us think you're not a friend." Wesley looked at a pile of papers on his table. "So did you want to tell me in person or over the phone. You sound a bit rushed or was that the favor you were going to ask me?" Wesley finished as he started looking through the papers rather quickly.
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 6:53 pm
"I can tell you now....." She said looking around. "Alright well......Buffy's with Spike....." Her voice was so upset but she wasn't crying..."I think I better tell Angel.....We can be upset together....." She said wiping away a newly fallen tear. "I need to get out of Sunnydale.......I can't stay here anymore.....not at all.....I need to get out of Sunnydale for as long as I can. Lyndsey said if I wanted to leave I could come to LA and he'd get me a place and a job...But I can't trust them." She said taking a long breath. "I need a ride.....I'm all out of quarters so the bus is out." She said looking at the phone with a smile. "You don't have to say that Wesley.....I'm 16 now....Going on 17 in just a few days, it's got to be tough trying to be a 'Kids'.....friend." She almost cried....you could hear it in her voice. "I'm just not wanted here anymore Wesley.....and my parents won't take me back......I've got no where to go...." She trying to gain control of herself again. "It's ok....you've got a life, I can't be mad at you for that..Oh, I know how much you like gathering information on demons so I'm only going to tell you this. Buffy and Spike found this boy in the graveyard. He's got angel wings and is dressed in all white, it's really fascinating."
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 7:23 pm
Wesley smiled slightly to himself. "Calm down Samantha. You're right you need to tell Angel right away." Wesley stopped flipping through the papers. "I'll come get you. You can stay with me until you get yourself situated. What time and where did you want to meet?" Wesley finished and looked at the clock. "Oh and you're not a kid. You don't trouble me at all."
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 7:32 pm
"I don't really care.....I guess we can meet at the graveyard.....only place I actually feel welcome is among the dead." She sighed. "I dunno....I don't have a watch on me so whenever its most convenient for you..." She smiled a bit. "Thanks Wesley.....I knew I could count of you." She said cheering up a bit. He was always such a nice guy. "Oh hold on....." The phone went silent until there was background noise. "Get lost!" She screamed staking a vampire. "Alright thanks Wesley.....Thanks for doing this for me....I'm going to pay you back ok? As soon as I find some way to pay you back I'll jump at the first chance, your a really busy guy and you don't need mute girl bugging you, I know you'd probably like to have some pretty girl like Cordy or Fred stay with you but this is really nice of you."
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 7:45 pm
"Then I'll see you in a couple of hours." Wesley smiled to himself. "What did I tell you about being hard on yourself?" He glanced out his window. "You don't need to pay me back. Just don't worry about it. I'll see you in a bit. Bye." He hung up the phone and grabbed his keys off the table. He walked out the door forgetting his coat.
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 7:49 pm
"Alright Wesley I'll try not to be so negative." She said sighing and hanging up the phone herself. She'd have to go wait in the graveyard. She already had the only thing she was taking. She had books, clothes and note. Besides for the basic needs like a toothbrush. Now off to the graveyard.
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Fred Burkle-Super Genius Crew
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 12:17 pm
Fred silently entered the apartment, slipping the key away into her pocket. The lack of lights, worried her, she prayed that Wesley was only asleep. After searching all the places he might have drifted off, even checking the bathroom, having only found his coat and a jumble of papers, she silently cursed her luck. After another spasm of pain shot up through her stomach she knew she would have to chance a phone call. She placed his coat in her lap as she sat down at his desk she felt her head spin and her vision blur. After a particularly violent lurk of her stomach the pain faded and her vision returned. 'Call Wesley' she ordered her self as she picked up the phone and dialed the last cell phone number she knew Wesley had had, it was a prime number, normally she would dissect the number more while waiting for him to answer, but today fear clouded her mind. “Please answer Wes.” she prayed lightly into the phone as she listened to the ringing on the other end. Her other hand weakly griped his coat as she hoped against hope that he hadn't changed his number, and wouldn't be mad at her for calling.
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 1:26 pm
"Please tell me you are not going to take their offer. Wolfram and Hart only wants special people to help assainate innocent people. Not to mention the terrible 'give us your soul contracts'. I don't want to see that happen to you." Wesley was suddenly interrupted by his cell phone. "Who's?" He pulled it out and looked in shock at the number. "Calling from my apartment... Hello?"
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Fred Burkle-Super Genius Crew
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 1:55 pm
"Wes?" Fred sounds shockingly relieved. "Oh good- you didn't change your number- I was worried that you might have changed your number- I'm sorry I know you don't want any of us to call unless it's an emergency but it's an emergency- it really is so please don't be mad at me- please?" her voice cracks slightly at the please, she sounds truly desperate. "Somethings happening and I didn't know who else to go to- I don't want to talk about it over the phone- where are you? I know your not in your apartment because that's where I am- I know I shouldn't have come in without being invited and all but I thought you might have been asleep and I really need to..." suddenly she drops off from her truly pause-less speech as another violent cramp in her stomach causes her to inhale sharply in pain.
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 2:19 pm
"Fred..." Wesley almost smiled. "Fred calm down... What happened?" The worry came to his face. "I would never... I'm in Sunnydale..." He heard her drop off. "Fred? Are you still there? Are you alright?" His worry became more apparent. He glanced at Samantha and waited for her reply.
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Fred Burkle-Super Genius Crew
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 4:58 pm
Fred gulped at the air, one fear melted away, Wesley wasn't mad at her, her instincts had been correct. Some part of her just knew he would help her, no mater what. "Yeah, I'm still here," she said trying to sound as normal as possible. Her right hand griped Wesley's jacket so tightly her knuckles turn white. "Sunnydale..." the name was familiar, 'it's a small city North of L.A.' the still rational part of her mind reminded. "I can get to Sunnydale, 2-3 hours by bus no problem! I'll call you when I get there." She hung up the phone without waiting for a response, the last bus would leave pretty soon and she needed to be on it. She quickly gathered what few things she had brought with her and without thinking about it tossed Wesley's coat on as she walked out the door. She smiled as she locked the door behind her, though her head still pounded and her gut still twisted, she felt better already, she would go to Wesley, and he would save her.
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