yammerer_willow (yammerer_willow) wrote in not_fadeaway,
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I left Michael with a smile and made my way alone into the building. I didn't know what I was in for, I didn't know how I was going to explain my sudden disappearance from the firm around the same time as the books, but I knew that no matter what I would make something up...and less horribly than I did when we were in high school and I couldn't lie to save my life.

I couldn't help but think about the conversation I had with Michael and the thoughts of how much I would like to get to know him better, but I knew that it isn't appropriate to like him. He is a watcher and I am working for Giles now so I can't like him, or can I? I can't think about this? Or can I?

I can't see to stop think about this as I slowly snaked my way through the building, forcing myself to make a plan, something that would keep me out of trouble and the templates in our possession. I didn't know if it were actually possible, but I knew I had to be as careful as possible.

I found my way to the lobby and no one seemed to be around, which could have been good or bad, but for now I was taking it as a good deal. I snuck around to the medical wing, but didn't see Giles, so I finally decided to bite the bullet and go find Angel or Buffy. I needed to talk to them anyway so why not do that now.

I walked back through the lobby, and made my way over to Angel's office trying to find anyone that could tell me what was going on. I finally found them and Angel was tied up, ok either I walked in to a weird bondage session with Buffy and Angel, or something has gone terribly wrong.



[[Open to Buffy, Angel, Cordy, and Wes and Faith]]
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