Someone get the Tylenol

[Wesley]

Wesley heard the commotion from his place in his office. He pushed back his chair, a bit too fast, and ended up sprawled on the floor. And it seemed that every time he tried to get up, he slipped on another piece of paper.

By the time he managed to get out into the reception hall, Cordelia had already been handed some painkillers, Angel was brooding, and Fred looked panicked.

[Queen C]

Cordy smiled and patted the seat next to her. "I'm alright fred sit down before you pass out." cordy smiled and sighed a little bit. "Hi wesley." she smiled weakly as finally the pain killers were doing there job, she started to feel loopy.

[Wesley]

"Hi Wesley," he heard Cordelia say after turning away from Fred.

"Hello, Cordelia," he said, feeling a bit awkward. Like the kid who showed up to the party and hour late...not that he had ever been that kid...

"You had another vision? What did you see?" he asked, leaning against the reception counter.

[Queen C]

She sighed and smiled. "Faith and a mysterious figure fighting, and then one of the figures fall into a open Grave, and all the rest were peiced. like someone being burried, and a muffled scream."

[Wesley]

Wes frowned as he mulled over the facts that Cordelia had given him. As usual, they were quite vague. Which was one of the difficulties with having guidance from The Powers That Be coming in the form of head-splitting visions. Some facts tended to be forgotten over the excruciating pain.

"Faith?" he said. "I just recieved a phone call from her." He turned to the vampire. "She was looking for you."

[Winifred Burkle]

Fred smiled at her friend taking a seat next to her. She looked at her hands as she played with them in her lap. She wanted to run, but now Wesley was there too, so she knew she was safe, nothing could harm her....though she still wished she could be in her room she didnt want to leave her friend incase she got ill again.

[Queen C]

Cordy wasn't in the mood to tease wesley, but her pounding head stopped her from the retort. "Wonder what she could want the little jail bird?"

[Wesley]

"Wonder what she could want, the little jail bird?"

Wesley shook his head. "I didn't get around to asking. She sounded quite nervous and hung up before I could get any information." He frowned and scratched his head. His gaze fell on Fred, who was looking quite a bit like a cornered mouse. He gave her a smile. "Hello, Fred."

[Queen C]

"I'm sure her most evilness, is just worried. I don't see why she would be, she could take anyone of those butch bitches in a instant!"

Cordy shrugged yet again, drinking more of her water. The headache was finnally going away.

[Wesley]

Wesley had to smile and shake his head at Cordelia's outburst. She was talking more, which meant that her headache must have been subsiding.

"I hate to say it, but we should probably send someone to visit Faith...if only to be certain that she is still there. Other forces could be at work."

Wesley looked pointedly at Angel. The look expressed both the severity of what was going on, and the fact that it wasn't going to be the Former Watcher that went to see the rogue Slayer.

[Queen C]

"Well if she stays behind bars she'll be safe right? I mean we all be safer for her to stay right where she is." Cordy wanted Faith to stay right where she was, last time they met she tried to kill angel and a dead boss equal's bad.

[Winifred Burkle]

Fred smiled at Wesley, she thought he didn't like her, he was always so serious, and so she was always shy around him.

She rolled her eyes and waved at him giggling, "Hi Wesley!" She felt really wierd, not in her room, not in her clothes, she stuck next to Cordelia she knew she would protect her, and of course Angel...

[Wesley]

"Well if she stays behind bars she'll be safe right? I mean we all be safer for her to stay right where she is."

"Prison isn't the safest of places, Cordelia. And even a Slayer could be caught off-guard. I've already been informed of several attempts on her life by fellow inmates. Someone must be bribing them..." Wesley trailed off in thought.

[Queen C]

"Prison isn't the safest of places, Cordelia. And even a Slayer could be caught off-guard. I've already been informed of several attempts on her life by fellow inmates. Someone must be bribing them..."

Cordy rolled her eyes and nodded. "Yes i know that wes, Maybe those damn Wolfram and Hart people. We know how they could be."

[Wesley]

"Yes i know that wes, Maybe those damn Wolfram and Hart people. We know how they could be."

"Yes. In all likelyhood, Wolfram and Hart is behind this. They're the only ones with the resources and influence to reach that many women inside of the prison."

He turned when he heard Fred giggling. "What?!" he asked, unable to keep a small smile from crossing his face.