Wesley Wyndam-Pryce

Now, a week might have gone by in Fandom time since Angel's son's birth, but for Wesley and the rest of the Angel Investigations team, it had only been two days.

Over the course of those two days, Lorne had moved in (something about his club being firebombed as a result of the eighteenth-century vampire hunter who wanted to kill them all), quite a few groups had continued to seek after the baby in order to kill him or eat him or whatever it was that such groups did, and Angel had proved persistently unwilling to let anyone else so much as hold him.

( Lorne called it a Mama Bear vibe. The rest of them called it irritating. )

That night, Angel was still anxious and refusing to let anyone else watch or touch the baby. Fred pulled an all-nighter in the office with Gunn for company as he came in with batches of weapons every few hours before leaving again, while Wesley and Cordelia did their work upstairs, each of them uncomfortable with the noise of the baby crying but aware that Angel didn't want any help.

Then in the morning, Lorne slipped Angel a piece of paper offhandedly, and their whole approach changed.

( Oooh, a private strategy session. )

[[nfb/nfi. top bit is from angel 3x10 "dad," second part by me. idek.]]

And so Wesley, Angel and Gunn proceeded to Chinatown to investigate the five herbalist shops Fred had found in the phone book. This wound up taking quite a while, since it was only once they reached the fifth shop that they managed to find and acquire the key (it involved slaying a pair of Cantonese Fook-beasts). Once they finished, they were on their way back to the hotel when they received a somewhat urgent phone call from Fred, letting them know that Cordelia was decidedly not okay and that they were needed at her apartment immediately.

( She wasn't wrong. )

Wesley's idea was not only viable, it was rather flawless, if he did say so himself. Sure enough, he called Lorne, and, since in Angel's absence no one had driven a hole through his club or banished him to the hell dimension he regarded as the source of all evil in over three months, he was only too happy to come by and help out Cordelia. Wesley was generous enough to award Fred some of the credit on this, but he thought he himself deserved quite a bit of it as well.

However, Cordelia's aversion to having Lorne in her head presented a slight problem, and they wound up having to wait for Angel to return with the key before they could proceed. In the meantime, Wesley received a somewhat confusing text from Gunn (u happen to know why theres a bunch of unlicensed exterminators in the hotel?), and was just about to follow up on it when Angel arrived.

Well. The text could wait.


( Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Quality planner. )

[[once again taken and adapted from angel 3x02 "that vision thing"]]

There were many things that could be said for Angel's car -- it was a classic, it was a convertible, it drove smoothly enough. But one thing that could never be said for it was that it was able to accomodate seven people with any degree of comfort.

Fortunately, as Wesley (who was squeezed in the front seat between Angel and Lorne) recited from the spellbook and Angel drove forward into the resulting ring of light that it created, the process of transporting themselves from the parking lot of the Paramount Studios film lot to a forest clearing in the middle of Pylea was quick enough.

So quick, in fact, that no one noticed the spellbook flying out of the open top of the car and landing on the pavement.

Oops?

( The Paramount Studios film lot was a portal hot spot. Made a weird kind of sense, right? )

( So they set off toward town... )

[[nfb/nfi, ooc is love. preplayed with the delightful brat_inslayage, the majestic life_inshadow, the splendid inaskinnyway, the spectacular abitlowkey, and the fantastic thegodofxbox. plot and occasional lines taken from angel 2x20 "over the rainbow." follows this.]]