[[livejournal.com profile] theatrical_muse] 287 - Prison

Jun. 17th, 2009 11:27 am
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287 - Prison

It takes, traffic permitting (which is always a most appropriate and irritating turn of phrase here in Southern California), approximately five to six hours to drive from Los Angeles to Stockton, which is located not so very far away from San Francisco. In point of fact, there is a very real and very proudly maintained delineation between the two halves of the state, and two very different geographic personalities. That difference is not taking into account, naturally, how much the Los Angeles area differed from the rest of the world on the day I made the trip.


The darkness ended almost directly on the Los Angeles County line. As I made my way North on "the Five", the difference was quite literally night and day. After the initial shock of seeing sunlight for the first time in days, I was then left alone with my thoughts for the remainder of the drive.

I spent the time considering and re-considering my plan, what little there was of it. There was no other option, so far as I could see, but what troubled me most was the fact I had thought the same thing before we extracted Angel's soul. Rather, before I decided we needed to extract Angel's soul and he was convinced of the need. Now, through folly or sabotage, I had inadvertently loosed a terror on the world I considered at least as dangerous as the Beast itself: Angelus.

Knowing what I did about the demon that Angel had once been from the histories and more importantly, what I knew from learning in Sunnydale, I saw no other choice. There was only one kind of individual in the world with the strength and ability to combat a vampire on Angelus' level: a Slayer.

I cannot deny I was tempted to change course and turn my path up "the 101" and towards Sunnydale. Without a doubt, despite our rock relationship in the past, Buffy Summers was a far more responsible, level-headed and reliable ally.

She, however, loved Angel. And there was no guarantee that if the worst came to pass, she would be able to destroy Angelus. That left me with one other choice.

It's really quite amazing what a cultured manner of speaking and a few minutes' perusal of a law book will allow a person to do. For example, it would let a man wearing a leather coat and two days' worth of beard to walk into a state penitentiary, pose as a lawyer, and speak to one of its most dangerous inmates.

I never did get to ask Faith if she could see the tension in my shoulders as she sat down or if I was able to disguise the momentary shudder that ran through me as she spoke and I was remembered of a time years past when she held my life in her hands. I was there to break a killer out of prison in order to place another one back inside.

A fair trade? I was certainly hoping so.


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Date: 2009-06-17 07:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fakingitsomehow.livejournal.com
Seriously? You didn't think I could do it? I killed Angel before and sent him to a demon dimension for 200 years. I skipped town after that. Yes, it broke my heart, but it was the only way to save the world.

I'm pretty insulted here, Wesley.

Date: 2009-06-18 05:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prodigalwatcher.livejournal.com
I'm sorry if it seems that way, Buffy, but to be perfectly honest, I was looking for a killer, not a Slayer. If it's any consolation, Faith confounded my expectations completely.

Date: 2009-06-18 07:49 pm (UTC)

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