Wolfram and Hart--Wednesday

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

Lilah glared at the radio. Today was Christmas carols. "Feliz Navidad," "Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer," and "White Christmas." In the same order. On repeat.

"This was not in the contract."

She thought briefly of calling the W&H complaints department, but there was no chance she'd get anything other than a recording on the day before Thanksgiving. Maybe she'd go buy a sledgehammer.

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[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

Darla stormed into the office. She saw Lilah and shifted into full fright-face mode. "I'm going to kill them."

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

Lilah rolled her eyes, then turned around to face Darla. "Them, who? And this is news from any other day of the week how, exactly?"

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

"I am going to kill the people who returned Angelus' soul to him," Darla said precisely. "But first I need to find out who they are."

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

Lilah blinked. Then again. Not much surprised her these days. Again, was it too much to ask that the Senior Partners send her a memo when stuff like this happened?

"I'm sorry? Did you say Angelus has his soul back?"

She started laughing.

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

Darla snapped. Her hand shot out and pinned Lilah against the wall, and Lilah got an extreme closeup of a pissed off vampire. "I fail to see how this is funny."

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

Once again, Lilah was reminded of the benefits of being dead around Darla--the death threats just didn't have the same impact. Still, it wouldn't do her much good if the vampire ripped her limbs off.

"Sorry," she said, obviously still amused. "For me, it's downright hilarious, but I can see how you might not think so. So...any leads on who returned Angel's bright and shiny soul to the King of Hair Gel?"

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

Slowly, Darla got herself under control. Her face shifted back into human, and she stepped back away from Lilah. "One of Angelus' friends from the school is going to fill me in. Bel. I met him last night at Caritas. Where *Angel*," she spat out the name, "was singing. Barry Manilow. Stake me now. Don't," she said instantly to Lilah, just to make sure she didn't get any ideas.

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

Out of habit, Lilah took a deep breath when Darla released her. "Angel sang Barry Manilow?"

"So...once you've got the information, what's next on the agenda?" She asked, leaning against the desk and crossing her arms in front of her.

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

Darla smiled. "I believe the technical term is 'apocalypse'. I'm going to make everyone involved in this suffer so much that they'll beg for death. And then, I'll rip Angelus' soul back out again, and turn *him* loose on them."

[crazyvampchick]

Spike was sleeping. Quiet, soft, gentle sleep, full of dreams that tickled Drusilla's thoughts. She was restless. Needed to be out, to be away. Something was calling her out, telling her to move.

Darla. Calm her, quiet her, make her wait. Now was too soon, they weren't ready, the stars were wrong. Angel expected them now.

She held her hand out, rested her scarred fingertips gently on the back door of the office, the one leading in from the sewer entrance. Her dress was pale white and long, sweeping the floor, and the room spun with the effort Drusilla had exerted to walk there from Spike's pub.

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

"Huh. Sounds like a plan. Any particular preferences on how to incite the apocalypse?"

She pulled a pad and pen off the desk behind her and began making a list. "Locusts? Demon snake Mayor? Naah...been done...makes such a mess afterwards..."

She flicked her hair over her shoulder and looked at Darla. "And I hate to the be the wet blanket on what is going to surely be a brilliant plan, but wouldn't it make more sense for you to rip out Angel's soul before you set the apocalypse into motion? One less annoying mostly good guy in the mix and all."

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

Darla sensed her presence and crossed to the door. She opened it, and immediately took Drusilla into her arms. "What did they do to you?"

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

"But that doesn't take into account that Angel is one of the ones I want to suffer. I want him to suffer the most." She started to say more, then turned as though she had heard something (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/388753.html?thread=15856273#t15856273).

[crazyvampchick]

Drusilla leaned against Darla and rested. "Burned me," she said. "Hurt me. Took him away from me."

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

"Angel did this to you?"

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

"Wouldn't be the first time..." Lilah muttered.

[crazyvampchick]

Drusilla shook her head. "They did. When they called his halo down from the sky. I was there. They dashed acid all over me."

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

"Dru, love, do you know who? Their names, their faces?" Darla cooed at her and stroked her hair.

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

"Could you describe them to a Wolfram and Hart sketch artist?"

[crazyvampchick]

Drusilla pushed herself away from Darla and gave her a chiding look. "You want to kill them now. To hurt them. It's not time yet."

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

"Of course I want to kill them now. To hurt them, to rip them to shreds. What's the point of waiting?"

[crazyvampchick]

Drusilla shook her head. The smile playing around the corners of her mouth was knowing, indulgent. "The clock hasn't struck yet. Fire still burns. The stars haven't aligned."

She looked for a place to sit down. The chair behind Lilah's desk would suit, and Drusilla walked slowly, carefully over to sit. "If the bang is too loud, the cake will fall."

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

Lilah rolled her eyes. No wonder nothing got done.

"Who am I to argue with a delusional seer?"

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

Darla snarled at her. Not that she didnt' share the sentiment, but she wasn't about to let Lilah mock Drusilla.

Darla crossed to kneel in front of Dru and put her head in Dru's lap. "Dru, what will we lose by waiting?"

[crazyvampchick]

"You mustn't," said Drusilla, fierce for a moment, before her strength fled again. "It won't be enough."

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

Darla sat on her heels and looked up at Dru's ravaged face. "All right. All right, love." She was shaking with the need to kill, to make others suffer, but she would be a fool not to listen to Dru. "I won't do anything to loose Angel's soul until you say it's time, I promise." She rose and gently cradled Dru's head to her breast. "I should introduce you to Mr. Crowley. He has the nicest blood. He's a fallen angel, you know. One of the old ones."