Post by The Muse on May 30, 2009 1:07:05 GMT -5
Title: Questions
Fandom: Angel
Pairing/Characters: Wesley/Lilah
Summary: During Calvary, Wesley and Lilah have a conversation in Angel's office.
Rating: PG-13 - not suitable for under 13.
Warnings: Suggestive Dialogue
Disclaimer: I do not own Wesley or have a relationship with Lilah. (As much as I want to).
Word Count: 501
Author's Note: Thank you to two great actors.
Lilah Morgan paced around Angel's office, hand covering the wound where The Beast tried eviscerating her. She knew Wesley was watching her and kind of hoped he would come in. "I should have had these people killed years ago, it would have simpled my life up so much. All this petty little drama in the middle of an apocalypse? These people really are all idiots... and now I'm in the middle of it."
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce stood in the middle of the lobby, watching Lilah in Angel's office. "It's weird that the hotel is so empty, I don't think there have ever been so many people here. Angelus has brought out the worst in us, it's sickening what has happened. I think this was a mistake... Lilah." He walked towards the office.
"You felt that didn't you...?"
Lilah turned around and saw Wesley closing the door as he walked in. "The tension?" he continued.
"With a knife you could cut it," she replied sarcastically.
"She knowsm" Wesley said.
"She...?" Lilah smiled. "Ah, so Little Miss Dairy Queen finally found out your little secret. How? No wait, that's a dumb question. The "great" Angelus finally gutted the elephant in the room, didn't he? So, how does that make you feel?"
"Disgusting," Wesley answered. "Like something sick has crawled beneath my skin."
"Oh come on, Wes. By the sound of it you didn't deny the whole thing."
"No, I didn't, as much as I wanted to."
"Maybe try being a bit less dramatic then. To me that means you think it isn't that bad."
"Don't flatter yourself. You couldn't possibly know how this feels to me," Wesley said coldy. "Having this... thing with you, the enemy. I've betrayed my friends and the woman I -"
Lilah began to laugh. "Friends? You are joking right? Wesley, you're as much an outsider here as I am. These people aren't your friends, not anymore. And if the next word out of your mouth was 'love', you are one confused man. I was the one who was there for you. And where were your friends? I am the enemy, but that doesn't mean I didn't care. Besides, we both know it kinda turned you on."
"You were using me."
"And you're certain about that?"
"I..." Wesley stopped.
They both stood there for a moment, staring at each other. Lilah walked closer to Wesley. "I have questions," she told him.
"I can already guarantee you that I don't have the answers, as much as I'd like to." He looked away.
"It's about Angel and his soul." Wesley's eyes met Lilah's again. "Perfect happiness causes him to lose it, correct?"
"...Yes, with Buffy," he answered.
"Well, it got me thinking about what we have -"
"Had," Wesley interrupted.
"- had." Lilah smirked then paused for a second. "Did I ever make you happy? Is that what caused you to lose yours?" A look of sadness could be read across her face.
Wesley stared her. "...Not once." He turned around and left the room, slamming the door behind him.
"Yes, you did."
Staring at the door, Lilah Morgan wiped away a single tear.
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Fandom: Angel
Pairing/Characters: Wesley/Lilah
Summary: During Calvary, Wesley and Lilah have a conversation in Angel's office.
Rating: PG-13 - not suitable for under 13.
Warnings: Suggestive Dialogue
Disclaimer: I do not own Wesley or have a relationship with Lilah. (As much as I want to).
Word Count: 501
Author's Note: Thank you to two great actors.
Lilah Morgan paced around Angel's office, hand covering the wound where The Beast tried eviscerating her. She knew Wesley was watching her and kind of hoped he would come in. "I should have had these people killed years ago, it would have simpled my life up so much. All this petty little drama in the middle of an apocalypse? These people really are all idiots... and now I'm in the middle of it."
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce stood in the middle of the lobby, watching Lilah in Angel's office. "It's weird that the hotel is so empty, I don't think there have ever been so many people here. Angelus has brought out the worst in us, it's sickening what has happened. I think this was a mistake... Lilah." He walked towards the office.
"You felt that didn't you...?"
Lilah turned around and saw Wesley closing the door as he walked in. "The tension?" he continued.
"With a knife you could cut it," she replied sarcastically.
"She knowsm" Wesley said.
"She...?" Lilah smiled. "Ah, so Little Miss Dairy Queen finally found out your little secret. How? No wait, that's a dumb question. The "great" Angelus finally gutted the elephant in the room, didn't he? So, how does that make you feel?"
"Disgusting," Wesley answered. "Like something sick has crawled beneath my skin."
"Oh come on, Wes. By the sound of it you didn't deny the whole thing."
"No, I didn't, as much as I wanted to."
"Maybe try being a bit less dramatic then. To me that means you think it isn't that bad."
"Don't flatter yourself. You couldn't possibly know how this feels to me," Wesley said coldy. "Having this... thing with you, the enemy. I've betrayed my friends and the woman I -"
Lilah began to laugh. "Friends? You are joking right? Wesley, you're as much an outsider here as I am. These people aren't your friends, not anymore. And if the next word out of your mouth was 'love', you are one confused man. I was the one who was there for you. And where were your friends? I am the enemy, but that doesn't mean I didn't care. Besides, we both know it kinda turned you on."
"You were using me."
"And you're certain about that?"
"I..." Wesley stopped.
They both stood there for a moment, staring at each other. Lilah walked closer to Wesley. "I have questions," she told him.
"I can already guarantee you that I don't have the answers, as much as I'd like to." He looked away.
"It's about Angel and his soul." Wesley's eyes met Lilah's again. "Perfect happiness causes him to lose it, correct?"
"...Yes, with Buffy," he answered.
"Well, it got me thinking about what we have -"
"Had," Wesley interrupted.
"- had." Lilah smirked then paused for a second. "Did I ever make you happy? Is that what caused you to lose yours?" A look of sadness could be read across her face.
Wesley stared her. "...Not once." He turned around and left the room, slamming the door behind him.
"Yes, you did."
Staring at the door, Lilah Morgan wiped away a single tear.
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