Room 412

[demonbelthazor]

OOC: The fact that Bel and Phoebe are having a fight is okay for broadcast, but not the specific details (they're behind closed doors after all), other than that the name Angelus/Angel was thrown around a lot (for anyone eavesdropping). ;)


After returning from town and a visit to the library, Belthazor swung by his room to see if Phoebe was up yet. She'd been asleep when he'd gotten back to the room last night after his "chat" with Logan and Angel, and he'd left before she'd awakened this morning. He knew she had a big chunk of time between her morning and afternoon classes, so he figured he'd find her in their room or study hall.

She was indeed in their room, sitting on the edge of the bed, an upset look on her face. The kittens were curled protectively beside her. "Sweetheart, what's wrong?" Cole said, moving towards her.

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[demonbelthazor]

"And you'll have to try to stop me at some points, Cole," she said sadly.

She sat back on her heels, her hands still on his knees.

"What are we going to do, Cole?"

He put his hands over hers. "I don't know," he said softly. "I have to help Angelus. And you have to make sure I don't succeed. He'll kill Veronica, Tara, anyone who had anything to do with this. And he'll make them suffer first."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe nodded. "I won't let them be hurt...and I won't let Angel hurt you."

[demonbelthazor]

"I won't let him hurt you, either," Cole said, leaning forward and putting his hand on her cheek. "You've always been hands-off to him, even before. He tried to insinuate last night he was going to do something to you. I told him he'd be ashes before he could get close enough to touch you."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe leaned against his hand.

"I've never been afraid of him love."

[demonbelthazor]

He sighed, then rose to his feet, taking her hand and pulling her up and into his arms. "People are going to think you're insane for being with me, you know," he said, kissing the top of her head. He leaned back and tilted his head, looking down at her. "What do you say about going into town after class? We go out for dinner after Arthurian Trad or something, get our minds off this for just a little while?"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe held him to her tightly.

"Then people can go pound sand," she said softly. "And I think dinner in town would be wonderful."