)I do not own the Characters, J Whedon and WB do - I am just playing with them.Angel: The TradeBy EricThe latest premonition attack had left Cordelia ...eakened again. It was getting more than she could bear. It wasn't only physical pain but the agony of always seeing someone in desperate, mortal danger. Often, Angel and Wesley could save them. Often. Though sometimes they would come back with failure written on their faces and Cordy would go home to her apartment and cry.What had happened to her. "As I followed Avril up the staircase to the second floor I couldn't help but think about how cute she looked smiling just then. We stopped in front of room 209 and she unlocked it and we stepped inside. Inside was a guy lying on one of the beds watching tv."Where are the others?" Avril asked. Her bandmates I guessed."They went to get chow. Why?" Find them and go do something for awhile."That was when he noticed me standing behind Avril."Ah I see. Avril's gonna get some nookie," the guy joked. He had found reason to visit her nearly every day since he’d met her at the hospital, often enough to become the subject of gentle teasing from the hospital staff. The Martian was the best intelligence asset they had, and Aaron had closeted himself with her for hours and plied her with questions until, after three days, they were both exhausted.He’d returned to System Command for all of a day before Rita had asked him to personally bring Luisa to this meeting. He’d immediately returned to. Quite a lot of spunk has collected in the crook of my hand and I use the fact that we have stopped to prise his shorts open with my left hand and extricate my right from inside – complete with my prize.I lift my hand to my face and suck and lick as much of his spunk as I can.Dad cranks his neck around to smile at me.“Home?”I nod.I knew what home meant. My time.Dad accelerates away as the time approaches eleven o’clock. The time that mum usually leaves to go to the nearby supermarket for our.