"Hotel it is."
Faith had Angelus under control and had managed to shut him up with a rather vicious punch that I could almost feel, Angelus' jaw screamed from the impact so much.
Angelus had taunted Connor into trying to attack me, so I held the revolver firm, but when Faith hit Angelus, Connor turned and saw that and seemed to respect that.
"Think you can set aside that little vendetta of yours and give a girl a hand here?"
I knew that he wasn't going to respond to be called kid and I rather suspected that he didn't want to get Angel to the hotel to get his soul back, because in truth, I knew that Connor still wanted to kill Angel and wouldn't want this, and yet, as I pointed the gun at him, he actually went to Faith and grabbed Angel by one arm, while Faith had him by the other and they lifted him off of the floor.
I stood next to Cordelia, lowering the revolver, as we followed. It was dangerous outside, though and I was ready to actually shoot truly evil beings, as Cordy needed protection, being that she was so out of it and sickly still from the strange birth of whatever had come out of her, which we would address later.
Right now, we needed to get Angel back, at all costs and measures.
I followed Cordy down the stairs, as she followed Faith and Connor manhandling Angelus.
I listened, respecting the way that faith hit my filthy demon father. The blood shot from his mouth and landed on the wall and I fantasized about two things, starting to ignore that Wesley was pointing that gun at me, and completely, now, ignoring, what my filthy demon father had said to try to taunt me. His time would come when he was Angel, hiding away from what he truly was.
I fantasized about beating on Angel the way that faith just had, and I had to admit, it was sexy watching Faith smash his face. She was so strong and sexy and older, and yet she wasn't Cordy, who would totally use me.
I helped Faith when she asked me to, wordless, deciding that from now on, I would follow Faith in what she wanted to do.
We carried Angelus down the stiars and it was funny that he tried to get away from us. Faith hit him again, several times at the bottom of the stairs, when he managed to break free from us, with shots to the face, that left Angelus not moving and weak at her feet, like he really was.
For good measure, I kicked him in the ribs while he was down, and we got him into the jeep, where I saw Fred again, lying in the cargo section of Wesley's jeep, which gave me clarity about why he was pointing guns at me and kinda enabled me to forgive him, and it was also easy, because Faith had pretty much knocked Angelus unconscious, and me getting to kick him so hard in the ribs...also very cool.
Wesley shot a demon or three as he and Cordy got in the front seat. I tried not to think about Cordy, as Wesley drove to the hotel. There was nothing but bad there.
I chose to look at Faith after she had manhandled Angel and as he now sat in between Faith and I, hogtied and beaten down.