Category: TBC

158:   The Beach, South Central Sunnydale, 11:46PM Cordelia sensed his shifting energy a moment before he growled, “Isobel.” The buzz of arousal…

157:     The Beach, South Central Sunnydale, 11:15PM Standing on the deck, Angel surveyed the empty stretch of beach leading away from…

155:     Arturo’s at the Marina, South Central Sunnydale, 11:00PM Angel tried not to balk at the cost of their meal. What…

152:  Municipal Airport, North Outskirts, Sunnydale, 10:45PM The Airport was tiny compared to those Wesley and Faith were used to seeing. It was…

151:   Dingos’ Van, US101 Access Road, NW Sunnydale, 10:35PM “Don’t look now, but I think we’re being followed.” Xander pressed his nose…

149:     Arturo’s at the Marina, South Central Sunnydale, 9:45PM Cordelia glanced at the clock in the front hall again just to…

147:     Arturo’s at the Marina, South Central Sunnydale, 9:00PM “Welcome back to the Dry Dock, Miss Chase,” greeted Arturo coming at…

145:     The Marina, South Central Sunnydale, 8:45PM The Dry Dock Ristorante and Oyster Bar’s name sounded more like a sailor’s dive…

143:   Crawford Street Mansion, Central Sunnydale, 2:10AM Fingers reached down to the liquid pooled on the parquet floor rubbing together to test…

Scene 141:     Federal Correctional Facility, 35 Miles NE of Sunnydale “You’re not my lawyer,” Harry Sims narrowed his gaze upon the…