518/520, Late Afternoon Into Evening

[sensethevisions]

After her afternoon visit to Umbridge's office, Phoebe stalked to the rooms and slammed the door open. She was so angry that she was shaking, but the fact that she could talk or make any noise at all had her frustrated to the point of tears. She snatched one of her notebooks and a marker and scribbled something on it before holding it up to the guys.

She can't break me!




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[demonbelthazor]

Bel emerged from the bedroom where he'd been pacing back and forth, debating shimmering back to Umbridge's office and introducing her to the business end of a fireball. She was evil. It was his duty. Angel would agree and approve.

[sensethevisions]

But Phoebe wouldn't and would be upset if anything happened to him. She went to him and tugged at his arm, wanting him to hug her.

[demonbelthazor]

Cole hugged her close. "There's gotta be something in the Book, right?" he said. "A counterspell?"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe gave a soundless sigh and shook her head. She also wasn't sure if they should tell Wyatt and Chris what had happened to her.

[demonbelthazor]

"Your sister or your nephews can fix it, I'm sure," Cole said, trying to reassure her.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe held up the notebook.

Could have been worse. She could have hurt me. Not being able to speak only makes me that much more dangerous.

[demonbelthazor]

"If she had really hurt you she'd be a pile of ashes now," Cole growled, tensing.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe looked at him and lay her hands against his face. She was doing her best to convey to him through their bond that she was okay.

[demonbelthazor]

"I know," he murmured, stroking her hair. "But what if something happened, and you can't call for help?"

[sensethevisions]

She touched her heart, and then touched his.

[demonbelthazor]

"I know, but . . . ." Cole started to protest.

[sensethevisions]

She held up the notebook.

You'd know. You always know. You always feel me and how or where I am. That's something no spell can take away.

[demonbelthazor]

"I miss your voice," Cole said. He might have been pouting.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

A little bit later, Anders stalked over to Bel and crossed his arms over his chest. "I have a baseball bat. Have we got a plan?"

[demonbelthazor]

"I say we find out what she's most afraid of, and fill her office with it," Bel snarled. "And then I set her on fire."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Save some for me," Anders replied, his voice just as much of a snarl. "That bitch hexed Annette so she couldn't stop dancing last night, and I know she hit Dick with something too, Annette told me. And then frakking with Phoebe this way? No way in hell she's not evil."

[demonbelthazor]

"Why are the rest of the staff letting her get away with this?" Bel grumbled. "She all buddy buddy with Hades and Drax or something?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Maybe she's got them under a spell too," growled Anders. "I sure as hell wouldn't put it past her."

[demonbelthazor]

"Then we wait 'til Phoebe's sleeping and go kill her?" Bel said hopefully.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"I love the way you think," Anders declared. "Still wish we could've done something earlier, but Phoebe got pretty mad about the idea."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel glanced over at Phoebe. "She won't be happy with us."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders heaved a sigh, wrinkling his nose. "Dammit. Is fireballing the principal worth her being mad at us?"

[demonbelthazor]

"She'll forgive us?" Bel said hopefully.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"But she might make us sleep on the couch for like a week," Anders replied. "I guess it'd be worth it, though."

[demonbelthazor]

"I think I can survive a week," Bel mused.