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[whycantistay]

[Filtered away from Angel/ Angelus]

I need any information on magic pertaining to souls, unleashing or releasing them. Any information would be helpful.

This is not the first time Angelus has been released. The first time it was released by ancient Asian magic. It took a powerful witch to get it back. And in the meantime, he went on a rampage.

I don't care if he's on some bounty. This isn't who he is, and I'm sure it's to be said for the other vampire. I'm not the most skilled in magic, but I think I could do this. I simply don't have the right resources.

If any need information on protecting yourself, holy water and crosses will fend him off, but I advice staying in your house or apartment.

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[paterelohim]

Jesus Christ, Fred! What the hell?

[And then Chuck's reply ends, but from Fred's end there's noise as Chuck runs off to find her and go into the room she's in. He approaches carefully.]

Stop this, okay? He's not treating you like anything. He's just trying to help. You know that. Come on, just- take a break for a minute, please?

[action] /kanye shrug

[whycantistay]

[She looks up, still trying to research into magic.]

I'm not going to do that, Chuck. There are actual people replying with useful information.

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[paterelohim]

And what's John, a Cylon? Come on, be reasonable. Michael can handle it while you get an hour or two of shut-eye. He's good at this stuff and understands the need for mercy. [Sort of.] Let us help.

[action] :( okay

[whycantistay]

[She sighs and rubs her face.]

I can't, Chuck. I can't just give up.

[action] :( okay

[paterelohim]

[Chuck steps closer and puts his hands on her shoulders gently, ducking his head down to make sure she meets his eyes.]

I'm not asking you to. We won't let you down.

Come on. [He gently pries the NV from her hands, acutely aware that John can hear every word of this.] Let's just talk, okay? You can talk to John later.

[That part was for you, man. He can't break flow in the argument to apologize on her behalf, but the glance he gives the NV at the hunter right before shutting the NV off should communicate at least something.

But back to Fred.]

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[whycantistay]

[This is not over, John Winchester. She's far too tired to even fight Chuck. So she just sort of whines when he pulls it away. But there's a moment of relief. Where... things are just quiet.

She blinks at him.]

Please, Chuck. [She dips her head down and stifles a yawn.]

I just need more coffee.

[paterelohim]

[Okay, pocketing her NV now and getting an arm around her shoulders.]

Okay, fine.

[But it'll be decaf. He's sneaky like that.]

[whycantistay]

[There's a yawn.]

Can Crowley's hellhound get a soul from Lucifer or should I not even attempt that?

[More paper shuffling.]

[paterelohim]

I think it could. Have you talked to Crowley?

[whycantistay]

Yes. But this is Lucifer. And Angel's soul. We can't just try things and hope they work.

[paterelohim]

Growley can find any soul, anywhere, if she's told to. She can also bring them back unharmed. The hard part is getting it back in him.

[whycantistay]

It's actually not that hard. The soul wants to go back in and it has a body. It just needs to be released from wherever it is.

[paterelohim]

Then Growley could do that.

[whycantistay]

Even from Lucifer?

[paterelohim]

Maybe. Lucifer claimed he didn't know where Angelus' soul is, though.

[whycantistay]

[She's just going to hold her head and try not to cry right now.]

[paterelohim]

Hey, hey, shhhh.

[Wrapping his arms around her now and petting her hair, shushing her softly.]

Growley can find his soul, okay? I'm sure of it.

[whycantistay]

[She holds on to him tightly, far too many emotions going through her.]

But Lucifer has it. So he'll just take it back. They're hunting him. And what's going to happen if he gets soul back?

[paterelohim]

I'll talk to Lucifer, okay? Last time I talked to him it sounded like he didn't have it.

Just relax, let me talk to him. It'll be fine.

[He starts walking her to the elevator, arm wrapped around her tight.]

[whycantistay]

[She clings to him, far too exhausted to even walk right now. Fred just lays her head on his shoulder.]

Thank you for being amazing.