Originally broadcasted 12/14/04

Fade In:

Int.

Watchers Council – Giles’s Apartment – Night

Becca paused at the entrance of Giles’s bathroom to look at him tucked under the covers of the bed.

“The term ‘morning sickness’ is misleading,” she told him as she shuffled over.

He gave her a sympathetic smile. “I’m sorry,” he said sincerely.

“You should be,” she told him. “It’s your fault for knocking me up.” Although the tone was serious, she slowly let out a coy grin as she settled in beside him.

“Feeling better now?” he asked.

“Yeah. Once I get sick and then brush my teeth, I’m good as new,” she told him.

She rolled over and began to kiss his neck softly, her hands working their way into his hair. Giles leaned down to return her kisses. His lips had almost made contact with Becca’s when she shot away and darted back to the bathroom, slamming the door shut. From the other side, Giles cringed when he heard her heave.

“Can I help?” he called out.

“You’ve done enough,” Becca called from the other side of the door.

“Bloody hell,” Giles muttered.

Cut To:

Ext.

Cleveland Alleyway – Same Time

Two figures stood in the entrance to an abandoned alley. The first figure was a heavily-built man wearing expensive clothes and a long overcoat. He stood directly in front of the other figure with a slight smile on his face.

“This job is pivotal to our mission. Are you absolutely sure you can come through for us? I don’t think I need to remind you what happens to people who let us down.”

The other figure flicked away a cigarette and blew a puff of smoke into the cold night air.

“Yeah,” she said, “I can get her out of that fortress, and I can get her to come alone. Just tell me where you want me to bring her.”

The man smiled.

“Bring her down to Collinwood,” he instructed. “There’s a diner at London Road and St. Clair Avenue. We’ll take it from there. You do us this little favor, and you’re set for life. Capisce?”

The woman leaned out of the shadows and lit another cigarette. She smiled as she brought the cigarette up to her face, illuminating her features.

Julia leaned forward and blew out another gust of smoke. With an inappropriately enthusiastic smile on her face, she responded, “Capisce.”

 

 

End of Teaser