Hey Little Songbird

Chapter 15: Poison

Molly had slowly gotten used to the amount of energy it took to use her heavenly blessing. She was not immune to having to rest or any other physiological need however, so she spent her time learning about the hotel and their inhabitants. Whenever Angel was home from his job, there would be therapy and exercises that were directed by Molly.

After all, who better than an angel to know what would redeem a soul?

Even the serpent that attacked the hotel wanted to join in on redemption. Angel and Vaggie were both skeptical since the serpent showed no interest before their angelic companion showed up. Charlie insisted though, the more interested souls the better it would seem. Molly was less convinced of the serpent's intentions, but she had no room to judge. Perhaps he truly wanted to change.

"Your families are all waiting on you," Molly said as the group sat in a similar circle as before. Ironically, even Alastor joined in this exercise, although he chose to stand instead of sit on the floor.

"Yeah right." Angel replied while rolling his eyes. His phone made a sound and he went to look down at it, "Well, this has been fun, but I gotta go."

"Where are you going?" Vaggie asked, "You can't just leave in the middle of a session."

"Oh let him leave." Alastor scoffed, waving his hand dismissively, "He hardly participates in these exercises anyway."

"You're one to talk." Vaggie retorted.

Charlie was trying to keep the peace between the two while Molly watched Angel's face contort at Alastor's comment. It seemed clear he wanted to be here, but he wouldn't clue anyone in. He got up to leave while everyone but Molly was distracted by Vaggie and Alastor.

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Molly decided that night to investigate. There was something about the look in Angel Dust's eyes that made her think there were things he wasn't willing to talk about. The angelic arachnid had covered her head with a hood and her eyes with sunglasses to be less noticable in the crowd of demons. Sure enough, Molly had found her cohort sitting on a corner, smoking a cigarette.

"Ya looking for a good time handsome?" Angel asked as Evie approached. In the black of night, he hardly knew who it was, only seeing a figure approaching him.

"I'm not looking for a good time, but I will keep you company." Molly replied, much to the annoyance of Angel Dust.

"What the hell are you doing here? Can't you see I'm working??" Angel said, looking around in a paranoid way before looking back at Molly, "You are seriously going to get me into trouble!"

"You have been avoiding therapy ever since we started." Molly leaned on the wall next to her companion, "I figured I would bring the therapy to you."

"Forget therapy, you better get out of here before someone notices you." Angel said in a hushed tone, "You don't realize what it means to associate with me."

"Do I?" Molly turned her head and lowered her sunglasses, "I grew up around shady individuals and connections being used as weapons." She grabbed a small amount of money from her pocket to hand to him. It wasn't much, but Carlyle and Theodore wanted her to have some survival money, "Stop acting suspicious and walk into the alleyway."

"Where'd you get this?" Angel asked, looking down at the money before grabbing it to stuff into his shirt.

"That doesn't matter." Molly said, gesturing towards the alleyway, "If it buys me your time, it's worth every penny."

Angel looked at her then towards the alleyway, shrugging before walking towards it. He'd give the gorgan this much, she seemed to know that alleyways weren't hooked up to Vox's cameras. "You are a lot smarter than you look dollface."