Who: Irene & Gideon
When: 7 pm
Where: The Last Round
What: Irene stops in



Having stayed late after drama club, finishing her work, Irene was eager to be home. Her classes didn't have work due until the following Monday, so her nights and the weekend were free. Well, her nights after drama club. But that was really fun work, so she hardly considered it something that ate into her free time. She pushed her way into the bar, glad to be out of the blistering cold that permeated the city.

Pulling her coat from her shoulders, she looked around the bar for Gideon. She beamed at the two bartenders, giving them a little wave before ducking into the office. Her grin grew wider, and she unwound her scarf from her neck and dropped it and her coat in one of the few empty spots next to the couch. "Evenin', Angel Boy," she smirked, her purse going on top of her coat and scarf before she tugged her hat off and shook out her hair. At least it wasn't snowing, though the snow somehow managed to make things warmer sometimes. That was just not right. "How was your day, darlin'?"

Who: Gideon, Casey, Aiden, Justin, Sophia, Melanie
When: 6pm.
Where: The Last Round.
What: Gideon discusses Audrey's demon problem.



With it being a Monday, Gideon hadn't been able to call everyone together until evening since Aiden had work. Not that Gideon minded. It meant he got to sleep in. The bar was open so he had told everyone to meet him in the private party room. Aiden was already there, sitting at the largest of the tables with a beer in his hand.

Who: Irene, OT Gideon, Bridgette
When: 6:44pm
Where: Xavier Residence
What: Irene makes a disturbing discovery.



After leaving Nikki's, Irene had crawled into bed for a short nap. A combination of a restless night the night before and sugar coma from the giant cinnamon roll had left her eyes gritty and heavy, and she welcomed the fact that it was Sunday and she was allowed to nap if she chose. She set her alarm for seven, though, both so she could be able to sleep later that night and so she could make dinner for the three of them.

She woke up shortly before her alarm went off, though, shocked from her sleep by a nightmare. Sitting upright, she rested her hand on her chest to calm her heart's erratic beating. Only when she felt relatively more in control of herself did she allow her hand to drop, where it met new resistance she hadn't noticed before. Frowning down she noticed there was actually a small bump to her usually flat stomach. Not one that the casual observer would notice, but seeing as how she'd had this body for twenty-six years and change, she definitely noticed. And, sure, her pants had been getting snug, but there hadn't been a noticeable change to her physique until now.

Still frowning, she lay down, watching the bump. It dissipated a bit, but still stubbornly kept protruding from her stomach even when gravity was working against it. Pulling her shirt up, she sat up, watched it, lay back down, still watching. That was it, wasn't it? She almost wanted to cry. She did the sitting and laying thing one more time before staying down, her hand resting over the tiniest of bumps.

Who: Audrey, Hope, Miles, Gideon, Angel OT Aiden
Where: The Last Round
When: After closing
What: New member of Angels Anonymous comes in search of help

This hour was the best for Hope. It was so late even God wasn't awake, but her brain was. She needed it for this case.

Audrey had called her awhile back, asking for the help of her fellow Angels. She was being hunted and had nowhere else to turn. What's worse? Nora was being hunted as well. So Hope arranged for another AA meeting and told Audrey to come.

"Gideon? Angel? Who beat me here?" She asked as she came in.

Who: Gideon, Irene, Mel
When: 4pm
Where: Last Round, and beyond
What: Irene comes home and gets her mission, should she choose to accept it.



Letting her bag lean against a wall in the hallway, Irene shed her coat, dropping it on top of the bag. It had been a very long day, one made even longer by her anticipation about this morning's meeting. Had Casey killed Justin? What were they going to do about Melanie? After checking the rooms upstairs, she went back down into the bar to find Gideon and get the details. She hadn't seen him at the bar, so she went to his office first, knocking gently.

Who: Irene & Gideon
When: 4:14am
Where: Xavier residence
What: Irene is tiiiired



For what felt like the fiftieth time that night, Irene awoke, the need to use the bathroom very, very pressing. For a moment she laid awake in Gideon's arms, not wanting to leave the warmth and comfort there. But eventually her bladder won, as it had the last fifty times, and she untangled herself and padded across the cold floor to the bathroom.

Shuffling back like a zombie, she was on auto pilot as she wormed her way back under the covers and into Gideon's arms, pressing her cold body against his warm one in the hopes that it would help her get warm faster. All of the heat seemed to have leeched from her body in those five minutes, and her teeth chattered a bit. Though she was physically exhausted from the lack of sleep that night, she found her mind was wide awake, planning. For one, there was no way she was teaching classes tomorrow... later that day. A sub would have to be called, because she was dead on her feet. And how the hell was she still cold? A last resort, she touched her cold feet to Gideon's warm legs.

Who: Irene & Gideon
When: Late morning
Where: Apt above The Last Round
What: they say it's your birthday!



Waking later than usual, Irene rolled in Gideon's arms, a smiling blooming on her face as he came into view. He was still sleeping, of course, so she snuggled in and bided her time. They could spend the whole day like this for all she cared.

When he started to stir, she placed a quick kiss on his lips. "Mornin'," she said softly. She'd been planning on leading with something else, but she'd let him wake up, first.

Who: Gideon, Miles, Angel, Hope
When: After Closing
Where: The Last Round
What: It's another AA meeting



Friday nights were always busy at the bar and Gideon had never been so glad as to close the bar. The moment he had kicked the last person out and had flipped the sign, he had streched out on top of the bar's counter and just laid there. He would have wondered back upstairs but Hope was scheduled to get off around this time so they had told Miles he might as while bring his old ass. Of course he could have helped Angel clean up but were was the fun in that.

Who: Gideon and Miles
When: Afternoon
Where: Blood, Ink, & Pain
What: Gideon stops by to hang with his homeboy.

Gideon eyed the ball over his head as it rang when he stepped through the door. There was no body in the waiting room, and well it wouldn't have bothered him if there was, so he flipped the sign on the door to closed. Then he flopped down on one of the couches while he waited for Miles to wandered out of the back.

Who: Irene and open to Gideon or Bridge
When: 9am
Where: Gideon's apt
What: Early bird gets the worm and all...

Extracting herself from Gideon's arms, Irene rolled out of bed with a smile on her face. The evidence of last night's revelation was still smeared across her hand, and looking at it as she dressed in one of Gideon's button-downs made her blush and smile all over again.

Humming a happy tune, she walked into the kitchen in just his shirt, intent on letting him sleep as long as possible. If the aroma of food cooking woke him, well, that wasn't her fault. She set on the coffee with a spring in her step, still humming happily.

She almost felt bad, being so happy and knowing that Bridgette was nursing the wounds of her first heart-break. But reading those three little words on her hand made her heart light, and set butterflies going in her stomach. She was irrevocably in love, now, she knew that much.

Who: Zeke, Gideon, & OTA
When: Late Afternoon
Where: The Last Round
What: Zeke visits Gideon to discuss Bridgette's training.


Ezekiel had intended to pay Bridgette's father a visit sooner, but he'd gotten sidetracked hunting down and dispatching a couple of demons, so he didn't make it to The Last Round until Thursday.

He walked into the bar shortly after opening, hoping to catch Gideon before the evening rush. Going directly to the bar, he leaned against the counter and waited for the bartender's attention.

Who: Irene & Gideon & maybe Bridge
When: 12 noon
Where: Apartment above The Last Round
What: It's a new year

Rolling over in bed, Irene hummed contentedly as she slowly awakened. She pulled the covers over her body a little tighter, snuggling under them and smiling softly as she saw Gideon's sleeping face. A whole new year... Full of possibility. Resting her hand along his cheek gently, she leaned in and pressed her lips to his softly.

Who: Open to All
When: 9pm and on
Where: The Last Round
What: New Year's Eve Party



The Christmas decorations had been taken down and replaced with one for the party. The bar actually looked festive. Of course Gideon hadn't done it himself. He had had a couple of the employees do it. Still, it looked nice. The bar had been open for a while now but the party was just now set to start. Which was way Gideon was coming down the stairs dressed as a preacher.

Who: Irene & Gideon
When: 12:30 pm
Where: Gideon's place
What: Irene's been thinking...

After eating lunch, Irene padded her way back to Gideon's bed, curling up next to him and pulling the sheets and blankets over her body before snuggling in. "Are you ready to wake up yet, darlin'?" She asked with a grin. "Breakfast an' lunch have passed you by."

Who: Remus, Anybody at the building or behind it.
When: 3:30 pm
Where: The Last Round
What: Boy who skipped work a few days without arrives late.


Remus entered his place of work through the front door, head bowed, clothing hanging open, face unshaken and hair uncombed. But he was here, maybe a little late, but he'd wanted to make sure his Angel was fed before leaving. He didn't like to leave her home all alone, but he'd done his best to explain to her that he needed to go make money to keep the heat and electricity on and food in their bellies. No, he didn't feel like going to work, and he wouldn't mind starving himself, but the dog had been sent to him for a reason and he was determined to care for her.

Now he could only hope that he didn't run into Gideon or anyone talkative or unnecessary while he worked. He just wanted to punch his time card, work, make money, and go home without talking, arguing, or crying in front of anybody.

Once inside the kitchen he threw his jacket down, grabbed an apron, and started turning on his equipment. Orders already due... oh well. They could wait.