Current mood:

nervous

I could count myself a king of infinite space...
William awoke from his nightmare with a silent scream on his lips. He didn't scream, though. He didn't want to tell Desiny about this. Another nightmare, the same one he'd been having for the past few nights, since he had started researching, only even more real. The things that populated the town now, falling on him, hurting him, eating him. His bare chest felt cool, and was covered in cold sweat. He rose slowly from the bed and pulled on a t-shirt and a pair of khakis.

He walked into his study and grabbed his diaries. He spent the next couple of hours filling them up with everything that had happened in Searchlight. He needed there to be a record of what had happened. Finishing that, he gathered all his research on Azazel. He wrote a note to Destiny and Emmeline, and laid it on the pillow of his bed. With that done, his heart felt a little lighter.

William began to make phone calls. There was no answer at each of the places he called, and he didn't leave messages the first time. No need to worry people unduly. But he decided that, if worse came to worst, he needed to leave one. And if better came to best, he needed to leave another. He picked up his cell and dialed a number.

Matthew, it's William. I wish I could have talked to you about this. I have a bad feeling that something is going to happen soon. Emmeline and my research has been going well, and I think we have a lead. But we don't want to say too much yet, but... well, if anything happens to me, I need a favor, one Watcher to another. Emmeline will be able to train Destiny in everything but combat. Teach Em to fight. We don't know each other well, but it's of the utmost importance, and asking isn't easy. Thank you, Matthew. I hope to see you soon.

William set the cell down, and steeled himself to make a call that was, in its way, even harder. He picked it up, swallowed, and dialed.

Hi, Jordan, it's Will. I was just curious... that is... well... I'm going to be out of town for a day or two, but when I get back, I was curious if you might, or if you have the time, and can get away, if you'd like to go to Las Vegas and get dinner and take in a show. Think about it, and I'll call you when I get back. Or stop by. Whichever you'd like. Hope your case is going well. Talk to you soon.

William shut the phone and shook his head. Fighting ancient demons, no problem. Asking out a perfectly nice woman, you stumble over your tongue like a drunk. He still had quite a few hours until he was due to leave with Destiny for Emmeline's, and he chose to relax. He picked up the first edition of The Stand that Emmeline had found for him, and he settled in to read it.