Title: Nothing Much
Summary: Wesley gets a visit by Robert Langdon
Disclaimer: I do not own Robert Landon or Btvs. They go to all their respective creators and companies.
“Wesley!” A breathless Robert Langdon called.
Wesley Wyndham-Pryce was surprised to see a disheveled Robert Langdon at his door in the middle of the night. “Robert?” He called surprised as he gave a bit of room for the poor man to enter, not inviting him in with words.
Langdon entered, talking the silent invitation. Wesley looked at Langdon as the poor man literally dropped onto one of his couches. Langdon looked desperately at Wesley as he ran his hand through his hair.
“I don’t know what is going on, Wesley.” Langdon began. “But, you have to help me!” The man shifted nervously.
Wesley had grown to know the man over late night conversations. It had all started academicly but had eventually moved to friendship. The tales Robert shared... Wesley knew the kind of trouble Robert Langdon attracted. “Robert, not again?” He called unbelievingly.
Langdon stared at him, shocked. “What do you mean by that?” He asked a bit offended.
Wesley rolled his eyes.
“I swear that you’ve been cursed––or blessed as the case may be––by chaos demons!” He sighed. “So, what kind of trouble is it this time?”
Langdon began to talk.
“Wesley! Where have you been? We’ve been looking all over for you! You’ve been gone for three days!” The vampire sprouted worried.
“Would you believe I’m in Nepal?”
“Nepal?” Angel asked incredulous.
“Yes, yes. It was just a situation with a man cursed by chaos demons, the Queen of Denmark, and an international ring of terrorist. Nothing much really.”