"Immortal Beloved...XXIV..."
A shortie...
PG-13
Disclaimer: It's all yours and ME's, Joss...Except the 'Soames Walthrop'...
Spoilers for Angel to this week...Flee at once!...
Summary: Ok, now I've gone entirely too far...(Remember they're not parts of one story, but a series of retellings during and after the Rome rendezvous of "Girl In Question")
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LA...Wolfram-Hart tower...May7th...Late afternoon...
"Spike!!!...Express Mail's here for you..." Harmony hollered to him as he passed...
"Who the bloody..." he began...Stopping as he saw her face...
From Rome...she nodded with a slight grin...
He grabbed the package from the hapless driver and hurried to his new office...Angel emerging from his as he heard the noise in the hall...
"Spike?..." he whirled round as the office door closed...And burst open... "Tape player?!...Stereo?!...Anything?!!..." William hollered to Harmony, waving a cassette tape...Here, she offered a small player...
(Walking on Broken Glass...Annie Lennox...)
"Walking on Walking on broken glass
Walking on Walking on Broken Glass
You were the sweetest thing that I ever knew
But I don't care for sugar honey if I can't have you.
Since you've abandoned me
My whole life has crashed
Won't you pick the pieces up
'Cause it feels just like I'm walking on broken glass...
(Walking on walking on broken glass)
The sun's still shining in the big blue sky
But it don't mean nothing to me.
O-o-oh let the rain come down
Let the wind blow through me...
I'm living in an empty room
With all the windows smashed
And I've got so little left to lose
That it feels just like I'm walking on broken glass...
(Walking on walking on broken glass)
And if you're trying to cut me down
You know that I might bleed.
'Cause if you're trying to cut me down
I know that you'll succeed...
And if you want to hurt me
There's nothing left to fear
'Cause if you want to hurt me
You do it really well from here...
Now everyone of us was made to suffer
Everyone of us is made to weep
We've been hurting one another
And now the pain has cut too deep...
So take me from the wreckage
Save me from the blast
Lift me up and take me back
Don't let me keep on walking...
Walking on broken glass.
Don't let me keep on walking.
(Walking on walking on broken glass)"
He looked at the note tucked in...
"Ok, clown...You're the one working for the wealthy evil corporation...You buy the ticket ...I'll be the other lovestruck short blonde with the equally lovestruck taller brunette waiting all day at the terminal in Rome...
Yeah...His Benevolence has taken a hike...At my gentle urgin'..."
P.S. "You is movin' for that door right now, right? Cause if I gotta hit Giles for the fare, it ain't gonna be pretty when I get to you...
My love..."
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