"Immortal Beloved XIX..."



A shortie...



PG-13...This one's a nice finale...



Disclaimer: No, Joss, no...I make no claims, put that thing down!

It's all yours and ME's



Spoilers for Angel to this week...Flee at once!...



Summary: Ok, one more...Can't resist it...Aftermath of "Girl In Question..."

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LA...Wolfram-Hart tower...Angel's office...May 2004...Two weeks after the boys' return from Rome...

Angel giving final instructions to the few still loyal as he and Spike prepare for the final battle with Wolfram-Hart's senior partners...Wesley dead, a vengeance-seeking Illyria has vowed to join the boys in their descent to Hell to prevent the partners' rising...

They await the opening of the Hell's portal in Fred's old lab...A lab door opens...Andrew...

"Gentlemen..." Their guest of the past four days...He having come at once, though alone...In response to their pleas for assistance...

"Don't worry, never fear...Buffy Summers will soon be here..." he intones his mantra of the past four days...

"Andrew!..." William glares... "You been sayin' that for the past four...We've now got ten..." Angel shakes his head...Points to a timer... "Six...Minutes...Left...If she's comin' where the bleedin' hell?..." The door opens...

Buffy. looking flustered but lovely in a bridal gown...A bouquet by her side...And the end of a rope harness in one hand...Guys...she catches a breath... Sorry...I took...

What?...she glares at them... "Did you think I wasn't coming?...God, you two jerks!..."

And hello, Mr. Walthrop...she frowns...Long time no tell me you're back, asshole!...she hits him...OW!...Hey!...

"Watch it!..." he backs off... "William...!" she grabs at him, pulling him close... "Why the hell didn't you call?...I didn't know what to think until Andy said you'd come to Rome...And even then you left without a word?...You sob!...I love you and you act...God!..." she pulls on the rope harness...

Illyria staring, nudges Angel... "This insane creature is the famed Drusilla?...Come to aid her former..." No, no...Angel shakes his head...The famed Buffy Summers...

Ah...

"So..." Will eyes the gown... "Sorry to pull you out of your nuppies and all..." What?...she stares...Looking down...Oh...

"How's the happy Immortal groom?..."

"Are you kidding?..." she fumes... "You think I was after that...God, William...Geesh...You think I'd fall for some phony aristocrat jackass...I am really..." He stares at her...

Ok, I was attracted...But it was just work...I had to get info from him...And he had to believe I was falling under his influence...

"Andy had orders to confirm that..."

"Which were carried out, mon Slayer Councilor General..." Andrew nods...

"Three minutes, people!..." Angel calls...

"So what's with the..." Will eyes her...She pulls on the harness...A bedraggled, elderly man is pulled into the room...Clerical garb badly torn... "Had to keep the padre here on a line...Having to move so fast to get here in time..." she noted... "Barely had time to get the dress on..." William blinking...

Ok...She pulls a ring from her pocket and tosses it to Angel...

"Shoot Father...And make it quick...Cuse, we be pressa for time..." She grabs William close...One minute, Angel notes...Just don't lose the ring...she nods to him...

"ummn..." the priest mumbled in Italian... "Dearly beloved..."

Say yes, damn you...she glares at Will... "Cause I went to a hell of a lot of trouble on this...And I will sock you unconscious and say it for you otherwise..."


   
 Ok, got the ring...The dress...And five minutes to find a...                  C'mon...Knew she'd show...
 "Cuse, padre...Coulda I borrow youa for a bit?..."


Play Will and Buffy theme

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