"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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