"Immortal Beloved XXXV..."



A shortie...



PG-13



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: Swear it's the last in the series...Maybe...

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LA...Early morning...Shortly after the defeat of the Senior Partners...

"Well...So much for the Senior Partners..." Angel eyed the blasted remains of the Hell portal through which the now-deceased S Ps and their hordes had poured...

"Piece...A...Cake..." William gasped...Staggering...But noting Illyria watching him, struggled to his feet...Looking hopefully down the alley once more as Illyria looked at Angel...Who shrugged and sighed...He's still waiting for her, poor fellow...

"Lets get Gunn to an ambulance...And then..." Angel pulled out a cell phone... "There's just one more enemy to deal with...The biggest of them all..."

Oh, Lord...Will gasped within... "Right..." he confidently noted...Trying to stay on his feet... "Could use a bit more of the rough and tumble...And Buf'll probably be along any mo to help out..." An anxious look to the others...She will, right?...

Ummn...Yeah...Sure...Angel nodded patiently to him...While giving the emergency operator directions...Illyria tending the badly wounded Charlie...Shaking her head at Angel as she stared at the hopefully-looking Will...

"They're on their way..." Angel closed his phone... "Now...As to our final battle...Now that we know who our true foe is..."

"The Great One itself...?" Illyria asked, rising from her spot by Gunn's pallet... "I am ready..."

"I'm in..." Will noted, raising a hand...Though wobbling a bit...

"Always had a hankering for frog legs...Immortal variety..." he grinned...



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The lair of the Immortal...WB corporate headquarters...

"Angel, Spike, and Illyria are on their way, sir!!..." a trembling staffer anxiously ran into the office of the Immortal...A huge green frog in top hat, reclining in a large chair... "They've defeated our last allies, the Senior Partners!!!...What should we do?!!!..."

"Honey?..." Buffy, sitting across the desk, stared at the Frog... "You worked with the Senior Partners?...How could you?...And why are the guys mad at you?...Did you go ahead and cancel...?"

Ummn...The Frog looked away from his latest...

"You said you wouldn't...Honey!..." she glared... "No wonder they're furious..."

Say...she eyed him...Does this mean our deal's off?...

"Not at all Buffy...You're back on with us next season...And you get to be your own Fate Writer just as we agreed...Directing and producing your own fate..."

If I survive...the Frog looked up at the ceiling...

"Sir!..." Another flunky entered... "They're penetrated the grounds...We gotta do something!!..."

Buffy?...the Immortal Frog eyed her...She shook her head...Sorry...Can't fight my boyfriends, even for a sweet deal like this...

"Especially when William's my romantic lead..." she noted... "We are still ok on my idea for having the First temporarily possess me and turn me evil next season, right?...Then, with Will, my love discovering my dark side and helping me fight it back...?"

Ummn...The Frog eyed a grimacing staff writer who rolled his eyes...

"Certainly, darling...(Gree-deep...he gasped...Sorry, sweetie, my nature...No prob...Buffy shook her head...)...It's...A brilliant concept..."

Great...she beamed... "But then you see that I can't fight the guys..."

"Well, then..." the Immortal One sighed... "Only one thing to do..." the Frog grabbed his cane, lifted his hat...And danced for the emergency exit...Singing as Buffy stared, watching...Honey?...You're leaving me alone to be found here by my ex-s in their enemy's HQ...?

"Hello my baby, hello my honey, hello my ragtime gal...Send me a kiss by wire...Baby, my heart's on fire...If you refuse me, baby you lose me...Then you'll be all alone..."

Oh, baby telephone...And tell me I'm...Your...Own...! he hopped through the door...

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So...Ummn...Honey?...Buffy eyed William as he and Angel sat facing her...Illyria standing with arms folded, a grim expression...

"You do believe me about my coming here to help, right?...I was only leading the Frog on, you understand?..."

"I know, love..." he nodded...A careful look to Angel and Illyria...Hey, green legs is history, right?...And she wasn't here to fight us...

"Anyway..." the Slayer relaxed as the boys lowered their previous grim expressions... "Now that you and Angel are running WB, I gotta tell ya about this great idea I have for next season..."

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