Disclaimer: I own nothing of Angel, B:tVS or Harry Potter.

Spoilers: Up until "Your Welcome" of Angel and bits and pieces of OOTP but AU after it.

AN: Written as an entry in the Holiday Fic-A-Thon at TtH

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It was a weird sensation. There was this cool goose bumpy feeling all over my body. Like when you get a bad sunburn as a kid and every cool touch makes you shiver all over for no reason. That's what I felt. I opened my eyes and saw nothing but empty glowing white space. I turned around and saw that there was nothing there either.

It kind of reminded me of when I ascended, which was one of my last coherent memories anyway. I knew that time had passed, I even knew what had happened in that time, but it wasn't memory, it was like I read it in a book. One of the ancient hard to translate ones that gave me headaches.

"You have been served poorly"

Ok, now there was someone standing next to me, sneaky. "Yeah, I knew that."

"The ones meant to guide you have failed in their duty."

"Again, not new information." The person beside me was a boy. Cute in that way that little kids are. Blonde cropped hair, big blue eyes, pouty little mouth that would serve a kid well with their mom.

"Amends must be made."

"Oh, how about a car. Or, I don't know, let me wake up from the coma that I've been in since BitchGoddess got finished using me as an incubator."

"Your time on that world is passed."

"What?"

"There is no return."

"Why not. You people are supposed to be all powerful. Put me back!"

"Death has come, no one may change that course."

"Death? I'm dead?" I was starting to freak out a bit. I was way too young and hot to die. Even if I was only a really pretty vegetable.

"Time is short."

"Ok, that's it." I was just mad now. The riddles were really annoying. I picked the kid up under his arms and lifted him to look into his eyes. "Just tell me what the hell you want and stop being so damn cryptic."

He look at me with the most pissed off expression I had ever seen on a kid. "Alright, jeez. Just put me down and I'll be straight with you." He started to wriggle in my grasp so I set him down.

"What is it with you Champion types anyway? You know the only reason I'm here is because the demons refuse to get anywhere near any of you anymore." He straightened his shirt which had gotten twisted in the struggle. "So, here's the deal. You're gonna die. Like tomorrow. We can't do anything about that. What we can do is give you a second chance, a new life in one of the other worlds we have sway in. And no, "we" is not The Powers That Be. We, is another group that deals with magic types."

"Why would you guys be interested in me?"

"Seers are under our banner so to speak, but the others got special permission to use you because of the way you got your power. Doyle was one of theirs because of some haggling that went on about a decade back."

"Nice to see that the lives of mortals are so important to the guys upstairs."

"Look. They fucked up with you. The whole brain frying thing and the demon bit was their screw up. I'm not even going to touch the rest of it. They screwed you over and now it's killing you. All we can do is give you the shot to live somewhere else."

"What about Angel and the rest of my friends? I can't just leave them without saying goodbye."

He seemed to concider this for a moment. "Fair enough. We can let you do one last favor for them, and say goodbye to Angel. It'll be tricky, but it gets us a couple extra favors from the Powers, so it's win win."

I thought for a moment. "What exactly would you want from me in this new life? Are you going to stick me in another battle? Do I have to work as some kind of magic eight ball for another Champion of Good or something?" I so didn't want to be stuck as a player in another futile war.

"No. You will keep having visions, but it won't be like before. It will just be a part of who you are. No mission. The world you will be in does have a war brewing, but we don't expect anything from you to do with it. It's just the place where we thing you would fit in the best. We will put you back in age a bit and give you all the knowledge you need to live there comfortably. All you have to do is live your life. Honestly, I think you'll probably end up getting involved in the war of your own volition anyway. It's just who you are."

I kinda had to give him that one. I started helping the Sunnydale crew long before I ever got the visions. Even when I wanted to just stop, I couldn't. "Ok, so what is this place like?"