Title: Broken Triangle
Name: MidnightzStorm
E-mail: daydreamgirl007@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters and Joss, Mutant Enemy, Greenwalt, and etc. do.
Spoilers: Tomorrow
Distribution: Eden's Rain, The Iron is Hot, Wishing Hearts, Gifted, FF.NET, In Your Wanderings, Whole New World, & Bookish. Aren't I wonderful? I named everyone I know who would want this, even though I know it's a lot. Anybody want? Email me.
Rating: PG
Summary: After Angel & Cordelia go missing, someone else leaves the group forever. (F/G & F/W)
Author Note: This is really short I know, I just had this idea during exams (that's the time I think best), and I had to write it.
Author's Website: Eden's Rain


The trees were soaked with the sunlight of the summer day. That was wrong she thought to herself, there should be storm clouds and rain, to match her mood. As she felt the people around her start to leave, she realized that the funeral was over. She hadn't been listening to it; she couldn't stand to hear the priest tell her that he was at peace. He was at peace, but she would never, since she would be without him.

The people had mostly left; the memorial service was filled with his old friends, and people that he had saved. She smiled sadly at this, he did save a lot of people, and wasn't that what he always wanted to do; even though that was what killed him. She let the tears run down her face, she had ever right to cry.

"Doll face, do you want to stay here a bit more?" asked the kind voice of Lorne. The karaoke singing demon had got the first flight to Los Angeles when he heard what happened. She nodded, and he left her alone.

Hours passed by, but she didn't notice, she just wanted to wait there till it finally sunk in, that he was gone. She heard footsteps coming from behind her, and then she breathed in the familiar smell of old books and cologne.

"I'm sorry for your lost," he said very sincerely.

"You shouldn't be here Wesley," she told him in matter of fact tone.

"But I am here. I am here for you, Fred," he whispered to her.

She turned to him, with tears in her big brown eyes; he softly brushed her cheek with his hand. She fell into him and started sobbing in his arms.

"He's gone Wesley, Charles is gone," she cried, as their knees found the ground.

"I know, I know," he told her, and Wesley held the woman he loved as she cried for the love of her life.