Disclaimer: I don't own Angel or Spike, simply playing with them.
Summary: Angel finds a new way of 'saving the day'.Also, he finds perfect happiness in the last place anyone expected.
A/N: This is a parting gift. Leaving FF for awhile, just thought I'd leave something sure who the people are that are planning on killing Angel, where they all are, or what part of the timeline it is...but the whole gang is there, including Spike, so I'm thinking 5th season sometime before was just something that popped into my head.
"Suppose we should follow custom…give you one last request before we off you." the male speaking made a motion with his hand as if urging Angel to get on with it, seeming bored with the situation, "Go on then…do one last thing before you die. A final farewell or whatever."
"Only one?" Oddly enough Angel seemed completely calm about the current situation, merely nodding when the male responded in the affirmative to his question. "Right." He turned so his back was to those planning to kill him, apparently not concerned that they might attack him…brown eyes instantly searching for, and locking with, vivid blue. He set out towards the blond vampire, who seemed a bit wary as to what Angel was up to. Probably thought the elder vampire planned to get one more punch in 'fore he snuffed it. From the way the others on the team shifted uneasily from foot to foot it seemed they thought that was his intention as well. What a shock his true reason for approaching Spike would be to them then. "William.." he started, raising a hand to one of Spike's cheeks and caressing it softly. He noticed everyone's eyebrows shot up at the use of Spike's real name -- or perhaps it was the gentle touch that shocked them, either way it didn't matter…he wanted to get this out while he still had the chance. "William, I want you to know…I'm proud of you." He didn't give Spike a chance to respond to this news, just leaned down and captured the other males lips, pouring every emotion he felt, but could never express, into that one kiss. Hoping to convey the three little words he could never admit to out loud to the one he could never forget, no matter how hard he tried. When he pulled back his hand dropped limply to his side, head hung down limply as well, as if he hadn't the energy required to hold it up…yet body sort of tense. Remaining motionless and silent for what seemed like forever, but was really only a matter of minutes.
The male who'd spoken before apparently recovered from the shock of it all after a moment, letting out a loud bark of laughter that cut through the silence like a knife. "Well! That was pointless." Angel's body whipped around in a blur of movement, cold brown eyes staring into the other males own. Something about the way Angel moved, about the look in his eyes, was wrong…off. It clicked. "Angelus?" the male asked, voice shaking slightly as his comrades slowly started backing up. All thinking of nothing but retreat. Especially when a smirk upturned the lips of the dark vampire. Slowly beginning to advance on the unfortunate morons. "Not so pointless after all, was it?" Angelus said quietly, a deep chuckle starting to creep up from within him, becoming gradually more manic as he got closer to his cornered prey. Their screams mingling with the sadistic laughter not long after.