They had the funeral at night, so Angel and ol' Spike wouldn't burst into flames. It was a small ceremony o'course. Just the vamps, Fred, Lorne, Gunn, Wes and Harmony tagged along.
They cried. Cried so hard for you. They couldn't believe it. They had just seen you, not even hours before, and now, you were in a box, covered with six feet worth'a dirt. Fred sobs so loud, when she tries to speak, her words are slurred together. Lorne sings for you, he sings "Tears In Heaven". It's just a beautiful song, and it makes Fred an' Harmony cry even harder. Gunn has one or two tears, and Wes is keeping stone face, bein' strong for Fred. Spike, doesn't cry.
And then Angel. He's not cryin' yet either, but I know that he's breakin' apart on the inside. He loved you so much, you were his rock, he had almost forgotten about Buffy. I know that you kissed him, and I admit it hurt a little bit...well a lot. But I know it was just a kiss.
He's the only one that's left and he stands over the tombstone. He'll miss you. Sometimes so much he can't stand it, but deep down, he knows that you're in a better place. Two tears roll down his cheek and he places a rose on top of the stone.
They put you right next to me. Even though I dinn'a leave a body, they used up all most all the money they had made from the big cases and got me a very lovely headstone. I dinn'a need one. I dinn'a have a body for it to rest over! But it was beautiful and read:
Allen Francis Doyle
1974-1999
'The time of my departure is
at hand. I have finished a
good fight, I have finished
my cause, I have kept the
faith'
Second Timothy, chapter four, lines six through seven. I know he chose it because of what I said about the good fight. You two really dinn'a have to do it, but you did.
I glance over to yours and it reads:
Cordelia Chase
1981-2004
'All your life
You were only waiting for
this moment to be free'
That was your favorite song.
The vampire runs his fingers over the engraved epitaph. A few more tears escape those eyes. That heart you said he doesn't have? It's breakin' right now.
He makes a fist and gently taps the marble. He then looks at my stone. "Take care of her." And he leaves.
I will.
I take your hand in mine. I know that you're uneasy to leave, I was too, but it's time.
"Let's go home, Princess,"
------
Once again, in loving memory of Glenn Quinn
They cried. Cried so hard for you. They couldn't believe it. They had just seen you, not even hours before, and now, you were in a box, covered with six feet worth'a dirt. Fred sobs so loud, when she tries to speak, her words are slurred together. Lorne sings for you, he sings "Tears In Heaven". It's just a beautiful song, and it makes Fred an' Harmony cry even harder. Gunn has one or two tears, and Wes is keeping stone face, bein' strong for Fred. Spike, doesn't cry.
And then Angel. He's not cryin' yet either, but I know that he's breakin' apart on the inside. He loved you so much, you were his rock, he had almost forgotten about Buffy. I know that you kissed him, and I admit it hurt a little bit...well a lot. But I know it was just a kiss.
He's the only one that's left and he stands over the tombstone. He'll miss you. Sometimes so much he can't stand it, but deep down, he knows that you're in a better place. Two tears roll down his cheek and he places a rose on top of the stone.
They put you right next to me. Even though I dinn'a leave a body, they used up all most all the money they had made from the big cases and got me a very lovely headstone. I dinn'a need one. I dinn'a have a body for it to rest over! But it was beautiful and read:
Allen Francis Doyle
1974-1999
'The time of my departure is
at hand. I have finished a
good fight, I have finished
my cause, I have kept the
faith'
Second Timothy, chapter four, lines six through seven. I know he chose it because of what I said about the good fight. You two really dinn'a have to do it, but you did.
I glance over to yours and it reads:
Cordelia Chase
1981-2004
'All your life
You were only waiting for
this moment to be free'
That was your favorite song.
The vampire runs his fingers over the engraved epitaph. A few more tears escape those eyes. That heart you said he doesn't have? It's breakin' right now.
He makes a fist and gently taps the marble. He then looks at my stone. "Take care of her." And he leaves.
I will.
I take your hand in mine. I know that you're uneasy to leave, I was too, but it's time.
"Let's go home, Princess,"
------
Once again, in loving memory of Glenn Quinn