Title: Goodbye
Category: POV
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me they are Joss Whedon's
Spoilers: The episode Heroes
Rating: PG it is supposed to be sad
Email me at sg1fjm@yahoo.co.uk
ANGEL
GOODBYE
It hurts. I think it always will, I still get choked up inside now. The pain and loneliness overwhelms me.
It is so hard to believe that he is gone. Allan Francis Doyle. The half- human, half-demon with an Irish lilt.
He managed to get past my defences and become the best friend I neither expected not wanted. I never realised until it was too late and now I will never have the chance to tell him.
I could talk to Doyle about anything. He would listen, give me his opinion but most of all he would make me laugh and now that is all gone and all I have are the memories.
There was something about him that got under your skin; he did the same to Cordelia. Doyle was unusual at first. I thought he was just strange, well I still do but that became one of the things I liked.
That one-day is burned into my memory, it will always haunt me. Doyle had once told me that maybe I was the real deal in the hero department. He never thought that he was, that he never could be, that he did not have the strength, but he did and he proved it that night he became mine.
I was prepared to sacrifice my life. I have had a long one, seen many things and have done many things that I am not proud of. I wanted, I needed him to understand.
The next thing I knew I was shaking and clearing my head. He had hit me. I realised what he was going to do but with all my speed I was still not fast enough.
I called his name out again and again, he just turned and smiled. I have not cried often but I did then.
I was honoured and proud to have known him. Doyle had risked it all and saved us.
In all my years of existence I cannot remember feeling such pain as when the light had gone and so had Doyle. I now feel that I am still in the dark; he was a bright light in my life.
Doyle has now become a part of me and always will, as will the pain. If I ever lose that I will have forgotten him and I never want that to happen.
And I sit down and watch the tape of Doyle, it is the only thing I have left to remind me of him. I hear him say, "Is that it? Am I done?"
Yes my friend it is and you are. There is only one thing left to do, the hardest thing, to let go.
My friend I love you. I always will and goodbye.
THE END
Category: POV
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me they are Joss Whedon's
Spoilers: The episode Heroes
Rating: PG it is supposed to be sad
Email me at sg1fjm@yahoo.co.uk
ANGEL
GOODBYE
It hurts. I think it always will, I still get choked up inside now. The pain and loneliness overwhelms me.
It is so hard to believe that he is gone. Allan Francis Doyle. The half- human, half-demon with an Irish lilt.
He managed to get past my defences and become the best friend I neither expected not wanted. I never realised until it was too late and now I will never have the chance to tell him.
I could talk to Doyle about anything. He would listen, give me his opinion but most of all he would make me laugh and now that is all gone and all I have are the memories.
There was something about him that got under your skin; he did the same to Cordelia. Doyle was unusual at first. I thought he was just strange, well I still do but that became one of the things I liked.
That one-day is burned into my memory, it will always haunt me. Doyle had once told me that maybe I was the real deal in the hero department. He never thought that he was, that he never could be, that he did not have the strength, but he did and he proved it that night he became mine.
I was prepared to sacrifice my life. I have had a long one, seen many things and have done many things that I am not proud of. I wanted, I needed him to understand.
The next thing I knew I was shaking and clearing my head. He had hit me. I realised what he was going to do but with all my speed I was still not fast enough.
I called his name out again and again, he just turned and smiled. I have not cried often but I did then.
I was honoured and proud to have known him. Doyle had risked it all and saved us.
In all my years of existence I cannot remember feeling such pain as when the light had gone and so had Doyle. I now feel that I am still in the dark; he was a bright light in my life.
Doyle has now become a part of me and always will, as will the pain. If I ever lose that I will have forgotten him and I never want that to happen.
And I sit down and watch the tape of Doyle, it is the only thing I have left to remind me of him. I hear him say, "Is that it? Am I done?"
Yes my friend it is and you are. There is only one thing left to do, the hardest thing, to let go.
My friend I love you. I always will and goodbye.
THE END