DISCLAIMER: I have nothing to do nor do I know anyone who has anything to do with Angel. This story is pure fiction.
SUMMERY: Takes place after Not Fade Away. What if Buffy was not the first slayer Angel fell in love with? What if Buffy was not the first slayer to come back from the dead?
"Let's go to work." This was going to be work all right. This was going to be hard work and Angel knew it. They were all worn out and tired; and the real fight had not even started yet. "So that's the plan," Gunn asked. Angel spun around, surprised. He did not expect to see Gunn standing. "Gunn, there is no way…"
"There is no way in hell I am going to let you three have all the fun." Angel looked over at the advanced army and then back at Gunn. "Stay towards the back. Do your best to handle what gets past us."
"You got it boss." Boss. The word stuck around in Angel's head longer then he wanted. What kind of boss was he? He had gotten Fred and Wesley killed by taking over Wolfram and Hart. Now Gunn was most certainly next on that list. What kind of boss gets his employees killed? "Are we going to make a move or are we just going to stand here and wait for them to clobber us," Spike asked.
"Like I said, let's go to work."
a few hours earlier
"Listen to me. Angel needs your help. He is fighting the battle of his life and there is a very good chance that it could be his last. If he doesn't stop this apocalypse the world as we know it is doomed. Do you hear me, doomed? You are the only person that can help him or at least give him a better chance at winning. He needs your help. If you can't go to L.A. to help him, go to help the world." Cordelia looked around at the other Powers beside her. "So," she asked. "Do think that will get her to go?
back to the present
This was the biggest fight any of them, except for maybe Illyria, had been in. Angel was getting frustrated. It could have been because the dragon was no where near them or it could have been because there was no way they were stop this thing. "Thanks a lot Buffy, for all your help," he said to himself. He had wanted to call her, but he knew she would not help him. She thought he was evil. He tried to glance around to see how everyone was doing. Spike was side by side with him, fighting like it was the last fight of his life. It probably was going to be. Illyria had stepped back by Gunn and did her best to keep him alive. There were just so many demons. There seemed to be more and more coming at them. Even though the four of them had pretty much spread out, they were now all backed up against the chain link fence. "So, do have any other plan or should we just stick to the original one," Spike asked sarcastically. Angel just glared at him, but he knew what Spike was getting at. They needed a better plan than "let's go to work." They were all looking at Angel to tell them what to do. He looked around at the four standing beside him. "I'm sorry," was all that he could say.
"There is just so many. When you kill one, five take its place," Gunn said.
"We must keep fighting," Illyria told them.
"Yeah pet we'll keep fighting," Spike said. "It's better to go down fighting than to go down standing around like a bunch of scaredy cats."
"That attitude is definitely going to get your all killed," a voice from the shadows screamed at them.