Angel: It will be fun!
Lina: yes, very fun. Some angst and depressing stuff, but that goes along with Angel, doesn't it? Okay, breathe deeply… this takes place after season 5 after the Apocolypse fight. My version of what should have been the sixth season. There will be flashbacks to the actual fight, of course! Okay, please enjoy!
Angel: What Should have Been Season 6 Chapter 1: Reconstruction
Los Angeles. Home to many, many unaware of the threat that could have just taken place. Few said that it did take place, the threat to end the world, for good this time. Those few were sitting in an office, that was partially torn apart, in Wolfram and Hart.
"I say we did pretty well, considering our numbers," Mr. Gunn, the lawyer, stated. He was bandaged up, his side was no longer bleeding, and he had a few cuts on his face and arms. There was a girl next to him, that was more bruised than he was. Illyria, the supposed immortal being that would never get attached to humans. Charles thought he saw her smile, but he could have been wrong. Spike, who was leaning up against the window sill, he stood up straight and walked towards the door.
"Are you leaving?" Angel asked, he was sitting at his desk, he had a few deep scars. One went slightly above his eye and down his left cheek a little.
"Well, give me a reason to stay, and I will, although I don't want to follow any of your orders," Spike retorted. Angel shrugged. "Okay then. See you all, it's been fun saving the world, again," the vampire with a soul gloated. The human swivled back and forth in his chair for a minute as Spike walked out.
"Well, I better get back to work. There will be a lot of paper work regarding the reconstruction of the office. Plus we each have to file a report," Gunn stated. He walked out shortly after Spike.
"I will be… in the lab," Illyria pointed out. Angel sighed as everyone left his office. Lorne was probably off somewhere, hiding. Wesley… well, he was already at the morgue. Wesley. Angel stood up, and then sat back down again, his head was pounding. He hadn't been human for a long time, even that temporary transformation was not enough for him to ever be used to it. He sort of missed being able to heal himself quickly, not having to eat for long periods of time, vampire stuff. Now he had to deal with being human. He felt like his head was going to explode any moment. Eve walked into his office, still looking like she had just come out of a tornado.
"Why are you here?" Angel asked
"I have nowhere else to go, you're friend killed my boyfriend. So I decided to come back here,"the broken, ex-liaison to the senior partners, replied. She sat down on one of the chairs facing the desk.
"Is Lorne still alive?" Angel asked.
"I have no idea. He took off after he shot Lindsey, don't ask me where he went, but if I ever find him, he will get what he deserves," Eve stated. Angel sighed. He missed everything being normal, even he did not know what that word was anymore. Ever since he started working at Wolfram and Hart things have not been completely normal. Yes, he had done some good things while he was there, but mainly, he did not accomplish much.
"I should give someone a call. After all, the world just almost ended, again," Angel said. Eve shrugged and walked out the door.
Meanwhile, Illyria was in Fred's old lab. It seemed like the only place in the lawfirm that was not trashed. Except for a few broken bottles on the floor, the place was pretty much how they left it. Illyria loomed over Wesley's cold body that was lying on the examination table. She had moved him there after the battle was over.
"If I had my power back I could resurrect you and force you to do more of my bidding," Illyria said outloud. She looked around the lab and found a small device that looked like a bracelet. She picked it up and it started to glow. The bracelet expanded, causing Illyria to let go of it. It spun in the air for a bit, and then latched itself onto her wrist. The strange blue glow surrounded her body and she felt a power surge through her. The glowing stopped and Illyria was dizzy for a minute. Then she stretched out her hand and was able to send a shock wave to a couple of petri dishes that were sitting on a desk. They broke instantly. Illyria tilted her head a bit. She turned to Wesley, she stretched out both arms and a glow surrounded him now. The deathly white skin of Wesley became pink again. Slowly he started to breathe. Then he started to cough and his eyes jerked open.
"Fred?" He asked, his voice parched.
Lina: Heh I love leaving evil cliffhangers! Hehe. Hope you liked. I know I know, short chapter. But don't worry, the next one will be even better, and longer! Of course!
Angel: Me doing yoga!
Lina: Maybe. lol okay, gtg ja ne!