This takes place at the beginning of the first season of Angel, which is
the fourth season of Buffy, and is between the second and third episodes of
each show.
DISCLAIMER: This story is put on this site with the consent of the writer. DO NOT use this material unless you have her consent. The "Buffy" and "Angel" characters and settings are property of Joss Wheadon and Mutant Enemy. This story is FAN FICTION; I am not profiting from their use. All new characters and settings have been born from my imagination.
Epilogue
Bridge did not wake until sunset later that day. She had a lot of apologizing to do, as well as so much more, but thankfully she had great energy to spend to do it.
Luck was on Bridge's side! The Dingoes had a gig at the Bronze, so she treated the gang to an enjoyable night. Although Giles declined.
As the others were dancing to the band's last set; Bridge made her way to the bar where Angel and Doyle sat.
"You want to head back now don't you?" Bridge accused sadly.
Angel simply said, "I think Doyle here is having too much fun----"
"You know what you don't see enough of?" Doyle interrupted proving Angel's point.
"No, but I do know what you HAVE seen enough of." Bridge quipped.
"We'll wait for you by the car." Angel said, dragging Doyle away for the bar.
"Bring back tie-die!" Doyle shouted out. But no one paid any attention as they clapped for the Dingoes.
As Angel left, Anya stepped into the Bronze.
"Hey, Anya!" Bridge shouted. They met at the table where everyone else was gathering.
"Oh so you did come." Anya stated sourly, "I heard you turned as evil as Angelus."
"Well you can't believe everything you hear." Bridge replied with a smirk.
"Anya where the hell were you?" Xander demanded. "We could have used your help saving Willow."
"You seemed to do well enough without her." Willow pointed out, "I mean here I am."
"Yeah, I'd definitely say you're here." Oz said, kissing Willow on the forehead.
"I told you were I was going, Xander. Guy Mortus. The seer. He could've told me exactly where Willow was if I offered him a goat's head. But…I couldn't find him."
"What do you mean you couldn't find him?" Buffy asked.
"Well it turns out he's out of his mind…literally. He leaves his body to travel other plains of existence. Eventually I just got sick of waiting for him to come back."
"I think I should leave you all to talk." Bridge interrupted. "LA awaits our return!"
"You're leaving?" Buffy asked, disappointed.
"We really shouldn't have left Cordy alone at the office this long. She's probably charging our clients into debt or killing them with all her fashion tips." Bridge replied with a small laugh.
"You're working with Cordelia?" Xander asked.
"Ah, I really should go----"
"Wait!" Willow ran up to Bridge and hugged her tight.
"I owe you two now." Bridge drawled.
Willow looked at her, "Nah…just one!"
They both laughed.
"Willow I am so sorry----"
"Bridge don't worry about it. It wasn't your fault…just remember to email me tomorrow, and buy me all the latest upgrades by next week, okay?" Willow grinned devilishly.
"It's a deal!"
Willow stepped back and Bridge and Oz exchanged nods.
"It's been unusual." He added.
"Not surprisingly." Bridge replied. Oz and Willow then went to pack up band equipment.
"If you ever need a hand you can give us a call." Buffy spoke up.
Bridge nodded. "I know. It's the same if you need us."
Buffy turned to walk away.
"Buffy."
She turned back.
"Thank you, for trusting me."
Buffy nodded and walked on, dragging Anya with her.
"Hey!" The ex-demon protested.
Bridge thought Xander was looking as good as ever.
"So you've got a place in LA huh?" he asked.
"Yup. I figure it's my destiny to help my brother."
"Your brother." Xander echoed.
"Xander I…if we…you…"
"I feel the same." He replied, cupping her chin with his hand. "I know I always will."
Bridge shed a tear and kissed him lightly on the lips before racing to the exit, without another word.
Doyle was in the back seat, asking for trouble from a growling Ghost. Angel was leaned against the hood.
"Ready to go home?" he asked.
"Was it hard to leave the first time?" she asked him.
"It's hard every time." Angel replied.
They hugged briefly before getting into the car and pulling away.
DISCLAIMER: This story is put on this site with the consent of the writer. DO NOT use this material unless you have her consent. The "Buffy" and "Angel" characters and settings are property of Joss Wheadon and Mutant Enemy. This story is FAN FICTION; I am not profiting from their use. All new characters and settings have been born from my imagination.
Epilogue
Bridge did not wake until sunset later that day. She had a lot of apologizing to do, as well as so much more, but thankfully she had great energy to spend to do it.
Luck was on Bridge's side! The Dingoes had a gig at the Bronze, so she treated the gang to an enjoyable night. Although Giles declined.
As the others were dancing to the band's last set; Bridge made her way to the bar where Angel and Doyle sat.
"You want to head back now don't you?" Bridge accused sadly.
Angel simply said, "I think Doyle here is having too much fun----"
"You know what you don't see enough of?" Doyle interrupted proving Angel's point.
"No, but I do know what you HAVE seen enough of." Bridge quipped.
"We'll wait for you by the car." Angel said, dragging Doyle away for the bar.
"Bring back tie-die!" Doyle shouted out. But no one paid any attention as they clapped for the Dingoes.
As Angel left, Anya stepped into the Bronze.
"Hey, Anya!" Bridge shouted. They met at the table where everyone else was gathering.
"Oh so you did come." Anya stated sourly, "I heard you turned as evil as Angelus."
"Well you can't believe everything you hear." Bridge replied with a smirk.
"Anya where the hell were you?" Xander demanded. "We could have used your help saving Willow."
"You seemed to do well enough without her." Willow pointed out, "I mean here I am."
"Yeah, I'd definitely say you're here." Oz said, kissing Willow on the forehead.
"I told you were I was going, Xander. Guy Mortus. The seer. He could've told me exactly where Willow was if I offered him a goat's head. But…I couldn't find him."
"What do you mean you couldn't find him?" Buffy asked.
"Well it turns out he's out of his mind…literally. He leaves his body to travel other plains of existence. Eventually I just got sick of waiting for him to come back."
"I think I should leave you all to talk." Bridge interrupted. "LA awaits our return!"
"You're leaving?" Buffy asked, disappointed.
"We really shouldn't have left Cordy alone at the office this long. She's probably charging our clients into debt or killing them with all her fashion tips." Bridge replied with a small laugh.
"You're working with Cordelia?" Xander asked.
"Ah, I really should go----"
"Wait!" Willow ran up to Bridge and hugged her tight.
"I owe you two now." Bridge drawled.
Willow looked at her, "Nah…just one!"
They both laughed.
"Willow I am so sorry----"
"Bridge don't worry about it. It wasn't your fault…just remember to email me tomorrow, and buy me all the latest upgrades by next week, okay?" Willow grinned devilishly.
"It's a deal!"
Willow stepped back and Bridge and Oz exchanged nods.
"It's been unusual." He added.
"Not surprisingly." Bridge replied. Oz and Willow then went to pack up band equipment.
"If you ever need a hand you can give us a call." Buffy spoke up.
Bridge nodded. "I know. It's the same if you need us."
Buffy turned to walk away.
"Buffy."
She turned back.
"Thank you, for trusting me."
Buffy nodded and walked on, dragging Anya with her.
"Hey!" The ex-demon protested.
Bridge thought Xander was looking as good as ever.
"So you've got a place in LA huh?" he asked.
"Yup. I figure it's my destiny to help my brother."
"Your brother." Xander echoed.
"Xander I…if we…you…"
"I feel the same." He replied, cupping her chin with his hand. "I know I always will."
Bridge shed a tear and kissed him lightly on the lips before racing to the exit, without another word.
Doyle was in the back seat, asking for trouble from a growling Ghost. Angel was leaned against the hood.
"Ready to go home?" he asked.
"Was it hard to leave the first time?" she asked him.
"It's hard every time." Angel replied.
They hugged briefly before getting into the car and pulling away.