Take this Job and Shove It
by Tropicwhale
disclaimer: Not mine
Warnings: Metaphysics?
Author Notes: Regret nothing.
Epilogue
Cordelia looked at Tara. Tara stared at the departing plane with the most serious look on her face. The guardian angel, in the guise of one of the Immortal's henchmen, turned away and caught her partner's eye. Cordy edged closer to Tara as the send off group marched back toward the building. "We have to report this. Immediately. Things are occurring much quicker than anticipated." Tara broke off from the main group and Cordelia followed, remembering at the last second to wipe the memories of the people they were leaving behind. Tara walked to the edge of the airport and the small wood beyond it. As she hit the tree line, the brawny man melted away to reveal the former Scooby. Cordelia, hitting the same spot, let her scantily clad disguise melt into her own. Tara was searching the trees. Cordelia could never help with this part, she couldn't really tell what exactly she was looking for.
Tara decided on a tree and placed her hands on the trunk, bowing her head. The entire tree began to glow in a green-yellow light. Cordelia got the response the moment it happened and felt the other guardians in their squadron all respond at the same time. The whole group think thing was really convenient for getting information but super weird in every respect. She felt Tara make their response, even as she was trying to get over her skin crawling at so many other consciousnesses in her head. She knew she wasn't the only one but she was the one that felt it most acutely. She felt Doyle's thoughts sending soothing vibes her way and she had to smile. He had been glad that they were able to reconnect after death, even if he teased her about the whole Angel/Conner/mother of an evil hell god thing. Cordelia sighed in relief as the connection broke.
It was time to return to base. Things to do. Heroes to protect.
Author After Notes: I hope to finish the series some day. Keep an eye out. Who knows, maybe I will get around to it sooner rather than later? But I gotta go work on Squint in the Affair in the Bones Section...
Love, as always, from the Dorkside;
Tropic