A/N okay so this fic is very pro-Angel, anti-Spike. I know "but we thought you were a total Buffy/Spike Shipper." Well I am, but I need diversity. Hey next, I might do Avril Lavigne's 'Sk8er Boi' for Xander. But for now Mindy McCready's 'Ten Thousand Angels.' Buffy, Angel, and Spike are all Joss's, but they are such a fun love triangle. I had to use them.

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Speaking of the Devil Look who just walked in He knows just where to find me Here we go again I can tell he's going to ask me to dance But that's not as far as he wants to go. I need ten thousand angels to help me tell him no.

Great Spike is back at the Bronze. It never fails, I try and get my life back in order and another ex comes out of the woodwork. He's grabbing a beer and heading this way. Maybe he won't notice me. Damn he's asking me, "Would you like to dance." I explain that, "I've come down with a crippling disease that won't allow me to dance with platinum blonde vampires that try and attack me." He seems upset, but sits down next to me anyway.

It's time to face my weakness Look him in the eye Lord knows it won't be easy But I've just got to try I can't let myself get lost in his arms That's how I got my heart broke before I need ten thousand angels to see me out the door.

"Look" I finally said. "I don't know what you're doing back in town, but I don't need a stalking ex who already has three strikes against him." "I have three strikes against me?" He asked as if he hadn't been there last year. "Yeah, sleeping with Anya, my attempted rape, and the most unforgivable offense, the one all ex's seem to accomplish, leaving town." "I didn't know my leaving town hurt you so much. I'd thought you'd be glad to get rid of me." He hugged me. "Well I wasn't" I said getting out of his embrace. "Now if you don't mind I have a patrol to do." I walked determinedly out of the Bronze.

Lead me not into temptation Heaven help me to be strong I can fight all that I'm feeling But I can't do it alone Help me break this spell that I'm under Guide my feet and hold me tight I need ten thousand angels watching over me tonight.

I want to cry. How could I have been so mean to Spike? I loved him. A part of me still loves him, but it has to be over. Without realizing it, I am huddled on the ground crying. Another relationship destroyed. I'm never going to keep a relationship even when Spike and I were under that wedding spell he would have called it off claiming I still loved Angel. Angel the truest relationship I ever had. Suddenly I feel arms around me. I look up into Angel's brown eyes and I can tell that he's staying this time. I don't need ten thousand angels. I just need my Angel.