A/N: The characters are not mine, they are owned by James Cameron and Charles Eglee, however, the idiots of FOX Network decided to let them die, but they won't!!! However, the words are mine and ya can't steal them!!…

Two


Bright and early I got a visit,
from my angel and she doesn't whisper.
Apparently her brother and get got into a fight,
A fight that cost her something she was
releasing from his proper owner.


Turns out, my angel was
resorting to her old ways.
Stealing, yeah… I really don't want to hear,
when my angel ungraces herself.


She's telling me about how her brother messed up the job.
And all I see is that she's bickering with him,
just like little kids.
Adorable,
yet wrong.
I meant what they were doing, of course.


The supposed reason of her ungracing,
was because she wanted to pay me back.
For the money I lost, a while back.
When we thought we might've had the cure,
but she saved her brother's life with the money.


And thruthfully, I could use the money,
since my alter ego, is no longer made of it.
But I wouldn't want her to go through more trouble for it.


So I brushed the money off,
and anyways, she took off,
leaving me with a smile on my face.


It's been so long she's left me like that.
You can't imagine what I would give,
to have her here every morning.
Living me like that sweetest taste I could have,
under the circumstances we're in.


What I would give, to see her leave like she left today,
With a smile on her face.
As if nothing separates us.
But I have to be happy with what I have right now.
So thank you, deities,
or whoever looks out for us.


Something roams the streets or has been these past couple of days.
Turning things into mayhem, and killing police officers.
Now I know some of them are not the best citizens,
but someone has to do their job.
So I page my angel to see what we can do.


I hate to be the one who breaks these kinds of news to my angel.
But if I don't do it, then, who will?
It appears to be her family again, why am I not surprised?
Not that I blame them for everything,
or I am pointing a finger as if they were the one who did it.
But, I did the only thing I could do, besides tell my angel to help me fix this.
I gave her my voice, in a little mechanic device.
I hope she uses it and calls me,
when she'll be late, when she cries or otherwise…


So her family's to blame for this incident.
And my angel doesn't want to believe me.
And she saw her family's twin,
and now she sees where I'm going with this.


It just seems unbelievable
that before it was me who pointed.
And now it's her who solves it.


She chooses to see the bad side of things,
blaming me for the problem, when I swear
I wasn't hoping this.
She yells at me because I can't solve things
and according to her, I should help her
because she can't do things at once.
But don't you know I'd do anything
if it means we could have our past back?


So I tried to hunt down her family,
You know, the wacko side.
And I needed the help of one of hers,
The one that looked like her dead past.
Meanwhile my angel,
is rescuing the good side
and bringing it into daylight.


So there we are, in the tunnel,
realizing that death parts hang in the air.
Body parts of victims,
memory's twisted because of this thing
memory's twisted because of cruelty.
I don't intend to harm her family,
yet apparently, they do intend to harm me.
So he shoves me down, jumping me
and before 3,000 growls,
her brother took him from me.
They fight, it leaves,
we are trapped in the monster's chamber.


And we found a way out,
but what I saw after that,
I wish I had not seen.
She did what she had to do
it was live  or die because of it.
She was sorry.
She never meant it, Joshua.
He was hurting people.
They might be mean,
but just have faith,
someone out there might not be.


He'll be in the good place.
With the Blue Lady hugging him.
And when he gets there…
no one will be bugging him.


I'm sitting here, with her in front of me.
I hear the guilty trapped inside that sweet melodious voice.
Why doesn't she believe me?
Why doesn't she listen to me?
You always do the right thing, angel.
In my eyes you can do no wrong.
Go, comfort your brother.
Don't let him feel alone.
Go, be a mother.
Go practice on your own.



A/N: You guys can kill me, but not yet, just not yet, ok? I am terribly sorry that I didn't post this soon. I just, the only passable excuse that I can use is that there is too much anger in this season for me to keep writing. But I wanna get this season outta the way, because the third one is pretty much cool to write. We got the whole heat thing again and the finally shipper moment of them making love… Anyways, you guys should check it out in http://www.darkangelvirtuality.com that way you can see what I'm talking about. I am the Spanish translator for the series, so that's for all the fans of DA out there that speak in Spanish. Well, I hope you guys liked this, cuz, I don't think this is my best one. Once again, sorry. Flame & Sprays are welcomed. ¡Feliz Navidad! Merry Xmas! ¡Prospero Año Nuevo! Happy New Year! JM