LESLIE'S
RESOLUTION
NOTE: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to the WB and only the WB. But I do own Leslie and anyone you don't recognize.
Summary: Leslie has to do some things to clear herself up.
CHAPTER 28
On Christmas eve the fang gang was sitting around the hotel lobby looking at the Christmas tree, which was loaded down with presents. Fred walked in with a tray.
"Eggnog, anyone?" she asked.
"Oh, thanks," they all started to say, taking the cups of eggnog.
Leslie walked in then and sat next to Connor and Angel. She took a cug up eggnog also.
"Hey, sweet face," said Lorne.
"You've been quiet today," said Cordelia.
"I'm just glad it's all over. No more Rob," said Leslie.
"Or any crazy dreams," Connor added.
"That's it," said Leslie. "Um, I'll be right back, okay? I have some stuff I need to do."
"You can't go out there alone. It's late," said Gunn.
"I'll go with her," said Angel, sitting his eggnog down.
"Me, too," said Connor.
"Okay. Thanks," said Leslie.
Leslie led the way to their first stop. Angel and Connor were surprised that she stopped in front of her father's house. Leslie pounded on the door. Mr. Brooke answered it.
"Leslie?"
"I'll do the talking. Dad, you are not going to haunt me anymore. No matter what. I put Rob out of my life and I don't want anything to do with you, either. And I'm sure that wherever Mom is, she's happy. So have a not so merry Christmas. See ya," Leslie said.
Mr. Brooke frowned angrily and slammed his door. Leslie ran up to Connor and Angel.
"What was that?" Connor asked.
"He won't be bothering me, anymore," said Leslie. "Come on. There's another place."
First they went to the florist. Leslie bought half a dozen pink roses. She led the way to the cemetary. Leslie slowly walked up and layed the roses down on Mrs. Brooke's grave. Angel and Connor hung back.
"Hi, Mom. Merry Christmas. I miss you," said Leslie. "But I want you to be at peace. Because I am now. And as long as I know you're happy I will be, too. God, Mom." She started getting tearful. "I hope you can hear me. God knows I want to be with you."
Just then a bright shimmering golden light appeared. Angel and Connor looked at each other with puzzled expressions. Leslie stood up. The light disappeared and her mother was there. But she was wearing normal clothes and not glow wear.
"Mom?" Leslie gasped, with tears flowing out of her eyes.
"I'm on rental," said Mrs. Brooke, with a smile. "Hello, sweetheart."
"Oh, God, Mom," said Leslie. She and her mother embraced. "I am so happy to see you."
"I feel the same way. You're getting more and more beautiful."
"Are you seeing this?" Connor whispered to Angel.
"I think so," said Angel blankly.
"Honey, I hate to break it to you but you'll be fine," said Mrs. Brooke.
"I know. And so will you, Mom. I love you."
"And I love you, too, darling," said Mrs. Brooke. She turned and looked at Angel. "Thank you for what you've done for her. Thanks a lot." Angel smiled and nodded. "Goodbye, Leslie."
"Goodbye, Mom," said Leslie.
Mrs. Brooke disappeared with that. Angel put his arm around Connor and squeezed him.
"Love you, son," Angel whispered to him.
"I love you, too, Dad," Connor said back. Leslie ran over to them. "Are you okay?"
"I'm great," Leslie replied, with a smile.
When they got back to the hotel everyone was still admiring the Christmas tree.
"Where'd you guys go?" Cordy asked.
"Long story," Angel replied.
Lorne stood up and stared out of a window. Everyone turned and looked at him.
"What's wrong, green dude?" asked Gunn.
"Uh, look," said Lorne.
Everyone crowded around the window. Snow was falling! It was falling quickly. It covered the sidewalks instantly.
"Snow in LA?" Fred gasped.
"Miracles happen," said Gunn, putting his arm around her.
"Whoa," Connor sighed smiling.
"It's beautiful," said Leslie.
"Awesome," said Cordy.
Angel wrapped his arms around her. "I'll say." Cordy gave him a bright smile. They all gathered around and watched the snow.
A/N: Aww. It's so sweet. There is on last chapter after this. *SOB!* I miss it already! Anyway, please reeeeead and reviewwww *SOB!* Oh, and if Jess is reading could you please e-mail me? I want to tell you something.
RESOLUTION
NOTE: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to the WB and only the WB. But I do own Leslie and anyone you don't recognize.
Summary: Leslie has to do some things to clear herself up.
CHAPTER 28
On Christmas eve the fang gang was sitting around the hotel lobby looking at the Christmas tree, which was loaded down with presents. Fred walked in with a tray.
"Eggnog, anyone?" she asked.
"Oh, thanks," they all started to say, taking the cups of eggnog.
Leslie walked in then and sat next to Connor and Angel. She took a cug up eggnog also.
"Hey, sweet face," said Lorne.
"You've been quiet today," said Cordelia.
"I'm just glad it's all over. No more Rob," said Leslie.
"Or any crazy dreams," Connor added.
"That's it," said Leslie. "Um, I'll be right back, okay? I have some stuff I need to do."
"You can't go out there alone. It's late," said Gunn.
"I'll go with her," said Angel, sitting his eggnog down.
"Me, too," said Connor.
"Okay. Thanks," said Leslie.
Leslie led the way to their first stop. Angel and Connor were surprised that she stopped in front of her father's house. Leslie pounded on the door. Mr. Brooke answered it.
"Leslie?"
"I'll do the talking. Dad, you are not going to haunt me anymore. No matter what. I put Rob out of my life and I don't want anything to do with you, either. And I'm sure that wherever Mom is, she's happy. So have a not so merry Christmas. See ya," Leslie said.
Mr. Brooke frowned angrily and slammed his door. Leslie ran up to Connor and Angel.
"What was that?" Connor asked.
"He won't be bothering me, anymore," said Leslie. "Come on. There's another place."
First they went to the florist. Leslie bought half a dozen pink roses. She led the way to the cemetary. Leslie slowly walked up and layed the roses down on Mrs. Brooke's grave. Angel and Connor hung back.
"Hi, Mom. Merry Christmas. I miss you," said Leslie. "But I want you to be at peace. Because I am now. And as long as I know you're happy I will be, too. God, Mom." She started getting tearful. "I hope you can hear me. God knows I want to be with you."
Just then a bright shimmering golden light appeared. Angel and Connor looked at each other with puzzled expressions. Leslie stood up. The light disappeared and her mother was there. But she was wearing normal clothes and not glow wear.
"Mom?" Leslie gasped, with tears flowing out of her eyes.
"I'm on rental," said Mrs. Brooke, with a smile. "Hello, sweetheart."
"Oh, God, Mom," said Leslie. She and her mother embraced. "I am so happy to see you."
"I feel the same way. You're getting more and more beautiful."
"Are you seeing this?" Connor whispered to Angel.
"I think so," said Angel blankly.
"Honey, I hate to break it to you but you'll be fine," said Mrs. Brooke.
"I know. And so will you, Mom. I love you."
"And I love you, too, darling," said Mrs. Brooke. She turned and looked at Angel. "Thank you for what you've done for her. Thanks a lot." Angel smiled and nodded. "Goodbye, Leslie."
"Goodbye, Mom," said Leslie.
Mrs. Brooke disappeared with that. Angel put his arm around Connor and squeezed him.
"Love you, son," Angel whispered to him.
"I love you, too, Dad," Connor said back. Leslie ran over to them. "Are you okay?"
"I'm great," Leslie replied, with a smile.
When they got back to the hotel everyone was still admiring the Christmas tree.
"Where'd you guys go?" Cordy asked.
"Long story," Angel replied.
Lorne stood up and stared out of a window. Everyone turned and looked at him.
"What's wrong, green dude?" asked Gunn.
"Uh, look," said Lorne.
Everyone crowded around the window. Snow was falling! It was falling quickly. It covered the sidewalks instantly.
"Snow in LA?" Fred gasped.
"Miracles happen," said Gunn, putting his arm around her.
"Whoa," Connor sighed smiling.
"It's beautiful," said Leslie.
"Awesome," said Cordy.
Angel wrapped his arms around her. "I'll say." Cordy gave him a bright smile. They all gathered around and watched the snow.
A/N: Aww. It's so sweet. There is on last chapter after this. *SOB!* I miss it already! Anyway, please reeeeead and reviewwww *SOB!* Oh, and if Jess is reading could you please e-mail me? I want to tell you something.