Two of the Powers looked over at Doyle, one of the newest entrants to Heaven. What a sorry sight he was.

He was sitting in the same spot that he had sat at since his arrival, looking down at the two people that he cared about most in the world, - Angel and Cordelia, their colleague, Wesley, and the newest addition, Gunn.

He had a bottle of whisky in his hand, which he had specifically asked for. Alcohol was not an entity usually found in Heaven - it was not needed, but as Doyle had continually asked for it, it was eventually given to him, although he was warned that he would have to contend with the consequences.

He replied that he did not care - he had never had a hangover any worse than the migraines that had occupied his visions, so he knew that he'd live (metaphorically speaking).

Basically, he was miserable.

He was in Heaven, after he had performed the heroic deed of giving his life to save a boat full of half demons, and he was completely miserable.

One of the Powers took another look at Doyle before throwing up his hands in exasperation.

"That's it!" he cried, and walked over to Doyle, the other Power not two steps behind.

"Doyle, we can see how - abnormally miserable you are for someone in Heaven, and so we have decided to offer you back your place on Earth."

For a moment, Doyle's eyes lit up at the thought, but the light faded as he asked, his voice still containing the Irish lilt, "Will I get me mind-numbing visions back?"

The Power looked a little puzzled at the question, but replied in the negative.

"No. Your atonement was fulfilled by your heroic death."

"Then will my 'Delia still have me visions?

"Well, yes. As a warrior, Angel still needs the visions to help him to fulfil his atonement."

"Well then, thanks, but no thanks. It's hard enough being up here, looking down on her, having ta watch her going through pain - which I caused. But being down there, actually being able ta touch her, and yet still be helpless, that, that'd be unbearable. Anyways, like I've said before, why did 'Delia get me visions in first place? She has nothing ta atone for! So why does *she* have ta go through all that pain!?!!"

He glared at them for a minute before just sinking back down to his seat - looking down at his friends.

All the Powers could do was watch as, right before their eyes, Doyle went from being depressed, to being angry, before returning to depressed again.