Disclaimer: I don't own Angel, Joss Whendon and David Greenwalt do, but that doesn't mean I've stopped trying.
'What now?'
'Hmmm?'
'I don't know what to do. It' just... Fred's gone, dead and buried, her soul is destroyed. She's not coming back, is she?'
'No'
'Do you think Wesley believes that?'
'Must do. Probably just doesn't want to face up to it get'.
'Or maybe he can't'
'Maybe'
'Think Wesley will ever forgive Gunn?'
'After Wesley got friendly with scalpel in his gut? Not bloody likely, but then again, we're not exactly the best of friends'.
'One of the few he's got left.'
'No, I mean, I don't know him that well, at all really. All I know is that he was poncy Watcher with a big head who gone a bit trigger happy while playin' with the big kids'.
'He didn't 'get trigger happy'! Connor was just -... I mean, he - he's just confused. Lot of changes in his life in the last five years'.
'Connor?'
It's, um, it's no one, just, someone I sued to know, had um, a bit of a fall out with Wesley'.
'Whatever you say, Boss'.
'Boss?'.
'Guess I work for you now, right? What with me stayin' an' all?'
'So you're defiantly staying then? No more talk of Europe or Africa or wherever?'
'Nope, I'm here for good'.
'Well then', smirked Angel, wrapping his arms tightly around Spike's naked body and tilting the blonde vamp's lips up to meet his, 'guess I should be giving you a bonus, considering all the hard work you've been putting in lately?'.
'Mmmmmm, guess you should', breathed Spike, returning Angel's smirk and meeting his lips passionately with his, ending all thought of conversation for at least another couple of hours.
I know, complete ramble, but it just kinda came into my head. Oh, and by the way, any one waiting for da next chap of 'Only you' it should be posted within the next week.
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