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Next chapter then.

This was one of the hardest things he'd ever done or ever have to do in his entire existence. Saying a final goodbye to these people would nearly destroy him.

The funerals of the latest victims, Wes, Gunn and Illyria (who was buried in Fred's name), had taken place last week. Wes and Fred's parents had been there along with friends and, of course, Gunn's old crew. Even Spike and Buffy had been there. Spike had grown close to these people over the past year and felt he need to say goodbye. They also felt that Angel needed as much support as they could give him if he was going to survive this day.

Before he could at least pretend that they could come back but now he was going to visit their graves he knew that wouldn't happen.

Cordy had already been buried here about a month earlier and Angel could not think of a better place to bury the others than right next to her.

He had barely survived the funerals. He had only managed to get through them because he felt he needed to be strong for the others. He had finally let his tears fall when he was on his own. The deaths had hit him hard and he would continue to feel them for the rest of his life.

Walking towards some of his closest friends final resting places, Angel felt the tears forming in his eyes just waiting to fall down his cheeks.

Finally after 5 minutes Angel was stood in front of the headstones that bore the names of the people who he held closest to his heart. They read as follows:

Cordelia Chase

Had courage beyond reckoning

Will be remembered forever

Wesley Wyndam-Pryce

Respected by all

Forgotten by none

Winifred "Fred" Burkle

Had a solution for every thing

Except one

Charles Gunn

Went out the way he lived

Fighting for those he loved

Angel had chosen the words himself, fitting tributes for the people he loved the most.

Reading the words over and over again, seeing the freshly turned earth on three of the graves and seeing the flowers mourners had left, Angel began to sob the deaths finally hitting him properly.

"Why them? After everything it should have been me that died. They had so much to live for." Angel though to himself.

It would always be hard for Angel, surviving when those around him had died. He would always feel that he didn't deserve to live if they hadn't but Spike had begun to put things in perspective for him.

"I'm sorry they're dead, mate. I know you'll miss 'em and so will I but you gotta remember that they're in heaven, they're happy, they're together and after saving the world I'm sure you'll go there too and see them again."

Angel would always feel guilty about living when they had died but Spike's comforting words had helped to at least begin to get over it. He knew now that he would be reunited with his friends again and that gave him the strength to live each day.

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