Title: Reunion

Rating: Any where from PG to PG-13 or whatever the TV series would be rated

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, nothing but the story

Authors Notes: I've been watching reruns of TNT so I don't know how Cordelia died; I assumed it was in a hospital because I heard she died when in a coma. I missed the episode when Doyle died so I don't know exactly what happened.

Authors Notes: Please review!

Chapter 1

"Where's Gunn?"

"He didn't make it."

Angel bowed his head in memory of his fallen friend.

"Guess it's just you and me then." Spike pointed out.

"Illyria didn't make it either?" Angel asked.

"No."

Angel wasn't grieved by the news, after all Illyria had killed Fred. "So it really is just us." Neither of them said anything, they were the only two to make it out of the battle, and, now that all their friends were dead, the only two who wished they hadn't.

"So what now?" Spike asked, finally breaking the silence.

Angel looked at the blond vampire, noticing his look of complete loss. "I guess we go back to the office and pick up from there."

"Won't they be expecting that?"

"I don't know, but I can't think of anywhere else that would be safe."

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"I know you said we should pick of from here, but… there's really nothing to pick up. This place is completely destroyed." Spike said looking around at the remains of Wolfram & Hart.

"There has to be a few things we can save." Angel said pulling open the door of his office. Spike looked at him and couldn't believe a vamp, stupid enough to think that anything worth saving would be left, could survive this long.

After searching fruitlessly for a few minutes they heard a familiar voice from the doorway. "Wow… I guess I got here a little late." Spike and Angel turned around to see a familiar red head witch standing in the doorway.

"More than a little," Angel said, not being able to suppress the smile on his lips as he looked at his old friend.

"Sorry, hard to get messages quick when you're on a different continent. And oh yeah, what happened her

Angel explained everything, while Spike continued to search Angel's office at of sheer boredom. "Wow," Willow said when Angel had finished, "I'm real sorry that I couldn't get here sooner." Willow said.

"It's ok," that was all Angel could say. Telling the story of what had happened in the pass month was like losing his friends all over again.

"Angel, I think there's a way I could help." Willow said suddenly, a mischievous look on her face.

"How?"

"I could talk to the powers." She stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"And how in bloody hell could you do that?" this time it was Spike who spoke; apparently he had been listening in the whole time. Angel jumped a little when he spoke. Spike was normally loud, but when Angel was talking he had been unusually quiet, Angel had almost forgot he was there.

"Well am I not a Wicca or what?"

"I don't know Willow," Angel said hesitantly. "They weren't to cooperative when Doyle died…" He stopped short, another memory of all the pain and death that followed him.

"The Irish guy?" Spike asked. Angel could only nod. Willow put a comforting arm on his shoulder.

"Don't worry Angel, I'll make them listen." She said.

Hoped swelled in Angel's chest. "You really think you could do it?"

"Of course and I'll get right on it."

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Willow was sitting Indian style on what remained of Angel's desk, a blank look on her face. She had decided to contact the Powers spiritually. Angel was sitting on a wood block in front of her, waiting as patiently as he could. Spike came up behind him.

"I don't know Angel… she's been sitting there for three hours." He said.

Angel jumped a little when Spike spoke, again almost forgetting he was there, and then grunted in reply. But Spike wasn't going to give up so easily.

"Angel, don't get your hopes up, this might not work."

"I know."

"I mean you want to bring five people back from the dead."

"I know." Angel replied, getting a little annoyed. He had made sure Willow had added Doyle to the list before she went to talk to the Powers. Suddenly Willow stirred, the blank look gone from her face. Angel walked over and handed her a glass of water he had waiting for her. Handing her the glass he waited for her to talk, not taking his eyes off her. When she still hadn't spoken for several minutes Angel got impatient. "Well…" he demanded of her. Willow sighed and put down the glass.

"They'll do it. Bring everyone back in the order they died, starting with Gunn ending with Doyle. In the spot they died."

Angel smiled, Spike let out a whoop.

"But…" Willow said, interrupting their celebration. " You both have to give up becoming human."

Angel's smile faded, Spike was in shock.

"Uh…what!" he managed to get out. "Bloody…"

"I've already given it up." Angel said before Spike could finish. "But Spike shouldn't have to give it up too. These are my friends, the Powers should under stand that."

"I'll do it." Spike said.

Angel and Willow turned to look at Spike.

"Spike, you…" Angel tried but Spike was already shaking his head.

"These people deserve life more than I do. They died protecting this world; I've just caused destruction. Let them have a little more time to do good."

After a few moments of silence Willow asked, "Is that the final decision?"

Spike nodded and Angel, after glancing at Spike, did the same.

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"You know what I just thought of?" Spike said trying to make conversation.

Angel grunted, he had almost been asleep. At Spike's words he sat up straight. They were in the alley where the final battle had happened, always on guard, waiting for Gunn. "What? You thought of sometime? That's got to be the first time in a hundred years, right?" Angel said sarcastically. Spike shot him a cold look, which Angel chose to ignore.

"Illyria." He said

"What about her?" Angel said grumpily.

"Is she gonna come back then die when Fred come back?"

"Nothing more than she deserves, really." Angel thought, but out loud he said, "No, Willow sorted all that out with the Powers, she's not coming back."

"Willow told you that huh?" Spike asked rather coldly.

"Um yeah, why?" Angel replied.

"Planning on telling me this any time soon?"

Angel pretended to think really hard about the answer. "No, thought you'd figure it out sooner or later. I also think you're on a need to know bases."

Just as Spike was about to respond, there was a blinding white light flashing across the sky, like lighting. Angel and Spike put their hands up, to block out the light, just as it hit the pavement a yard or two away from them.