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Written for 15minuteficlet LJ community's challenge #102, the word "missing."

Missing You
by Zzilly14

She misses him sometimes, especially when she's in England. The smell of a cigarette, a bleach blond male sitting in a pub, an all-too-similar British accent... it all reminds her of him.

A year after his death she gets a phone call: it's him; he says he'll explain it all later, but there's another apocalypse and she's needed in L.A. Angel is missing, the rest of the Fang Gang are dead, and the entire world is next.

She can barely listen to what he has been saying... he has been alive - well, existing - for the past few months, and he never bothered to tell her.

She tells him she'll be in L.A. as soon as she can. Not only because the world needs saving, but because she wants to kick him in the ass. She was grieving for nothing.

She was missing him, but he obviously didn't miss her back.