Chapter 3: Sadness
The dark eerie night sky always gave Xander the Wiggins when he arrived home from work, as he opened the front door he got an unexpected welcoming.
" Good evening Xander…here let me take your coat…or your briefcase…or maybe your shoes" the Buffybot welcomed in the most witty welcoming.
Xander stared bemused " Buffy? Is that, is that really you?"
The Buffybot smiled" of course silly who else would it be"
Xander stared at Willow who had just walked in from the kitchen
"Buffybot" she explained plainly.
Xander nodded" I see Spikes sexbot, so he finally let you have her after you know Buffy died"
Willow nodded" oh yea… that was weird I had to leave the room before Spike got all emotional, I tell ya that would not of been a pretty sight"
Xander laughed mockingly " Oh Buffy I want you back so much. you're the love of my life please Buffy oh Buffy come back to me" he shivered stopping the mocking " ahh scary Spike and Buffy Sex that I do not want to think about, and anyway as if Buffy would ever sleep with that loser"
Willow rolled her eyes " ok Xander we all know how much you hate Spike"
Xander sighed" I don't hate him, I loathe the creature"
The Buffybot looked at Xander brightly " Spikes my little Blondie bear, I love him with all my heart, im programmed to love him"
Xander's eyes widened " ok again with the grossness…Will cant you get her to stop that"
Willow rolled her eyes " anything to please you Xander"
The Buffybot looked from Xander and Willow with a huge smile on her face.
Willow sighed" we should take Buffybot out on her first patrol tonight you know get her used to her surroundings"
Xander nodded" yea maybe"
Everything seemed to be working out for the scoobies, at least they were moving on, whereas a certain 249 year old vampire wasn't coping as well as the rest.
Los Angeles, California
The sight of the Hyperion blazed out from the sunlight. Wesley Wyndam Pryce sat in the lobby spaced out from reading, he looked up at the staircase " Do you think he's ok?"
Cordelia Chase sighed " I don't know I hope so"
Wes got up also sighing " He's been up there for days, Im getting worried about him"
Cordelia raised an eyebrow at him " Worried? Oh please"
Wes shrugged " Well you know its Angel you know how sensitive he is"
Cordelia laughed " oh my god yea Angels all mr sensitivity… we all know whats that's like"
Meanwhile upstairs In the hotel Angel sat in the darkness staring at the four walls surrounding him. Angel hadn't moved from this very spot since he heard the news from Giles about Buffys death, he hadn't had one drop of blood or talked to anyone. He didn't see the point, I the one good thing in his life was gone, he held a glass in his hand and tightened his grip on it, he stared at it as he crushed it to pieces. He slowly got up staring out of the window.
" Ashes to ashes, dust to dust" Angel said looking down at the ground. He left the room heading downstairs.
" I think someone needs a hug" Cordelia mocked Angel, she held her hands out wrapping her arms round Wesley's shoulders
" Angel hugging that's just not r-"
Angel interrupted" what are you guys doing?"
Cordelia let go of Wes quickly " Angel? Your alive yay….are you ok?"
Angel had a stern look on his face " what do you think…where's Gunn, Fred?"
Cordelia had a nervous look on her face, she sighed pulling a strand of her hair back " erm they went out" she felt the awkward tension between them all. Wesley did the smart thing and kept quiet.
Take my bones, every muscle, every fibre and nerve in my body and find a way to make a disabled child walk.
Explore every corner of my brain. Take my cells, if necessary, and let them grow so that, someday, a speechless boy will shout at the crack of a bat and a deaf girl will hear the sound of rain against her window.
Burn what is left of me and scatter the ashes to the winds to help the flowers grow. If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weaknesses, and all prejudice against my fellow man.
If, by chance, you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or word to someone who needs you. If you do all I have asked, I will live forever.
To Remember Me by Robert N. Test
Angel gave a small glare suddenly walking past Wes and Cordelia.
Wes frowned" Angel is there anything we can do?"
Angel turned round" yea actually there is you can leave me alone"
Wes frowned even harder " Angel…we only want to help"
Angel spun round raising his voice " I don't need your help all I want is to be left alone" he continued to walk away.
Wes stood up " Do you really think that's an option anymore… I know your hurting Angel, it must hard, I cant imagine what your going through…just know you have friends who care about you"
Angel listened to the words in which Wes was saying but decided not to take them in, he went into his office and grabbed a stake and an axe walking back into the lobby again.
Wes had a concerned look on his face " Angel what are you doing?"
Angel frowned " im going to save the world Wes, because that's what we do remember…that's the drill go fight-save the world-make everything alright"
Cordelia decided to step in " Angel no offence but your not exactly yourself, do you really think going out to fight is the best idea"
Angel nodded" actually I do" he opened the door and left the Hyperion.
Cordelia gave a huge gulp " OK we so need to put a leash on him"
Wes still with the concerned look " I really don't like this, Angels hurting, he's grieving, the love he had for Buffy was huge and now that she's gone I don't think that he's going to be able to survive"
Cordelia frowned" Oh come on Wesley Angels not stupid enough to stake himself I mean he wouldn't" Cordelia stared at Wes with a worried look " would he?"
Wesley had a stern look on his face" its possible"
Cordelia's eyes widened " well Why the hell did you let him go, we cant have dust of Angel as a boss, because that's not going to work out"
" Cordelia…please try and relax" he replied in a posh English voice. " Angel will be ok, Im sure he really is fighting the good fight" he cringed not exactly convinced with himself.
