Sorry I didn't put this up yesterday, I rewrote pretty much the whole chapter, so it took me a little longer.
Thankyou sososo much to uskohakuchan and RabidReject – you are my favourites people ever. Cordy will be gone for a while, but she'll be back I promise (I love her too much). I love Doyle too so… well; I don't want to give too much away. Read on and find out! Thankyou also to Lilith Sora, I really appreciate the review and I'll try and make things a little less confusing.
Just in case Spuffy-Killed-Bangel is reading this (I doubt it), thanks for the review, although it was kinda pointless. But hey, whatever floats your boat.
I'll get on with the chapter now.
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Buffy walked into Angel's bedroom, dragging her feet slightly across the floor. This was a combination of sadness and her trying to see if she could get her feet to make some noise on the stone floor. Her whole body felt lighter now.
She was grateful that she already had some clothes left at Angel's. He had told her that he had forgotten to give them back to her, but deep down she knew that he planned to keep something of hers, to remind him of her after he had gone. She remembered again that he wasn't leaving, and this brightened her mood somewhat, knowing that she was going to spend the rest of her unlife with him.
Buffy sighed and threw herself back on Angel's bed. This was the second time her mother had thrown her out of the house. This time, at least, she was not alone. Angel enfolded her in his arms and kissed her on the cheek.
"I'll always be here for you." She smiled and rested her head against his chest.
"Forever and ever." They stayed there, wrapped together, eventually both falling asleep. They did not move, and did not breathe. Lying on the bed, they looked almost like corpses.
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Cordy stepped up to the taxi, looking back at her friends for one last time as they stood on the sidewalk. She knew she was going to miss them, but there was absolutely no way she was going to admit that out loud, especially not to Xander. She opened the door with a flourish, and swung herself neatly inside.
"Well, it's been nice knowing you all. I might send you premiere tickets when I'm famous and in a movie." Willow looked slightly taken aback.
"Wow Cordy, that'd be nice." She sounded entirely sincere, but Cordelia was unfazed.
"Only so I can gloat. Have a great time in Monsterville, and tell Vampboy and girl I said good-riddance!" With that, she rolled the window up, and the taxi sped off into the sun. The scoobies stared after her for a while, until the taxi turned a corner.
"I'm sure her brilliant people skills will take her far," commented Giles, after a while of stunned silence. Xander nodded wistfully, smiling at where the taxi had disappeared.
"You know, I really am going to miss her." The others grinned, follwing his eyes into the distance.
"She'll be back."
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That night, once the sun had set and the scoobies had met up again to bet on how long Cordy would last in L.A., Sunnydale was quiet once more, except for the sound of crickets and the occasional car.
At the edge of town, a sign that read 'Welcome to Sunnydale' had just been re-nailed down. Suddenly, out of the night, a black car with blacked-out windows raced up, knocking the sign over for the third time.
The driver's door was flung open and a man stepped out. He had slicked-back platinum hair, and he turned to reveal bright blue eyes and well-defined cheekbones. He stood dramatically for a moment, lighting a cigarette.
There was a crash and squeal from the passenger side of the car, and Spike winced.
"Blondie Bear! My heel's stuck!"
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Sorry, this one was shorter than the last one, but it seemed like a good place to leave it. Now things are really going to brighten up, I promise. Please please please review. I will sing if you do.