Wrong:
Wrong
by Shirlz

I looked around my office. Was there really anything here I wanted to take with me? This was my old life, the one I was leaving behind to be with Buffy and our child. No, I didn’t want anything. Let Doyle and Cordelia do with it all as they wanted.

A noise from the outer office brought me out of my daydream. Raised voices. Cordelia and..oh God, no.

"He’s busy."

"Surely he’s not too busy to see me?"

"Well he is!"

"Look, I haven’t seen him for a month so nothing you can...oh, Hi Angel."

I gave her a brief glance, Hi Kate," and then turned to Cordy. "Is Doyle in?"

"Not at the moment. He said he’d be back by nine."

"Damn! I wanted to see him before I left."

"Left? Where are you going now Angel? You’ve hardly been here this past month."

I gritted my teeth. Kate had her uses but she was a major pain in the arse. She was one feature of my life in LA that I definitely wouldn’t miss!

"I’m moving on. I’m handing the agency over to Cordelia and Doyle and I’m out of here."

"You’re LEAVING?"

"Ain’t she the bright one!" Cordy muttered.

"Yeah. My life is changing. There’s things going on which are more important than Angel Investigations. I need to give them my full attention."

"Like what? What could be more important than your business and your friends?" Friends was punctuated with an arm slipping through mine. Cordy made a gagging noise. I not too subtly disentangled myself from her and headed back to my office. Kate followed me.

"So? What’s so important?"

"It’s none of your business Kate. Thank you for your help, you’ve been great and maybe you’ll be able to work with Cordy and Doyle. But, as far as my connection with Angel Investigations goes, it ends tonight."

"You’re just walking away? From this? From us?"

That one hit me between the eyes!

"From what? US??? There is no us. There never has been an us. Where on earth did you get that idea from?"

"Oh come on Angel, don’t play games! Let’s go to your apartment. I’m sure I can make you forget whatever it is that makes you believe you have to go."

"So you think you can make me forget my pregnant wife."

"YOUR WHAT???"

"My pregnant wife." Well, I wasn’t really lying. Buffy was pregnant and the Claddagh ring was an unofficial wedding band.

"When did this happen???"

"Buffy is 22 weeks pregnant."

"Then what have you been doing here? I haven’t noticed her around, your apartment lacks the female touch and what the hell kind of name is Buffy?"

"Buffy is a beautiful woman who I love completely. She is smart, strong, and compassionate and she loves me in spite of what I am. In all my years on this planet I have never met anyone like her."

"And what exactly ‘are’ you?"

I looked her straight in the eye. "A 242 year old vampire with a soul."

She started to give me a slow round of applause.

"Bravo. What a performance. Like I’d believe ‘that’."

"I don’t really care what you...Cordy???"

She stood in the doorway with tears running silently down her cheeks.

"Willow rang. It’s Buffy. She’s collapsed."

Part Ten

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