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Mid battle....... Gunn is on the ground, knowing that he has barely any time left. Suddenly, he hears a voice.
" Connor! You're not supposed to be here!" Its Angel, and Gunn is lifted up on someones back, piggyback style. It's a boy.
"Worry about me later! I'm taking him to the nearest hospital!" Connor runs off with Gunn on his back. From nearby, Spike can be heard yelling bloody hell.
Que intro. Angel, Spike, Illyria, Gunn, Connor and a new character.
Two weeks later in the old hotel...
"I still cant believe I'm alive. And we won. No more circle nonsense. No more Wolfram and Hart.And you have a son." Gunn says. "Speaking of Connor, where is he?" Asks Angel.
"The little you has school, genius." Scoffs Spike.
Meanwhile in the hallway of Connor's college.. "Connor, you're a genius! How do you do it?" Says a 19 year old girl.
"Well Vicki,it's all in the wrist. You have to hit it as hard as you can."
" I'll never be as good at tennis as you".
"I had fun, but flattery wont get me to join your club. I have my own club to go to."
Vicki laughs. "Ah yes, the homework club. Every Friday through Sunday. You seem so excited to go. It's just homework."
He smiles. "Catch ya later."
In the hotel garden..
"You wish to mourn. Why? The dead cant hear. They are dead." Illyria says.
"I wouldn't expect you to understand. We'll start once it gets dark." Replies Gunn.
Suddenly Connor arrives and rushes past Illyria and Gunn.
"What, no hello?" Asked Gunn.
Connor turns around. "Sorry. Hello." Then he runs back into the hotel.
"And the mini Angel returns"!
"He's not a mini me, Spike. He's my son."
"Same bloody thing."
"Is not."
"Is too."
"Is not."
"Is" "HEY!" Both vampires turn towards Connor.
"I finally did it! Got my driver's license!"
"Good for you." Replies Spike."Now where were we?"
"Way to go buddy!" Angel high fives Connor while ignoring Spike.
Gunn and Illyria walk in. "Nice!" Gunn gives Connor a thumbs up.
Spike looks up at the sky. "Suns going down. Are we gonna do this or what?"
Connor looks confused. "Is there a new case? I can drive us!" He leans towards Spike and whispers. "I've been wanting to drive the Angelmobile."
"Ahem. No, son. No new cases, and only I drive the Angelmobile, as you and Spike like to call it."
"We are partying because of dead comrades". Illyria says, much to everyone ( but Spike's) horror.
"It's a funeral, not a celebration." Gunn clarifies. "We find stuff that they would like, bury it in separate holes and say a few words".
He says this while the gang goes to the garden.
Gunn starts digging holes.
Doyle
In his hole, he gets a bottle of Irish whiskey. Angel steps up.
"You gave me a fresh start when I didn't know I needed one. It seems so long ago since I've seen you. Thank you for the good times. You've left us too soon."
Gunn's sister
"Hey sis, I got you some flowers. Yeah I know, very basic, but hey, you know I'm not much for sappy memories. I miss you every day."
Darla
A photo of Connor. A small bottle of Angel's blood. Angel steps up.
"Hello Darla. I....I don't know what to say. Centuries of knowing you, and I have nothing to say. What an adventure."
Spike steps up. "Look out for your boy and his clone, will ya?"
Connor steps up. "Hi mom. Thank you for letting me be here. I'm sorry I didn't listen to you that day. I've changed, and I hope that I can make you proud."
Cordelia
A fashion magazine. Angel steps up.
"Hey Cordy! Man, you were one tough cookie. And breathtaking. Not that I needed to breath. Thanks for keeping me and my crew in line."
Gunn steps up. "Sup girl? Remember when we got fired and sang with Wesley? Those were some good times."
While Gunn is talking, Connor pulls Angel aside.
"Is it okay for me to talk about her? I barely got to know her." Connor asks. "If you want to say something, now's the best time." Angel tells him.
Connor steps up. "When I was a baby, you treated me like a son. When I came to this world, with nothing but hate, you treated me with kindness. I didn't get to know you for long. You were taking away, and you had no control over what happened next. I wish you hadn't gotten used, and I wish we could have been friends. I'm sorry."
Fred
An empty potion bottle. Gunn steps up.
"Fred, I...I miss you so much. Those moments that we spent together, I...I'll never forget them.
Angel steps up. " I've met so many people in my time. You were one of a kind. Goodbye Fred."
Spike steps up. "Thanks for trying to deghost me, love. Appreciate it."
Everyone turns and stares at Illyria.
"I will not make speeches of the one you call Fred."
Wesley
A copy of a spell book. Gunn is about to step up, when Illyria shoves him out of the way.
"Out of the way, insignificant human! Wesley was better than all of you. You were a great warrior. Your sacrifices shall not be wasted."
Gunn looks around. "Well, I think that's everyone."
Angel looks at Connor. "Um.... I was thinking, I don't know. Did you want to do one for Holtz?"
"Holtz kidnapped me and raised me in a hell dimension. He twisted my mind so much that I became a monster. I was filled with so much hatred, that you had to make a deal with Wolfram and Hart in order to save me. The only thing that Holtz was good for was teaching me how to fight, but you could easily teach me that instead. The love I once had for him is gone."
With that, the gang heads back inside the hotel.
Suddenly the phone rings. Gunn picks it up.
" Angel investigations, how may I help you?.....Yeah? ....Okay, we'll be right there...Goodbye."
Angel looks at Gunn. "What's the case?"
"A couple of vampires robbed a bank. Lots of victims. The manager is the only survivor."
The gang gets the weapons. They arrive and kill the vampires. On the way back, Connor gets a text.
"It's my parents. They're at the hotel"
To be continued....