Rating: PG
Summary: The gang completes their mission with disastrous results...
Spoilers: Don't think so...but then, I don't think, come to think of it!?! (hehehe)
Disclaimer: I so TOTALLY wish I owned them...do you think I could kill him and claim to be his heir? At least that way the storyline wouldn't ubersuck!!!
Note: This is the seventh in the Weekend series. Follows Chaos Weekend.
Note 2: I know this is sad, but don't worry, there's still another one to go and it's happier...so don't try to kill me just yet!!
Note 3: This story picks up where the previous one left off, unlike my previous stories that were a week apart...

Buffy and Angel's Mansion
Friday 11:42pm

The group outside the mansion readied themselves for a satisfying battle. They carried weapons of all shapes and sizes and boldly walked into the mansion. When it became apparent that there was no one downstairs, they moved to the bedrooms.

In the third room they came across, they found their target, engaged in something that outraged them...Buffy and Angel were on the bed...together...kissing.

The group rushed at the stunned couple. Buffy rushed to get up and defend them was knocked to the ground by an uncontrollable Xander and Willow. Willow missed Buffy's good arm and hit her to the side of her stomach...right where she had received the knife wound the weekend before.

Angel, who was having enough trouble battling Giles and Oz, saw his love fall to the ground...

He broke away from Giles and Oz and rushed over to her. Please, let her be okay... He wrapped his arms around her, seeing that she hadn't been badly injured.

Buffy looked up at him and smiled her gratitude, knowing that something was terribly wrong with her friends, but also knowing that one way or another, this was the end.

She was just in time to see Xander approach Angel from behind and stake him in the back...

Her smile faded as she saw her beloved Angel turn to dust right before her eyes and whisper her name, "Buffy..."

"Annnggggggeeeeeeellllllllllllllllll!!! Nooooooooooooo!"

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Just outside of Sunnydale
11:47pm

Spike was just arriving in Sunnyhell when he felt the pain. His sire was dead. Spike felt the tears well in his eyes. Angel may have been the demon world's biggest bloody poof, but he was the best damn sire a vampire could ask for.

He had tried to get back there as fast as he could, but it hadn't been fast enough. That bloody demon Angel had hung around with had called him with the news of his vision of the slayerettes killin' Angel with the slayer there to watch it happen. Sometimes he felt really bad for the chit...

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An Hour From Sunnydale
11:55pm

As Doyle continued to drive to Sunnydale, his Delia sat in the passenger seat silently crying. He had had another vision ten minutes ago...his man Angel was dead...as in gone for good, no longer of this earth...

He remembered the weekends that he and Delia had taken control of the business for and all the times he would mope around when he came back from Sunnydale...

He couldn't help but wonder how Buffy was taking it...

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Buffy and Angel's Mansion
11:58pm

The Entropy demon watched the scene unfold. He had accomplished his goal, he had made everything much worse than it could ever be...as if the Hellmouth wasn't enough trouble for those who lived there...

He released everyone from the spell. The effects would be sooo rewarding...

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The five aggressors in the room shook off the effects of the spell. They remembered what they had done and looked toward the devastated slayer and couldn't believe what they had done and immediately moved toward the person that had called them friends. They knew that they had more effectively killed her than any demon could have done...they had killed her reason for living.

They moved toward her in a comforting gesture. They were all rejected. Buffy just put up her hand in a defensive gesture. The blank look on her face told them that her whole world was shattered.

She spoke only one word, "Leave."

They did...

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Janice's House
Just After Midnight

Janice awoke to the sensation that something was very wrong...

She jumped out of bed and headed to the mansion. She got there just as Spike pulled up. He quickly relayed what he knew. Janice felt a wave of guilt pass over her. They both rushed inside...

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Buffy and Angel's Bedroom

She was still sitting there. She was leaning up against the wall staring into space. Her face was absolutely expressionless. They had no idea on what to do. Spike just looked at his sire's ashes while Janice moved to Buffy's side in an attempt to get her out of the trance.

After half an hour of trying to get Buffy to move, Cordelia and Doyle joined them. Doyle's reaction was the same as Spike's had been. He just stared at the ashes of what used to be one of the world's greatest warriors. Cordelia rushed to Buffy's side and held on to her for all she was worth. She knew what Buffy was going through, could tell that she wouldn't last if she had nothing to hold on to.

Cordelia had to find a way to snap Buffy out of her trance, so she told her of Angel's will.

"Buffy, Angel left you everything. Do you hear me? Everything that he had accumulated over the years is yours. The business, the property, the money...it's all yours. Angel made a will a month or so back in the event that anything happened to him. He wanted you to have everything that he could give you, everything that he had, everything that you'd ever need..."

Buffy finally spoke, "Except him. Except him." She broke down in hysterical sobs.

Cordelia and Janice held her and cried themselves. They cried for the vampire who was more of a man than any other, the one whose life ended tragically, and for the girl who loved him above all else.

Then and there they swore that the others would pay for what they had done, for what they had put Buffy and Angel through, for making them feel that they had to keep everything that they held dear a secret from the rest of the world...

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The Scooby Gang...

They felt terrible. For some reason, they had all hated Angel at one point. But this time, their petty jealousies and hatred and killed, it had destroyed lives...

Where did they go from here?

Okay, I know that you're all about ready to track me down and torture me slowly, but bear with me for a little while. There are still two more stories to go...

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