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10 May 2012 @ 02:48 pm
AtS Ficlet - One Last Job  
Written for the "Alternate Ending" challenge over at whedonland
I came SECOND!!

Episode: Not Fade Away


Lorne's never been a stranger to the grayer end of the moral spectrum, but he's always known where the line was. Now though, now he's crossed it and it's all well and good to say he was just following orders, but that won't help him sleep at night.

He can hear the fighting from the city - how can he not? Angel's misguided 'mission' is unleashing Armageddon down there, after all - but there's nothing he can do to make a difference now. Not here.

With a heavy sigh he climbs into the passenger seat and the car pulls away, leaving LA behind.

"Not that I'm complaining, but... Why?"

Lorne smiles a little sadly at the question. "Like I said, Lindsey, I've heard you sing."
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velvetwhip: Angel Dancingvelvetwhip on May 10th, 2012 02:37 pm (UTC)
You sure as heck can! (And for the record, I've never had any doubts.) No surprise at all that you won a award!



Gabrielle
the girl who used to dance on fire and brimstone: ats//text/listening with beerwhiskyinmind on May 10th, 2012 02:38 pm (UTC)
aw, thank you again!