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Maybe it wasn't the wisest decision to get on the plane and follow Buffy and Dawn out to L.A. But they need me. I know they're going to. I can help, I know I can. True they told me to stay here. And "guard London" whatever that's supposed to mean. But ever since Kennedy took a one way station to ho'sville with some brunette, I've been feeling the need to get out.
So here I am, leavin on a jet plane... Don't know when I'll be back again. I really shouldn't sing that. Didn't John Denver *die* that way?
I wish I could tell someone I was coming. Meh.
I'll call then once I get into town.
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Several hours later
Los Angeles. City of Angels. City of one particular Angel. Oh dear. Haven't seen him since I got him his soul back. He should be happy to see me.
*I leave the airport with a smile on my face. Time to go find Buffy. I pick up my cell phone and dial her number.*
So here I am, leavin on a jet plane... Don't know when I'll be back again. I really shouldn't sing that. Didn't John Denver *die* that way?
I wish I could tell someone I was coming. Meh.
I'll call then once I get into town.
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Several hours later
Los Angeles. City of Angels. City of one particular Angel. Oh dear. Haven't seen him since I got him his soul back. He should be happy to see me.
*I leave the airport with a smile on my face. Time to go find Buffy. I pick up my cell phone and dial her number.*