While enjoying a ham and turkey lettuce wrap this morning, I was watching the end of an episode of Angel. It was the conclusion of the story arc in which they travel to Lorne’s homeworld, Pylea. Cordy becomes queen nee’ cow, Angel fight’s his demon, and Angel fights HER Grusalaag. Everyone wins, and they come home in Angel’s car with the help of Fred, who becomes a regular on the show. They’re all happy, and Cordy is STILL in the queen’s gold-bangled bikini top. I’m thinking to myself, what a wonderful show/universe – action, comedy, bikini-Cordy, character growth, the mainstreaming of so many of Joss Whedon’s stars (David Boreanez, Alyson Hannigan, SMG, Seth Green, etc.).
So, they come to the door of the hotel where they live, and Angel insists on saying “There’s no place…” and there sits Willow, silent, pregnant anguish announcing the death of Buffy Summers.
I burst into tears.
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