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Title: After the End of the World Author: seraC Email: seraphcelene[at]yahoo[dot]com A/N: 100 words written for Tha Wrecka. Rating: G Archiving: House of Leaves. Everyone else please ask. Summary: A moment in the meantime. Feedback: Is like air, highly necessary. Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel and all related characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and sundry others. I’m just taking them out for a little exercise. She made the call three times. The first time she borrowed a quarter from one of the visitors littering the hallway. The last two times she called collect. Gave the operator the number and both times, she hung up after the first ring. The third time she clung to the phone as Cordelia’s voice chirped from an answering machine: “Angel Investigations. We help the helpless.” “Angel,” Dawn tearfully whispered. “Please, come and get us.” Her hands shook, and the phone fell to the floor. A nurse laid a gentle hand on Dawn’s shoulder. “It’s time for your meds.” end |