A/N: *Please do not distribute or post this story anywhere without my permission.* Thanks to cookiesarefood for her betaing skills.
Previously in Omega...
Over Spike’s head, Buffy’s eyes meet mine. I see my own horror mirrored in her eyes. Where is Angel?
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...if Joyce isnt wielding a shotgun in this fic like a mofo (and leading her own posse in the Gallery badass Summers lady style)
..someone's gonna get slapped. okay not really, but ill be really disappointed. ;)
(but seriously, if thats the case, then B/F also just basically got everyone killed for no reason/resolving balance, unless u got something else up your sleeve to make those last 2 days worth while)
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