I laughed, cried, and bit off all of my fingernails in frustration writing this series. It is the hardest story I have ever tackled.
I had a great deal of fun with this, for all it cost me.
Angel, of course, is not mine. Neither is anything in this whole story except the character and coffee shop I created.
The story takes place in a skewed third season wherein Fred is semi-sane, Darla does not exist and thus neither does Connor. Also, Cordy is not yet a demon.
Enjoy.
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Epilogue