TITLE: All Hallows Eve (Part 1)
AUTHOR: Stephanie
SPOILERS: Up to now, I think. I don’t give away any huge plot details
(except for in “Hero” ::Le Sigh::)
RATING: PG-13 at most
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing except for the plot and even that is 
derivative from the show. (Hey, Joss, you could always hire me as a 
writer, than it wouldn’t be against any copyright laws! Sorry, shameless 
plug in case he might somehow be reading this, which is not on the 
likely, I know)
SUMMERY: You think nothing happens on Hallowe’en in the Buffyverse? I 
think not.
NOTE: I know it ain’t Hallowe’en but it’s the only thing I could think 
of. This is in response to the fan fic challenge to write a story of 
Doyle coming back for one day and only one day and use the song “Heroes” 
by David Bowie.



It was All Hallows Eve the next day. Legend holds that’s the night when 
the dead may return to earth to visit the souls of the living. It was 
the night when lost souls could be given their shot to come to earth to 
resolve any of their problems that they had on earth. It is a day for 
the dead to be given their second chances. (Dramatic much?)

Angel, Cordelia, and Wesley weren’t doing anything, obviously. We all 
know that Hallowe’en is dead for the undead. Most vamps and such find it 
far too predictable and cheesy to come out on Hallowe’en anymore. Hey, 
gotta love that vamps have at least a wee bit of class.

Well, nothing was planned, that is, until a vision compliments of the
Powers That Be arrived full smack into Cordelia’s brain. The blinding 
pain was almost too much for her to bare. When she came to Angel was 
holding her wrists to keep her from convulsing and asking her what she 
saw.

She didn’t know how to explain what she saw. A date flew into her head,
that she knew. It told her the stroke of midnight of October 30, 
tonight, the second it turned Hallowe’en. She saw the outside of their 
office. What she didn’t see was what was coming next. What the evil they
were supposed to stop was. But Cordelia got the strangest feeling that 
it wasn’t evil that was coming knockin’ but the opposite. She told 
Angel, “I think it’s a vision telling us that something good is gonna 
happen.”

“Maybe, but we’re taking precautions anyway.” He said pulling out his
sword. “We’ll have to stay in tomorrow night.”

“Did you even think maybe I have plans?”

“Like what?”

“Okay so I don’t have plans, but I could’ve.”

Angel just rolled his eyes and got ready for what was about to occur. 
Which meant sleep over for Cordelia and Wesley. Boy, that sure sounds 
fun doesn’t it? (That’s my sarcasm voice for ya)

Needless to say, it was exhausting. They were all standing there waiting
for this thing to show up. Well, it did. But it certainly wasn’t evil.

Angel was in the other room and Wesley had fallen asleep. Cordelia was 
the one who had saw it happen. She saw a bright white light outside the 
door and she freaked. She walked over to the door and cracked it open, 
she grabbed a weapon and walked out and struck it before she saw what it 
was.

“Well, Princess. I’m glad you have better aim now,” a familiar voice 
said. Cordelia opened her eyes. Standing right in front of her was an 
old friend, Doyle. She dropped the weapon without thinking and was 
fixated at the image before her, it was more than she could handle. She 
passed out.