::Angel, Willow:: While There's Still Time

[Buffy Anne Summers]

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She smiled, not being able to help herself. He had grown up in a sense that he was more worldly…and she hadn’t helped him with that. Cordelia, Gunn, Wesley, even Doyle…they all helped him…had bonded with him…when she wasn’t even allowed to talk to him. She tried to hide it…hide her jealousy of the bonds he had created with people other than her…but she had a feeling he saw through it. She hated herself for feeling that way…for feeling jealous that he had friends…but she couldn’t help it. She missed the old days, as sad as it was. She missed having him all to herself…him counting on no one but her. She knew that wasn’t healthy…but she couldn’t help it. She missed how they could talk about anything and everything, but everything always ended up with them making out against a headstone. She missed the intimacy they had…before he lost his soul. They may have gotten back together after his return from hell…but there were rules then…there were boundaries that didn’t exist before…because they didn’t know they needed them. She missed it…she missed them.

As she walked with him, she reveled in the feeling of him standing close to her. She missed this, just like she missed everything else. She wanted to cherish these times, because soon, sooner than even she’d care to admit, they’d just be another memory. Another memory that she would have to think about in the long dark nights while she was alone. She had already made that decision as soon as she got to Rome. She saw a lot of slayers coming and going…she saw some of them attempt a relationship, and unfortunately she’d seen several boyfriends mourn their girlfriends when the life of the slayer came to an end. She wouldn’t put anyone else through that…nor would she try to give her heart away again…as it wasn’t hers to give. The only person she would ever be with again would be Angel…and she was realistic…she knew the probability of that happening was close to nothing…so she would live out her life and die…most likely alone. Where some people get depressed by that notion…it was liberating to her. She had made the decision to stand by the one she loved, even if he wasn’t standing beside her.

Once they were at his car, she looked up and stared at it. It was obvious that it was old, but in great condition. She never got cars, never saw the point of spending a ton of money on something to drive…but then again…she had made Xander go out and pick out her car when they were in Rome. She now was the proud owner of a Mitsubishi Eclipse…it was cute…and a convertible…and black…and that’s all she really knew. She smiled coyly at Angel as he opened the door for her and stepped in. She almost told him that her car was there as well, but decided against it. She would come back tomorrow and grab it.

“You drive, I’ll be navigator. I’ve learned over the past few months where to go and how to get places. I pretty much had to get out of the house when we first got here after the long trip we had. I think Willow and Andrew were about ready to kill me when we got off the plane. It took us 18 hours to get here…with four layovers…it was definitely not an adventure I would care to repeat.” She told him, laughing a bit. “Seriously, our first flight was on the British Airways, it left at 7:50am and landed in London, England at 9:45am. From there we changed planes but stayed on British Airways and left from London, England at 11:10am and landed in Washington, DC at 2:30pm. Once in DC we changed planes and got on US Airways, leaving Washington, DC at 4:15pm and landed in Charlotte, North Carolina at 5:34pm. Finally we got on another US Airways plane at 6:15pm and landed in Charlottesville, Virginia at 7:25pm. From there we had to pick up the two rental cars and drive the two hours here from Charlottesville. I thought everyone was going to kill me. I slept the entire way...everyone else, not so much." She told him, grinning a bit. “Richmond is as about as simple as Sunnydale was. Not a whole lot of town here.” She told him before continuing. “So yes, I do know how to get to the rental property.” She continued, pointing and giving point by point directions until they reached the driveway.

“Yes, I know, this house is freaking ridiculously large. Blame Giles. And yes, there is a basement room with no sunlight and next to it is a large room that was supposed to be a ballroom when the house was built but it was never finished. So it’s perfect for a workout room. No windows, no mats though, so we’re going to be roughing it. However it’ll be perfect to spar in. Maybe Raven can watch. She’s a potential whose actually done some fighting but she’s sloppy and doesn’t really know what she needs to do in order to get it done…I’ve tried to show her but so far they’ve been easy...so it’d be good for her to see me fight a worthy opponent. Up for an audience?” She asked as she got out of the car, and continued talking as she walked through the house, never stopping to notice Angel hadn’t followed her in.

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Tag:: Angel & Willow Rosenberg
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Note:: Woot! Finished this post! *Does happy dance* And yes, Buffy definitely forgot that Angel needed to be invited in. lol. *Wonders* I hope that works with rental properties. Lol. Buffy may have to technically ‘rent’ the one Angel’s going to live in in order to invite him in. *Smirks*
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They walked side by side and he couldn't help but feel at peace. It had been a very long time since he'd been able to see her for more than ten minutes and he wanted to cherish their short time together. Soon she would leave for Rome and where he would go, he didn't know. Honestly he wasn't sure at this point where he should go, where he was needed the most. A part of him felt like it might be helpful to help Buffy in Rome, help train the slayers. It was the biggest cause he could think of right now but he knew it wasn't truly an option.

It wasn't an option because being around Buffy wasn't an option. It came with too many rules and boundaries and restrictions. To a point it put a damper on their relationship, he remembered that it had back when they're tried their relationship when he came back from hell. It put a damper on their time together and kind of permitted them from being as intimate as they had became accustomed to. Though in a way, they had become more intimate than ever because their relationship hadn't been that physical. But overall, it hadn't been good for her. He knew that eventually just his companionship wouldn't be enough. She would want a real man who could go outside with her, whose heart would beat with her own and whom could keep her warm. Someone to grow old with and make a family with.

That person was definitely not Angel and he knew it never would be, so he'd left Sunnydale. The only way he could justify leaving her was to tell himself that she'd be better off, that she'd be happier. He wanted to come back everyday and never leave again but would not allow himself to do something so selfish. In a way, he felt like their relationship had held her back in High School. Being the slayer had already been restricting her social life and then she added in a vampire boyfriend. She hadn't been able to date very many people or to grow, to learn from relationships like other teenagers. The selfishness in him loved that he was her first love though, as she was his. Sure he'd had some affection to wards Darla but he never truly loved her. Even Angelus had loved Buffy, though in a more sadistic, obsessive way.

She went into talking about all of her ridiculous flights and he listened carefully, holding on to each and every word that she said. He had really missed her voice, her smell, her touch, everything about her really. Now he was spending time with her and he was about to stay in the same home as her. In a way, it seemed surreal. He didn't really say much when she told him all of this but she had to know that he was listening. He'd never been one to talk very much, he was more of a listener. Plus he was trying to concentrate on the road while worrying about the impending sunrise.

As they approached the house a part of him grew a bit sad. It would be nice to see everyone and he was excited to see them, but he'd enjoyed his alone time with Buffy. He didn't really think he'd have anymore alone time with her and that saddened him a bit, though it was probably for the best.

The house was huge, though beautiful. It was almost as big as his hotel back in L.A., which was ridiculous to think about. Stepping out of the car he heard about the potential and his eyes brightened at the thought of helping someone. "Sure. Maybe I'll even let you win" He said with a smirk. They'd fought before and she'd actually come out on top, though they'd both been through a lot since then. It would be kind of interesting to spar with her again, see what she'd picked up since last time.

She continued to speak and entered the house, but never invited him in. At first he hadn't been paying attention and had walked right into the invisible barrier, being pushed back after doing so. "Uh...Buffy?" Hopefully she wouldn't be too busy talking to him to hear what he'd said. Patiently he waited for her to notice that he hadn't followed her inside.

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Tag: Willow, Buffy
Word count: 767
Notes: Sorry it's kind of short, gotta go to work!
Credit: To Admin Britt for all of the amazing graphics!

[Willow Danielle Rosenberg]

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Willow had was bored and alone and as always the last one up, Tara fell a sleep on her after watching a move together. But Willow didn’t mind much she loved getting to watch her baby sleep, she was just so happy to have that back in her life again. It like Willow is leaving in a dream and is never going to wake up, which she hope she never does. Willow wasn't tired so she decided to go down stairs, get something to eat and see if Buffy was home. But Buffy still wasn’t after all this time.

Then Willow then Wondered were was Buffy she had been gone for awhile, she was suppose to be gone only an hour patrolling but it had been more like five hours! Willow was starting to worry so she got out her cell phone and started to call Buffy, “come on damn new age cell phone! this is why we never used these things!” Willow said while she was getting frustrated.

Willow tried to keep calling her but still there was no answer, and she wasn’t sure what time it was in Rome. Calling the others worrying wasn’t going to help anyway just worry them all, so the best thing she could do was wait it out. Then Willow got idea, She would use a locater spell just to make sure Buffy was safe and alive. So willow Ran up the stairs to her room, found one of her magic books from the bookcase and got to work. Willow was dying to do some magic anyway.

She started to do what the spell consisted of, first she took 4 blue candles and lit them in a circle in the room. One needed to be facing north, one facing south , one facing east, and one facing west. After she did that she put a goblet filled 3/4 of the way up with water in it, the middle of the candles and last but not least lit some jasmine incenses. Then Willow started the spell by looking in the water and saying "Let the water show the location of Buffy” she said that four times.

Not long after that she saw Buffy, “Buff !” Willow said “I see her, she is at the.. Door?” Then Willow got up and walked over to the door as Buffy was coming in talking to someone, Willow looked to see who it was and saw it was Angel not be able to come in. She then looked over at Buffy and said “Buff I think you forgot to let someone in the house, Angel! I thought you were Dead!” Willow couldn’t wait for Buffy to let him in so she could give him a hug. They all have really missed Angel and thought he was Dead, It was a really good thing they were wrong for once.


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Note- Sorry for the wait guys I hope it is ok, my net was done so. and by the way I loved my Buffy cell phone reference that i used LOL!
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[Buffy Anne Summers]

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She rolled her eyes at her former boyfriend. What had gotten into him these days? Did he really think that he was going to get to beat her at sparring? Sure they hadn’t sparred in awhile but if he thought he could take her down he was sorely mistaken. He had definitely changed since the last time she had seen him and that worried her. She sometimes felt like she didn’t know him at all…a thought that literally killed her inside. She always felt like even though everyone around her changed, that she hadn’t.

She always watched as her friends had grown, evolved, and changed, and yet she stayed constant. Giles…ever since High School he had changed it seemed. From taking a year off…to buying and reopening the Magic Box, to hiring Anya, and allowing her to take charge of the show while he left for London…and finally coming back to Sunnydale only to break her trust a few times before seemingly coming back to what he was originally…which was a watcher. Willow, from High School she had broken things off with Oz (though technically he was the one who left but whatever), to falling in love with Tara, to overdosing on Magick, to falling for Kennedy, and now being one of the most powerful people she knew. Xander, since high school, had matured in so many ways that it seemed almost impossible when she thought back on some of their memories. Since High School he had gotten into construction, fell in love, got engaged, left his fiancée at the altar, and had become one of the most competent and heroic men she had ever met. Yet she…hadn’t really changed much.

She was still the slayer, still as closed as off as ever…but she had always though deep in her mind that she wasn’t alone. She had always assumed that Angel wasn’t changing either…and it seemed as if she was more wrong than she cared to admit. She hated to think it because it brought tears to her eyes, but she wondered at that moment if maybe they were too far apart now. She had never been worried about how different they were…because it seemed like while yes, being different, they were also so similar. Now it seemed as if he was different…and she wondered if that difference would tear them apart. It was a ridiculous thought since they weren’t together in any sense so how could something tear them apart, but it was the truth. She worried and she hated it…but she was scared to lose him. She loved him, and she couldn’t bear the thought of no longer knowing him…though it was a viable fear at that moment.

She heard his voice but it took her a minute to pull herself away from her thoughts to realize what he was saying. She turned and saw a lopsided grin on his face and realized what she had done. She laughed a bit, not used to having to invite people inside. Even in Sunnydale the only vampire that was allowed in was Spike and that was usually just an open invite. It was weird, but she sort of liked it. She had to invite and re-invite Angel in a few times before and it gave her a sense of peace to know that she had to do it again. Unfortunately however before she was able to utter the words her best friend rounded the corner and her eyes widened when she saw Angel. Buffy smacked her palm to her forehead in forgetfulness. She had forgotten, somehow, that she hadn’t called Willow to tell her that Angel was coming back with her. Usually she wouldn’t bother but since Angel was technically declared dead she figured she should have probably given her best friend a little bit of warning. She shook her head at her forgetfulness…maybe she was getting old.

“Sorry Will, forgot to mention that I ran into my…” She started but stopped, realizing that she really had no way to say who he was…he wasn’t her boyfriend, or her lover, or anything like that…so she stuck with the truth…though the words bothered her more than she would care to admit. “I ran into an old friend while patrolling. Imagine my shock when I saw that it was Angel…who was presumed dead.” She said, trying to make light of the situation. “You know, with how many times people have died and been ‘reborn’ in our lives, you’d think we would get used to it by now. Maybe we should make a club. A ‘we are used to people not being dead when they say they are so get off our backs and until we see the coroner reports we won’t believe it’ club.” She rambled before shaking her head again and turning to Angel…who was still standing outside. “Sorry. Nervous habit.” She told him apologetically. “Angel, come on in. And for future reference, not that I know if it’ll work. But you have…” She started, getting ready to give him clearance to all her future homes…but she stopped.

She wasn’t sure why she stopped, but something inside of her screamed at her to not give him that sort of permission. She had no idea why, but something nagged at her. It didn’t take her long to figure it out.

Sorry Angel, changed the locks

She hated to think about it…hated to even consider the notion, but she had to do it. She had to protect her family. Her friends. Her students. They had the right to be protected…and while Angel himself would never hurt anyone that she loved or cared about…Angelus would do it strictly to hurt her. She realized she had been silent for some time so she sighed and looked up at him, trying to figure out some way to cover her tracks. She wouldn’t dare tell him her thoughts…they would only hurt him. “You have my deepest sympathies for forgetting to tell you to enter.” She told him coyly, walking so she was standing right in front of him and placing a kiss on his cheek. “I hope you can forgive me.” She said, smiling before turning to her best friend, begging her silently with her eyes to not give her away…though she was sure he saw right through her as well.

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The blonde slayer rolled her eyes and he couldn't help but mentally snicker. She'd always been confident, ever since he had first laid his eyes on her. Although, unlike most people, Buffy had the skill to back it up. She moved like no one else he had ever seen. Always anticipating her opponents moves, being resourceful with her surroundings and bouncing back quickly. Angel was extremely skilled as well, having been around for over two hundred years. It would be quite the show and would most likely teach the potentials a decent amount.

Still standing at the door Angel could sense someone approaching, smell them even and they were human. Since they were coming from within the house he assumed that it had to be someone staying with Buffy and didn't think they'd be a threat. Realizing this he relaxed a bit, though his muscles stayed tense while he waited for the person to enter. As the person rounded the corner a smile appeared along his handsome features, it was always good to see a familiar face. She acknowledged him and he wished he could get through the door to give her a hug. "Hey, Willow." She had thought him dead as well, Giles must have been telling everyone. "That seems to be a common theme tonight." He added this and looked to Buffy, signaling that she'd thought the same thing.

Before finishing her sentence to her best friend Willow, Buffy stopped abruptly not finding the label of which to give to Angel. If his heart could beat, it would have skipped a beat or two at that moment. He waited for what seemed like an eternity before hearing the end of her sentence. As he finally heard her call him an old friend, his heart sank into his chest. Though he knew he was nothing else to her anymore, it still hurt to be called a friend.

After all they had been through together Angel felt as if he knew Buffy better than anyone. He knew how she thought and felt, what she would do or say. Well, only sometimes with what she would say, she was quite unpredictable in that department. Anyways, he felt like he had a part of her that no one could ever match. In his eyes, even Xander and Willow didn't quite know he like he did. They knew her extremely well, just not in the same way. Angel had learned from experience that he was the only person Buffy had ever felt that she could be weak in front of. The only person she'd act vulnerable and hurt in front of, and would share her fears and disappointments. To her friends she wanted to remain strong and knowing, but to him, she could let her guard down.

His ex lover began ranting about all the people in their lives whom had come back and he listened, still waiting for an invitation. Neither her or Willow had yet extended an invitation. To be truthful, he felt kind of odd just standing outside like this, speaking to them while they stood inside. Finally Buffy noticed yet again that he was still out there and told him to come in. Again, she cut herself off mid sentence. To Angel, it had seemed as if she was going to offer a permanent invitation. When she stopped and he seen the look in her eyes, he knew why she hadn't.

She didn't trust him.

Well, that wasn't exactly fair to say. It wasn't that she didn't trust him, it was that she didn't trust Angelus and it was hard to know if he would ever come back again. Though it really hurt his feelings, he understood why she couldn't offer an invitation of such sorts. She retracted her earlier thoughts and tried to cover them up, though it didn't quite work. Angel knew how she thought and acted and knew that hadn't been what she'd wanted him to say. As she kissed him on the cheek, for a second, his cheek remained warm and it felt amazing. "I'm just glad you noticed before sunrise." He felt bad as he said it, hoping she wouldn't take it badly. He hadn't meant it to be mean he'd only been joking. He looked into her eyes quickly before she turned and faced Willow.

Now able to enter, Angel stepped through the door and walked over to Willow. Embracing her for a quick hug, he gave her a small squeeze before letting go again to address her. "So how have you been? Magic wise and everything." He'd heard of her troubles and how she was trying to get better. Since she didn't look all evil he was assuming she was doing a lot better. It was sad that the girl had to turn evil before realizing how dangerous it could be. He cared about Willow and was sad to hear the news. It wasn't uncommon however, people used magic for evil everyday. It didn't make as much of a difference as when Willow did it though because usually, people weren't that powerful. They used it for money or for a love potion, no one as of yet had enough magical power to do damage like Willow had been able to. At least, not in this lifetime so far. With magic becoming more and more popular and open, it was bound to happen again.

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Tag: Willow, Buffy
Word count: 935
Notes: Woot for Bangel awkwardness and <3 for Willow/Angel friendship!
Credit: To Admin Britt for all of the amazing graphics!

[Willow Danielle Rosenberg]

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Willow couldn’t believe that Angel was alive, after all this time they thought he was killed in the big battle in L.A. when it was taking over by hell. Willow was so happy that he was alive and well, not just for everyone sake but especially for Buffy. Willow knew how much Buffy had missed Angel, she never really showed it but Willow wasn’t dumb she knew it killed her in side. Buffy loved Angel more then anything in world, maybe even more then slaying. Buffy and Angel also made a great team when they went patrolling together.


Willow stood there still a bit upset with Buffy as she was telling her why it took her so long to get home, but Willow could kind of understand why it took Buffy five hours! Seeing the one you love who you thought was dead is kind of excuse to not be home, so Willow was going to let Buffy slide with this one for now. and said “It ok Buffy I understand, I would have been gone for hours not home if I found out Tara was alive. So It cool! just try not to do it often, I thought something was really wrong Buffy you kind of scared me” Willow then a sigh with relief, happy that her best friend was ok.


Willow Then wondered if Angel didn’t die in L.A. were the hell has he been all this time anyway? And if he wasn’t busy with working in L.A. anymore, he should be helping them in the potential search in mystic Falls. With a strong vamp and power witch on the Slayer side, nothing can stop them when they are together. Angel walked over giving Willow a hug and asked how her magic was going, “Its going real good I have been working on some new spells recently, and I don’t know if you heard but Tara is alive as well. So things recently have been looking up for me. But what have you been up to Angel? We all though you were dead, I’m so glad we were wrong.” said Willow with a big smile on her face. Willow was just happy that now most of the gang was all together, now all they had to do was get Xander and Giles down here from Rome and they were set. It would be just like old times with all the Scooby’s.

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[Buffy Anne Summers]

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The blonde slayer smirked at her former lover. She liked his sense of humor these days…even though it did make her sad to think about how much time she had lost with him. She felt guilty for how much time she had lost with him, even though it was definitely not her fault. He was the one who walked away, he was the one who left, he was the one who had decided that fighting for what they were and how much they loved each other wasn’t worth the hassle. As soon as that last thought crossed her mind she felt guilty. She knew that it wasn’t fair to judge him. She couldn’t possibly imagine how hard it was for him to deal with what his demon had done. She knew, the memories Angelus haunted her…though they were for different reasons. Angel had to live with the fact that his own hands, which were controlled by his demon, had killed people. He had to live with that guilt. She had to live with the fact that she wasn’t able to kill the demon. She had the opportunity, she had multiple opportunities, but she couldn’t kill him. She wanted to pretend that it was because Angelus wore Angel’s face….it wasn’t all together true. Somewhere along the way she had learned to love all of Angel…including Angelus. He was a part of her lover…and that love ended up disabling her and preventing her from doing the right the thing…the thing that a slayer was supposed to do.

Her thoughts were jumbled as they always were when Angel was around. Between thoughts of their past, her present, and their possible future…her thoughts tended to jumble together to create a mess that was not only chaotic, but also extremely distracting. She shook her head before remembering exactly what she had been thinking about that led her down the road to thinking about her lover. “Yeah well, let’s see if I can come up with a name that’ll fit. And by the way Angel, get with the times, no one wears jackets anymore…they would be on a baseball jersey. Didn’t you know? My group is going to have its own baseball team. Of course we’ll only have practice at night and only play night games so you’re welcome to join.” She rambled on, stroking her chin and pretending to think.

“Aha! I got it! I know of the perfect name! Since we definitely need a new name since WAUTPNBDWTSTARSGOOBAUWSTCRWWBIC isn’t a great acronym and it still wouldn’t fit on the back of the shirt and we are used to people not being dead when they say they are so get off our backs and until we see the coroner reports we won’t believe it’ club definitely wouldn’t fit. So the perfect name would be ‘The Coroners Needed!’ It’d be cute! We could put ‘We Need a Coroner’ on the front and on the back we could have a cute little drawing, you know, maybe let Giles draw one like his slides when we all lost our voices Wills, and under the little drawing it could say ‘To find out if you’re really dead or not!’ Okay, maybe have something else underneath it but I think the rest would be PERFECTO!” She finished before laughing. “Okay, now I’m going to let you two mull it over while I run up and change. Be back in a few.” She told them before bolting up the stairs.

Once upstairs she pulled the key out of her pocket and unlocked the master bedroom. She wasn’t sure why she had insisted on one of the bedrooms having a lock, but she had just gotten used to it and Rome and now felt extremely private about her things…hence the lock on the bedroom door. She quickly went to her suitcase and opened it, looking for a t-shirt and pants to wear to bed. An item caught her eye however and she looked at it, wincing when she realized what it was. It must have been stuck between a t-shirt or something because she knew damn well she wouldn’t have packed it to come here. It was a night gown that she had bought many moons ago. She’s had it since she was 16 and had actually bought it with Angel in mind. It was before Angelus, before they knew that they would never be together in that sense. It was black with white trim. She wasn’t sure why she still kept it…it had never been worn. Her mom had found it one night while helping her clean out her closet and made an off the hand remark about ‘how she was sure Riley liked it’ and it had taken every ounce of strength she had not to freak out at the thought of wearing it for Riley.

She sighed, thinking for a brief moment about slipping it on with the white robe she had. However she knew that was unfair to her ex boyfriend and just not right at all. She knew that Willow was glad to see Angel but she had a feeling if she pushed either of them to far she’d be getting screamed out. She shook her head and instead threw on a pair of black sweat pants that stopped under the knee, a pink tank top, a black zip up hoodie and a pair of Nike Shox. She wasn’t sure if her and Angel would do any sparring tonight or they’d wait and do it tomorrow…either way she wanted to be comfortable.

As she was repacking the items she had taken out, she laughed softly when she saw two items that would come in handy. She had these since she had fallen asleep at Angels years ago. They were loaned to her by him and she usually slept in them. However she figured he may not have any clothing with him so she’d tell him he could wear them…but she would be taking them back eventually. She gathered the tshirt and sweatpants into her arms before heading back downstairs.

“Sorry, was trying to figure what to wear.” She told Willow and Angel, smiling a bit. “Uh Angel…” She started, blushing down to her roots, which was unnatural for the slayer. “I had a pair of sweatpants and an old t-shirt that you can wear to bed if you don’t have anything.” She told him before her eyes widened. She knew what it would look like. It would look like she was offering him some of her ex boyfriend’s clothing, which was true, but the ex boyfriend happened to be him. “They’re actually from the mansion…I borrowed them after patrol one night and never gave them back to you…so I figured they should probably fit.” She told him, smiling sweetly before showing them to him.

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Something Angel couldn't help but notice was the interaction between Willow and Buffy. It had changed since the last time he'd been around them, they seemed a lot more mature now. Both of them that is, Willow fitting into more of a mother role as she reprimanded Buffy for not calling. It was sweet the way they so obviously cared about each other, it made him glad to know that his lover still had her friends. When he had first left her one of the only things that made it feel alright was that he knew she would still have people whom cared about her. Not only cared about her, but loved her and would take care of her.

Now this didn't mean that she needed taking care of because that was far from it. She was the strongest, most independent woman he had ever known. Now she was responsible for not only the world but also tons of new slayers who all needed training and direction. The weight on her shoulders was now more than it had ever been and he hoped that she had been dealing with it alright.

Gently letting go of Willow, he couldn't help but almost smile. Almost because well quite frankly, Angel rarely if ever smiled. It was just so nice to be around familiar faces again. Even though Buffy and Angel hadn't been together, Willow had always been willing to help Angel when he had called upon her. She was also one of the only one's who accepted him when he had first come back to life. Xander it had seemed would never get over it, since he had never liked Angel in the first place. For a second he wondered where Xander and Giles were but then, he simply assumed that they were in Italy at the moment.

"That's good, I'm glad your happy. Before the battle in L.A. I managed to snag a couple of books out of the Senior Partners collection, they're in my trunk if you want to check them out."

Hopefully she could find something useful in them, after all they had been from what he had noticed pretty rare. Plus if the senior partners had been keeping them they had to be worth something. He was now happy that he had taken them while he had the chance, they could now be used by someone who really knows what they're doing.

Angel listened as Buffy then when on to ramble about a baseball team and such, he tried as best as he could to follow. He wasn't stupid but sometimes she just talked so fast and her thoughts were a bit random. This was just another part to the Buffy puzzle that he loved though. Even as confusing as she is, he could always understand her. It was part of their unspoken bond throughout the years and forever would be. He wanted to laugh as she went on about making t-shirts and such but out of habit, didn't. Just like he rarely smiled he also rarely laughed. When she was at the end of her rant she spoke about a time when they all lost their voices and he found himself a bit lost. It was just another memory that he hadn't been able to share with her and for this he was a bit sad. If he could have his way, they would never be apart again.

She then left the room and he chatted normally with Willow about various spells she'd been trying recently. He felt himself falling back into old patterns as he spoke to her, feeling as if Willow was in high school again and they were in the old library. Finally running out of things to talk about he decided to find out about this Tara character. He hadn't ever met her though he'd heard of her, and of her death.

"So, tell me about Tara. How did she come back?"

He hoped it wasn't too forward of a question, he was simply curious. Once having been brought back to life himself he found it interesting to hear about other people. Himself, Buffy, and several other people had all been brought back. Buffy had been obviously been brought back Willow and the rest of her friends. However, it was such an oddity to be brought back he wondered just why this Tara woman had been. Hopefully it hadn't been awkward question to ask.

Before he knew it Buffy was heading back downstairs changed and carrying more clothes with her. As she began blushing he couldn't help but wonder why, he had rarely ever seen her blush, she wasn't the type to get embarrassed or shy easily. When she first offered him the clothing he was taken aback at first, before noticing at a closer look that the clothes were actually his. Then of course Buffy told him that same fact, making him even more ashamed that he would think that she would offer him some other man's clothes.

"That'd be great, thanks."

As he said this he reached forward and grabbed them from her, his hand brushing hers lightly as he did. He had meant to touch her hand though he'd made seem like an accident. Angel had brought clothes with him which were packed in his trunk, but he didn't want to tell her that. He wanted to take the clothes from her, it felt more intimate and it seemed like she wanted him to wear them. Lifting the clothes up slightly he signaled to Buffy as if asking where he should go to change. He hadn't been around either of them in a long time but it felt more and more natural every second he spoke to them. In the back of his mind he wondered why he hadn't come sooner, though he didn't want to dwell on it. He was here now and that was all that mattered.
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Willow was happy that the gang had more help now, especially with Xander and Giles having to stay back at home in Rome. It was like part of the old gang was back together again, not that they didn’t love having Andrew around, it was just that Angel had been there since the beginning of it all. Hell Willow has known Angel before she was an all power full witch, her first real big spell she did was all because of him. So Angel will always be special to them, as long as Angelus does come out and try to kill them all, other wise Willow might just have to take care of him, or just get his soul back.

Angel had told and showed Willow that he had gotten her something from the Senior Partners collection, “Really can I see!” Willow said with excitement in her voice. Willow loved getting new books that could help her in her research, it gave her something to do and made her feel a lot more useful. Not that she wasn’t all ready to the gang but she just loved getting to read new things, Willow then walked back over to Angel and gave him another hug. “Thanks so much Angel this could really help us out, and it give me something to read” Willow said with a smile.

Buffy then told the guys that she was going up stairs to change and that she would be back, “ok Buff, I will keep Angel company” Willow said to Buffy as she went up the stairs. Willow then looked over at Angel, “So Angel lets just get one thing straight! I’m a lot more powerful then I was when you last saw me, so if you just leave with out saying a thing to us, or hurt my Buffy, I will Kill ya mister. Do we got it?” its not that she was trying to be mean, it just that Willow cared to much for Buffy to see her get hurt again by Angel.

“Don’t worry Angel I’m not really going to kill you, Its just I care a lot about Buffy you know. She is my best friend in the whole world, and I just know that she really cares about you and hates when you just run off on her.” Said Willow. Willow was just trying to make sure he didn’t hurt Buffy, with everything going on right now she didn’t need anything else in her life going on. Not yet anyway.

Angel then had asked Willow how Tara was back, and that was a hard question for Willow to answer. Because to them really it was still a mystery on how she was even back, “You know Angel I’m still trying to figure that out my self, we have no idea how she is even back. I’m sure I will find out eventually, but all I care about now is that I have her back.” Said Willow. Willow thanks whatever god brought her back everyday, it is a dream come true to Willow. Not long after that Buffy was back down the stairs to them, “Hey Buff glad to have you back with us, what is up?” Asked Willow.

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She laughed at her own ridiculousness, as if Angel would really benefit from a coroner. She knew that, she knew that all good and well. She could still remember when her and Spike had been patrolling one night and a vampire had knocked him out. A couple passing by saw the fight (luckily she hadn’t seen her stake the vampire) and had run over to take Spike’s pulse. They had freaked out, stating that he was dead and she needed to call 911. Imagine the couple’s shock when Spike jumped up and started screaming at her because he got knocked out (because somehow it was her fault). She had finally explained to the couple that Spike had a weak heart (they weren’t very bright) so sometimes you couldn’t hear the heartbeat unless he was hooked up to the monitor. She still had no idea whether they believed her or not, but she stood by her earlier assessment that if they did, they were definitely not the sharpest tools in the shack.

She sighed as she handed over the clothing to her former boyfriend. She wouldn’t admit it to anyone to herself, but she hated having to give them up. She had spent many nights wrapped up in them, wishing they still smelled of him. Granted, she still had his leather jacket, and she’d never give it back to him, even if he begged…but still it hurt. She knew that she was doing the right thing, lending him clothes obviously, though she wasn’t sure if he had any in his car…it was still the polite thing to do. She knew she probably was over reacting, but it was hard.

She had so little of him left any longer, that she cherished every piece that she had. She didn’t even have her ring any longer. She only had it for such a short amount of time, but it felt like a part of her was missing ever since the day she had kissed it and whispered goodbye to her lover in the mansion. Granted, several days later she saw him again, but she still had not recovered her ring. It would be a lie to say that she hadn’t searched for it many times while they had slept in the mansion, but she had never found it. She often wondered if he knew where it was, but she had never had the courage to ask him.

She nodded to him as he thanked her. She then smiled when he stated that he was glad they were both safe. Angel had always cared about Willow, so it was good to see that it was still there. She also knew that Willow had always supported her and Angel’s relationship. She knew that it was hard for Willow to go against Xander, Cordelia, and Giles when everyone was against the relationship between the slayer and vampire, but she had always stuck by her…and it was something that Buffy would never be able to repay. She had felt alone a lot of the times when it came to defending her relationship with the man she loved more than life, but in reality, she had never been alone. Willow had always been right there, fighting side by side to get people to realize that Angel wasn’t the bad one, and Angelus and Angel were separate entities. “We’ll be fine. Willow and I are tough cookies.” She told him, trying to take the edge off the conversation now that it had come back to serious topics. She hated getting down to business so soon, but she had a feeling that it was needed. She didn’t know how long Angel was in town for, but she wanted to be able to cherish the time she had with him because after she left, it was never a guarantee she would see him again.

“Angel, bathroom is second door on your left over there…or you can go upstairs and change if your more comfortable.” She told him, smiling sweetly at him. She turned her attention back to Willow, knowing that Angel would take her advice one way or another. “Willow, you gonna help us train?” she asked, remembering how Giles used to help when she had been in the magic box.

A frightening notion came over her at that point and her thoughts were transformed into memories of a time where she had not been at all well and she hated even thinking about it.

You’re not ready, for the world outside. You keep pretending but you just can’t hide. I know I said that I’d be standing by your side…but I….Your path’s unbeaten, and it’s all up hill. And you can meet it, but you never will. And I’m the reason why you’re standing still, but I…I wish I could say the right words…to lead you through this land, wish I could play the father, and take you by the hand. Wish I could stay here…but now I understand, I’m standing in the way.

She hated the thoughts that it invoked…and she hated that she was so scarred by it. She hated the fact that the thought of someone throwing knives at her while she trained still brought her back to the stupid musical demon that forced her to tell those she loved how badly that they hurt her. She didn’t let on any longer how her expulsion from heaven still affected her, and she knew she couldn’t let on in front of Angel. She may be able to keep things from Willow, Xander and Giles…but Angel knew her better. Angel could read her better. And she knew if she showed even a small sign of weakness that it would be all over. It would not be a good time to be had.

She sighed and shook her head. “We could use some distractions to try and break us. Just don’t use wood and we’ll be good…or fire…or anything that could behead us.” She told her, laughing a bit, trying to break the obvious tension in the room. “That would not be good. He didn’t survive LA and everything else just to be staked by a flying wooden splinter.” She stated, giggling a bit. She fiddled with her necklace for a moment before groaning. She had forgotten to take it off. She unclasped it and took it off from around her neck, immediately feeling at a loss without the comforting cool metal that she was used too. She slid it into her purse, that way she wouldn’t lose it. She then simply stood in the foyer…waiting for something, anything, to give her a sign that everyone was ready to train.

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If his heart was alive and beating, it would be glowing with warmth right now seeing how happy those books made Willow. He hadn't known that she would be this interested in them and he was definitely glad he'd remembered them. It was amazing to him just how far she had come, magically considering. Angel himself had been known to dabble in the magics at times but he was no where close to being on the same level as Willow and suspected that he never would be. He was okay with that, he had always been more of a fan of hand-to-hand combat anyways honestly. He'd pick a nice punch to someone's face over a spell any day. This was something else that he shared with Buffy, the preference of the simplicity of combat. She too preferred to simply fight fist to cuff when it came down to it. Checking back into his conversation with Willow, he looked at her endearingly when he spoke.

"Don't mention it, I'm just glad someone will get some use out of them."

It was the complete and honest truth, as he knew if he hadn't given them to Willow he probably wouldn't have made much use of them. In fact, he may have never paid attention to them at all if not for her. Hopefully she would be able to make some sense of them, maybe with Gile's or even his own help with translation. It was in Latin and since he hadn't been around in awhile, he couldn't remember if Willow knew any Latin.

When Angel had first come here, he hadn't expected anything to happen with Buffy. Honestly he just figured he'd come and help out with some little things and then part ways. That was until Willow starting lecturing/warning him about hurting Buffy.

The way she spoke about hurting Buffy made it seem as if it was expected that something was going to happen with them. Of course deep down Angel knew that he'd love to be with Buffy again, though at the same time he knew that he couldn't be. The way Willow spoke gave him hope, though that same hope also made him feel guilty inside. The vampire knew that they shouldn't be together, no matter what he wanted. It simply didn't make sense. One thing he did know though, was that he never wanted to hurt her again. Whether or not he would end up hurting her was a different story, so he made his wording pretty precise.

"I don't want to hurt her again, I really don't."

It was as simple as that. He couldn't promise that he wouldn't hurt her as he couldn't tell the future, he could only promise that he didn't want. In fact, he'd never wanted to except for the exception of Angelus. But Angel himself had never once intentionally hurt her that he could remember, he had always loved her far too much.

"No running off or disappearing, that I promise."

As he made this last promise he gave the witch a small smile, as if to seal the deal. Since he rarely smiled it almost made what he had said just that more genuine, which he hoped translated to Willow and she would believe him. Again, he had never wanted to leave Buffy. If it had been up to him he would have been with her for eternity. The fact of the matter is is that it was a necessary sacrifice so that she could be happier and that was that, he had no choice in the matter. Angel was no good for Buffy and he never had been, they'd simply tried to ignore that fact earlier on.

"If you want I can call around and see if anyone knows anything, or if anyone's talking about a witch recently brought back."

Willow had always been there to help Angel, even going out of her way sometimes to help him. He wanted to at least offer his help even if she didn't want it, though he didn't know just how helpful he would end up being. He would call who ever he could and see if anyone knew anything but he honestly didn't know if they would. This Tara woman seemed lovely, but on the other hand, she didn't seem like she'd upset the rift enough to make talk throughout the supernatural society. Even so, he would still try and call as many contacts as he could.

Turning back to Buffy he looked at her beautiful face, taking in all of her features. She definitely had aged since they'd met, though she was still as beautiful to him as the day they had first met. If anything, she had only gotten more beautiful. Though it could also be seen that the life of the slayer had been hard on her, though that was to be expected.

He nodded as Buffy stated that they were both tough cookies. Since he had met them he'd figured that out, both of them always fighting the good fight and risking their lives. Even Willow had risked her life all the time for the better good, saving people that she barely knew and often putting herself in danger. Through it all her and Buffy became even better friends.

Taking her advice Angel went into the bathroom to change. Initially he had headed for the stairs, then swiftly recovered as to look as if he had just gotten mixed up and had been going to the bathroom the whole time. Changing quickly he put his old clothes into a hamper that was in the bathroom, simply because he hadn't known what else to do with them. Coming back into the hall he wondered briefly what they had been talking about but decided that it didn't matter.

"So, where is your training area?"

As he asked this he waited for Buffy's response, assuming that she would then lead the way to where they would train at. For a second he wondered if she'd been tired, since she'd already been patrolling. After a second he realized that she was a big girl, if she was tired she wouldn't be trying to train right now. He then wondered if any potentials would be joining them or simply observing them, or if it would be just them three.
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Willow knew she was being kind of hard on Angel and knew she should let up on him a bit, he did just get done fighting hell and was there trying to help them in all. Willow patted Angel on the shoulder and said to him “Don’t worry Angel I’m not going to hurt you, I’m just playing with you. Besides Buffy might kill me if I did hurt you,” Willow was then chuckling with Angel after saying that. “It nice to know that you have heard stories about me, yeah I have gotten way stronger since the last time we talked, you should see what I can do now, maybe I could show you sometime.”

Willow then thought it was sweet when Angel said he could look in to why Tara was back, which wasn’t really a bit deal she was just happy to have her back. But it would be nice to know, “Yeah of you want to look into it that would be a great help, thanks Angel I’m sure Tara would like to know how she was here.” said Willow with a big smile.

Willow then heard Buffy coming out of her room from getting dressed, Willow gave Buffy a big smile as she made her way back down the stairs to them. She wondered what Buffy would say if she knew what she had just told Angel while she was getting dressed, But Willow just didn’t want Buffy getting hurt again, Buffy all ready had enough on her plate right now with everything going on. They had to deal with the dawn drama and still needed to find the Slayers in Mystic Falls, how the hell they were going to do that, they still were lost on so. Buffy really didn’t need some kind of Drama with Angel right now.

When Angel went up stairs to change Willow looked over at Buffy giggling, “I might have been kind of hard on Angel Buffy, I told him if he hurts you again and leaves that I would kill him.” Willow said to Buffy, hoping she wasn’t mad at her for saying that. But Willow was sure that Buffy would understand, that she was just trying to look out of her. Plus Willow knew that Buffy was a lot stronger now and wouldn’t put up with any of that, so she could handle Angel just fine.

Angel came back down the stairs to them looking ready to go, he asked Willow if she would be training with them “Yeah! In helping Buff and Maybe I can give you a bit of a demonstration of what I can do now Angel," Willow said in excitement. Willow loved helping Buffy train it was fun, especial when Willow could throw some magic in to the mix. “All right gang let get to it! what are we waiting for? I don't need to get dressed I'm just wearing my Pj's, it comfy that way. So you all ready?” She asked the two with a big smile on her face.

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She watched as Angel walked out of sight before she let out a breath. She hated the way things were between them. She loved him of course, that feeling had not changed or stopped. In fact, if possible, the feeling had only increased the longer they had been apart. She felt as if they were on more even ground now, though she knew that made no sense. When they had been together in Sunnydale, before everything had gone to hell (literally) she had always felt as if people were staring at her. They stared wondering what a man of his age (since in all actuality he was turned when he was 26) was doing a little school girl like her. She was immature at times and though she knew he loved her, she still wondered why he was with her.

Things changed when he came back from hell. Not only was he a different person obviously, but their relationship had changed. Gone were the passionate embraces and the constant touching. The sexual tension was still there, though it was veiled with fear. In its place left a knowledge that their relationship had changed forever. The knowledge that if things were to progress further than innocent touching and light kissing, the world could literally end. The knowledge that no matter how much they loved each other, they would never truly be together. She had known that since they had decided to get back together. She knew that eventually their differences would come between them, and yet she had always had the hope that they would figure out a way around it.

Unfortunately that didn’t happen. She didn’t know what sparked it, as she had always felt like it was more than the mayor and the fact that she wanted a drawer in his place. She had always felt like something had shifted between the day they had woken up after a power nap that turned into an all night sleep session, and the day that he broke up with her, effectively breaking her heart. She had never had the nerve to ask him for fear of rehashing that particular time in her life, but her mind had always tried to tell her that there was more to the story than she knew. She didn’t know why, but she had a feeling her mother was involved as well. She had always wondered why when she had been sobbing in her room one night her mother hadn’t even asked what was the matter…almost as if she knew. She was glad that she didn’t know for a fact though, because she didn’t want to tarnish her mother’s memory. She knew that if she found out that her mom had something to do with her breakup with the love of her existence, that she would be extremely upset and mad, and she didn’t want that. Her mother was gone, she couldn’t even visit her grave since Sunnydale was blown up, and she didn’t need any more regret and guilt on her shoulders.

Her attention was pulled away from her thoughts when she heard Willow say that she basically threatened Angel. She groaned. “Wills, seriously. He’s here to help. We’re not together, we’re not in a relationship. Hell for all I know he has a girlfriend in LA. Don’t worry about us…don’t worry about me. I’ve lived through hell and many other things, I’ll be fine.” It killed her to think that Angel might have found someone else to love…someone else to live for, but it was a distinct possibility. She hated the thought but it was the truth.

She would admit that she was selfish when it came to Angel. She knew that Angel would live forever and she would die one day. She didn’t want to admit it, and she wouldn’t admit it to anyone but herself, but she didn’t want Angel to find anyone else. She knew that if she was a good person she would wish Angel happiness…that he would find a woman who was a vampire and a good person like him. Someone that he could be with and spend the rest of his eternity with him…but she didn’t. She didn’t want him to be with anyone but her. She didn’t want him to love anyone with as much passion or more as her. She wanted him to belong to her again, just as she always had him. Even though she had slept with other men and had relationships with other men, in her heart she had always belonged to Angel. Riley knew it…it was the reason why he left.

Spike had known it as well…but he just didn’t care. The Spike situation was one of the most depraved things she had ever gotten involved in. She knew that Spike knew her reasons for being with him, though he never voiced them. All he ever told her was that she was using him to get her inner darkness out…and while that was true to an extent, it wasn’t the whole reason. With Spike, she could close her eyes and as messed up as it sounded, she could pretend she was with Angel. The cold arms, the still chest, the strength, they were all as close to her lover as she could get. She needed him at a time when she couldn’t have him. She hadn’t asked him to come and save her because she knew he would…and she knew she couldn’t be that selfish. So she used Spike at night, and during the day she felt like throwing up and calling Angel and admitting the entire thing to him…and at night, she went back. It was an endless cycle of violence, need, and guilt…but that’s just how it went.

She stopped her inner ramblings when Angel walked downstairs. Her heart stopped at the clothing he was now wearing. A time when he wore almost that same outfit opening the door to her after she had a nightmare. Holding her, reassuring her, telling her that it was alright. She remembered him opening the door shirtless before putting it back on again. She dragged her thoughts away from the past and put it to where it needed to be. “I need to train…now.” She simply stated, walking out of the room and heading downstairs. She knew she was acting like a moron, but she couldn’t help it. All of a sudden she was tense. She needed release. She walked over to the punching bag that was hanging in the corner and started letting loose on it. She knew that Angel and Willow would follow her and they would train, but she needed something at that moment before she let loose and screamed. She knew she couldn’t scream out loud so this was her way of releasing the tension that had all of a sudden enveloped her body.

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He took in Willow's words and made sure to listen carefully, though he didn't quite agree with him. The only thing he didn't agree with was the fact that Buffy would hurt her if she harmed him. Honestly, he knew that Buffy did love him with all her heart. However, she loved Willow just as much, though obviously in different ways. He didn't believe for a second that Buffy would ever harm Willow, unless of course necessary. He'd never wanted to test it and couldn't ever live with himself if it actually happened but, he'd always wondered what if Buffy for some reason had to choose between the two. In all reality he figured she would pick Willow and he wanted her to, he would never come between them. Now that he was here he hoped that everyone would get along fine, though he'd heard that Faith was here too. That was an entirely different story.

Faith had always taken a liking to Angel, in more ways than one. Angel had never had feelings for Faith, he had only ever wanted to help her. The vampire knew how hard the road to redemption is and hadn't wanted her to go through it alone. Since Buffy had come to L.A. once and found Faith staying at Angel's, things had always been kind of tense between the three of them, at least he had always thought. Though nothing was going on he felt as if it hurt Buffy's feelings that him and Faith had grown so close. On the other hand, Buffy had gotten extremely close to Spike...in more ways than one, and he hadn't held it against her. It did pain him yes, but he hadn't made much of a big deal of it when he'd visited her in Sunnydale the last time. Deep down he knew that she still loved him and hadn't wanted to fight in case they never seen each other again.

"I'd love to see something, when you have time. Maybe those books can teach you a couple things too, if there's anything that you don't already know." He said this as he refocused his attention on Willow, complimenting her as he did.

"It's no problem, just glad to help." He then responded as she spoke of him helping her about Tara.

It may be a futile chance, but he still had to try. In a way, he still felt like he owed Willow a lot. She had been the only one to always stick by his and Buffy's relationship, no matter how unhealthy or how much it was disliked by the others. When Willow asked if they were ready Angel nodded and waited for Buffy to lead the way.

Something had obviously been bothering Buffy before he'd come back out of the bathroom. As soon as they got down into the training room she got right do it, expressing some kind of anger or frustration onto the punching bag. The training room was pretty decent especially considering that they had had to use a basement to make it. It had adequate equipment and was actually quite large. All in all, they could get quite a bit done down here with the potentials. Have some lessons, some sparring matches, etc.

Looking back to Buffy he seen that she was still going to town on the punching bag. Her hands were going at a furious pace, something was obviously bothering her. He knew Willow was coming down the stairs right behind him, but it didn't matter. Obviously something was wrong and if he could help her, he would.

"Buffy?" He called out, though she didn't respond, she was really going to town on that punching bag.

The vampire cautiously walked up behind her, putting a hand on her shoulder and the other around her waist. Before she could protest, he used both hands to spin her around so that she was facing him. He only hoped that her fists of fury wouldn't spin around with her and hit him as well. As long as she didn't accidently -or intentionally he supposed- pummel him, he intended to ask her what was bothering her. Behind him he heard as Willow made her way down the stairs but that didn't matter to him, he wasn't doing anything wrong. It simply bothered him to see his love like that, as it would probably bother Willow to see her friend in such a state.

In all honesty, Angel hoped that he wasn't the reason she was upset like this. Throughout their past together he had caused her enough pain, he didn't want to be responsible for anymore ever again. If there was some kind of spell or something he could do to make her happiness never ending, he would do it, though he knew it was impossible. It would be nice to just snap his fingers together and never have to worry about hurting her again but also knew that could never happen. He couldn't promise Willow earlier that he'd never hurt Buffy again and he knew he couldn't promise himself either. With them, it seemed there was never a happy ending.

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Willow was so happy about the books it was like Hanukkah came early for her, “Thanks so much Angel and no problem I will let you know what I get when I read them. But what you say we go and train with Buffy, sounds like fun right.” Said Willow. Willow then sat the books down over on the table for later, she didn’t want to bring them up stairs just yet and wake Tara up.

Willow then looked at both of them with a big smile on her face “ This is going to be fun guys! Oh and Don’t worry Angel I’m not going to burn you in to flames or anything, I’m a lot better witch then the last time you saw me.” Said Willow as she was making her way to the room."Well lets go and head to the training room guys” as Willow was making her way to the training with Buffy and Angel, she could tell that Buffy couldn’t wait to train as she was walking way ahead of the group. Willow then looked over at Angel and said “ I think Buffy really want’s to train, what you think?” Willow then yelled ahead at Buffy and said “Hey Buffy you want to slow it down a bit and maybe wait for us! You know just a thought” Willow then wanted to know, was there some kind of tension going on with her and Angel, if so that might be why Buffy was in such a rush.

When they made to the trading room Willow stopped and said “man we sure have a nice training room don’t we Buffy, Buffy?” Willow then looked over wounding why Buffy wasn’t answering her, when she looked she saw Buffy betting the hell out the punching bag in corner of the room. “now what did the poor helpless pouching bag do too you Buff” Willow said to her laughing, she knew something was up with Buffy so she was trying to help cheer her up in someway. Willow then turned to Angel and said “Well Angel are you ready to have a bit of fun”

Willow then walked to the end of the training room trying to think of something to start out with that wouldn’t kill them, Then it hit her like a brick and she thought of a spell. She then turned around slowly and said “ok guys let’s start out with something easy and fun.” Willow then loudly called out a spell “culti emus now!! ”She said as her eyes turned red with fire, then blades that were on fire shot out of Willow’s hands and made there way towards Buffy and Angel. This should be any trouble for them Willow thought to her self, Buffy dealt with the hell mouth, and Angel as fought his way threw Hell. So this should be a peace of cake for them. But then again she did tell Angel she wouldn't use fire, oops!

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