It's been like ages since she last saw him. She missed him so bad. Now that she knew he was human, the first thought she had in mind was to go visit him- if she knew where he was, that is. She had known him for years and yet it's like she didn't have the guts to face him. I don't even know where he is, she thought, disappointed.
She knew that Angel had been human for years now. And she never knew what he had done as an "Average Joe", or what food he likes to eat now that he can taste all of them, or how he feels like walking under the sun... Hopefully with her.
Buffy always thought that it was now really impossible for her and Angel to be together again. And again, it always had been. She sighed and closed her eyes wondering how it would have been like with Angel now that he's a normal person.
A new Slayer was called.
Buffy didn't know how and why but it just happened. Maybe the Council thought she was useless and they couldn't count on her anymore. And she didn't give a damn about that. Maybe a little but on the bright side, she can now give herself a good rest from her deadly job.
Now, she's here sitting by the window of her apartment, watching the cars passing by, hearing the typical street noises, hoping for a glimpse of Angel. Like that's even possible, she thought. She rolled her eyes and snorted at the silly thought she just had.
She glanced back at her small apartment with her tired eyes. Buffy sighed and bit her lip. She stood up from her place by the window and ran a hand through her beautiful blonde hair. She walked to her kitchen, opened the fridge and drank the OJ that has been stored there for days.
She closed the fridge and sat down on the table. Buffy glanced down at her living room, her eyes drifting to the phone sitting on the small table besides the small couch.
Buffy stared at the phone.
The phone rang without warning causing Buffy to jump. Well, all phones ring without warning... unless you were told. Anyway, she waled over to the phone and picked it up, placing it besides her ear.
"Hello," Buffy said.
"Buffy."
Buffy sighed. "What is it, Giles?"
"I, uh, have some news on Angel."
At the sound of his name, Buffy stiffened. "Spill, now!"
Giles cleared his throat over the phone. "Well, he's, uh, turns out he's been staying somewhere in New York."
Buffy blinked. "New York?"
"Yes. I believe that was what I told you."
"How'd you find out?," Buffy asked as she sat down on the couch. This subject is really interesting her.
"Well, a man told me. I believe he calls himself... Whistler? Yes, Whistler. He said he knew where Angel was."
"Of course. Whistler," Buffy sighed. "Where is he?"
"He left already. He was here yesterday and I'm sorry I didn't get the chance to inform you sooner."
"It's alright, Giles. At least now I know where Angel is," said Buffy, feeling a little happiness now. "Thank you, Giles. It really means a lot. I mean, really."
Giles sighed on the other end. "I know. You're welcome, Buffy. I really hope you find him."
"I really hope that too," Buffy sighed. "Okay, I'm gonna go off now. Thanks, again, Giles."
"Anytime, Buffy. And be careful."
Buffy smiled at his over protectiveness. "I will be."
"Goodbye."
"Bye," Buffy said as she put down the phone. She leaned back on the couch and smiled. "Angel," she whispered.