My sleeping angel

Author: Magdalena

Summary: Buffy is at Angels hospital bed. It's a couple of years into the future.

Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Buffy & Angel!!!!!!

Rating: G

Feedback: maddan3@hotmail.com

Notes: I wrote the poems in the beginning and the end of the story. I wrote this story because I was so sick and tired of all the B/S stories!!!!

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Even after all the time that has passed.

Your love is what's keeping me alive,

Your belief that I'm strong keeps me going,

The sound of your name makes my heart miss a beat.

Why is that so?

That all the men that has made footprints in my life,

Yours is the only one means something to me.

I loved them all in different ways,

But you I still love.

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In the future

Buffy sat beside the hospital bed. She had been watching over him for hours, never leaving his side. Not wanting him to be alone. Not wanting him to wake up and find himself alone. If he would wake up. She couldn't believe that there was a chance that he would never wake up. That there was a chance that she would never gaze into his eyes again, never feel is arms around her.

Never.

What a final world.

Why had she not been at his side?

Why hadn't they protected him?

Buffy looked at his pale face. The sun was caressing it. Without causing any pain.

Why had she not been told that he was human?

Why hadn't he told her?

Because he thought that she had get on with her life? That she had found someone else to love?

Buffy laid her hand over one of his. His hand was warm. She remembered how it felt to hold his hand. How safe she had felt. How loved she had felt when he had held her in his arms.

She slowly moved closer to his face. Touching his lips slowly with her fingers before she slowly let her mouth tough them. They were warm. Last time she had kissed him, they had been cold. She lifted her mouth from his and gazed into his face for a long moment, before she rested her face on his chest. She was so tried. She would only close her eyes for a moment. Just a moment.

He felt something tough his lip. Someone was kissing him. He had felt the taste of the lips before. But where? The it hit him.

Buffy.

Buffy was here. He opened his eyes. Saw the white ceiling, felt something on his chest. He looked down and saw a mass of blond hair.

He smiled. She was here.

He slowly lifted a hand and caressed her hair. She stirred and turned and faced him. For a moment they just looked at each other. Then they were in each other's arms, crying, kissing, and laughing.

It was like all the years that had passed since they last was able to express their feelings was gone.

The future belonged to them.

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Now it is just you and I

Just like it should have been.

Just like we dreamed it many years ago.

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The End. Or is it the Beginning?