A/N: Because I've been so bad at updating, this is one of my older Buffy stories, one that I pulled out of 'the vault' if you will, and I know Laura will be happy to read it.

It's set just after the Prom, sort of an 'end of the night' type thing.

Song is 'The End of The World' as sung by Vonda Shepherd on the Ally McBeal album.

Let me know what you think.

Samantha

The End of The World

Silently Buffy unzipped her dress and pulled on her pajamas. She flopped down onto her bed and picked up the Class Protector parasol she'd been awarded.

Carefully she closed it, and laid it down on her bedside table. As she did so her hand brushed against the silver cross Angel had given her the first time they met.

She dissolved in tears. How could he tell her he didn't want to be with her?

How could he tell her to have a normal life, to go and find someone else?

Why does the sun go on shining?

Why does the sea rush to shore?

Don't they know it's the end of the world

'Cause you don't love me anymore?

The hellhounds Tucker had released had almost been a welcome distraction.

She buried her face in her pillow and hugged her pink pig, Mr. Gordo to her chest. Just the sight of the pig made her sob even harder.

But she clung to it like a lifeline.

In her mind Buffy could still see him, clutching the pig, waiting for her to come home from patrol.

Why do the birds go on singing?

Why do the stars glow above?

Don't they know it's the end of the world?

It ended when I lost your love.

Thank God her mother wasn't home. She was art buying in Mexico or somewhere. Buffy didn't really care. She was in too much pain.

When she closed her eyes she could see him, could feel him as they danced. The memories only made her cry harder.

Willow had offered to stay with her, she'd just shook her head and ordered Oz to take her to a post-prom party or to the Bronze.

She hadn't felt much like partying.

It was hard too when it felt like you were dying inside.

I wake up in the morning and I wonder

Why ev'rything is the same as it was.

I can't understand, no I can't understand

How life goes on the way it does

From outside the window, Angel watched her cry.

To see her in such pain made him feel like he was being torn in two.

He wanted to comfort her, knew that he couldn't, that he had caused her this pain, and he could do nothing to alleviate her suffering.

Part if him wanted to run, run and hide far away from here.

Angel knew that he was intruding on her privacy. That she would never let anyone see her cry like this, but he was held in place, forced to suffer with her, for her.

Why does my heart go on beating?

Why do these eyes of mine cry?

Don't they know it's the end of the world?

It ended when you said goodbye

She cried until she ran out of tears, like there just wasn't enough to express her pain and sorrow.

She lay there, silently, waiting.

Waiting for sleep to overtake her, or sorrow to overpower her once more.

She didn't move, not even to turn off the lamp.

It was a long time before she finally fell asleep.

Don't they know it's the end of the world?

It ended when you said goodbye.

Angel stayed where he was long after she'd finally fallen asleep.

He was pained to realize that her sorrow was still etched into her features, even as she lost herself in a dream world. "I'm so sorry my love. I didn't know it would cause you so much pain." he whispered to her.

He knew that his voice wouldn't carry to her ears, and that even if it did, her sleeping state wouldn't register it. His footsteps were silent as he made his way home.