It was all over once again. It wouldn't last. Angel knew that. He and Buffy always found themselves back together for better or for worse. These days it was worse.

I wished they could go back to that time before Buffy had seen him as Angelus. They could pretend the past didn't exist, but Buffy had seen first hand what he was capable of and no matter how hard she tried she could not forget it. How could she? He'd terrorized her and the people she cared about for a year.

Did he want her to forget it? No. He wanted her to look at him as he was with all his sins and love him anyway, but he didn't believe he was worthy of that kind of love from anyone. After all he had done, he didn't deserve that kind of peace, and he doubted anyone could look past all that.

So he sat at the bar in some dive called "Girlies." He couldn't keep track of how much he'd had to drink. The bartender had tried to kick him out when all the other patrons had left, but Angel growled. The bartender had no comment.

"Don't you think it's time to stop now," he heard a woman's voice say behind him.

It sounded familiar but Angel wasn't in the mood to talk. He ignored her.

"Angel," she called.

He turned and was surprised to find Cordelia Chase standing behind him. She was wearing the barely there costume that the other waitresses were wearing; a pair of short shorts and a top that looked more like suspenders than a shirt.. That's when he lost his balance and fell off the barstool. She helped him up.

"I'm alright," he said. "I'm going."

"I'll drive you," Cordelia said. "Where are your car keys?"

"I"m driving," he said as he wobbled to the door.

He nearly fell again, but Cordelia caught him. He put his arm around her for balance. They walked to the parking lot and somehow Cordelia had managed to take his keys.

"I'm driving," he said stubbornly.

"Sure, Angel," Cordelia replied helping him into the passenger seat.

They didn't talk as she drove him to the mansion. When they got there she helped him out of the car. It was difficult for her to get him into the house because he was leaning on her.

"Come on Angel," she said. "Let's get you to the couch."

But they didn't make it. Angel fell over taking Cordelia with him. They end up on the floor with Angel on top of her.

"Angel!"

He didn't respond. He had passed out. She was pinned to the ground unable to move her arms. She tried to get up, but she couldn't move.

"You've got to be kidding me," Cordelia said exasperated.