Title: To Hell and Back

Author: Dezi/Jezebel Jinx/Angeluslover412/VampireQueen21

Rating: Mature (violence, language, and slight sexual content)

Couple(s): Buffy/Angel, Oz/Willow, and Xander/Cordelia

Summary: Instead of Angel going to Hell by himself Buffy jumps in with him. Now about 9,000 years has past in Hell while on Earth its just 3 months (I'm going by what Ken said a hundred years will pass there on Earth it's just a day).

Spoilers: Becoming pt 2; Faith will show up, just a little bit earlier than in the show (sometime around 'Dead Man's Party'. And she knows next to nothing about Buffy and nothing about Angel.

Disclaimer: I own nothing these characters belong to the great Joss Whedon, but if they did belong to me, do you really think I would have Angel leave the show and Riley step in as Buffy's new love interest…I don't think so.

A.N. I have posted this previously but because I abandoned it 2 years ago I took it off. However I now have a new chapter ready to post. Hope everyone enjoys.

Prologue

This is it.

Can't turn back now.

The fate of the world rests on this moment.

I'll always love him.

Buffy lifted her sword high ready to deliver the final blow to Angelus' neck turning him to dust. Can I live with myself after this? When she glanced at his face one last time she saw an orange glow enter his eyes then as quickly as it came disappear. Angel leaned down gasping and breathing in the unneeded air. Lifting his head he noticed his love with a sword poised and ready for the kill.

"Buffy?" The last thing he remembered was holding Buffy in his arms after he made love to her for hours. Why is she holding a sword above my head? "What's goin' on?" He questioned.

Angel glanced around disoriented the surroundings and the situation making no sense to his hazy brain. Slowly and on shaking footing Angel rose off his knees, to stare down at Buffy who backed up slightly, a weary expression gracing her beautiful face. Buffy's sword was still up and ready to deliver the devastating blow. "Where are we? I don't remember…"

Could this be a trick? Is it really my Angel…it can't be but… Buffy looked deep into his eyes and saw what she needed to see. Angelus couldn't act that well, he couldn't pretend to show that much feeling, his eyes had always given him away. All she saw in the depths of his deep brown eyes was love for her and confusion about what's going on. It's him. "Angel?" Questioning her own mind and instincts even as she crept closer to him.

"You're hurt." Noticing and smelling the blood that was trickling down her arm. He brushed his fingertips under the cut gently inching his love toward him till she's finally in his arms after what felt like months. She smells so good. Vanilla and the tiny bit of sweat and blood reach his sensitive nasal passages, but he wouldn't have cared if she stunk of garbage all that mattered at this moment was that she was nestled in his embrace. Angel whispered her name as if it's a prayer that needed to be repeated over and over again.

"God," he stroked her back with his large hand, "I feel like I haven't seen you in months," Buffy rubbed her cheek against his, her eyes close savoring the moment of his cool skin pressed against her warm skin. It really is Angel, my Angel is back.

"…everything's so muddled I…" he broke off not quite believing that Buffy was in his arms right now. "Oh God, Buffy." Angel kissed her shoulder as a tear streaked down his cheek. He can't remember the last time he cried.

I love him so much. She burrowed deeper into Angel's neck squeezing her eyes shut. Now we can be together again. Finally after so many… Buffy re-opened her eyes, remembering Acathla. We can't be together, Angelus opened up that portal…only Angel's blood will close it. Her eyes widen the pain of doing what she's going to have to do was almost more than she could bear. Buffy slowly moved her head back to stare into Angel's eyes.

"What's happenin'?" Angel questioned Buffy.

"Shh," she brushed her finger against his lips like she did the night they made love. "Don't worry about it." Slowly their lips meet in a kiss; she pressed her body intimately closer to his not letting a breath of air pass between them. Buffy poured all the love she still and would always have for him into the kiss.

His cool lips pushed against hers bring back all the memories that she had stamped down. Late night patrols where they didn't patrol much at all just spent the night making out. Walking hand and hand through the cemetery after fighting the latest evil doer. Angel holding her when her life seemed to be spinning out of control. He never stopped being there for her…well, until they made love.

From the moment their lips met Angel could tell there was something different about this kiss. She was kissing him like she's never going to see him again. But all that was pushed to the back of his mind as Buffy deepened the kiss. The warm soft lips that were once loving, smashed hard against his as he growled in approval.

Needing to be closer Buffy thread her fingers through the soft hair on the back of Angel's neck. He claws gently on her neck and back in return needing that same comfort of closeness. Too soon his mate pulled back staring into his deep chocolate pools that have cause many women and men to swoon at his feet.

"I love you." She whispered. I do, I really do. Please forgive me.

"I love you." Angel repeated. I'll never stop loving you, I can't.

"Close your eyes." Buffy pleaded, her words sound familiar to him, those were the same words that Darla, his Sire, spoke to him the night he was changed.

Angel closed his eyes in complete trust, he would never think for a second that Buffy meant to kill him. Tears began to fall down her face. This is it, I turn back, just one more kiss. For the last time she pressed her lips lightly against his, the peck not enough yet just enough.

She backed away, lifting up the sword that she never let go of and plunged the blade deep into Angel's gut. His eyes open in shock and confusion. Why? He held out his arm to Buffy wanting her to pull him out of the vortex and back into her soothing embrace.

Orange and purple beams lick around Angel preparing to close the portal around his impaled body. I can't let him go alone. That sudden thought rushed through Buffy, before she could stop herself she hurled herself in Angel's arms hugging him as close as she could. At least I'll be with him.

No sooner thinking that the vortex closed in on the two lovers sending them together into Hell.

TBC