Disclaimer: I own nothing…. Sad but true.

Summery: AU: Ten years after Graduation, it's time for a Reunion.

Pairings: Bangel, W/O, X/C

New York City, New York

Willow Rosenberg Osborne grabbed her mail out of her mail box and walked into her home. There were two letters from Sunnydale, one was addressed to Oz and the other to herself. Wonder what this is about. She opened her letter and read.

Dear Miss Rosenberg

We are contacting you to invite you and a guest to the Sunnydale High School, class of 1999, ten year reunion. The reunion will be held on April 14th 2009, at the Bronze. Please RSVP to Jonathan Levenson at 4-14-616-0824 by April 2nd, 2009. We look forward to seeing you there.

Sincerely

The Sunnydale High School

Board of Directors

Willow folded the paper and placed it back in the envelope. Wow ten years already?

After high school Willow attended Harvard in Boston, all the while keeping in touch with Oz who was living with the band in New York City. After graduating from Med School Oz proposed. Her parents had died three years after Willow graduated from High School.

Giles walked her down the aisle, Buffy and Cordelia were her brides maids. Xander and Devon we Oz's best men. That was two years ago and she hadn't seen any of the gang since. She exchanged letters with Buffy and Xander monthly and every once in a while she'd get one from Cordelia.

Willow looked over at the letter on the table. I'll discuss it with Oz when he gets home from the studio. She left the kitchen to take a shower.

San Francisco, California

Xander Harris entered his apartment as he sorted through the days mail. He stopped noticing one from Sunnydale. He tore through it and read quickly. So, High School Reunion, huh?

Xander hadn't seen Willow or Oz since their wedding two years ago. He saw Buffy, Giles, and Angel just last month, Cordelia and Wesley two months ago.

After graduation he stood in Sunnydale doing a bunch of odd jobs. He got into construction work and two years later was offered a job in San Francisco, working for the largest construction company in California. He now headed the San Francisco office and making great money.

Xander looked at the letter in his hands. I'll call Buffy tomorrow and see if she's going.

Los Angeles, California

Cordelia walked into her apartment fiddling with the mail. She'd just got back from the office. Cordy was in the mist of tossing bills on the table when she noticed one from Sunnydale. She opened it and read. "Huh. Hey Dennis, I just got invited to my ten year high school reunion." She told her ghost.

Cordy hadn't seen Willow and Oz since their wedding two years ago. She'd seen Buffy and Giles two weeks ago, Xander two months ago and she worked with Angel and Wesley on a daily basis.

After graduation Cordy moved to LA to start her acting careet. That ended before it started and she ended up working with Angel as a Private Eye. The supernatural was pretty big in LA too. Wesley joined them soon after Doyle's death and soon a street fighter from downtown LA named Charles Gunn soon joined them.

Cordy looked at the paper for a while. "What do you think?" She asked Dennis.

A nearby pen floated above a piece of paper. The paper floated up and Cordy read it.

"Okay I'll go."

She put down the letter and went to make herself dinner.

Sunnydale, California

Angel walked into the mansion he shared with Buffy sorting through the mail.

After Buffy's graduation Angel had left and moved to LA. He started working as a private detective with a half demon named Doyle and Cordelia. After Doyle died, Wesley joined them and a street fighter named Charles Gunn.

Buffy and Angel got back together after Willow and Oz's wedding. Willow had continued studying magic and mixing it with the things she was learning at med- school. She anchored his soul to his body and Buffy moved in with him.

There was a letter for Buffy from the High School. He entered the kitchen to see Buffy at the table eating a yogurt. He leaned over and gave her a kiss. "Honey I'm home." He said with a smile.

"About time, I missed you." She told him.

"Honey it's four am. What are you doing up?" He asked as he moved to the fridge and pulled out a packet of blood.

"You know I can't sleep until you come home. Besides I just got home."

"Heavy slay night?" He asked popping a mug full of blood into the microwave.

"Sort of, Giles had me training which always take long when Spike is constantly commenting on my technique. Then a certain love of mine kept calling." She said with a smile. "I finally went patrolling with Spike at like one, killed five vamps and two demons."

Angel was in the middle of drinking and stopped. He looked at Buffy, worry clearly evident in his eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just minor cuts and bruises. You should see Spike though. He looks like crap. I sort of felt sorry for him. Up until he refused to let me help him home. Stubborn vamp."

Angel continued drinking. When he was done he washed out the mug. "Oh here. You have a letter from the High School." He told her handing her a letter.

"Huh." She opened it and read it quickly. When she was done she placed it on the table and got up to take a shower.

Angel just stood in the kitchen confused. He picked up the note and read. He placed it back on the table and went upstairs following his lover.

Angel walked into their bedroom. He removed his duster and hung it up in his closet. He took off his shoes and placed them with the others at the bottom of the closet. He tossed his socks down the laundry shoot along with his sweater.

Buffy walked into the bedroom to find Angel placing his chain on the dresser, clad in a wife beater and his black pants. God he is so beautiful.

Angel felt Buffy's eyes watching him. He placed his chain on the dresser and turned to her. She was clad in a pink fuzzy towel, small beads of water running down her chest. God she is so beautiful.

"So how was your day?" Buffy asked as she moved to her dresser, pulling out a pair of shorts that said 'Angel' on the butt ad a matching tank top.

"Okay, killed three demons. No visions from the Powers and no upcoming prophecies of doom so all in all I'd call it a good one." He said grabbing his towel and heading to the bathroom.