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Sum up: Angel and Buffy are having strange dreams about one another. Set after Season 3 Finally, mostly B/A but also W/O and X/C.

Disclaimer: Own nothing, all belongs to Joss.

Chapter one

For some weeks after Angel had left Buffy, after the ascension, nothing really worth mentioning happened. But then, it was no special night something did happen.

Angel was on a good way to start a new life in L.A. but he had felt strange the whole night like someone was spying on him and when he went out to look he found nothing. He hadn't got lots of sleep during the day because somehow he couldn't get asleep. So apparently he was very tired now and he thought maybe a walk could help him, now that it was about 3 in the morning.

He went back into his room in order to get his coat but then his gaze fell upon his desk. It was like the ring inside the drawer would pull him to it. It was strange but he went over to it and opened the drawer. Inside laid the ring. Nothing else was in the drawer with the ring, the same ring Buffy was still wearing in Sunnydale.

Buffy had been patrolling as usual, although she had gotten a bit paranoid because she had felt observed. Now that she was back in her room she felt suddenly very tired. She sat on her bed in full clothing, laid back and within seconds she was in dreamland.

Angel took out the ring and as he looked at it old memories came to his mind, which actually never really left. In a sudden mood he put the ring on, with the heart pointing towards him. He felt so tired now he could hardly make it to the bed, but as he reached it he fell asleep almost immediately.

Angel was in his old place. It was perfectly fine, if Kandra and Buffy had never fought here. He was wearing only black trousesrs. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. He headed for the door and on his way looked for a shirt but couldn't find one. So he opened the door, the way he was now.

"Buffy." he whispered when he saw her standing on the other side of the door.

She smiled and nodded, "I like those dreams." With this she stepped over the sill and embraced him.

He was very confused but he still embraced her back, after all he still missed her badly. After a moment he pulled back, "What is happening here? I was in L.A. a moment before…. Am I dreaming?"

Buffy gave him a mischief grin, "Well no. I am." With this she pulled him down at her and kissed him. This kiss was so passionate, so sweet and so real. As they finally parted because Buffy needed air Angel mumbled, "This feels so real…"

"I know. It never felt that real before." She replied huskily. She stepped back a little and looked at Angel, his body, his face and his eyes. They were as dark as she remembered it. And they were still only looking at her.

As if he had heard her he said, "There will never be anyone else."

She smiled shyly now but still she reached her hand and lightly touched his chest with her fingertips. She didn't dare to look him in the eye although she knew this was only a dream, her dream and the Angel her mind made up because she missed him so badly. She caressed his chest and shoulders now and kissed his collarbone. She felt his shoulder muscled tighten under her touch and she really liked that fact.

He moved his hands from her hips to her back and started stroking her back with one hand, he laid the other hand under her chin and gently made her look at him. When she did he smiled at her, "I miss you." She smiled back and kissed him again. He kissed her back with all love he felt for her and with all longing inside of him. Soon the kiss got more intense.

Angel pushed her against the wall on the opposite side of the bed. His heart and body couldn't stop responding to her, but nevertheless he couldn't give in completely.

Angel broke the kiss and rested his forehead against Buffy's. When Buffy had caught her breath a little Angel stepped away from her and looked away from her. Buffy looked at him with caution, "Something here is wrong…"

"Buffy, this is weird. This feels too real." Angel clenched his fingers to a fist to keep control.

"Why are you not looking at me?" Buffy replied with a slight tremble in her voice.

"Because when I do, I can't hold back."

Buffy got over to him and took his clenched fist into her tiny hands. "Then don't! It's just a dream." Angel looked at her now and with one hand caressed her cheek, "Don't you feel it? This is too real. I can't risk this… even if I want it so badly."

Buffy simply nodded and kissed him. This kiss was different, slower. It reminded Angel to their first kiss in Buffy's room.

Buffy slowly led him to the bed. "Buffy don't…"

"Trust me.", she whispered and laid down at the bed next to him. "Just hold me."

And so he did. Whispering into her ear how much he was missing her and how much he wished things would be different. She closed her eyes, felt his arms around her, heard his voice and smelt him.

[End Chapter one, hope you like it. Please ref