Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or Angel. I just was reading some fics and this inspired me to write this little trilogy. Hope you enjoy it.

Dedication: To Bryan who is my best friend and I love him forever. He'll know what this is about. And to my Maryland friends who are constantly inspiring me and keeping new stories buzzing around in my head. Love you. And Lastly to Daphne, thought you might benefit by taking a look at the other side.

Only One Person Has the Keys to the Door of Your Heart

There's so much I thought I saw that night she stood at my window. Now they tell me it was all a dream. Yet I remember her there begging to be let in, only trouble was I didn't have the key to that window. I didn't have the key to her heart. I let myself believe for so long that I loved her. But I never really loved Cordelia, or Darla for that matter. They were just convenient, detours from a road I've been trying to avoid back to her. A road I thought I closed the door on long ago.

But here's the funny thing about doors, someone always finds away around them, a way to get to you. But there's always only one key one lock, unless of course you change them. I doubt I'll ever be able to change the lock on my door, it's not that it's too much work or anything like that, it's just that I'm simply taken.

I never thought I'd find the person with my keys in my time, that's probably why I submitted myself to Darla all those years. Or maybe I was just horny then, not much to really excuse myself from my behavior back then was there. So lets just chalk it down to me giving up. See I never did find the person with my keys in my time. So I was right. Not much I could do to change that. And actually even if I could change my past I don't think I would.

Now don't get me wrong. I want redemption, but not for my own sake. I want redemption so that I will be good enough for her. She thinks I'm good enough for her as I am. Funny how fate works isn't it? As much as I say I hate this time I really don't the truth is that I love it because it's where I met her. And ever since I left her I grasp every memory I can. Every memory.

I haven't given up on her and me. Just the mere thought of it, cause it will happen even if I have to kill who she's with (which really I wouldn't mind cause she's with the IMMORTAL at the present moment), brings me into this little world. A world in the deep recesses of my mind, a world I invented long ago purely for my imagination to run rampant with my lucid fantasies. We will be together. It's meant to be. It always was.

So now that I think about it those sonofabitches the powers that be may not actually be horrible. If it truly was their intentions to bring us together then I thank God every day that they brought her to me. No matter how much my heart wants to sometimes deny it I will always love her. Always and forever. There's not much I can deny this heart of mine, which has been slowly dying without her here in her pace beside me.

Everyone had a lock on a door to their heart and I met someone who no one will ever be able to take the place of, who I had the keys to and who had all the keys to me. And in the end, even though we are miles and miles away, that's all that matters.