Disclaimer: I do not own Highlander or Buffy, unfortunately. The reason I wrote this story is not for monetary value, but for entertainment only.
Prologue
The memory is still crystal clear in my mind like the day it became a memory.

He was kneeling in front of me as Angelus, me with the sword ready to chop off his head.

The next moment he was Angel, doubled over in pain. He looked up into my eyes and whispered my name. "Buffy?" Then he clasped me around my waist and I stood there with tears in my eyes. He stood up and we kissed.

Then I looked over his shoulder and my eyes widened.

The vortex had opened. Acathla's mouth was opened and the vortex was huge behind Angel. I kissed him and told him I loved him.

"Close your eyes," I said. He looked confused, but complied to what I said.

I drew back the sword I still held in my hands, shoved it through his chest and into his heart.

Tendrils of flame shot out of the vortex, curling around Angel and the sword, pulling him into Hell.

***

I stood in front of Sunnydale High School, watching life go on as it normally would.

I watched Xander, Willow, Giles, Oz, and Cordelia meet up outside the school, obviously waiting for me, but I couldn't face them right now.

I turned around and walked to the bus station.

***

'You are leaving Sunnydale. Hope you join us again.' I read the sign as I went by it in the bus. I had decided on Seacouver to start my life over, if my past decided not to follow me.

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