Authors Note: Dont worry. The Prologue from the beginning of the story will make sense soon. I hope you are all liking this. I have loved writing it.

Chapter 3

I awoke in a dark room. My eyes felt like they had been pressed down for days, I could barely open them. I searched the room for signs of life, of color, of anything. Images started to appear. I saw a window, the shades were drawn. I looked around and saw a door, it was closed as well. Where was I, I thought? Suddenly several arms were holding me down. I couldn't see any faces, I just remember the pressure. When faces started to appear I couldn't believe who I was looking at. Xander? Willow? Angel?, they were all holding me down.

I couldn't move, pain started shooting through my body. What the hell was going on. I started trying to scream, but nothing came out. "Buffy." One of them said. I couldn't tell who. "Sssh...it'll all be over soon." Willow finished. What will all be over soon I thought. I started moving every inch of my body in an effort to escape.

"Buffy…" a familiar voice once again spoke my name. "Buffy…wake up." The voice repeated. "Wake up!" The voice shouted. I jolted awake realizing I was in a dream. When my eyes adjusted to the light, there he was at my bed side. "Angel?" I started saying softly, "am I dreaming, where am I?" I finished, still not quite aware of my surroundings. I proceeded to lift my body into an upright position in the soft white bed. I finally realized I was in the hospital. Angel was sitting at my bed side. "You're in the hospital. You've been in a coma for nearly 2 weeks. The doctors weren't sure if you would ever wake up. God Buffy.." Angel said with a slight shakiness in his voice. I could see the tears forming in his eyes. Before I could respond he ran out of the room. Entering moments after he left was Will, Xander, and Giles.

"Giles," I gasped. "Your okay?" his wounds I remembered seeing were almost completely healed by now. "Buffy…", Giles sounded "of course I am okay. You saved me." Giles paused. Will and Xander had surrounded my bed. Willow grabbed my fingers holding on tight. "Buffy…" tears started to form in her eyes, "I knew you would wake up, the doctors said…but I knew you would wake up." Willow finished in between sniffles. "After what the doctors said about your coma Will, haven't you learned not to believe those damn doctors?" Xander smirked as he looked at us both. "I sure am glad you're okay Buffy." Giles cut in, "you were amazing Buffy, I am so proud of you… You destroyed Acathla…you saved the world." He finished with a gentle smile. "Yeah Buff, "Xander continued. "Now you just have to explain to your mom why you have been in a coma the last 2 weeks." He finished with worried look on his face. My mom I thought, oh my god. I hadn't spoken to her since the day Kendra died. "Oh my god, my mom," I started stammering, "Where is she, is she okay?" "I called her the second I saw dead boy dash out of here. I knew that meant you were awake. She is on her way here." Xander replied. "Your mother Buffy…we didn't know what to tell her. When…" Giles looked to the floor, "when Angel brought you into the hospital we didn't know what had happened. So we told her we didn't know what happened. She is pretty shaken up Buffy…what are you going to tell her?" Giles finished. I thought about it a moment. After everything I had been through. Nothing had ever gotten this bad. I had run out of excuses. "The truth." I replied. "You sure Buffy?" Willow questioned, "you think she'll understand?" "I don't know. But I can't hide this from her anymore. I almost died…again. I have to tell her who I am."

"What are you going to tell her about Angel?" Willow let in. "Angel…" I said softly. "Your spell worked didn't it Will? Right before I remember passing out, I saw something go through him. He is Angel again." I slowed my words as I saw Giles face drop. "Giles…I know what he did to you…but it wasn't Angel, you know that?" "Yes Buffy.." he said in a low tone. "I know." I knew there was more Giles wanted to say, but he didn't. He kept his face firm and strong as always. "Where did dead boy go anyway?" Xander said, with not much care at all in his voice. I looked around at Will…Giles…"I don't know", I started to say. "He was here…holding my hand at my bedside. When I woke up…he said something…then just left." "Yeah that is weird, "Willow said, "he hasn't left your side since he brought you in." Willow finished. I wondered what Angel must be going through. Having his soul again, the thoughts of what he had done running through his mind every moment. I missed him, I longed for him.

My friends surrounded me, laughing; Xander making jokes, going on about all that I had missed in the last couple weeks. Giles letting me know that he told Snyder I had an accident and that's why I had missed school. He knew Snyder just thought I was a troubled teen. Willow informed me that the cops ruled Kendra's death a mystery. "Hey Buffy… I have been working on this spell..." Willow started saying. "Buffy…" a voice I knew so well but hadn't heard in what felt like months. The door to my room swung open. "Oh god Buffy." My mom ran to my side. "I am so glad your okay, I was so worried honey." I was so excited to see her I nearly fell out of bed. Surprisingly I felt strong. "I'm okay mom." I let her know. The wound on my stomach still hurt like hell, but I could feel my strength returning. I ran my hand through my hair after hugging my mom, worried I had 2 week old bed hair. "Oh sweetie," She sighed, "What happened to you, you sure you're feeling okay?" I looked to my friends. "Guys…" They knew what that meant. I needed time with my mom. "We'll be right outside." Giles informed. My mom sat comfortably on the bed next to me.

I searched my mind for the right words. I didn't have the right words. Mom, I'm a vampire slayer. I ran the words through my mind a few times, contemplating a way to tell her. "Mom…" she looked at me, eyes wide, swollen from crying. I took a deep breath, "I'm a Vampire Slayer." There, I said it. The look on her face didn't day much. I gave her a moment to respond. "What?" She sighed.