I'm trying something out. PLEASE send feedback if you like and I should continue with this!

Mistakes are purely my fault...I'm not the world's greatest typist.

Feedback is much appreciated @ LuVnAnGeLNBuFfY@aol.com

Finding Herself (1/?)
By *~Rachel*~

Disclaimer: Do I own them? Nope. See, my name is RACHEL, NOT Joss. None of these characters belong to me. I'm not making money off them, blah, blah, blah. Do you really think I would put B/A thru all of this and have Buffy sleeping with Riley? YUK!
Rating: Do you watch the show?? You can read this. Maybe PG-13ish
Summary: Begins with post-"Forever" and develops into the end of Glory. B/A
Spoilers: "Forever" (The B/A scene) and mostly everything in the B/A history that is concentrating on S5/S2
Authors Notes: ************ ~ Denotes flashback and are thoughts. Also, "Intervention" has NOT and WILL not take place @ all.
Distribution: My site, Angel Forevermore, the groups I send them to and if everyone else can just tell me where it's going first. I'll probably say yes!
Feedback? G Does Angel look hott wearing leather pants? (All together now, Nod your head "YES!")

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Buffy walked into the house, sighing as she closed the door. Everything was so quiet, so...dead. Of course everything was dead...her mother and right now she felt as she were dead also.

Today had been the day from hell. The funeral. Buffy had been acting like a robot all day-mostly to keep herself from breaking down and crying. She knew that if she started right now, she'd never be able to stop. So she pushed her feelings away, kept them hidden from everyone-especially Dawn. There was so much that Dawn was going through; it was bad enough that her mom was now dead.

However, there was one person...ONE person in the whole world that still seemed to be able to break the "Buffy wall." And as Buffy sat down on the couch, she thought about him...her angel. OK, well...maybe not *her* angel anymore, but he had come to her town tonight, comforting her after the funeral.

She remembered everything: every touch, feeling, words, and...kisses that they had shared in that five-minute meet. Yes, kisses. They had kissed...she said she was 'needy.'

***********
That's a bad idea." Buffy said, sitting up to look into Angel's eyes. "I'm seriously needy right now.
***********

And Angel had said "yes." He had been okay with it!

**********
"Let me worry about the neediness." Angel said. He looked into her eyes before speaking again. "I can handle it."
***********

God, she thought, sighing and pushing the hair out of her face. Why don't I just scream at the top of my lungs, 'Angel, I love you!' But even afterward, although Angel was already apologizing, Buffy actually found everything okay. Once again, even after two years, he knew exactly what she needed.

**********
Angel sighed, saying, "I'm sorry."

"No. I'm *so* grateful that you came, Angel. Buffy replied firmly. And it was true, she was more grateful than Angel could ever understand. "I didn't think I was gonna be able to make it through the night."

"Well, we still have a few more minutes until I have to go." Angel said, looking up into the sky. He wanted to stay as long as he possibly could...both of them did.

"Good." Buffy replied, lying down on his chest again. Although the pain of her recent mother's death was still pounding throughout her body, she finally felt some sort of peace. "Good..."
**********

I'm such a fool. Buffy thought. I mean, this doesn't change everything. He's still Angel and I'm still the Slayer. We'll love each other till it kills us, but we can't be together. Buffy massaged her forehead, feeling as though she was now thinking herself to the point of a headache. God, I don't even know where we stand, anymore.

Buffy was so deep into her thoughts, she almost missed the sound of the phone ringing-she was doing some majorly heavy brooding. However, on the third ring she caught the phone and walked over to pick it up. "Hello?" She asked.

"Buffy! Thank God you're home!"

"Willow?" She asked, confused. Willow, her best friend, sounded out of breath and incredibly freaked out. "What's wrong?"

"They got her Buffy." Willow tried to explain, panting in between every other word.

"Who got who?" Buffy asked, starting to feel a deep fear in her body.

"Glory...well, Glory's minions. They got her..." Willow explained again,

"WILLOW! WHO?" Buffy shouted in the phone. She knew that there was only one person that Glory really needed, and that was...

"Dawn." Willow said. "They got Dawn."

End of Part 1
So...what did you think? You want me to continue this, you gotta let me know if you liked it or not!