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A/N: I have been busy with school and work, so the chapter is pretty short.. again. I hope that the next chapter will be longer.
Chapter 2: The girl
The girl turned around and looked him straight in the eyes, and with a heavy accent she spoke "Excuse me?" The eyes staring back at him were with out doubt Buffy's, but she showed no signs of recognizing him. He once again spoke her name "Buffy". The girl smiled and said "I think your mistaking me for someone else". Angel let go of her arm and watched as the two girls walked away from him. He knew that the girl were Buffy, even if it should be impossible considering she had been dead for over a year. How could this be possible and why did she not recognize him? He slowly walked after the girls, lurking in shadows, trying to not bee spotted. He could hear the girls speaking in an foreign language, a language he did not understand. He watched as the girls crossed the street and walked in to a hotel. He stood there for several minutes watching the windows closely, hoping to see a sing from the girls. Just as he was about to give up, one of the rooms lit up, and he saw the other girl in the window. He made a mental note on which room the girls was staying in. He was hoping to see the other girl, his girl, but there where no sigs of her. He watched as the other girl closed the curtains and Angel decided that it was time to leave.
At home he could not focus on anything, all he could think about was Buffy. She normally haunted his thoughts at this hour but this time all he could think about was that the girl he loved seemed to be alive. But how could that be possible? He could still remember when Spike had told him about Willows failed attempt to get Buffy out of hell, he had been so mad, he didn't understand how they could have thought that Buffy was in hell, there where no doubt about where she was, heaven. As he thought back to that night he began to wonder if Willow had succeeded with her plans, had she actually torn Buffy out of heaven? If that was the case, he would understand if Buffy was mad, but she had not yelled at him, instead she had acted like she didn't even know him.
He thought about his next move, he could call Giles and ask for information. But the last time they had spoke their conversation didn't end on good terms. To be honest he wasn't on good terms with anyone from Sunnydale anymore, when he had confronted Willow about her attempt to torn Buffy out of heaven they all had decided to turn their backs on him. It seemed like none of them understood what the problem was, they had just tried to save her out of hell. He understood that they all had been in deep pain, but he was also in pain, he had lost the love of his live. And he could do nothing, absolutely nothing about it. Every night since Willow had told him about Buffy's death this had haunted him, the fact that he hadn't done anything to prevent her death. He blamed himself for being to busy with his on life that he had forgot to looked in to hers.
But the main reason to why he didn't contact them about this girl, were because of the girl. If Buffy wanted to stay hidden from them he didn't want do expose her. Talking to his crew was not an option, he knew that they wouldn't believe him, in fact he wasn't sure he even could believe himself at this point. It all could just have been imagination. He knew he had to do see this girl again just to make sure..
When he heard Cordelia and Wesley entering the hotel he were pulled out of his thoughts. He heard Cordelia calling his name, as he went downstairs he knew he had to pretend that he hadn't just seen the the love of his life alive. It would be hard, because to anyone else she were dead, but to him she were more alive than ever. As he came downstairs Wesley said "You saw her to didn't you?"
