A/N: So…..first actual chapter. I hoped that you kind of enjoyed the prologue. I hope that it was kind of interesting. I promise there will be more action and everything will be explained in time. So, on with the story!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY PART OF BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER!

She was exhausted. A night full of slaying had drained the last of her energy. She came home to her empty flat with loneliness and sorrow immediately attacking her. She pushed the feelings aside, forcing herself to not give into the pain that was with her 24/7.

She sighed and decided to take a shower. Stripping her now filthy clothes and throwing them into a huge pile with others by the door, she stepped in the shower and let the water run over her sore muscles and aching joints.

She made a mental note to do laundry in the morning. After a nice hour long shower, she stepped out and got ready for bed. She was almost asleep when she felt someone watching her. Eyes now wide, she grabbed a stake, threw on her coat, and ran out the door.

She somehow ended up at the city park. Cautiously looking around, she saw nobody but still felt someone watching her.

"Come out you coward." she said into the night. She was responded by a small chuckle.

"Buffy Summers, you have grown."

She spun around to face a man who looked about 24 years old with devilishly good looks. If she didn't know he was a vampire, she would've taken a shot at him.

"How do you know my name?" she inquired.

The man responded, "That's for me to know and you to well, never find out."

"What do you want?"

"To deliver a message."

"And what, pray tell, is that?" She didn't know why she hadn't staked him yet. Something about him seemed friendly and somewhere deep inside, she knew he wasn't going to hurt her.

"To let you know I'll always be here if you need me. Be it help with slaying or anything else."

She let out a quick, harsh sounding laugh. "Help from a vamp, really? You are more stupid than I thought if you're gonna think I'm buying that."

His serious face made her furrow her brows.

"You're serious, aren't you?" His only response was a slight nod of his head.

They looked at each other for a bit before the man said, "Now that I've delivered my message, I must go. Know that whenever you may need help you can call on me."

"How will I even be able to call you? Last I checked vamps didn't have cells, landlines, or e-mail."

"Don't worry. Just think about it. I'll be there."

As he turned to leave, Buffy risked one more question.

"Wait. Last question. What's your name?"

He turned slightly, and so softly she had to strain to hear it, he said, "Angel." Then he turned his back on her, stalking away into the night. He should have been more cautious. She could've staked him in an instant, yet somehow he knew she wouldn't. Turning on her heel, she headed for home.

The entire walk home she was in a daze, thinking about his name. Why did he look so familiar?

That night, she dreamed of Angel, the sweetest dreams she had had in years…

A/N: So…..how was my first official chapter? I'm still working on the next chapter, but I'll try to have it up as soon as I can. But I would kinda like a couple reviews before then so I can make it better. More secret Buffy/Angel meetings to come! :)

See any spelling mistakes or something that doesn't make sense? Please let me know! :P