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Buffy walked over to the ring. She hadn't seen it for so long. Angel kept it and gave it to her whenever they saw each other. She fingered it in her hands.
'The hands represent friendship, the crown represents loyalty... and the heart... Well, you know... Wear it with the heart pointing towards you. It means you belong to somebody.' She smiled, remembering when Angel had given it to her. She put it on her finger, pointing the heart out.
Angel picked the Claddagh ring up. What was it doing on the ground, over there? He always had them with him, and yet now... He looked around his neck. There was Buffy's, hanging on that string. But his... it wasn't on his finger like it usually was. It had somehow gone on the ground. He looked at it. Friendship, loyalty, and love. He put it back on, with the heart pointing out. He didn't belong to anyone, certaintly not Buffy. Angel lifted the ring off his neck and placed it on Buffy's finger, tearing the string away, pointing the heart out like his. Maybe they didn't belong to each other anymore, but they still loved each other. Not in love... more like a deep friendship, one that surpassed all other levels.
"You're time is up." Spike reentered the room loudly.
"Let me have just a bit longer. Let me be with her." Spike smirked.
"Yeah, I'm going to leave you with her. That's likely," Spike said.
"You have her all the time! I never get to see her!"
"And who's fault is that? Besides, she is my girl now. You had your chance."
"Could you two kindly exit this room?" Buffy's doctor interrupted them. "You're making too much noise. Buffy needs her peace." The two reluctantly exited the room, glaring at each other.
Buffy sat on Angel's bed in the mansion, staring at the ring, twirling it around her finger.
"The heart's pointing the wrong way," a voice said.
"Angel." He simply smiled at her. "Why do you keep appearing?"
"This isn't my world. It's yours. You choose who's here. You want me and I'm here."
"The heart is pointing the right way," Buffy said.
"You belong to Spike don't you?" Angel asked. Buffy hesitated.
"I don't know. I mean, he loves me and I love... being with him but I don't know if I BELONG to him. I'm just confused."
"You need to decide. Do you belong to him? Or are you just using him?"
"I love him."
"Do you love him more than me?"
"WOULD YOU STOP ASKING ME THAT? JUST STOP OK! I COULDN'T NEVER POSSIBLY LOVE ANYONE MORE THAN YOU! You're my first love, my only love. Anyone else is just a distraction for me. I need you and I can't be without you. You're the only thing that matters. Knowing you're out there keeps me going. I'll never love anyone more than you, but there's nothing I can do about that, can I?" Tears were poured out of Buffy eyes. Angel reached down and held her close. They rocked back and forth in his dark room on his bed.
"May I speak with you?" Willow, Xander, Anya, Tara, Spike, Angel, Dawn, and Giles all sat in the waiting room, hoping for news of Buffy getting better. They looked up at the sound of Buffy's doctor. Giles looked around and when no one made a move to get up, he walked into Buffy's room with the doctor.
"We're worried about her. She's been showing no progress and--"
"But she hasn't been worsening," Giles cut him off.
"True, but she still hasn't been improving."
"I've noticed," Giles said harshly.
"We just wanted you to know that it's not likely she'll survive. She lost too much of her blood to walk up fine and unscathed."
"Buffy's a fighter," Giles said, in the same harsh tone. "If anyone can make it, she can. I haven't lost faith in her." He turned away and walked back to the scoobies.
"Angel, I don't know what's happening to me," Buffy said after a few minutes of hugging.
"This is you're world. Exit it and you'll be back where you need to."
"Angel, what do you mean?" He didn't respond and seemed to fade. Not only him, actually, everything was fading, and she found herself hurling through the same white mist whe had previously seen.
"Welcome," a man said, as she arrived on a cloud-type thing.
"What am I doing here? WHY CAN'T I JUST GO HOME?" she cried.
"This is..." the man began, gesturing behind her. But he didn't need to continue. She knew.
"Heaven."
A/N: I know it's so short... but I promise for a lot more soon. IF YOU REVIEW!!! So please review!!!
Buffy walked over to the ring. She hadn't seen it for so long. Angel kept it and gave it to her whenever they saw each other. She fingered it in her hands.
'The hands represent friendship, the crown represents loyalty... and the heart... Well, you know... Wear it with the heart pointing towards you. It means you belong to somebody.' She smiled, remembering when Angel had given it to her. She put it on her finger, pointing the heart out.
Angel picked the Claddagh ring up. What was it doing on the ground, over there? He always had them with him, and yet now... He looked around his neck. There was Buffy's, hanging on that string. But his... it wasn't on his finger like it usually was. It had somehow gone on the ground. He looked at it. Friendship, loyalty, and love. He put it back on, with the heart pointing out. He didn't belong to anyone, certaintly not Buffy. Angel lifted the ring off his neck and placed it on Buffy's finger, tearing the string away, pointing the heart out like his. Maybe they didn't belong to each other anymore, but they still loved each other. Not in love... more like a deep friendship, one that surpassed all other levels.
"You're time is up." Spike reentered the room loudly.
"Let me have just a bit longer. Let me be with her." Spike smirked.
"Yeah, I'm going to leave you with her. That's likely," Spike said.
"You have her all the time! I never get to see her!"
"And who's fault is that? Besides, she is my girl now. You had your chance."
"Could you two kindly exit this room?" Buffy's doctor interrupted them. "You're making too much noise. Buffy needs her peace." The two reluctantly exited the room, glaring at each other.
Buffy sat on Angel's bed in the mansion, staring at the ring, twirling it around her finger.
"The heart's pointing the wrong way," a voice said.
"Angel." He simply smiled at her. "Why do you keep appearing?"
"This isn't my world. It's yours. You choose who's here. You want me and I'm here."
"The heart is pointing the right way," Buffy said.
"You belong to Spike don't you?" Angel asked. Buffy hesitated.
"I don't know. I mean, he loves me and I love... being with him but I don't know if I BELONG to him. I'm just confused."
"You need to decide. Do you belong to him? Or are you just using him?"
"I love him."
"Do you love him more than me?"
"WOULD YOU STOP ASKING ME THAT? JUST STOP OK! I COULDN'T NEVER POSSIBLY LOVE ANYONE MORE THAN YOU! You're my first love, my only love. Anyone else is just a distraction for me. I need you and I can't be without you. You're the only thing that matters. Knowing you're out there keeps me going. I'll never love anyone more than you, but there's nothing I can do about that, can I?" Tears were poured out of Buffy eyes. Angel reached down and held her close. They rocked back and forth in his dark room on his bed.
"May I speak with you?" Willow, Xander, Anya, Tara, Spike, Angel, Dawn, and Giles all sat in the waiting room, hoping for news of Buffy getting better. They looked up at the sound of Buffy's doctor. Giles looked around and when no one made a move to get up, he walked into Buffy's room with the doctor.
"We're worried about her. She's been showing no progress and--"
"But she hasn't been worsening," Giles cut him off.
"True, but she still hasn't been improving."
"I've noticed," Giles said harshly.
"We just wanted you to know that it's not likely she'll survive. She lost too much of her blood to walk up fine and unscathed."
"Buffy's a fighter," Giles said, in the same harsh tone. "If anyone can make it, she can. I haven't lost faith in her." He turned away and walked back to the scoobies.
"Angel, I don't know what's happening to me," Buffy said after a few minutes of hugging.
"This is you're world. Exit it and you'll be back where you need to."
"Angel, what do you mean?" He didn't respond and seemed to fade. Not only him, actually, everything was fading, and she found herself hurling through the same white mist whe had previously seen.
"Welcome," a man said, as she arrived on a cloud-type thing.
"What am I doing here? WHY CAN'T I JUST GO HOME?" she cried.
"This is..." the man began, gesturing behind her. But he didn't need to continue. She knew.
"Heaven."
A/N: I know it's so short... but I promise for a lot more soon. IF YOU REVIEW!!! So please review!!!