Chapter 4

-Buffy felt like she was in a trance as she walked into the building where her and her friends ran the council. She needed answers and this was the best place to get them. The council had record or every incident that was due to supernatural.

-She purposely avoided coming into contact with any of her friends, she didn't feel like explaining right now. She got into the record room and locked the door behind her.

-She spent the next hours going to records. It wasn't that hard to find those on L.A. seeing as it was a huge city, but the longest task was finding the right record from the pile. Part of her wished that she wouldn't find anything, she had no idea how she would be able to deal with it if she was responsible for so many people's death.

-Sadly, she did find the record. Angel had been telling the truth. The file said that Angel himself had called him to report an upcoming apocalypse and ask for help, but that it had been judged as not that important so no help had been sent. 2 weeks later half Los Angeles was destroyed, millions of people were dead and they hadn't done anything about it, she hadn't done anything about it. Buffy felt sick. No wonder Angel hated her, she was responsible for the death of all his friends.

-She wanted to break down and let everything out, but there was still a lot more for her to find out. She looked more closely at the file to try to find out why she hadn't known about this. Normally whenever there was a possible apocalypse she was told about it. There was no way anybody who worked for them would tell anybody that they wouldn't help without her or friends knowing about it. She went through all of the files but nowhere was it mention who took the decision not to help Angel. She was stuck, she had no idea where to go from there. So she decided that she had to ask her friends. If they took that decision she needed to know. She called a meeting and had all of her friends meet her in the conference room.

-30 minutes later the gang was gathered in the conference room. Buffy was standing by the window trying to figure out how to approach the subject. She wanted to keep Angel out of it, at least until she knew exactly what had happened.

-"Hum, I need to talk to you guys about something that happened a year ago. I just got informed that apparently the earthquake that happened in L.A. was not as much an earthquake as an apocalypse and that somehow we decided not to help. But yet again I wasn't informed of that."

-"Buffy", Giles started. "It was a year ago. You don't expect us to remember something that happened so long ago right."

-"The millions of people who died would, but if you need it, here's the file", she threw the file at Giles and walked back to stand by the window while her friends consulted the file.

-"Buffy, is this about Angel", Willow asked as she realized that Angel's name was on the file.

-"Hum, I don't know. I remember you guys telling me that he was dead and that there was nothing I could have done, but this file says differently."

-"Buffy", this time it was Xander.

-"I want to know who took the decision and how come I didn't know about this."

-"Buffy"

-"Stop saying my name like I'm some little child I want to know how come I wasn't told that Angel asked for help."

-"Because it wasn't a good idea that's why." It was Xander who had spoken,

-"What?"

-"Andrew took the call, when he realised who it was he told me and I called everybody. Andrew told us what Angel had said and we decided that it was unsafe for us to send him help. Believe me, we didn't know if would turn out so bad."

-"Why?" Buffy was starting to be emotional.

-"You said yourself that you didn't trust Angel anymore, it could have been a trap or something. Knowing you, as soon as you would have known, you would have rushed over there. We didn't think it was a good idea."

-"So you sacrificed millions of people to keep me away from Angel. You guys are incredible." Buffy ran out of the room, she didn't want them to see her crying.

-She had no idea how long she had been running when she stopped out of breath in the middle of the park. She decided to head home.

-When she got into her apartment she realized that she must have been gone a while because all of her friends were standing in her living room.

-She ignored them and walked straight into her bedroom, locking the door behind her.