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Spike sighed as he opened the freezer to pull out the fifth ice-cream tub of the day.

"You know I really should cut you off" Spike spoke as he made his way to Buffy.

"It's not whiskey Spike; I'm not going to get a hangover."

"No but I might." Spike murmured.

"Just give me the fucking ice cream."

"Wow, watch your mouth! We have a kid in this house." Spike chided, which caused Buffy to send him a deathly glare. And with her red eyes, greasy hair and unwashed clothes, the glare made her look like a psycho out of the loony bin.

Spike walked to her and mutely handed her the ice cream and took his place next to her on the couch.

"Do you want to talk…?"

"No"

"But…"

"No"

"I really think…"

"NO" Buffy bellowed.

"Fine! At least can I change the bleeding song? Cause if I listen to My Heart Will Go On once more, I WILL BLOODY STAKE MYSELF!" Spike swore.

"I saw Angel." Buffy finally disclosed.

"Isn't it why you went there?"

"No" Buffy corrected. "I saw him and he… saw me. We saw each other. He was tied up."

"What?" Spike asked with an amused expression.

"Not like that" Buffy rolled her eyes. "As in tied up by someone else. Urgh! He was in danger and I interfered okay?"

"Oh" Spike sighed in disappointment. "Wait what happened exactly?"

Buffy was about to blurt out the whole story when she decided against it. "Doesn't matter"

"Buffy"

"I'm fine, really" Buffy assured Spike with a smile. "I am just glad they didn't get a chance to catch up. Anyways don't you have a date with that perky waitress tonight."

"Oh yeah" Spike breathed already fantasizing about how the night may pass.

"Is it not against your code to date humans or something?" Buffy cut in Spike's daydreams.

"Oh she is only a third human." Spike stated as a matter of fact.

"Great! Good for you"

"I know right?" Spike continued excitedly, not noticing Buffy's sarcastic tone.

"Spike what would I do without you?" Buffy asked earnestly causing Spike to soften his features.

"You would do fine. Buffy last two years I have seen you, your power, your strength, how you try. You are an extraordinary woman. No matter what you will always come out, you will survive." Spike looked at her and added as an afterthought. "If not for yourself then for your daughter."

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Meanwhile Gunn was in a dilemma. All his life he had lived on the streets, trusting no one but himself. He lived a life of brutality and horrors without any real friends, people who depended on him, sure, but friends, people whom he knew he could depend on, people whom he owed his life to, not many. In fact, there were only two such people. And right now it seemed like his loyalty to them was conflicting with each other.

Confused and in desperate need of advice he made his way to Anne's shelter.

"Gunn whatever brings you hear."

"I got news on Anne"

"As in…"

"Petite blond vampire ass kicking Anne." Gunn stated

"Where, how, when? How do you I…"

"Wow!" Gun put a hand on Anne's mouth. "Calm down girl."

"Oh yeah" Anne smiled sheepishly. "I guess I just got excited."

"I don't know where she is."

"Oh" Anne started arranging the donated bed spreads. "Then what do you know."

"She was here" Gunn revealed. "Apparently she has been here quite a bit of times."

"And she didn't find the time to I don't know drop by or something." Anne said in a bitter voice.

'"There is more to it." Gunn placated Anne. "You know Angel, the guy I work for?"

"Sure, the one who used MY shelter to get his vendetta against that godforsaken law firm."

"Yeah… well he" Gunn faltered, "He knows Anne, or rather Buffy."

Anne turned around in shock, "You know her real name?"

"Yeah I…"

"How? God she is gonna kill me if she finds out. And she will find out, and oh God I promised her I would never tell anyone and I…"

"ANNE!" Gunn took her by the shoulders and made her sit down. "I came to know about it from Angel."

"Huh?"

"Angel" Gunn clarified. "He is her ex. Apparently they had some Romeo Juliet thing going on. He saw her the day before. She… she was following him… she kinda saved his life."

"Angel… Angel. Buffy she… she. Ugh!" Anne cried out in frustration. "Darn it! Angel, how could I not have realized it before."

"What?" Gunn demanded in confusion.

"Buffy! When I first met her. When I was staying with her in that shanty apartment, she used to wake up calling out Angel. She was mostly quiet, I wouldn't have even noticed if I didn't pay attention. Angel must have been her boyfriend. The reason she left. Wait, no she said her boyfriend was dead."

"He was." Gunn affirmed. "That summer Angel had gone to hell. Ann… Buffy sent him."

"What the…"

"It's complicated." Gunn interjected. "End of the world kind of deal. I am a little fuzzy on the details myself."

"She was forced to kill the person she loved." Anne concluded.

"Yeah she did."

"Oh God!" Anne choked. "No wonder she wanted to disappear."

"Yeah good thing he came back." Gunn added.

"I guess, except they didn't exactly get the fairy tale ending."

They both sat in silence for a while before Gunn spoke again.

"He is still in love with her."

Anne raised an eyebrow. "What are you trying to say?"

Gunn fidgeted, "We don't know much about her, where she is, what she is doing but we do know her current identity or her…"

"NO" Anne stood up.

"I just thought"

"You listen to me Charles Gunn." Anne grabbed him by his shirt. I don't care how hard it is for you to keep secrets from your new friends, I don't care if your morals are questioned, but you will not tell them a damn thing."

"Alright" Gunn relented suddenly wary of the little blonde.

"We owe this to her." Anne tried to make him understand. "We would have been long dead without her. You out in the streets, your blood drained body ripped apart by dogs and me a skeleton in hell."

"I know. I won't tell her secret. I promise."

"Any news"

"No, sorry Angelcakes." Lorne looked at Angel sympathetically.

"Sunnydale"

"Nada" Cordelia slammed the phone down causing Fred to flinch.

"Well we just have to keep on looking then."

"Angel I think she…"

"No, don't. Cordy I gave up on her once. I am not doing it again." Angel ran a hand though his hair and gripped it, looking ready to rip it off.

"You have to see the facts Angel." Cordelia knew that this was hurting Angel but it needed to be done. "It has been a week. We have looked everywhere."

"Not everywhere" Angel persisted.

Cordelia clenched her fingers in frustration. "So what you are going to look for her in every single town?"

"I don't know. I don't…" Angel sat down on the couch with a gaunt look.

Cordelia waked over and sat next to him holding his hand. "I know, but Angel I… I just think that you won't find her unless she wants you to."

"So what, I just let go of her?"

"For the time being."


…few years later…

"ANGELA JOYCE O' SHEA!"

Angela looked up from her latest sketch pushing her deep chocolate hair from her emerald eyes.

"Crap!" The eight year old muttered. She got up from her bed and silently made her way outside, an innocent smile gracing her cherubic face.

"Mom"

Buffy or rather Liz looked at her daughter crossly. "I just got an email from your counselor."

"Oh" Angela's countenance remained unchanged.

'The perfect poker face. Like father like daughter.' Buffy thought before continuing. "Would you like to know what it said?"

"Umm…"

"It said my daughter, was apparently found fighting with a fifth grader who now has a black eye and a bruised cheek." Buffy folded her arms, her face still calm. "Now what I would like to know is that how come my said daughter did not mention it to me."

"It's complicated." Angela squeaked.

"Actually it isn't." Buffy countered. "In fact I have the perfect solution."

"Solution?" Angela looked up in alarm

"You are grounded."

"But I was grounded last week." Angela protested

"No more T.V. No more batman comics and no more sparring with Spike."

"But Mom!" Angela whined.

"In fact no more seeing Spike until I say so."

"Mom it wasn't my fault."

"When is it ever Angela?" Buffy sighed. "It's always someone else that you blame, but in the end you are the one who gets in trouble, and you never learn."

"I don't mean to"

"You always promise me that it's the last time and it happens again and…"

"He called you a slut."

"What?' Buffy froze.

"He… I don't exactly know what it means, but I know that it means something bad. I told him to stop but he pushed me and said it again. He… he said that you are a slut and that is why daddy left us. I got mad.

"Angie" Buffy felt tears prick her eyes.

"I didn't even hit him that hard I promise." Angie insisted. "He is just a big pouf of a pussy."

Buffy's eyes widened. "Where did you learn that word?"

"Umm… Spike." Angie replied meekly, causing Buffy to purse her lips.

"I don't want to hear that word on your mouth ever again. Got it young lady?"

"Yes mommy." Angela replied in hopes of calming her mother's anger. "So mom, am I still grounded?"

"Yes" Buffy smiled. "Nice try though."

In another dimension

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"Time is running out brother." The female Oracle said worriedly. "The champion is still not with his progeny. And neither is the destroyer."

"It is not in our hands sister." The male oracle reminded her.

"Well then it's time we take it in our hands."

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Los Angeles, The Hyperion

"I think the ceremony in side and the reception by the pool would be nice." The werewolf gushed.

"Well you are the bride." Cordelia rolled her eyes. "Whatever you think is fine."

"I think it sounds perfect." Fred interposed before another war of words erupted between the werewolf and the expecting seer, while Gunn placed a placating hand on Cordelia.

"Sweety, not again." Gunn warned his wife.

"What? I was just trying to be helpful." Cordelia gave Gunn a saccharine smile. Gunn shook his head in defeat.

"What do you think?" The werewolf turned to her fiancé.

"It sounds lovely Nina." Angel answered from his seat, the sunlight on his hair hinting at the almost invisible red tint.

So much had happened in the last few years. After seeing Buffy Angel had searched her for months like a mad man. But the trail was turning colder by the day. Not that there was a trail to start with. He was finally ready to give up. All his friends were telling him to when support came from the most unexpected place.

Connor!

Connor had asked him to keep on looking. He had even offered his help. Angel could tell that his son was fascinated by Buffy. Who wouldn't be? So father and son together had kept on looking and had bonded over the impossible quest. Angel had told him about Buffy and in return Connor had revealed about his childhood. But soon they accepted that their search was pointless.

Angel had stopped looking after a year, but in his heart the search had not been pointless. Sure he had not found Buffy, but he had found something just as important. Buffy Summers had unknowingly reunited Angel with his son.

Years had passed since then and a lot had changed. He had battled with a renegade power Jasmine, taken over Wolf Ram and Hart, found a girlfriend in Nina and had almost died in the hands of the senior partner's army. Tired and weak they had all taken refuge at the Hyperion, with most of the team at their death bed. All hope seemed to be lost when the hotel was bathed in a heavenly glow which soaked Angel, and for the first time since the forgotten day he was alive… a human.

It was different, he was different. He was still a champion of the powers, he still had his strength. "A male slayer" Cordelia had helpfully supplied. It was everything he had dreamt of, but he did not have the one he wanted to share this gift with.

It had been three years since that day. He was twenty nine now, and he was a licensed detective thanks to Kate. Angel Investigations was up and running. Gunn and Cordelia were happily married and expecting their first child, and Fred and Wesley were a solid couple. And his relationship with Connor had never been better.

Oh and most importantly, he was getting married in a month.

"I just hope that it all goes smoothly. I really don't want you all to be hunting demons. It might clash with the wedding preparations." Nina chirped while glossing over the bridal magazines.

"Nope, wouldn't want that." Cordelia huffed. "Oh oh"

"What?" Gunn sat next to her and held her hands.

"Vision!"

Cordelia closed her eyes in concentration. "A girl, Oakwood elementary school!"


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