she smiled as It started to snow that reminder her of her and Angels walk Christmas of 1998 all the snow It saved his life that morning she would never forget that day It was bittersweet

Sunday Dec 6
She went back home to LA she called her Father he had Meeting all day but he fit her In for a early brunch

she said "Hank"

he said "why did you call me"

she said "nice to see you too"

he said "what did you want"

she said "you know what I thought for a second I was going to save you the pain let you find out later but your a real honoree bastard so I guess I'll tell you like this I have a blood clot In my brain and unrepeatable heart damage and I'm going to be dead before Christmas just though it would come here and tell so you wouldn't find out like everyone else Is but you probably wouldn't have notice you haven't seen me In so long anyway merry Christmas Dad"

she got up and walked away he said "Buffy"

she turned "what" crossing her arms

he said "your serous"

she said "no dad I came all this way to see your face... yes"

he said "this Is a sad trick for attention" she slapped turning and walking out.
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My pressure was through the roof my head and eyes were throbbing I hope I had over done It I breathed In and calmed down went and got some foot took my pills got on the train and headed to my home on the way she passed the old Hyperion that had be rebuilt. She got off and went in she went in and went down into the basement It was still abandoned there had been one owner sense It was rebuilt but they sold It to someone that was not keeping It up.

she looked It over and found a letter In one of the upstairs rooms and she dusted It off and saw Angels hand writing she though "how did he know" had he been the one to buy It back

she took the envelope home and opened It was a thick tombstone like book she opened It up It was a scrap book and journal she looked though his things found some old photos prom photos In the middle and a photo of her she photo fell out she reached down and searched for It and hit some metal she bent down It was a ring laying on the floor she picked It up and looked at It dusting It off It was hers he Claddagh ring broke down covering her face holding It to her heart as If It could heal It and curled up In his bed