Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. They are the works of Joss when don and all those associate with Buffy and Angel.

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Twins Buffy and Spike Summers just got a job fixing up the old hotel across the street from their house. Buffy had always had dreams related to the hotel. Now it's time to find out why.

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Previous Parts can be founds at: Secrets

Author: TK

Chapter 7 Weird Position

She slipped a dress of navy blue silk over her shoulders allowing it to hug waist and fall to her knees. A golden cross necklace soon followed wrapping it way around her neck. Black clogs sandals made their way up around her ankles. The finishing touch; long golden curled in her place and then was held by a pair of golden pins. A spray of moonlight path on the neck and it was down. She turned around to face herself in the mirror. Buffy smiled at the results. Angel was going to lose it. Her sleeping bag sat on her bed, but once Buffy had her coat on she grabbed her book bag. Quietly so as not to wake anyone sleeping in the house she made her way out of her room with her sleeping back and a little hand bag.

Buffy went out the door and headed a cross the street. The hotel seemed different at night then it did during the day. It seemed lonely, dark, and depressing. If Buffy had not known Angel a wait her then she would of found herself running away from the sadness before her. Taking her extra hair pen out of her hair Buffy made her way to the front door to pick the lock. Once the lock came unlocked she made her way inside. Once inside she relocked the door from the inside, and started to make her way up to the third floor. Why Angel had insisted on meeting her here when it hadn't been worked on yet was beyond her. Still….

"Angel, are you here?" asked Buffy as she entered the second room on the right as instructed by Angel earlier.

"Over here, My Love," came Angel's soothing yet strong voice as candles suddenly lit up the room all around the room.

Buffy became eloped in white light from the candles. Music played from what seemed like a little typhoon of wind in the middle of the room. In the right area of the room the laid a table covered with a hand made table cloth, and behind that…

A blushed appeared on Buffy's face as she saw the King size bed with green soft sheets lying their like it was meant to be there.

"You like it, Love?" asked Angel as he came up behind her.

"I love it," confessed Buffy as she turned around in his arms," but how did you do all this?"

"Magic," said Angel and with a nap of his figures a warm good looking meal appeared before them. "One benefit to being a ghost," answered Angel before Buffy could ask.

" A nice benefit," agreed Buffy as she pulled away from Angel to take her long coat off.

"Wow," said Angel when he saw what Buffy had on.

"You like?" asked Buffy as she twirled around to show off her outfit.

"I like it," answered Angel. "You look like an angel," he confessed.

"You don't look so bad yourself," comment Buffy. "Angel, this really is wonderful. May I ask what the occasion is?"

"No special occasion," said Angel as he pulled out an oak wood chair for Buffy to sit in. "I just wanted to spend some time with you without worrying about the workers or your siblings coming in on us."

"Sounds like a wonderful idea," agreed Buffy as she smiled at Angel as he to sat down. "Angel?"

"Yes, My Love?" asked Angel as he noticed Buffy's downward glance. "My Love, are you okay?"

"It's just," began Buffy. "These past few weeks have been wonderful. Being with you has been like a dream…,"

"Buffy, what is it, Love?" asked Angel as he took the young woman's hand into his.

"What happens after we find out why you're here?" asked Buffy as she looked up at Angel eye to eye. "Will you go away? In books that I have read the spirit or ghost always goes away," she said voicing a major concern she had been having for the past two weeks.

"I don't know what will happen, Love. I do know that if I was ever by chance given a choice, I would chose to stay with you as a living man. I fear I don't know how fair I am being to you as a ghost," he confessed as he laid his own concern on the table.

"Angel, I am happy to have you with me. I don't care if others can't see you, or if they never can. All I care about is being with you. Ever since I was little I this hotel has always seemed to call to me, and the reason, I think, is because it was calling me towards you," she confessed as she felt his arms go around her. "I don't want to lose you, you're the best thing that has ever happen to me."

"Buffy, there are so many things I want for you. I have watched you grow up, and I have fallen in love with you more and more as the time went by. At first I admit I thought you were my Elizabeth back from the grave, but I understand and know now that you are not. I also know that I love you as yourself. I wish I could be human, I wished that I could showed you how special you are to me."

Buffy silenced Angel speech with a slow and lingering kiss to the lips," I know," she said before standing up. "Dance with me?"

"Of course," replied Angel as he snapped his fingers and a soft sweet melody started to play. "I love you," he said softly.

"I love you," she responded before having her lips captured in a sweet soft kiss.

Without thinking about it Angel swept Buffy up into his arms. Never breaking the kiss; he lead them to the bed that had been set up. Buffy stopped the kiss long enjoy to move comfortably onto the bed before capturing Angel's lips once more with hers. As the candle's danced a crossed the wall to the melody of love, Buffy and Angel share the most precious of act with one another.

"Buffy, what are you doing here?" came a familiar voice.

Buffy opened her eyes to find not only the day light shinign through the window, but her big brother looking down at her in surprised.

"Spike, what are you doing here?" asked Buffy as she sat up quickly remembering where she was and what happen last night she looked down to make sure. She sighed a sigh of relieve when she found herself dressed in PJ bottoms and a tank top. "I can explained this," she said when she noticed her brother still looking at her funny.

"Really?" asked Spike. "I can't wait to hear it."

"Nor can I," said Giles as he walked into the room followed by Mrs. And Mr. Summers.

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