So... I haven't written anything in about 7 years, but I just realised, I hadn't finished my story... so here goes... is all completely irrelevant now that both Buffy and Angel have been finished in years, but just pretend it picks up where it left off...

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"So", Buffy started, "You have a son and you're in love with.... Lorne?"

Angel was so shocked by what she said he just burst out laughing. The laugh sounded slightly hysterical and Buffy didn't understand.

"Buffy, I have missed you!" Angel said, wiping the tears from his eyes. "Sit down, let's talk" he said, taking her by the hand and leading her to the lounge chair.

"So much has happened since we last spoke" he began. "Yes, Connor is my son. Biologically and everything". Buffy started "But how..." when Angel interrupted her. "This is hard for me, please, let me finish." He took another deep breath. "Darla did something miraculous in more ways than one. She fell pregnant. It made her more human-like. She loved that baby. She killed herself before he was born so she wouldn't kill him after he was born. Then he was taken from me and sent to another dimension, one where time moved more rapidly than ours. He came back this grown boy you met tonight. We hardly know each other, and it's been a rocky beginning, but he's mine."

Buffy's jaw had hit the floor. "Ok, well, I've been involved with enough metaphysical crap myself – see being raised from the dead – to believe everything you've told me. So what's this about Cordelia?"

Angel looked at his hands which were folded in his lap. "Well... Cordy and I have... fallen in love. Neither of us planned it, but it's happened, and I can't say I regret it."

Buffy tried to be mad. She tried to feel betrayed, but she just couldn't muster it. After all, she was having similar feelings for Spike. And yeah, Cordy could be an evil bitch queen, but at least she was human! So who was Buffy to contradict!

At that moment, Xander burst through the door.

"Buffy, are you alone? Please tell you don't have that freak here?"

Angel stood up and faced Xander "Well that would depend on which freak you were talking about Xander".

Xander stared nervously, flicking his eyes between Angel and Buffy "Angel – what brings you to lovely Sunnydale?" He had a gleam of anticipation in his eyes. Then he saw that Buffy looked confused, but not upset, like she should, if Angel had killed Spike. Angel met Xanders eyes and said "Oh, nothing really, just received a letter from an old friend so thought I'd come and pay a visit. It seems my friend was grievously mistaken – even to the point of causing some serious evil."

Xander paled, and swallowed a lump in his throat.

Buffy was watching the exchange with ever growing suspicion and finally said "Ok, what's going on that I don't know about."

Both Angel and Xander looked at Buffy. Each waiting for the other to begin.