AN: I'm back! Musie wouldn't let me rest and clashed with me to write this out! Thanks for those who reviewed!

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Okay I've babbled enough let's get on with the chapter!

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A week later

February 2001

A week has gone by since the night Angel and Buffy got closer together. Both of them thought that nothing will go wrong, boy were they off base.

First, Doyle had the vision of a lifetime. Explaining to both Angel and Wesley, he saw that they had to stop Glory. He saw her trying to open up a portal using Dawn's blood. He also saw Glory and Buffy tearing into each other, but Glory gaining the fight in her favor.

Angel was one not to worry. He knew the slayer could take care of herself, but to hear that she was in danger was more than he could bear. He looked at his fellow team and saw that each one could be a target, so he decided to strike back at Glory, to try and stop her before things got bad.

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Angel march down into Willy's bar with a purpose. He was thinking on a higher level. His instincts to protect were spiking high. His normal chocolate brown eyes were storming with the blue/grey combo that many vampires and demons have now noticed. In other words, the man was pissed off beyond belief.

He kicked the down the door going into the club and looked around at all the demons and vampires. They ran down into the sewer access Willy had set up like if the hounds of hell were nipping at there heels. Willy himself tried to control his bladder in the face of a pissed off former vampire whose powers were still undetermined.

"Now Willy I'm only here to ask one question. Where's Glory?" Angel asked as he approached the bar.

"Right now I don't know, but rumor has it she has a condo near the university. It's 5 blocks from it. In fact it's near the old mansion and your business. Why do you ask?" Willy by now saw that Angel calmed down enough after he was quick with the information.

"I'm going to pay her a little visit. Any other information you can provide?"

"Yeah, her minions call her Glorificous. I have no idea who or what that is, but your slayer's watcher may know."

"Eh, me and the old timer have a bit of a past it seems. He doesn't really like me, and I don't really know him, so it'll be rude to try and get some information from him, thanks Willy. Now if you don't mind I'll take one of your Irish liquor bottles.

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It was midnight. Nothing stirred, except maybe the occasional dusted vampire. Angel sped through the cemeteries, eager to find Glory. He remembered his one encounter with the blonde bimbo and knew something wasn't right with her. But the question still remains, who is she?

He pondered that question as he swiftly ran to the UC Sunnydale campus and looked around for any buildings with condos in it. Luckily for him, one building stood out. He then ran into the entranced and noticed the night watchman was asleep.

Hehe idiot. This should be easy. Angel thought to himself. He used his stealth and blended into the shadows.

He noticed stairs and decided to follow them up to see where it led to. There was demons everywhere, so Angel knew this was the place. Another stroke of luck was that all were asleep. Well, they were in for a rude awakening.

Angel made it to the top floor and crept up to a double door and put his ear on the door to listen for anything moving around. He heard breathing and mumbling so decided it was safe. He took a step back, breathed in, took his claws out, let out the breath, let his eyes change colors, and broke down the door.

"GLORY!" He yelled out.

Demons and vampires scurried about trying to look for the source of the yell, not noticing their fellow minions being torn apart by a set of claws. Angel growled his way through a pair of vampires, disposing them in 2 quick slashes.

He ran through them all in search of Glory, not noticing her making her way to him from behind.

"Damn, I'm trying to get my beauty sleep!" She screeched out.

Angel turned around and walked right into a major hit. He flew back to the wall while seeing stars all around him. He cleared his head, got up, and kicked the couch in front of him straight to her. Glory threw her hands up to block the couch not noticing Angel charging at her with his claws. He threw his entire weight behind him as he stabbed Glory with all his might picking her up and running until a wall blocked him from running any further. Glory looked stunned, she knew she was going into a fight with the new protector of the Slayer, but she didn't expect to be thrashed like this. Luckily for her, her God-like strength helped her in this situation. She looked down and gave Angel a cold smile, grabbed his arms and yanked them away from her.

"Honey, do you honestly think you can defeat me that fast." She stated while giggling at Angel's surprised face.

She didn't give Angel the time to recover as she grabbed him and slammed him into the wall. She then gave him a strong left hook to his left temple, sending him flying across the room. The punch opened up a wound on the side of Angel's face. He stood up looking at Glory, while the wound closed up as fast as it opened up.

"Your not the only one with surprises." Angel said. He enjoyed the momentary look of terror in Glory's face which was quickly replaced by a look of someone ready to kill.

They charged at each other, meeting halfway. They exchanged kicks and punches. Throwing each other across the living room. Angel received a kick to the side and flew towards window. He noticed and stabbed his right hand claws into the ground to keep from crashing into it. He may have accelerated healing, but it still hurt. Glory picked him up and threw him into another wall crashing through it landing in a bedroom. Angel got up and noticed a metal lamp. He picked it up and charged back towards Glory. He started to swing at her with all his might, when a minion of hers crashed into him from behind. He lost his balance and turned around to noticed the minion. He then stabbed it with all his might with the metal lamp post skewering it like a shish kabob. Glory grabbed him from his long leather coat and threw him to wall closest to the window. She marched over to a momentarily stunned Angel, and picked him up by his coat.

"Sweetie I really like your coat, too bad it's about to be ripped." She then threw Angel through glass, sending him 10 stories to the ground below.

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He didn't know how long he been there. All he knew was his body hurt. Luckily for Angel, it was still night time. He knew he was expecting a fight, but to go his way. Glory handed his ass back to him. Angel hasn't met an opponent that could defeat him until now.

He picked himself up, brushed off his coat, and walked away. He looked back at the building and he knew it wasn't over. Now he had to get Buffy involved. Maybe between the both of them, they could beat her back.

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A few days later full of research proved to be useless. The AI team didn't know what Glory was. All they knew was what Angel told them. She was strong. Stronger than Angel himself, and that unnerved him. He didn't like to show weakness, but he knew this was going to test his strength. Sure he was ready and eager for round 2, but he would have to wait. Wait until he told Buffy, who he hasn't seen for a week now. He heard whispers and rumors saying that Spike tried to kidnap her to prove his love or some shit like that. Angel laughed at the thought, and laughed harder when he remembered Spike when he went to visit him.

He didn't know if it was true, but he knew the slayer could take care of herself. So when she showed up in a sad mood, he was thrown for a loop.

"Um, hey Doyle is Angel around?" Buffy asked Doyle. She secretly needed his support to get through her mother's funeral the next day. Still she couldn't believe her mom passed away. She felt alone, scared, and afraid. Afraid of living without her mother. She didn't care about bills, or the house. All she wanted was her mother back.

"Yeah, princess, I'll go get him." Doyle gave Buffy a quick look over, noticing the bags under her eyes and her somber mood. He ran quickly to the second floor where Angel was training.

"Aye laddy, yer slayer is downstairs askin' for you. The lassie seems sad. Dunno what's wrong with her." Doyle said. Angel didn't reply back, he just flew past Doyle and ran downstairs.

The sight of the lively slayer looking on the verge of tears made him feel as if someone reached into his chest and squeezed his heart. He approached Buffy slowly taking in her dull looking features.

"Buffy, what's wrong?"

"My mother passed away. The funeral is tomorrow. I know how you and her made up somewhat, so I thought you should know." She said in an emotionless voice that scared Angel.

"Damn, h-how did she pass away?" Angel was hurt and surprised. He knew Joyce to be a fighter, but to have her so cruely taken away was something else. He made up with Joyce when Buffy took him to her house to get some food before a patrol and talked things over with Joyce. She didn't judge him anymore because of what Angel suffered through, and is still suffering with his amnesia.

"She had an aneurysm from the surgery. She didn't feel any pain. So I'm going to go know to prepare for tomorrow." She didn't wait for a reply she just took off.

Angel knew that Buffy was close to shutting herself off, so he made a vow to himself to help her get through this.

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The next day was grey for Angel and passed by with a blur. He showed up to the burial but stayed hidden from everyone. He noticed when the casket was lowered, Buffy herself seemed robotic-like. She was just going through the motions. He felt her pain as if it where his own. He didn't know how he could feel her pain, but he knew the minute she started calling out for him internally.

He felt her call, her pull, but waited to answer her call till after the funeral. When people started leaving Buffy stayed. She stayed when the workers finished burying her mother, she stayed when the day turned to night, she stayed until her Angel answered her internal call. She knew he was around. Even though he was human, they still had their bond.

Angel approached her when the sun was down. He went up to her and stood next to her. She took her hand out of her pocket and grabbed his hand. They stood their for 10 minutes still looking down.

She started speaking in a low voice. "The funeral was brutal. I knew it was going to be hard, but I wasn't even close."

Angel just listened and lent his support with his silence. Buffy turned and led him towards a tree and sat down. He sat down her, pulling her up to his chest letting her snuggle into him. After she got comfortable, she started speaking again.

"But really, I'm scared about tomorrow."

"What's tomorrow?"

"It's when I know all this is real and not just some dream. These past few days, people tried to get an emotion, a rise out of me. I just blocked them, I wanted to be alone basically."

He turned his head to her and picked her chin up with his finger.

"Your not alone Buffy. You've got your sister, your friends, and you got me." He looked into her eyes and noticed they were grey this time. Her eyes betrayed her emotions, and was sadden by her sadness.

"Will you stay this time?" She asked all of sudden.

Angel knew she was talking about before, when he can't remember the time he left. He knew he wasn't leaving at all.

"I'll stay for as long as you want me here."

"Does forever work for you?" She chewed her bottom lip at her slip of the tongue. She knew he may never recover his memories, but still it didn't let hope fly into her.

He gazed into her eyes, and in a low voice gave his answer, "Forever sounds good to me."

She gave him a small smile, and started leaning her head down to his shoulder. He stopped her decent and picked her chin up again. He leaned closer to her and she noticed. She anticipated this moment in a happier place, but she wasn't going to stop it.

The moment Angel's lips touched hers was like incredible. He thought about her lips ever since he realized he still loved her. What he didn't realized was the passion that lived between them. She opened her mouth at the feel of his tongue probing her lips. When her tongue touched his, she let out a small moan. Even with memory loss, he still knew how to kiss her, how to move with her, explore her mouth with his tongue. When air became an issue, they broke apart.

She looked into his eyes and noticed something there that she hasn't seen in a while. She noticed the love he had for her shinning through. She closed her eyes in an effort to block out her tears and opened them up letting her love for him shine through.

Angel noticed the power of her gaze and knew his matched hers. He may not remember their time together, but they had now.

"Can you stay with me tonight? I just want to be held." Buffy asked.

"I'll hold you forever. Always."