Author's Note: Pretty sweet today, but Angel deserved it. I don't know his parents, but I felt like this how they would act. Just let you all know, they've been watching Angel for a long time so that's how they know things. Sorry, if that wasn't clear! No Spike this chapter, next chapter for sure!

I walked into the empty theatre and looked around for Buffy. I needed to find her, to see her, if only to convince to myself that everything was going to be ok.

But, the truth was, I didn't know if it was going to be ok. My loophole plan only covered so much. I was assuming that the Storyteller didn't know that I was a vampire and that it would definitely break the spell. I wasn't sure what to do with Xander or Buffy even. How could I save us all when I was the only immortal one? Maybe, I would be the only one to survive and if that were to happen . . . well, I wouldn't be able to live anymore.

"Welcome Romeo." The Storyteller said, smiling. "Come to see your love?" She was still in that ridiculous Japanese outfit.

"Where is she?" I growled.

"You know, you have terrible manners." She commented. "Your parents wouldn't approve."

"My parents are dead." I scoffed.

"Yes, but my magic is one of the most powerful types ever." Her blue eyes sparkled as she continued. "Don't you want to see them? They're just backstage."

My mind flashed back to the list Buffy had just showed me just a day ago. Had it really only been one day? It seemed like an eternity ago. A lot of names were on that list—could they all be involved in this too?

I raced backstage much to the Storyteller's obvious delight.

And that's when I saw them—

My parents. My parents were alive. And here.

"Mom?" I mumbled, walking over to them. "Dad?" They turned around and looked at me.

"Liam?" Mom's voice asked. I nodded. Tears began to fill her eyes and she embraced me. "Oh, Liam!"

"Son, we've certainly missed you." He hugged me and my mother together. I finally broke off the embrace.

"You guys . . . you're really here." I was still in shock. Angelus had killed my parents and yet, here they were—alive. If I had a heart, it would've burst.

"Of course, son." Dad answered. "We were brought here by some mysterious force." I knew that the mysterious force had to be the Storyteller, but I kept my mouth shut. I didn't want to scare them.

"Liam," Mom started. "Are you . . . well, aren't you that-that thing?"

"Lilith!" My Dad hushed, but I knew what she meant. Was I still a vampire?

"Yes." I replied, honestly.

"But, you're not him." She said softly. "You're not Angelus, are you?" I shook my head no and felt tears escape my eyes. They were dead and part of me had a hand in doing it.

It was my fault they were dead.

I felt my knees buckle and I sank to the floor and took my mother's hands.

"Forgive me," I begged. "It's my fault you're dead. I'm a no good son that was lazy and displeased you both. Forgive me!"

"Liam," Mother soothed.

"Son, you haven't displeased us." Dad said simply.

"I killed you!" I exclaimed.

"No, not you, Liam." Mother explained. "The demon that had your soul did."

"But—!"

"You shouldn't torment yourself over something that you didn't do." Dad replied. "Liam, we are proud of you. We've seen what you've become and we are very pleased."

"You shouldn't let our deaths prevent you from living." Mom hugged me again. "So, we're dead? That doesn't mean you should brood all day because of it." She let go. "If there's anything you could do for us Liam, it would be to smile more. Be happy."

"There is the matter of the girl, Lilith." My father interjected.

"Oh right!" Mother remembered. "Who is that blonder girl you're with? She's adorable and I want to meet her while we're here."

Buffy!

I had totally forgotten. I had to see her right away.

"Listen, Mom, Dad, I have to find her now. See, to sum up what's going on we're all cast in Romeo and Juliet and unless I find away to stop the play everyone that's alive is going to die. I have to go."

"Of course, Liam, go." Dad urged. "We're not going anywhere."

"Yes, come see us when you can."

"I will," I vowed and I kissed Mom and hugged them both before I left.

My parents were here and they forgave me.

For the first time, I felt a weight being lifted off my shoulders.

Was this . . . was this how forgiveness felt?

Author's Note: Yay for Angel's redemption! Hope you all liked it!