The Last Battle
By the Black Goddess

I can't believe she's gone. The ache inside me is like nothing I've ever felt before. I've done some terrible things, but Buffy was always there for me. She was able to help me when no one else could. She brought me back from the dark depths of my own mind, helped me become strong, push back the darkness. In some strange way, Buffy was my redemption, the thing I fight so hard to obtain. The bond we shared was deeper than anyone could understand. We understood each other. She saw what was dark in me and accepted it, tried to help me. She let me stand in her light and cast away the shadows that surround me. She can never do that again. I can never again feel the peace that she could offer me, can never pay back the debt I owe her. We fought together through battles unending, killed demons unnumbered and now it's over. She is dead, never to fight again, never to laugh or walk in the sunlight or do any of the hundreds of things that made her unique. I only had the strength to leave her because I thought that she could have something better, a more normal existence in the light without me to hold her in the shadows. But she is gone, perhaps into that light that I told her to embrace. I cannot follow, not yet. I cannot cheapen her sacrifice by wishing her back to this Earth she fought so tirelessly to defend. She was selfless in he end, and I must be the same

But I can mourn her each and every day for the rest of my solitary existence. I can remember her bravery, her strength and her courage. I will remember her for the sacrifice that she made. I can remember her triumph over the forces of darkness, and that the world was a better place with her in it because she never, ever gave up. She may have had some rocky patches but she pulled through. And I can make sure that everyone knows that Buffy Anne Summers was not just a Slayer, she was a hero. She fought against all kinds of demons and monsters, she even fought gods, but most importantly she fought the darkness inside herself and she won. She is more special than mere words can express and she will be remembered for ever.
I will make sure of that.

So goodbye Buffy. I loved you from the first time I saw you, and that love deepen as I grew to know you. I will love and respect you for ever, and I hope that wherever you are you are safe, not grieving for what you have left behind. I hope that where you are you have the answers that we have struggled to find. I hope you now know for certain that I will never forget you.

Angel




Disclaimer. None of it's mine.
I just watched the last two episodes of Buffy Saeson five and the last two episodes of Angel Season two. I hope this fic speaks for itself. Please review, it means a lot to me.