Angel opened his eyes and saw he was in his bed, his mansion with his love. It was the middle of the night and Angel remembered their tiring hunt. Buffy was lying next to him asleep. He slowly slipped out of bed, as Buffy was a deep sleeper, and he got dressed. Several times he paced back and forth thinking about what had happened, what would happen if all were the same. He couldn't let this happen again, it was too traumatic for both of them. He had to think of Buffy. Carefully he tore a sheet of paper from the back of Buffy's note pad and after getting a pen, made his way to the great fireplace. He sat on the marble edging and wrote. Several minutes passed and Buffy didn't stir. Angel picked up his coat and placed the note on the pillow next to Buffy. Angel looked at Buffy one last time before leaving the Mansion and everything he had ever lived for.

The sun shone through the great velvet curtain onto Buffy's face. She stirred under its warmth until finally she awoke. Stretching her arms to her side she felt the paper brush her hand. Buffy sat up and after realising Angel was gone, unfolded the note hastily.

" Dear Buffy, I couldn't let you suffer as I do now. It would be better for both of us if I left Sunnydale for good. I will go to L.A, I have a feeling I'm wanted there. Please do not come after me, by the time you read this I will be deep underground searching for a place to live. It is nothing you have done it's me. I realise that we cannot be together. It will cause pain or suffering to one or the other of us, and maybe our friends too if I was to stay. I would only make things worse because now I know how much I love you.

My eternal Love.Angel"





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