A/N- If you are looking for a W/O , C/A, B/S story plot in anyway, besides friendship…turn around. Unless you can read it without biased eyes of course.
Dedication- To every last review. Thank you. This is for you. And Tariq, I'm sorry there isn't a Connor in this story… I wrote it a long time ago, and I couldn't fathom the idea of Darla being pregnant, and I didn't even know it was Angel's kid when I wrote it…so I sowwie!
Willow walked into the lobby a content look on the face. Angel got up to greet her.
"You look so much better than the last time I saw you…I'm glad." Angel said.
"Me too… Angel… besides Buffy coming back, I think I just got the best news I ever thought I could get. If its false, I don't know what I'm going to do, but it … life feels like its finally all coming together. Like we are all supposed to be here now…you know?"
"Yeah," Angel gave her a warm smile. "What's the news?"
"You know…how when I came here , I told you there was more than Buffy who just died, that my girlfriend had?" Angel thought back to the scared girl on his couch. He thought back to the empty look in her eyes, that only comes from losing your best friend and lover. He remembered knowing instantly that it had to do with Buffy, that his soul mate was not okay. He remembered Willow being so embarrassed to say she had a girlfriend, even though it was masked mostly by her grief, that rolled off her so much, anyone could feel it.
"She… she's coming back. It wasn't her time Angel. My best friend, your soul mate, and my baby, its all coming back." Willow said tears of joy falling from her eyes. Angel went and hugged her spinning her around.
"I'm really happy for you."
"Me too, I'm going to head in now. Have a good nights rest, if you are used to the whole human sleeping pattern thing." She winked at him. He returned it with a friendly smile.
"Night Willow."
Willow walked in, finding the slayer and her sister sleeping comfortably curled together. She smiled. Life was perfect, she had so much to be thankful for. She crawled into the king sized bed, wrapping her arms around Buffy's waist , lying her head on her shoulder. Yeah. Life was defiantly heading towards where it was supposed to be.
Dedication- To every last review. Thank you. This is for you. And Tariq, I'm sorry there isn't a Connor in this story… I wrote it a long time ago, and I couldn't fathom the idea of Darla being pregnant, and I didn't even know it was Angel's kid when I wrote it…so I sowwie!
Willow walked into the lobby a content look on the face. Angel got up to greet her.
"You look so much better than the last time I saw you…I'm glad." Angel said.
"Me too… Angel… besides Buffy coming back, I think I just got the best news I ever thought I could get. If its false, I don't know what I'm going to do, but it … life feels like its finally all coming together. Like we are all supposed to be here now…you know?"
"Yeah," Angel gave her a warm smile. "What's the news?"
"You know…how when I came here , I told you there was more than Buffy who just died, that my girlfriend had?" Angel thought back to the scared girl on his couch. He thought back to the empty look in her eyes, that only comes from losing your best friend and lover. He remembered knowing instantly that it had to do with Buffy, that his soul mate was not okay. He remembered Willow being so embarrassed to say she had a girlfriend, even though it was masked mostly by her grief, that rolled off her so much, anyone could feel it.
"She… she's coming back. It wasn't her time Angel. My best friend, your soul mate, and my baby, its all coming back." Willow said tears of joy falling from her eyes. Angel went and hugged her spinning her around.
"I'm really happy for you."
"Me too, I'm going to head in now. Have a good nights rest, if you are used to the whole human sleeping pattern thing." She winked at him. He returned it with a friendly smile.
"Night Willow."
Willow walked in, finding the slayer and her sister sleeping comfortably curled together. She smiled. Life was perfect, she had so much to be thankful for. She crawled into the king sized bed, wrapping her arms around Buffy's waist , lying her head on her shoulder. Yeah. Life was defiantly heading towards where it was supposed to be.