Disclaimer: I don't own any characters in this story. They all belong to Joss Whedon. Summary: AU. Buffy and Angel fall in love.

2011 "Liam!" The sound of tires squeaking filled my ears in the dark night. I hadn't even seen the car coming. He had saved me. He saved me even after all the terrible things I had said to him earlier. He loved me, I know it, but I had refused to believe it. I saw him lying on the ground, motionless. I ran over to him as fast as my legs could carry me. I shoved the driver of the old Pontiac away from him. He had a huge cut on his face and his body was twisted in an inhumanly position, but he was not dead. I saw his chest rise and sink with shallow breaths. "Liam," I repeated, "Liam." I cradled his head in my lap. "Oh God. No, please don't die." I chanted over and over again. By this time a small crowd had gathered around us in the middle of the street, but I didn't pay any attention to them. All I cared about was Liam. My angel. I loved him. I still love him and now he may never know.