Angel's eyes fluttered open as he looked around only to see that he was lying in the bed of his old mansion. The memories of all the things that had happened in the past month or so flooded back to him. Buffy HAD died, Buffy Bot was taking her place, but Willow had brought Buffy back-oh! He had to go see Buffy. Jumping out of bed, he pulled on his signature black jeans, a dark red, velvet shirt, and his leather duster. He was so anxious to see Buffy alive and well and, actually, he was just anxious to see her alive.

He walked hastily down the street toward Buffy's house, he rang the doorbell and Willow opened it.

"Willow. Is she okay? Did it work? Uh, can I come in?"

"I think so, yes, and yes." Replied Willow.

Angel walked in and anxiously bounded up the steps to Buffy's room. He stopped dead in the doorway, there was Buffy-lying helplessly on her bed, asleep. Quietly, he walked into her room; he went over to her bed and sat down next to her, taking her hand in his. Willow came into the room and sat down on the other side of the bed.

"How long 'till she wakes up?" Asked Angel.

"I'm not very sure. It could be any second now. We just have to be patient and wait." Replied Willow.

Suddenly, Buffy's eyes fluttered open, Angel felt his 'heart' skip a beat, not knowing what to say or do, he let go of her hand. Buffy sat up in her bed and looked around. "Buffy," Angel whispered, faintly.

"Buffy, having her extra-good slayer senses, heard him. "Angel?" She asked softly. From the tone of her voice, you could clearly tell the love and affection she had for him.

Their eyes locked and Buffy leaned over and embraced him, Willow smiled in the background. Suddenly someone walked into the room and said,"Buffy. I love you."



(Who is this person that has walked in? It's someone you all know. Dun, dun, dun. So, how do you guys like it? Drop me a review.)