Second Chance, Chapter 4

A/N: This is kind of a short wrap-up chapter, dedicated to Goldy...especially the last part.

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As Angel strode through the alleys on his way back to Buffy's, his coat billowing around him, he started feeling annoyed that he hadn't gotten to kill Spike himself. *Oh well,* he thought after a minute. *At least I didn't have to touch him.*

He rounded the corner onto Revello Drive and jogged the last few hundred yards to Buffy's house. He opened the door, passed Willow and Tara making out fervently on the couch, saw Wesley's feeble attempt to ignore them in the kitchen with his tea, and walked silently up the stairs to Buffy's room. As the door swung shut behind him, the wind slammed it into place, and Willow and Tara leapt apart.

"Okay, that scared me," said Willow, breathing heavily. And not just from shock.

"Yeah, it was kind of intrusive."

"Maybe if you weren't doing that out in public?" came a very British suggestion from the kitchen.

"Shut up, Wesley!" shouted Willow good-naturedly.

"Screw you, my dear girl!" came back the completely out-of-character reply.

Willow and Tara sniggered. "I guess he has changed," whispered Willow. Tara got an evil glint in her eye. *Oh no,* Willow thought.

"That's what I'm TRYING to do!" Tara called.

The two witches were rewarded with the sound of tea being spit across the countertop. Giggling, they turned toward each other again.

"I love you," Tara stated simply.

Willow kissed Tara's forehead. "And I love you."

They shared a look of undying affection and devotion. Willow turned around so Tara was behind her, and they lay nestled together. Tara placed sweet kisses on the back of the redhead's neck until she fell asleep, whereupon Tara pulled a blanket over them and fell asleep too, wrapped in love.

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Angel pushed Buffy's door open a crack. The single ray of light spilled across her beautiful features, and Angel smiled. He stepped quietly into the room, took off his jacket and shoes, and lay down next to the slumbering Buffy.

In her sleep, she felt his body next to hers, and turned into his embrace, a hint of smile on her face. Angel wrapped his arms around her, pulled the covers over them, and fell asleep with the woman he loved by his side.

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Down in the kitchen, poor brooding stubble-faced Wesley sat with his tea. "No one loves me!" he cried. "Everyone else is asleep with the love of their life, and I'm here with TEA!" Suddenly the door flew open and a short brunette teenager (not Dawn, she's freakishly tall) came running in.

"Wesley!" she screamed. "I love you!!!"

The Brit stood up. "Oh my God! I love you too! I feel as if we've known each other forever!" They fell into an embrace. "What is your name?"

"Frances!" The girl cried.

"I love you Frances!"

"I love you Wesley!"

They shared a smoldering kiss, and then went off to England to get married.

FIN

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AAAH It's finally done! Yay. I'm proud of it. I hope you guys liked it! And if you didn't, that's your problem.