Buffy adjusted slowly to life on the Enterprise. Life on board the ship was completely different from being on the planet and able to walk outside to look at the trees.

            She met the Captain's beagle Porthos and tried to visit him every day, it made her life seem a little more normal. She worked out everyday, regaining her strength and losing herself in the mindlessness of it. She never showed her full strength, having decided to let that story lie for a while.

            She found a friendly ear with Doctor Phlox, Travis and Hoshi. The Doctor had reminded her that she needed to talk about the family she had left behind and it was a reminder that she walked with every day.

            Buffy and Hoshi were in Buffy's quarters having a long talk. "What I miss most?" Buffy replied to Hoshi's last question. "I think pictures of my family would be nice. I wonder what happened to everyone?" She asked out loud and Hoshi cocked her head, "We can check, the Enterprise has a complete database onboard." She said.

            Buffy sat up, "Really?"  She watched Hoshi sit down at the computer and start tapping away. It reminded her painfully of Willow but it made her smile as well.

            "Ok, first name?" Hoshi looked up and Buffy smiled.

            "Dawn Summers, born 1985."

            Hoshi nodded and they watched the information scroll onto the screen. "It says here that she finished high school in Cleveland, Oh. Went to Trinity University in Ireland. Married Alexander LaVelle Harris and had four children, their names are Elizabeth," Hoshi glanced at Buffy who had tears in her eyes, "Giles, Willow and Xander. Xander Sr. died at the age of 95." Buffy smiled and sighed, "She married Xander. How cool is that?" She smiled and looked at Hoshi, who remarked, "Dawn Harris died at the age of 120."

            Buffy sat down on her bed with a thump. "Wow."

            Hoshi nodded, "Who's next?"

            "Willow Rosenberg, born 1980 Sunnydale, CA." Hoshi typed rapidly and a picture of Willow popped up. "Willow Rosenberg, never married, died in the Third World War but was honored with the nation's highest honor for services rendered. No mention of what she did." Hoshi looked puzzled but Buffy smiled, "My Will was my best friend, I can believe she was a hero."

            "Anyone else?" Hoshi smiled and Buffy nodded.

            "Angel Investigations or Wolfram and Hart, Los Angeles." Hoshi tapped away and smiled, "Ah here we are. Wolfram, Hart and Harris. Owner is Angel?"

            Buffy gasped and looked over Hoshi's shoulder, "No way! He's still there?" The picture of Angel was just as handsome as ever and Hoshi was confused. "You know him?" Buffy nodded, "What does it say?"

            "Um, Angel married Cordelia Chase, son Connor, two adopted children Belinda and Liam." Buffy shook her head, "Ew. He married Cordelia?" She smiled and looked at Hoshi. "He was my first love."

            Hoshi sat back, shaking her sleek black hair, "That's just not possible, he would have to be at least 170."

            Buffy laughed, "It is. He was born in 1752 in Galway, Ireland and is still alive. It's a secret of how and why though."

            "Do you want to talk to him?" Hoshi asked thoughtfully and Buffy's eyes widened, "We can do that from out here?" Hoshi nodded, "Let me get permission from the Captain." As she turned to the com Buffy sat, deep in thought. Everything had changed, 150 years of change.

            It took five minutes of nailbiting on Buffy's part when a voice broke her concentration, "Wolfram, Hart and Harris." The woman said pleasantly.

            "I need to speak to Angel, please." Hoshi replied firmly.

            "I'm sorry he's busy. May I take a message?" The woman stared and Hoshi sighed.

            "I am Ensign Hoshi Sato of the starship Enterprise. Please tell him it is an emergency." The woman's eyes went wide and suddenly Hoshi was looking at the handsome man of Buffy's past.

            "I'm Angel. How can I help you Ensign Sato?" He asked, his eyes curious in his handsome face.

            "I have someone here who would like to speak to you." She said.

            Angel watched as the Ensign gestured to someone out of the screen range then got up. Suddenly he gasped as Buffy slowly sat down, her beautiful eyes on his.

            "Hey."

            "Buffy!" Angel literally could not believe his eyes. "Is it..Buffy? Is it really you?" Angel stammered and watched the familiar smile creep over her face.

            "Yeppers, still the same old Buffy. How are you Angel?" Her eyes checked him over.

            "How is it possible Buffy? It's been.." He stammered. Buffy nodded, "One hundred and fifty years, yep, I know."

            "What happened?" He asked, his world shaken to its very core. He felt Cordelia's presence behind him but didn't acknowledge her.

            "Well, I was sent after the demon at that hotel in Cleveland. I didn't find it but a drunken astronaut made a pass at me and when I punched him he made a wish. 'I wish you'd get sent to space and not be found for a hundred fifty years.' And then I woke up on the Enterprise, 150 years almost to the day." Buffy wound down and watched Angel absorb the information.

            "A vengeance demon." He sighed and watched Buffy nod, "Yeah, I'd really like to kick D'Hoffryn's ass. Imagine letting amateurs out to play like that?" She smiled at his chuckle.

            "What happened to everyone? I mean, I know about Dawn and Xander and about Willow but what about the rest?" She asked and Angel sifted through all of the memories of that time of their lives.

            "Giles restarted the watcher program but was killed in a bomb attack during the war. Xander and Dawn went into business with me, had a bunch of kids. A couple of their g-grandchildren work for me." He stopped and smiled, "Willow saved over a hundred thousand people with her magic and was rewarded posthumously." Buffy' eyes spilled over with tears, "Willow was always my hero, I'm glad she received an award to honor her."

            Angel watched silently as Buffy wiped her eyes, "Anyone else?" she asked and he smiled, "Your slayers are still around, fighting the good fight. The war took care of alot of the baddies but where there's evil there someone to fill in the gaps." Buffy nodded. "Can you do me a favor?" She asked quietly.

            "Anything for you Buffy." Was his heartfelt reply.

            Buffy nodded, "I need some pictures of everyone. Xander, Dawn, Giles, Willow, Dawnie's kids, the Slayers…." Her voice trailed off and he smiled. "As soon as possible."

            "Thanks Angel, look I have to go. Bye." And Buffy cut off the connection and broke down and cried. Hoshi wrapped her arms around her friend and let her cry for the loss of her family and friends, her old life, the confusion of her new life and everything in between.

            Angel sat in disbelief as the connection terminated. Cordelia moved around the desk to look into her husband's eyes, "She looks the same." She said quietly. Angel looked at his wife, her skin as flawless, her hair as dark as when she and Buffy had gone to high school those many years ago, "Yes, she does." Cordelia didn't say anything else, she knew Angel's heart would always be Buffy's, she had just hoped that Buffy wouldn't come back.