Author's Note: I wrote the first few paragraphs before but I've added to it and made some revisions. This takes place in LA and Sunnydale and a lot has changed since Angel was last in Sunnydale. This is my first story so I hope you enjoy. And to the creators of Buffy and Angel, thanks for a great series. These characters are 100% yours. And please review so I know what I need to work on. Thanks!

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Angel awoke with a start and looked at the ceiling. It was the third time this week that he had had that dream. The one where he is following a scream down the dark halls of his office. Buffy's scream. The thing that scared him the most is that he never got there in time to help her or to see what was wrong. Outside, thunder clashed loudly just as the sun was setting.

He jumped out of bed and got dressed. He then proceeded to go downstairs where Cordelia Chase, his secretary was waiting.

"Took you long enough." She started. " Do you know how long I've been waiting here? You wanted me to come early and I do. But where were you?" She stopped when she saw the look on his face. "Angel?"

It wasn't like him to sit there while she complained. And boy did she complain. But Angel had known her from Sunnydale, where they used to live. Where he met Buffy.

Buffy Summers was a stunning creature. She was tall, blond, and had a heart of gold. She was also the Slayer. The one girl chosen who had the power to defeat the forces of darkness. Living in Sunnydale provided her with more than enough opportunity to practice her skills seeing how it was the opening of the Hellmouth, the source of all evil and as it's name suggests, the opening of hell. While living in Sunnydale, Angel and Buffy, along with the members of the Scooby Gang, that at one point included Cordelia, worked together to stop evil.

Unlike the members of the Scooby Gang, Angel was unique. He was a vampire with a soul. He had committed many acts of horror as Angelus but the final straw came when he murdered a gypsy. Her clan punished him by giving him a soul. By giving him emotions and leaving him with the guilt of his past actions. He knew the members of the gang didn't trust him 100 percent but Buffy had. She trusted him with her life.

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The two had a dangerous relationship in the sense that their love for each other always seemed to lead to bad judgment.. because they always put each other first. And of course there was that time where he and Buffy made love only to have his taken away and the evil Angelus released. Buffy then had to make the heartbreaking choice of sending him to hell or letting him terrorize her friends and what was left of her family. His love for her was the only reason why he was here today because it was her and the Scooby Gang that found a way to give him back his soul. But that was several months ago. Seven to be exact. Seven months ago he left Sunnydale without looking back. Left Buffy. But he kept telling himself that it was for her good and that him staying would only cause her pain. But he knew it wasn't true. He just used that as an excuse because he was afraid of what their love for each other would lead to.

"Angel?" Cordelia's voice broke into his thoughts. " I said are you ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine." He answered.

She stared at him. " Are you sure because we can always close up shop for the day. I mean I'm sure all the helpless souls of LA will understand that your too tired or what ever the hell is wrong with you."

" I said I was fine." he shouted.

"Ok jeez just trying to be helpful."

" I know Cordy but I've got a lot on my mind now."

" Buffy?", she asked quietly.

" I never said that." Why was he denying it even though it was true?

" You don't have to. I can see it in your eyes. You miss her. And she misses you too. You have to know that."

Angel stared at her in shock.

" I know, I know. I may not be the biggest Buffy fan but what you guys have is real.not that many people have that." she started. "And for you to run away from your feelings is just pointless and will do you guys absolutely no good."

Just then the phone rang.

" Hello.Angel Inc.", she stopped and handed the phone to Angel. "It's for you."

"Hello?"

" Angel? It's me Buffy."

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It took a while for him to answer.

" Angel are you there?" the voice on the other end said.

" Buffy?"

" Yeah..it's me. And I need your help."

" What is it?"

" Something's come up. Something we've never dealt with before. And we could really use you on this one."

" What exactly are we talking about?"

" I'll fill you in as soon as you get here."

" Ok, I'll meet you at the Bronze."

" Ok. And Angel .."she paused.

" Yeah?"

" I've missed you." Her voice came out shaky and she hung up.

Angel stared at the phone and said to the dial tone, " I miss you too."

There was a moment of silence before Cordelia broke in.

" Aha!" Cordelia exclaimed. " I knew it all along!"

" Knew what?", he asked nonchalantly.

" Oh stop with your male ego Angel. A blind man could see how much you love her. So go. I can take of things here."

Angel was hesitant. Cordelia wasn't the most reliable person.

" Angel I know that I'm not the most reliable person but I can have a heart and a mind when I need to. I'm not all beauty without brains you now. Jeez. Give me some credit."

It was almost as if she was reading his mind.

" All right I'll go. But just to check up on things and give my help if it's needed. Are you sure you can handle things while I'm gone?"

" Angel you act as if I'm saving someone's life while your gone." She paused for a moment. "Wait, maybe I am." She shook her head. " Forget that last part. Would you just go already?" she said pushing him out the door.

Angel could only watch as she slammed the door behind him. A part of him was scared as hell at what laid before him but the other part was full of happiness that he would see the woman and life he left behind once again. And with those feelings he started on to Sunnydale and the woman he loved not realizing what lay ahead of him.