Epilogue
"I can't believe she's really gone." Willow stood with Oz, Cordy, Anya, and Faith a little ways away from the edge of the cliff. Giles, Michaela, Wesley, Gunn, Lorne, and Fred stood across from them talking to Buffy's and Liam's families. Buffy's funeral was being held on a cliff that over looked the ocean. They planned to scatter Buffy's ashes in the wind, to free her.
"Look at them." Faith motioned to the group of four men standing around a small silver urn. "The men who loved Buffy, united in their grief." Liam stood holding Elizabeth, Angel beside him, next was Spike, and finally Xander.
"Your daughter's very beautiful." Angel looked at Liam, who held Elizabeth wrapped in a white fuzzy blanket. "Just like her mother."
"It isn't right." They all looked at Xander. "Elizabeth shouldn't have to go without her mother."
"Xander's right." Spike's face was streaked with tears. "There ahs to be some way..."
"Even if there was, it wouldn't be fair to Buffy." The others looked at Liam who looked out at the sunset.
"Elizabeth will know about Buffy. There are a lot of people who will make sure she does." Angel followed Liam's gaze out to the sunset.
"Even if there weren't..." Liam hugged Elizabeth a little tighter, as Buffy's father emptied the urn into the wind, all of the onlookers crying. "Elizabeth would know. She does know."
THE END!