Epilogue
It had been 5 weeks since the night Angel & Co. had helped Buffy and her team. Also 5 weeks since they had helped her fake her own death, and Angel wasn't taking it very well. A week after, Angel had contacted Willow in Sunnydale to 'tell' her that they had confirmed Buffy's death. Two weeks after that, Angel had brought a fake body to Sunnydale for them to bury. None of this had been easy for Angel or the others.
"Boss?" Angel looked up as Harmony called his name from her desk as he walked to his office.
"What is it Harm?"
"Remember you hired a young woman from Spain to be your personal assistant?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, she's here. Waiting in your office."
"Thanks." Angel walked into his office, feeling as though he'd rather be anywhere else at the moment. When he looked up, he saw a petite brunette looking out the large windows of his office. "I sorry, I don't remember your name."
"Funny." Angel froze, it couldn't be. The brunette turned, her emerald eyes gleaming. "Cause I always thought it was an easy name to remember.
Angel walked towards her, not believing his own eyes. "It can't be."
"Why not? And if you say, it's cause I'm dead, I swear I'll kill you."
Angel reached the woman, bent down and kissed her softly. When he broke away form her, smiling. "Don't ever leave again."
"And what if I do?"
"Then I'll have to kill you."
"I'd like to see you try."
"I love you."
"I love you."
Suddenly, Angel and the woman turned smiled as the others entered the room, mouths on the floor. Wesley uttered one disbelieving word.
"Buffy."
END