A/n: So I started writing this chapter after my History final. They give us an hour and a half and it only took me like a half-hour so I had the rest of the time to do whatever. Then I went to my Spanish final and wrote more after that. I tried writing it in Spanish but it didn't work. Well anyway, aren't you glad I have some inspiration now!

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Spend all your time waiting for that second chance

For the break that will make it ok

There's always some reason to feel not good enough

And it's hard at the end of the day

I need some distraction or a beautiful release

Memories seep from my veins

Let me be empty and weightless and maybe

I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of the Angel far away from here

From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear

You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent revelry

You're in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

After all the fighting, it should end so soon. I wanted a break, but not like this. I just wanted a normal existence for a while. One where demons, vampires and apocalypses weren't things I need to worry about. They were the subjects of sci-fi movies that I'd never watch. I wanted to worry about my grades, my clothes, and my boyfriend. I never wanted to be a slayer but I became one and now its over. I died at the hands of Buffy. I died in a foreign country without ever even telling my mom what I was. Will Ana or Giles tell her? Will she be angry? Will she be able to move on? Will Matt forget me and go for another? Will he never meet anyone again because of me? I have so many questions that I need answered.

Is this heaven? If it is, this is going to be a very long experience. There's nothing here, I can't even see myself. Wait, is this hell? Am I eternally doomed for using powerful forces? It's not my fault I had to lie and spend so much time in the dark, alone.

As Sami contemplated her future, a light appeared far away. It was barely noticeable at first but started to get bigger. Soon Sami was shielding her eyes from it. The brightness was blinding in the infinite dark. As the light drew closer, Sami realized it was a person, a creature of the light. There he was, a man dressed in white robes. He had a halo around his head and large white wings. The light seemed to radiate from his body. Sami gazed in awe at this beautiful creature.

"Be not afraid," he said, "I come to help you understand."

"Who are you?" Sami asked. She didn't want to listen to fancy, hard to understand statements that would only increase her confusion. She wanted straight out answers.

"I'm…" he stopped for a second. "…an angel. You have been sent to this place as a reward."

"Some kind of reward!" Sami retorted. "A whole lot of black. Wow, I'm so excited. See me jump for joy." Sami stated in her best monotone voice. She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. "What am I being rewarded for?"

"You have taken on the role of the Slayer very well. You were willing to give you're life in the fight. You are being rewarded for all the good you've done."

"First of all, were you even watching!?" Sami asked. "I wasn't exactly wanting to die. It wasn't even me fighting, well, it was but it wasn't. I still don't get that part yet. Secondly, somebody must have been on a really low budget when shopping for this reward. And lastly, all the good I've done? Yeah right. Like letting that guy do that thing and having Willow turn bad. Lots of good that was." Sami pointed out.

"Willow is no longer on the dark side." The angel exclaimed. Sami had to surpress a laugh at the 'dark side'. It was so Star Wars! "In fact, she did more good when she turned evil. Besides that wasn't your fault in the slightest. You couldn't have prevented it but it will make you stronger."

"So, my reward for the 'good deeds' is a dark room all by my self for eternity? Really, this is just too much, I can't accept it. It's the thought that counts really. I appreciate it but you just went way too much out of your way for me. I really can't accept this." Sami said sarcastically.

"This place is not your reward, I am." The man replied. Sami was startled and frankly discussed. She took a step back.

"I'm not like that, thanks. I have a…" She stopped for a moment and corrected herself. She'd never get used to that, past tense not present tense. "..had a boyfriend."

"I didn't think you'd recognize me. After all, you were far too young when it happened to have any memories with me." The angel smiled at the Slayer. So young, so smart yet so naïve, so strong, and yet so weak, so…absolutely perfect. He longed to hold her in her arms and let her cry. He longed to tell her what was happening but he knew that some of it she'd have to find out for herself. "I'm your father."

Tears welled in Sami's eyes. She was torn. Part of her, childish one, just wanted to run to him and hug him. She wanted to have her father kiss it and make it better like she'd never had a father to do when she was younger. The other part, the teenage angst in her that she'd been about to hide, wanted to hurt him like he'd hurt her and her mom. She knew in her heart she'd need a middle ground. "W-w-why? Why did y-y-you?"

"I had to." He said.

"It was because of me, wasn't it? It was because you had never wanted me to begin with." Sami cried and turned away. She was expecting him to deny it and try to make her feel better.

"Yes," he admitted. Sami just covered her mouth to stop the sound of the sob that was threatening to escape. "and no. It was because of you, but I always wanted to have you. You were my baby girl. I wanted to protect you, guide you, keep you safe. I would have done anything for you."

"So you killed yourself?" Sami turned around to face this man. Her face conveyed her confusion, hurt, and anger.

"I had to. Another angel came down. He was sent by God and he showed me. He showed me what you'd become. He showed me what would happen to you." The angel was slowly coming closer to Sami with each word.

"So, you saw I was going to be a Slayer and you couldn't deal with it and you killed yourself." Sami replied. "Way to deal. I thought I was having trouble with it still but at least I could live with it. I didn't go and kill myself to get out of it."

"No," another male voice said from behind her. Sami spun around. There was a couple dressed in white as well. The man had unruly black hair. Next to him was a woman with red hair and shockingly green eyes. "I was the angel. I showed him that in your future, it would be his series of mistakes that would cause you to be tortured and killed."

This time the woman spoke up. "God also had a greater plan for your father. He needed him here so God took him. We had to do all the clean up of making it look like suicide. If the police had done an autopsy, they wouldn't have found any drugs or alcohol." She confessed.

"Way too much!" Sami cried putting her hand to her head. She could have sworn it was about it explode. The angel wished to hug her and make the pain go away but he didn't. There was a silence in the air. "So," Sami said slowly pulling herself together, "You didn't kill yourself."

"Yes." Sami's father replied. A sigh of relief passed through Sami. She didn't want to leave this place anymore. She wanted to stay with her dad. She wouldn't be denied this time. She wouldn't be the only kid on the face of the world who had never remembered her dad. She needed memories with him. She reached over and hugged him. Her tears of joy flooded his white robe. He placed his arms around her. Sami had never felt better than she did right now. She could have stood there for ever with her father. It did feel like forever. They ended up sitting down and talking. Just talking about absolutely nothing and everything at the same time. He knew everything that had happened to her but he let her tell him. Meanwhile, the couple just stood listening.

"Music is my life. If I didn't have music, I'd die." Sami said, she had completely forgotten that she was dead.

"Who's your favorite?"

"My favorite? Wow that's hard. I like Dream Street. I like a lot of people. Lately I've been getting into Sarah Mclachlan though. Her songs have powerful meanings and I can relate to them in a way." Sami answered.

"You know, in a way, you remind me of her one song. Oh what is it called? Building a Mystery. That's how the outside world will always see you." He stated placing a hand on the girl's cheek. She smiled at him and made up her mind, Building a Mystery is now and forever her favorite song ever. They talked a little more about life in general.

"So, you live in heaven now?" Sami asked.

"Yes."

"What's it like?" She asked again. She'd always made up her own versions of heaven in her head.

"Want to see?" He smiled. Sami shook her head. "Hold on to my hand." Sami grabbed on tight, a little too tight with her extra strength but her dad didn't mind. The two seemed to glide to a doorway. Sami had no clue how far they'd gone but that was the farthest thing in her mind. Her dad opened the door and all Sami could see was white. She hesitated. "Go on, don't be afraid. I'll be right behind you."

Sami took a step in. There was a long twisting staircase leading upwards. She chuckled. "Stairway to Heaven. Guess Led Zeppelin was right." She said and realized that she was talking to herself. The door she'd come through was gone so the only choice she had was up. She climbed the stairs for what seemed an eternity in itself. She finally reached the top which open into heaven and it was beautiful. It was everything she'd imaged and more. It looked like earth actually. The sun was shining bright but not too bright, the air was warm but not too warm. Everyone were getting along. It was perfect.

"You like it?" Her dad asked as he appeared next to her.

"It's beautiful." Sami exclaimed.

"There are many other parts as well. It can be anything you want it to be. Everyone has different heavens." He explained. Sami took in the scene with deep breaths. She wanted to smell the aroma. She needed to get used to it all because she'd be stay there for a while. At least that's what she thought. "Are you ready?" Sami's father asked.

"Ready for what?" Sami questioned.

"The rest of your life." The woman appeared with the other man on the other side of Sami.

"What do you mean?" Sami asked again. She was very confused.

"It's time to go home dear." The woman stated gently. Then she understood what confused Sami. "It's not your time to be here yet. You haven't died." She smiled.

"Oh, what?" Sami said and laughed at herself. She was hopeless at understanding it all.

"You've just been her as a visitor. God felt you deserved the truth. You still have a long life ahead of you." Her father patted her shoulder and beamed proudly.

"I have one more question, why do you look so familiar?" Sami asked the other man. He chuckled a bit.

"I'm James Potter. Harry's dad."

"Oh," Sami said.

"Will you tell him that we said hello. Tell him that life will be fine and that we're proud of him and that we miss him." Harry's mother asked.

"Of course. I know he misses you both very much." Sami smiled.

"Thank you." Mrs. Potter replied.

As soon as Sami had been taken into the black she was taken again.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

The hospital wing was crowded once more with wounded people and visitors. There Matt sat next to Sami's bed and held her hand. He'd been crying for hours and had finally drifted into dream land. His head was laid next to his and Sami's hand. He'd almost given up hope as had all of the other people. Madam Pomfrey had done everything she could be Sami just hadn't woken yet. He dreamed of the night. It was a nightmare to him. He woke with a start after Buffy had stabbed Sami for the millionth time in his mind. He thought it had been the dream that had woken him. He soon realized it had been Sami's gasp that had woken him. Her eyes were wide open and she was sitting up.

"Sami!" Matt exclaimed joyfully and wrapped his arms around the girl's neck.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

a/n: What do you think? Really please REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! My last one was in like April so please review. By the way, that's not my song again, it's called Angel by Sarah Mclachlan. I'll leave you be.