Chapter 2
Late one evening, Willow heard a knock at the door as she was about to go to bed. She went to the door and opened it. A tall handsome man stood there, and said, "Excuse me, miss. My name is Angel. May I have a room for the night? I would need to sleep until tomorrow evening, if that's all right."
Before Willow invited him to come in, she asked hopefully, "Are you a vampire... a real vampire?"
Angel looked very shocked, but quietly answered her question. "Yes, I am a vampire. I have a soul and I would never hurt you, but I understand if you don't want me to stay."
"You can stay... Please come in," said Willow. She thought, 'If he's a vampire, he's a handsome one,' and she blushed, hoping that Angel couldn't read her mind. Angel looked at her curiously and wondered why her heartbeat had gotten faster, but he said good-night and went into his room.
Angel tossed and turned, rubbed and scratched... until the next evening...
When evening came, Angel came out of his bedroom and he yawned mightily. "Pardon me," he said. "I didn't sleep. I think I'm allergic to something in the bed. I'm itchy all over."
"You are a real vampire!" Willow cried. "I put garlic under the mattress to help me find a real vampire, and here you are," she said, her green eyes sparkling like emeralds.
"Why would you want to meet a vampire?" asked Angel, greatly puzzled. "Vampires are horrible monsters."
"You aren't a monster!" cried Willow. "You're very nice and very handsome." She blushed, realizing what she had said.
Angel grinned, thinking that he had found a treasure in this fiery redhead. "I run Angel Investigations in L.A. We try to help the helpless. Would you like to come and help me?"
Willow said yes. She sold her bed and breakfast to Giles, and she and Angel left for L.A.
Angel and Willow soon married and the Powers That Be made Willow immortal so Angel would never have to be alone again...
-The End-