A/N Okay so the Song 'PS this is Austin' is by Blake Shelton and I just thought it was time I did a Buffy and Angel fic again.

He left without leaving a number.

Said he needed to clear his mind.

She figured he'd gone back to L.A.

Cause he talked about it all the time

It was almost four years before he called her up

Three rings and an answering machine is what he got

If you're calling about that vamp I dusted him

If this is Tuesday night, I'm Bronzing

If you've got a problem

You've got the wrong phone

Just call Giles

If it's anything else, wait for the tone

You know what to do

PS If this is Angel, I still Love You

The telephone fell to the counter

He heard, but he couldn't believe

What kind of girl would hang on that long?

What kind of love must that be?

He waited three days and then tried again

He didn't know what he'd say

But he heard three rings and then

If it's Friday night, I'm demon hunting

And first thing Saturday if nothing else interfears

I'm dealing with an apocalypse and

I'll be busy all weekend long

But, I'll call you back when

I get home Sunday afternoon

PS If this is Angel, I still Love You

This time he left his number

And not another word

He waited by the phone on Sunday evening

And this is what she heard

If you're calling about my heart

It's still yours

I should've listened to it a little more

Then, it wouldn't have taken me so long

To know where I belong

And by the way girl,

This is no machine you're talking to

Can't you tell, this is Angel

And I Still Love You