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AN: Thanks for the reviews – Hope you enjoy this chapter. Sorry for the short Chapter

Buffy:

What am I supposed to tell him...I want to tell him the truth but I am going to hurt everyone?  More importantly I will be hurting myself.  I don't want to go there.  Not when Angel is so close to me.  So close. I don't even realize when I am standing in between his extended arms.  He is there waiting for me to make the first move and I do.  I reach towards his shirt and pull him even closer to me and without thinking twice about it I bury my face in his shirt and wait.  I wait for just a few minutes before I feel him close his arms around me.  Embracing me in the cocoon of his arms just like we used to do in the mansion when I needed a refuge, I let a sigh escape my lips just right before I let the tears flow.  "Why do we have to end this way?" I keep asking myself as the question he had asked me lingers in the air.

 "I can't tell you, Angel. I can't" I whisper in his shirt. I am not sure if he can hear me, but I feel his embrace tighten around me and I close my eyes thinking that this feels like heaven just being there taking comfort in him.  

Willow:

Cordelia, Fred and Wesley just came out of the office again.  I think they heard Buffy and Angel fighting upstairs.  Cordelia wanted to go upstairs but Fred had told her it would be best to give them some time alone.  That maybe Angel might find out what happened.  I saw her give me a look.  I am still sitting on the couch with Dawnie who is now asleep from crying.  The Teenage girl had gotten really emotional with Cordelia over Buffy and that had exhausted the child.

Everyone is a little on edge.  I watch Xander approach Cordelia and they exchange a few words.  I hope that he is telling her off but I am mistaken because in the end they seem to hug.  Xander comes to sit next to me.

"How's Cordelia?" I ask just to make conversation.  Regardless of what Buffy told us I can't help feeling upset towards the brunette.  I was upset that she didn't tell us that Lorne had called about her. I can't help think that maybe if she had given Angel the message, Buffy would not have been in the hospital. She could have...

"Willow, Cordy didn't want to hurt anyone.  She is sorry for what happened. You know that right?  Hearing Xander sitting next to me defending her made even more upset. 

"I know" I lied.  I don't know. I let my hands run through Dawns on my lap. 

"We should probable take her to her room" I say changing the subject.  Right now Cordelia is not my favorite person in the world.  And Xander justifying her action would put her in my most hated person list again.

"Let me take her" volunteered Connor. I smiled at the young man as he bent and picked up the teenage girl. She whispered something and put her arms around him.  I watch them disappear upstairs.  It was around that time that I noticed that the yelling upstairs had stopped. 

I guess everyone had heard them stop as well.  I could not help looking at Cordelia again. Her face had turned livid as soon as they had stopped. 

"I am going upstairs and you better not try to stop me.  My fiancé is upstairs and I am going to see if they need anything" she told everyone going up the stairs two by two.

"You want to make sure that Angel is still yours." I think. 

Cordelia:

It's been too long since I have heard noise coming from the room.  As I approached the door to the room that I share with Angel, I keep wondering what I will find behind those doors.  Two scenarios play in my head as I have my hand on the door knob.  They could be in the throws of passion when I open that door or she could be sobbing on his ashes. With Buffy you never knew.  Either way I would not let that woman still her man.

I opened the door without knocking and went straight to the room.  And found Buffy in Angel's arms.  Angel was sitting on the bed and she was on his lap, her head buried in his shirt. Angel was trying to console her by whispering something to her.  I tried to make out what he was saying but it didn't seem to be English at all. They had not notice that they were not alone. Seeing them like t his made me feel worse than if I had seen them in midst of passion at that moment.  I was a tender moment between them and I was intruding.

I just stood there studying their body language with each other. She was so small next to him, so fragile as if she could break in two if he wanted to do that to her. He was being her support figure.  He wasn't that for me.  It was always the other way around for us. I was his support. I couldn't help a little jealousy that he seemed to be acting with her in a much different way that he was with me.

I am not sure of how long I was standing there watching them. But it felt like an eternity of pain to me.  There was something about the way that they were with each other that I knew that Angel and I would never achieve.   That knowledge made me hurt.  I know that I was there when their love had started but I had rarely been around when they were actually together without being in battle.  I felt as if I was intruding in the most intimate moment of the couple just by watching him comfort her.  I had to do something. I had to, or I would loose him.  Maybe you have already lost him said a voice in my head. 

"Angel!" I called out in a small voice.  I saw his face snap back up and look at me. He stare seems to look right through me.  He is looking behind me. I turn to see what seems to have captured his attention when I notice that I had someone behind me.

"Lorne?" I ask the Host.

"I need to talk to you Angelcakes.  It's about the three of you..."

TBC