Disclaimer: apparently I need to say that I don't own these characters so, sorry Joss and that David guy, I'm just borrowing them for a while. But anyway you've given up on them now haven't you, you nasty bastards.....
This is my first posted story on fanfic so I hope you all like it, and please review it so I know if you like it and whether to write anymore!
Chapter 1
The rubble surrounded them, the building was a crumbling mess. Buffy and the gang began to slowly lift themselves off the floor and look around themselves.
'The portal's gone,' Buffy sighed with relief, body aching.
'Thank god,' said willow.
Buffy walked across the floor and under the archway which had once been a solid wall. Willow and Xander began to follow but stopped to help Giles up. Angel rose from the corner of the room and slowly shook the dust off his jacket, passing a bruised Faith on his way out towards Buffy.
'we should probably make sure it's closed for good,' said Willow, 'we don't want to be woken up by that thing in the middle of the night.'
' yeah, whatever. You do that red,' replied Faith, stretching her arms above her head.
' willow's right you know, we don't want Big Bad to come back,' cautioned Spike.
Willow sat in the centre of the room, and began chanting. The room glowed for a moment and then stopped.
'we're good,' she said.
Buffy stood in the next room, staring at the ruins behind her. Angel came and draped his arms over her shoulders. He whispered comforting words into her ear. She turned around to face him, glad he had come to help with this one.
'It was probably a good thing you were in LA this week, I'm not sure I could have managed without you.'
'I'm always here whenever you need me. I'm only a phone call away.'
'But you're always in a different town, I never know where you are.'
'When you decide you want me to stay, I'll stay,' Angel replied in his soft cryptic way.
Buffy walked towards the opening in the wall, and stepped outside, glad to get rid of the dust clogging her lungs. Without thinking, Angel followed her.
They stood side by side, looking at the world around, so thankful that they had saved it yet again.
Suddenly Buffy noticed something was wrong. She turned to face Angel and realised what it was. Moving slowly towards him, she placed her hand on his chest.
The bright sunshine shone down on them as she felt the heart beating beneath her hand.
'Angel, you're alive,' she breathed.