Hey guys!!! Thank you to everyone for all the lovely feedback.....well here's chapter 3.....thank you truly to everyone who's reading..... Sorry guys but it's not saving any of my timeline breaks so I guess I'm going to have to tell you because its going to start going back and forth a lot for awhile... stuff in the past is going to be labeled before the stuff now is going to be labeled after....

Before:

She was supposed to be there, he was sure he heard her say that she was going to the Bronze that night. OK so maybe she had been on the phone in the kitchen at the time and not talking to him, but he was pretty sure. It was ridiculous he had no business being at the club at all, yes sometimes the college kids would come and hang around dance and such but none of them came because they were falling for their 16 year old tuturee.

That's why he was there, he wanted to see Buffy. Angel was standing on the fringe of the room in perfect view of the door just waiting for the little blonde to make an appearance. He was dressed in a pair of black jeans and a blue silk shirt that he wore un-tucked to give him a more casual look.

He had been tutoring Buffy for almost three weeks and her grades had improved immensely, and they got along really well. An easiness surrounded them that neither really knew where it came from. In fact now he was helping her with her final project a 5 page research paper on the Mayor. So far they had been able to pool a lot of resources and a secretary at the Mayor's office said he might even have time to give her an interview.

Angel didn't want to think about school work right then he wanted to think about the little blonde who had just walked into the club. As fast as that little feeling of joy invaded his heart it fell the moment he saw her blonde jock boyfriend follow behind her. Riley Finn, seemed like a nice enough guy, but there was just something about his completely wholesome attitude that bugged Angel. If Angel had to pick out the male half of the great all-American couple he would have picked Finn, he was just too sunny.

Angel stepped away from the wall, and deeper into the shadows as he circled the small dark club, he watched as Buffy and Riley joined a table with another annoyingly perfect High School jock and Buffy's friend Cordelia. Deciding he didn't want to indulge his now stalker like tendencies, he was beginning to scare himself, he stepped towards the exit. He was almost through the door when he felt a small hand on his arm.

"Angel?" He turned his head towards the voice he instantly recognized, "Wow, it is you." Buffy stated once she got a look at his face. It made sense he was there she could almost swear she felt something inside her turn on every time whenever he was around. She looked up into eyes becoming mesmerized for a moment as he smiled down at her, then his eyes turned to her hand on his arm.

"Oh well it's nice to see you here." She said removing her hand. "I mean this place doesn't really seem like your scene." He let out a small chuckle before looking at her again.

"And what exactly do you think my scene is?" he asked with a twinkle in his eyes. Watching her blush slightly realizing what she had said could be found insulting. "It's OK, I really am more of a book person but I do leave the library every once and awhile." He teased her, she smiled back up at him.

"Well I had better get back to my friends it was really nice to see you Angel." Buffy said in truth she had forgotten her friends were even there, it wasn't until she saw Riley stand up to look for her that she remembered them. Truth was when Angel was around she sometimes felt like the lights dimmed everywhere and there was just him. The real truth that she wouldn't even admit to herself was that she was falling head over heals in love with him.

"Yeah I was just on my way out anyway, it was nice to see you too Buffy." Angel said stepping out the door storing the memory of her blush and the feeling of her hand on his arm.

After:

"How are we going to be safer in California than we were on the other side of country?" Buffy asked Angel from her seat across from him on the train. They had left the Boston apartment less than six hours earlier and were now on the train headed for the coast. Buffy didn't now how she felt about going to the sun shine state, it seemed too dangerous.

"If he can find us in Boston, he can find us anywhere; personally I was getting sick of the cold and thought it would be a nice change of climate. Besides we're going to LA not Sunnydale." Angel stretched his legs out so they were resting on the seat next to Buffy, he knew she was scared, he knew it because he was too.

"Oh," she said softly.

"Besides I'm sick of this shit," he looked into her eyes. "I mean our lives don't have to be this way, we did nothing wrong." She looked directly back into his eyes, "We were in the wrong place at the wrong time and now were paying for it." His voice softened. "The people we loved shouldn't have had to pay because of that, we shouldn't have to pay because of it. That's why were going back, we're going to figure out how to take him down."

"Angel he's the Mayor, and he has connections everywhere, how are we going to stop him?" She said harshly. She wanted to believe Angel that they could go back to having normal lives, but she didn't want to get her hopes up. So that meant squashing his.

"We're going to get him the same we got ourselves involved in this whole mess, we're going to do a little research." He smiled at her, "And I know just the man to help us."