By: Tater

Title: Lost Without You

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the story idea itself.

Rating: PG13

Summery: This is about the episode that was shown last night. I have never been fond of Riley, and hate him - or really the whole idea of Buffy with Riley. Hell I hate the idea of her with anyone EXCEPT Angel. Anyways, I was not happy when Buffy ran after him thinking she loved him, so 'Instead of Buffy not letting Riley walk away, she goes after Angel'.

Author's Note: I am writing after seeing last night's ep of Buffy, because it makes me sick how she says she loves Riley. I have other stories as well, I would like it very much if you could R/R those. Oh, if you want more to this you must R/R good or bad. And please tell me a better title if you have one.

Chapter Two:

Angel POV:

I walk out of my office and see her standing there with Dawn and Spike. Why Spike? I wonder why is she here- with bags. Why didn't she call? I fight the urge to go and wrap her in my arms and to never let her go. She's with Riley now. There's nothing for us. I've begun noticed everytime it gets just a little bit eaier for us, something always sends us right back to each other. I'd said it was the PTB but they'd never allow it.

"Angel I need to talk to you." She looks upset and tired - worn.

She goes on to say Riley left her. How could he? Doesn't he see what he had? Then why did I leave? I am actually thrilled deep down he gone. He wasn't good enough for her. She says he was letting vampires drink from him, and she still loves me. She still wants me, and needs me.

"Buffy. I- nothing is the same. It's been too long. Things have changed. You've moved on." I say colder than I meant.

"No, I haven't Angel. I compare everyone to you. And no one even comes close. I never should have let you walk away. We can work through our differences."

She seems dead set on being with me, but I know it can never be. She deserves better.

"Buffy, if that's all. I would like you to leave."

She's too tempting. With what I can, I manage to walk away from her. Again.

" Dawn and I left our friends to come see you. They'll probably never speak to us again after last night."

"Thats your problem." I said harshly. Too harshly, I never meant to sound like I didn't care.

"Buffy," I hear Spike say. "Tell him."

Tell me what? Is she pregnant? Has she killed someone? Was she with Spike?

I see tears slide down her cheeks. Did I just make her cry? Or is it was she's going to say?

"I'll never forget." she whispers.

I stop, dead in my tracks do a double take. Did I hear her say those words. No, it was , she was refering to something else. But now I have to know.

"What? What did you say?"

My eyes filling with tears. Tears of hope that she remembers, and tears of fear she does. She shouldn't have to remember, or to know.

"I'll never forget Angel, I'll never forget. What we had, what we could have had."

"Oh god Buffy." I said now crying.

How could she remember? I rush to her. Dawn and Spike move away from her. She no longer needs them for her support. I'm her support.

"Never forget what, Spike?" Dawn asks her other favorite vampire.

Cordeila, who watched the entire thing steps in. "When your older Dawn."

"Oh come on. I'm about to be 16."

"How about," Spike says. "If Buffy says it's okay I'll tell ya."

"Alright."

Buffy's POV:

"Buffy, lets go some where we can talk." Angel suggests.

All I can do is nod.

We walk up the staires and into his room, but not before I look behind me at Dawn.

"We'll take care of her." I hear Cordeila say as Wesly walks in.

"Dawn! Why good to see you. Sp-Spike."

I smile.

Now we're at Angel's room.

"Nice." I say looking around. It has old art. Pretty much the room suites him. Dark, with fashionable art and a buddah.

"I- Thanks." He says with uncertainty.

Angel pulls me over to the bed. I think about what could be happening, but I know it won't. I have to keep from smiling. He sets me down.

Then he goes and gets a chair from the other side of the room, he sits in front of me.

Angel looks so beautiful. He runs his left hand through his hair and a ring gets caught in it. He pulls it out and I see its the claddugh ring. I lost mine long ago. I place it on the very spot I killed him. The very spot he came back to me. I placed it there to say I'd never fully move on. I'd love him forever, and forever I belonged to him dead or alive.

"I lost mine." I say.

"Wh-?" He seems confussed.

"The ring. After I came back from LA. I placed it on the spot where I sent you to... where I killed you. And after you came back I searched everywhere for it, and after you left I still couldn't find it."

"I have it." He says. I feel happy. I'm gald it isn't lost, but I wish I still had it.

"Angel..." I say before he can say anything, before anymore minutes pass us by "I love you. I always have and always will. No matter who I've been with, or what I've done. I don't care about your past. You're the one for me. I'll love you until the day I die, and so forth. When you left, you didn't leave me for the better. I was left to fight the darkness and monsters under the bed, alone. Everytime I was with Riley I thought about you. Now that he's gone, and I realize the truth I love you, and nothing can keep us apart. Have you noticed that everytime it seems to get easier on us something happens and we end up seeing each other? I mean is that not a sign?"

I am trying to convince him. And I hope it works, my happiness depends on it.

Angels POV:

She's trying to convince me of us being together, but she deserves better. Then again, she doesn't seem happy, and Cordy said when they talk she seems as though somethings missing. And when I'm with her I feel at ease, I feel at home. She's my salvation.

I look into her eyes.

"How do you remember?" I ask.

"How could I forget?" She asks and states. Kinda like someone would say.. 'Duh!'

"But they said-" I start, she cuts me off.

"Yeah they said I wouldn't remember, and the PTB have said we'd never love, that we'd be better off together, then apart. They can't make up their minds. Now I know, because I've grown, we all have destiny's and we should believe in destiny, but destiny is what we chose it to be - it's what we make of it. No I can't get out of being the slayer, but I can chose if I'm with the man I love."

I listen to her. Ha, and I thought I was right.

"I thought I had made the right decision."

"Thats why the PTB can't make up their minds, there are no right or wrong choices or desicions only the consequences of what we chose. You told me that once. Angel please. Can't you see we're nothing without each other? And I will not go back to Sunnydale and play their puppet. Please."

I've never really seen her beg for anything, and it seems like she is now. I know she's right. So we will go through the future together.

"Your right."

She throws her self in my arms. "I love you." she whispers. I whisper it back.

"Angel, we'll talk more once I've had some sleep. Can I crash somewhere?" She asks, but I want her where she is.

"Yeah, right where you are." I say smiling.

"Hold me."

I nod. Forever I will hold her, never again will she leave my arms.

Whose POV thats for you to decide:

The only certain thing about the future is uncertainty itself. And together we shall go through the uncertainy, and face what ever the world throws at us, not just as warriors, or friends, or because of destiny, but because we embrace all, and we are soulmates.