Buffy's POV

Love, it makes you do the wacky. And well I did a major 'wacky'. My secret, oh yes, my grand secret that I was supposed to tell Angel today on my twentieth birthday.

He was so sick, on his death bed really. The only thing that could save him was me, the blood of a slayer. Yes, I knew Faith is a slayer too, but I knew as soon as they told me that I was the one he was going to take. As I watched Faith fall to her supposed death it all just clicked, I needed help.

Most would argue that I didn't know who the PTB were, well then most failed to see how often I hit Giles' books. In just about every one of them they mentioned them in one way or another, after a while I put two and two together and realized they pretty much ruled this plane. Hey I'm blond but I'm not oblivious.

So I went to willies bar and got my information, quickly, Angel wasn't exactly vacationing in his death bed.

And when I arrived I can't say they were surprised to see me…

"Welcome warrior, did you bring us a gift?" The Male asked the stricter of the two blue beings.

"Gift, gift?! You should feel lucky that I didn't bring you the gift of death!" I screamed. I was running against the clock, I was a little emotional.

"How dare-"

"Brother, lets listen to our little slayer, she did come with a purpose, did you not?" The Female asked. I always will like her.

"Yes, Angel is dieing and I want to make sure that if I give him my blood that it will heal him." I paused. "And I believe I am past due for a gift of my own."

"You, a lower being, demand a gift?!" The Male shouted

"Go on…Oh and the blood will work." The Female said while shushing her brother. Yeah I really like her.

"I want his soul bound. You and I both know that Angelus isn't playing on our side, another appearance by him could be devastating. The reason being is I refuse to fight and/or kill him again. It just wont happen." I stated firmly

The both looked grave, for a minute I was afraid they were going to throw me out. Then they stepped forward.

" Yes we both know this, but this gift doesn't come without a consequence." The Male said.

"Yes a big consequence, there are certain, terms, you must agree to before we even decide to grant you this large gift." The Female said.

"Whatever they are I agree." I said without a second breath.

"Wait there lower being, we must warn you they are great, and could be harmful to your life if the circumstances are in place." The Male said.

"Alright you have my attention glowy one." Yup I still was a witty bitch.

"When binding his soul you must do it through your life's essence. Your blood will anchor his soul and you life to him." The Female paused. "You will no longer be mortal because for this gift you must give us a gift in return."

"Yes you will be in our services indefinitely; you will be our Immortal Slayer Champion, an eternal slayer. You will watch your friends and family die and you will live on." The Male stated.

I paused, well this was a biggie. I would be the last slayer, the one girl in all the world chosen to save humanity…forever.

"And as I have already said, you will be bound to him. You must not strain this connection or your life will quickly deteriorate and you will perish."

And this is where I nearly fell down. Angel and I would be bound to each other, as in my life depending on his proximity. This was big because he had dumped me in the gawd damn sewer not a week ago. But this was for him, I could survive right?

"I accept" That's when they hit me with a glowing ball of light. And then I was outside the mansion.

He drank the blood after some persuading and he got better. We fought the mayor and his Ascension and won and I didn't tell him. He left not knowing.

Why didn't I tell him?

That's 64 million dollar question. The reason behind this apparent madness is because I wanted him to stay because he wanted to. Not because he owed me or felt that the only reason I got his soul was a last ditch effort to make him bound to me so therefore bound to stay in Sunnydale.

So I watched him walk away from the fight, walk away from me, and walk away from us. While all the while I held his secret.

I swore to keep it until I would notice the deterioration. Until I thought he had spent enough time away and then I would drag his sorry ass back here to be together again.

Well he's moved on, with Cordelia no less. So I'll wait, possibly die, sorry powers but you drew a wild card.

And Spike lays me, here with my 'family'. Oh I don't hate them for once being my enemies, every family has some kind of dysfunction, we all kind of came together after Angel left. They explained to me what he had done. Marked me as his mate, weird huh? And he still left, the bastard. Since then all three of us have become closer, Dru calls me mummy and Spike I can feel follow me when I slay.

I can feel Spike's intense glare over my form and Dru's cool cloth cleaning my wounds. They are speaking unspoken words when I realize it. They know, they have known, my secret. I nearly flinch when I hear it and want to scream out 'no' when she finally verbally says what Spike needs to do but the blackness takes over before I can speak.

"You have to bring him back"