Chapter Nine

"Miss me?" She barely said, above a whisper.

"There I said it. Now that wasn't so bad," He said, letting out a big sigh. He did feel better. He looked at her. Her expression made him begin to worry. Worry that he shouldn't have said anything. "I knew I shouldn't have said it."

"No. No. I'm just...well, taken by surprise," She told him.

Their eyes met again. A warm tingly feeling ran through her body, as she looked deep into his soft brown eyes. All thoughts disappeared in her mind, as she brought a hand up to his cheek and lightly caressed it. Angel leaned forward, inches away from kissing her. A strong force held them there.

Angel brushed away her hair, from her face. She closed her eyes, as she felt his touch. Before they knew what was happening, Angel leaned in and kissed her, softly. Mixed emotions ran through both of them.

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Buffy finally pulled away, breathless. "Wow." Was all she could say.

Angel looked away. He knew that he shouldn't have done that. But he just couldn't control himself. "Sorry, I shouldn't have kissed you."

"I'm not complaining. It was amazing," She told him. "No regrets. I'm glad that you did." She reached out and touched his hand.

He looked up at her and smiled.

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They sat there for a few minutes in silences, taking in what had just happened. Buffy couldn't get the words that he missed her out of her head. They played over and over.

"I miss you too Angel," She finally said. "I miss you so much."

Angel looked up. He couldn't help but smile to himself. She did miss him as much as he misses her.

"You know, when I left, I thought I was doing the right thing. Leave you and let you have a normal life. But I never imagine that it would be so hard to live without you apart of my life," He said, softly. "But now, I realize that I made a mistake. Letting you go."

She sat there as she listened to him. Tears slowly making their way down her cheeks. The night of when he left played through her mind.

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After they had beaten the mayor, she looked around everywhere for him. Hoping and praying that he had made it out. She had run into Xander. He had told her, he made it. A big relief was lifted off her shoulders. But she wanted to see him. To say her good bye. She looked and looked, but he was nowhere near to be found. Then she felt him. She turned and there he stood off in the distance.

They stood there for a few minutes and with that, he turned and left. Walking out of her life. What they once had, was now gone.