Chapter Thirteen

Buffy woke up earlier then she wanted to. She rolled over and opened her eyes, to find that Angel wasn't there. For a minute she thought she had been dreaming everything. With a panic, she jumped out of bed and ran out of her room. Hoping to find him. When she was about to go down stairs, she heard someone call her name from behind. She stopped and turned around. Standing there, with a towel wrapped around him, water dripping down his chest from his hair. Buffy sat down on the steps and started crying.

Angel looked down at her confused. He hoped that he didn't do anything wrong. He walked over to her and pulled her into his arms. "Love, what's wrong?" He asked, as he whipped the tears off her face.

"I thought I was dreaming everything. When I woke up you weren't there. And...and I thought it was all a dream," She cried.

"You were still sleeping when I got up. I didn't want to disturb you, so I went to take a shower," He told her. "I'm right here now."

Angel picked her up and carried her back to the room. He gently sat her down on the bed.

"Buffy are you sure you're alright?" He asked, as he placed his finger under her chin, and lifted her head. Their eyes meeting. He whipped her fallen tears away.

"Yeah. I'm fine. For a minute, I thought that I was dreaming again, and you weren't really here," She said, as a few more tears rolled down her cheek. "I just got a little freaked, that's all."

"Okay, if you're sure," He said, kissing her on the nose.

Buffy looked down and noticed that he only had a towel on. She smiled to herself as an idea popped in her mind. Angel got up to get dressed. When he stood, he felt a cold draft. He looked down and noticed that his towel was missing. He turned to look at Buffy, who was turning a dark shade of red. She had the towel in her hands.

"Oops...Did I do that?" She asked, as she began to giggle. He walked up to her and tackled her down on the bed. An uncontrollable laughter took Buffy over.

"You wait woman. Pay backs are always a bitch," He said, as he kissed her, grabbed the towel away from Buffy and stood up. He wrapped it around his waist again.

Buffy laid on the bed laughing. Trying hard not to. But when she would look at him, she'd start again.

Angel got dressed, with Buffy watching every move he made. He looked at her and smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too," She said, as her heart melted. She had never loved anyone as much as she loved Angel. He completed her in so many ways. And she was glad that he was apart of her life again. And this time, she wasn't going to let him slip away from her.

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It was nearly dark outside. Buffy and Angel were in the living room, watching TV, when the phone rang. Buffy reached over and picked up the phone.

"Hello?" She asked, not taking her eyes off the TV.

"Is Angel there?" The woman asked.

"Cordy? That you?" Buffy asked, surprised to hear her voice.

"Hey Buffy, how you been?" Cordelia asked.

"All right. Yourself?"

"Good. The visions sometimes get the best of me. They are a bitch to deal with."

"I bet. Here's Angel," She said, handing the phone to him.

"Hello?" He asked.

"Hey, just calling to see when you were coming home," Cordelia said.

"Tonight. Tell Wesley that we all need to talk when I arrive," He told her.

"Okay. I will do that. See you when you get here," She said.

"Bye," Angel said, hanging up the phone.

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Buffy had said her goodbyes to everyone, as Angel waited in the car. "I'll be back Sunday, the latest," She told Giles. She gave Dawn a hug.

"You be good while I'm gone. I don't want to come home and Giles, tell me that you've been a brat," She told Dawn. Dawn just smiled.

"See you guys. And when you go out and patrol, please be careful," She said, to the Scooby's.

She walked to the car and got in. Angel started his car and pulled away.