Part 2

The next night, Angel paced around the graveyard, hoping to run into Buffy. It was nearly 10, and she should be out doing her duty. He thought of going to her house, but he didn't have the courage to knock on her door. He rested up against a tree and waited.

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Buffy slowly walked to the graveyard. She got the news from Giles, that there was a fresh grave put in, that was related to vampires. Her thoughts weren't on slaying. Her mind wondered to her dreams. She wasn't complaining about them. They just confused her. It was the only thing that she had close to having Angel again.

She missed him, missed him more then anything. Things were so simple to deal with when he was around, but, since he was gone, things got harder.

She walked down the walk path, as she made her way to where, Giles had said, the grave was. But, what she didn't except to find, was the answers to her dreams.

Standing by the tree, was him. The man that she loves.

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Angel looked up, when he saw Buffy coming. He straightens himself up, and headed over by her. "It's now or never," He said, to himself.

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"Buffy."

"Angel," She said, looking up in his eyes. "What brings you to this side of the state?"

"I came to tell you something," He told her, a little shaky.

With those words, all hope of anything, drained from her. She knew those words to well. "Let me guess, you came to tell me that I'm in great danger." She said, as she walked away. "Tell me something, I don't already know."

Angel sighed. He expected her to say that. It was usually what he would say, when he would come to visit her. "Buffy, it's not like that," He said, catching up to her. He grabbed a hold of her arm and turned her around. "It's something that is important, that you need to know."

She stood there, with her arms crossed, waiting to find out what was so important. She didn't like being rude or anything, but it was only her way to fight back the tears.

"Well?" She asked, coldly. "What's so important that you have to tell me?"

He stood there for a minute. It was hard. "This is hard to say." He could tell that she was getting annoyed.

"Well, when you can tell me, call me," She said, as she walked away again.

"Buffy please. Wait. It has to deal with the dreams that you've been having lately," He told her.

Buffy stopped in her tracks. She turned around and looked at him. "How did you know about the dreams? I never told anyone. Well, except Willow, but...how did you know?"

"Cause I've been having the same ones, but longer."

She walked up to him. "Then you can tell me. What do they mean? Why have I been having dreams...that seem like they happened?"

He looked at her. A painful look in his eyes, as he tried to explain it to her. "Cause...because they are real. The dreams that you've been having, are real. Every last one of them."

"WHAT do you mean, they are real? I DON'T remember any of that happening."

"It did happen, but you don't remember it. That's the way the Oracles made it. Only I will have the memory of what happened, so that it wouldn't happen again."

"Huh?" She looked at him, like he was crazy. "Speak English here. You lost me a mile back."

Angel explained everything the best way that he could. Everything that he had bottled up for those 4 months, spilled out. From when they first shared their first kiss to the end when he had to tell her the bad news.

Buffy stood there, in shock. Hearing all this, didn't make sense to her. If what he said was true, why couldn't she have remembered that? Even if the Oracles made them go back 24 hours before, she knew that she would remember that.

Angel knew that it was hurting her, not knowing if that day really happened or not. But, he was telling the truth.

Buffy looked at him. Hurt, anger, in her eyes. All these mixed emotions, flooded through her mind. Out of frustrations, she clocked Angel a good one, across the face. He fell to his knees. "Is this some kind of a sick joke?" She asked, as the tears rolled down her face. "Is this your way of playing games with my heart?"

Angel placed a hand over his cheek. She got him a good one. A hurt look on his face. And Buffy noticed it.

"What? Did you think that I would believe something so stupid? How dare you tell me this? Damn it Angel, I love you so much, how...?" But she couldn't finish. Her heart ached with pain. She turned and started walking away. Tears flowing down her face. "Stay the hell away from me."

"Buffy...I'm sorry...please..." But she was gone.

Angel got off the ground. Tears stung his eyes. He felt bad. He knew that he shouldn't have told her. Now, it was up to her, to believe him. He was going to give her until tomorrow night. If she doesn't show up, he was going to head back home. He hated to admit it, where he knew he belonged.