It is amazing how fast this story is evolving, and I just can't wait till is it finished, until then... thanks to my reviewer for keeping this story in line!

oh an Disclaimer... Joss Whedon owns Buffy... but we all shall see the day when i steal it from him! -does evil laugh- -cough- ok maybe not... but it was worth a try.

Buffy The Vampire Slayer

If you are looking for a deeper meaning behind love I have one suggestion, don't. Love is an awkward thing, and not many get to experience it truly. If you are one of the unlucky few who think they are in love, but you have just yet to see that your only digging an early grave. Many have come to find that true love brings death, but when is love true? Well, lets just say that our world has grown quite fond of the kind of love that is so strongly and sturdily built on lies, and deceit.

Angel paced around the dark apartment room, the shades were pulled and it was mid day. He was growing worrisome, he had yet to come up with a really good plan, and time was running out. It was certainly time to get started with that. Kidnapping didn't work very well, but maybe he should try wrecking the wedding, he should love to go on a Spike killing frenzy. Although that really wasn't his style at all. Angel has always been the subtle, kind of 'I'm gonna sneak up on you' kind of guy, that like to torture you until he is ready to kill you. But sometimes it doesn't work that way, he could just attack head on, but like I said, it's not his style.

Spike lit a cigarette as he watched Buffy stretch awake, during the day today he needed to get her trained. He hated waking up before 7:00 pm, but still, if anything were to happen to Buffy. He needed for her to be able to protect herself. Buffy sat up and got off the bed yawning lightly as she got dressed into her training clothes. She walked up to Spike and pulled the cigarette out of his mouth and kissing him lightly. She then put it back in his mouth as he took her by the arm and led her into the next room. He pushed open the door revealing a rather dark room containing a punching bag, some choice weapons, and more importantly an ash tray. He leaned against the wall as he watched Buffy stretch, "When your ready luv…" Buffy nodded to him lightly as she stood finished with her stretching.

Willow sat across from Giles at a table in the library. Both of them had had a rather eventful week, first Angel comes back from hell. That wasn't that bad, but it was pretty shocking to see him back. Two, Xander has been turned into a vampire, that isn't bad except for the fact that he can't really go to school now, and he has to have Willow bring him the work. Like he does it anyways, well he might as well at least strive to keep up his Ds. But most importantly the third one, Buffy has somehow gotten her memories erased, and thinks that she is engaged to Spike. That one is the bad one, that is the situation that they seem to have a problem with. Not that the others weren't border lining bad, but the last was the worst. Thy had no idea so far how to get Buffy her memories back without killing her, and they most certainly didn't want to do that. They could see that this was a complicated matter, and it needed to be solved.

Willow stood going to search out another book, and said to Giles as she searched the shelf, "You know it might help if you knew the name of the orb thingy that was stolen… I mean it is hard to look for something that you don't know the name of, and…" Giles just nodded, he knew the drill, if Willow get on a rant just cut her off and make your point. So he replied with, "That is true, but we do have to keep searching, I am afraid I do not know the name, and if we stop searching we could lose it… now bring me another book." Willow picked out two more books and walked back over to the table. The table was covered with books and papers mostly all the time, and never had they seen anything about this orb yet. Until Willow turns her book open and sees a picture of an orb, beside the orb was written in some sort of foreign writing, 'the keeper of the memories' and under that in the same writing, 'warning to those who use, let not the soul get confused'

They were guessing that meant that they can't tell Buffy the truth, and confuse her even more or something bad might happen. Although they were disappointed to find that it didn't say what would happen. They were also quite disturbed that the book didn't tell how to restore the memories, but then again how could they have expected it. Giles looked at Willow, "Go tell Angel about the orb, I'll stay here and look for more information on how to get the memories back to her." Willow nodded and rushed out. Normally she would have disagreed about going off the school premises during school hours, but when your best friend is fixing to marry a vampire, or the one she shouldn't be with, you make a few excuses to get out of school.

Angel paced through the darkness impatiently, he was about to get tired of waiting for them to find information, and he was tired of waiting to tell Buffy the truth. His anger was by far getting the best of him, but he promised himself that he wouldn't get out of control. He took in a deep breath s knocking came at the apartment door. He cautiously opened the door seeing Willow standing there. She invited herself in of coarse and sat on his bed, or possibly the only whole sturdy bed in the whole apartment building. Angel looked at her with a quirked eyebrow as he ask inquisitively, "What is it?… do you have any information?" Willow looked down then looked back up to him, she wasn't smiling which was either a bad thing, or a really bad thing. Angel could only hope that it wasn't really bad as he sat next to her as she said, "We found the name… and a warning… the name is the keeper of memories, and the warning was that we shouldn't tell it's victims the truth…" Angel shook his head and looked at the ground, "Are you sure that there is no more?" Willow nodded lightly, "Yeah… Giles is still looking to find out how to get the memories back…" Angel sighed, this was no the news he had hoped to hear, but it was all he had to go off of for now.

Spike grinned as he watched Buffy punch the living crap out of his punching bag. A sight it was, she may have lost her memories, but she hadn't lost any of her strength. He quirked an eyebrow as Buffy punched a hole into his punching bag, and he thought, 'great.. Now I have to replace it…' Buffy walked over to him picking up a towel from the floor and wiping her face of all the sweat from her workout. He kissed her thinking about how great it would be, if Angelus decided to crash their wedding and dear ole Buffy got to tear him limb from limb. And of coarse all he had to do now, was send out the invitations. He figured that it would be a very nice wedding.