A few days passed when Oz actually did call Willow.

"Hello?" Willow said.

"Hi," he said simply.

Willow made a strangled noise, "Oh, God Oz!" He knew who was speaking and so did she.

"I'm sorry if this is weird…but…" Oz said.

"No, I've been hoping for you to call. Buffy told me you called her and I've been praying to hear from you, too," Willow said.

"That's good. Uh, how are you?" Oz asked.

"Not too bad. Oz, I really want to see you again…our last encounter wasn't hat great but…gosh, I miss you!" Willow exclaimed.

"So it wouldn't be weird if I came to see you?" asked Oz cautiously.

"Heck no!" Will grinned.

"I'm really glad you said that," Oz said softly. Suddenly, the door behind Willow opened and Oz entered the room. "I didn't want to just spring it on you…"

"So you call me when you're already outside of the building?" Will laughed, hugging him.

"Well, I called Angel first and he said it'd be okay…" Oz murmured, with a shrug.

"What? Angel-" Willow said.

"I told him not to tell you," Oz said.

"It's so great to see you," Willow smiled, looking over her ex-boyfriend.

The two looked at each other in silence for a few minutes but then Oz pulled back.

"I don't know if coming here was the best idea," he looked down.

"Sure it is!" Will assured him.

"So can we still be, you know, friends?" Oz queried.

"Of course," she smiled. As Willow led Oz to Angel, Gunn, and Spike, she couldn't help but feel hundreds of times better.

Oz stiffened and backed away when he spotted Spike. Spike raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes.
"I'm good now! Why the hell don't people get that?" Spike grumbled.

"Oh, right, yeah he's not evil any more. In fact, he's not really alive. Oh, I guess he wasn't really ever alive…but he's supposed to be dead. Not just vampire-dead but dead. He came back as a ghost and…right. He's not bad anymore." Willow explained.

"Right…" Oz still didn't move any closer to him.

"Look, if Willow and Angel for bloody sake can accept the fact that I'm not evil, I don't see how it's so hard for you wolf-boy," Spike snapped.

"Yeah, he's even got a soul and everything," Willow supplied.

"Like Angel?" Oz said, surprised.

"No, not like me. I was cursed-" Angel started.

"Don't even get the bloke started," Spike rolled his eyes.

"Don't worry," Willow smiled, taking Oz's arm.

Oz looked past Spike and asked Angel, "Wasn't Cordelia with you guys?"

"She's…she's gone." Angel said quietly.

"Oh. I'm sorry…" Oz said awkwardly. "What about Wes?"

"Gone." Angel repeated.

"Oh…" Oz muttered.

A beat passed and then Willow changed the subject, "So, are you hungry?"

Oz nodded. Willow led him to the kitchen and got him some food.

"Are they really gone?" He said in awe.

"Yeah." Willow said. "Fred too."

Silence.

"So how are you?" Willow asked.

"I think that I've really got the werewolf thing under control now. I wouldn't have come otherwise." Oz said. "I'm sorry about last time."

"No, it was my fault. I should have just told you I was involved with someone. It's just that seeing you there… A part of me did want to be with you again." Will replied. "So are you involved with anyone?"

"No." He shrugged.

They continued talking for a long while.