So here's the next chapter, enjoy! I'll get 11 out asap, I don't know how school is going to go this week!

Chapter 10: Visiting Hours

Angel was driving around for about an hour, not knowing what to do or where to go. The only thing he knew was that he couldn't go home. He couldn't deal with that right now. When Angel looked up, he noticed he was sitting in a driveway.

That's bad, when your driving around, and don't even notice your sitting in a driveway. What surprised him was the driveway he was in. Angel got out of his car quietly, and walked around to the back of the house. He climbed up the familiar tree, and knocked on the familiar window.

The light was on, and I was sitting on my bed writing something in what was like a journal. There was a soft knock on my window, and I looked over and to my surprise saw Angel. I got up, kind of angry since I told him to leave me alone.

"Visiting hours are over," I remarked opening the window only a crack. But then I saw the look on his face. He looked like he was about to start crying. Pushing the window open the whole way I asked, "Angel, what's wrong?"

"M-My parents, had a fight, like bad fight, because of me, and my dad said something about a break, and," he trailed off as he looked down nervously, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't of come," he said turning around.

"No! Angel, come in and tell me what happened," I said quickly grabbing his arm.

"No Buffy, your mad, and probably hate me, I shouldn't of come."

"Angel, just talk to me, talking to someone helped when my parents fought. You were there for me, I'm going to be there for you, and that's that," I replied with a nod of my head, even though he wasn't looking at me. Angel turned around and looked at me, making sure I was sure about my decision. He nodded and turned back to me while I smiled. "Now lets get you in here you whimp," I joked. He smiled and gave a light chuckle as I helped him through my window.

I walked him over to the bed and sat down, patting the space next to me. "Do you want to talk?" I asked, trying not to press him. He sat down and just shook his head. "Okay, then how about sleep, sleep is always a plus," I suggested as I scooted back on the bed.

He smiled and went to move back, but I spoke first. "You know the rules, no shoes on the bed, now get comfortable, I would offer you a shirt, but I'm smaller then you, so it would defeat the whole purpose of getting comfortable, and now I'm babbling aren't I?" I asked nervously. He just laughed and nodded as he kicked of his shoes, and laid his jacket on the chair. He only had on a pair of shorts a white beater, so he was already pretty comfortable.

Angel walked over to the bed and laid down beside me heavily. You could just tell that he was having a rough time, there was just a look in his eye. "Thank-you," he said suddenly, taking me off guard. I didn't expect to hear him talk until morning at least.

"Its no problem Angel," I said gently.

"A-and I'm sorry for earlier, I want to tell you why I left you for Cordy, but I already know what your reaction will be and-" he got cut off by my finger pressed to his lips.

"That's not why you're here, and we're not going to discuss that now," I told him sternly. I just got a sigh and a nod from him before he laid his head back on the pillows. "Now lets just get some sleep, and we'll talk in the morning okay?"

"Alright," he said softly as he closed his eyes. I turned on my side and wrapped my arms around his upper body, trying to comfort him somewhat. I have to admit, it was kind of awkward, trying to use my little arms to hold his large body. It was even harder with his arms down. But then I felt his arms gently slip around my waist, making it easier and more comfortable for me to have my arms around him. And now it didn't feel all the awkward. "Buffy?" I heard him ask softly.

"Hmmm?"

"Why are you doing this for me?" he asked. I opened my eyes, and saw the confusion written on his face. Honestly, I didn't really know. So I sat there and thought a little while, and I could feel Angel tense more and more with each passing second.

"Well, when my parents got there divorce, I remember how hard it was. And you were there for me all the way then, so I guess I'm returning the favor," I replied shutting my eyes again and resting my head on his shoulder.

"But why? I've been a jerk to you for the past year," he persisted. I don't know why he really needed to know, but honestly, he was right. There was absolutely nothing that made it my responsibility to keep him from breaking. He was Angelus, not the Angel that I would of helped just a year ago.

"Angel, you were a jerk, and you still have been having your moments, like this afternoon. But then you do something and I think 'Maybe My Angel is still in there somewhere,' and since your still your old self in some ways, I feel its my responsibility to help you if you need it and want it. And now you want it, and it looks like you need it, so I'm here for Angel, not Angelus, Angel," I replied opening my eyes again.

He seemed to accept this, and closed his eyes. "Thank-you," he whispered before I felt his arms tighten around me, pulling me closer to him. I smiled and whispered 'Anytime' in his ear before I shut my own eyes, and tightened my arms around his chest.

TBC…