"You know", Angel said as we walked back to the car lot. "I did not find meaning to my existence until 200 years after the curse was placed".
"At least you found the meaning", Mary said. "Most people spend their entire lives searching for a true meaning of things".
I looked at my car and than towards Angel. "You lead", I said. "We will follow".
"Fine", Angel said.
"It is quiet comfy", Mary said as she put the cooler down on Angel's floor. I followed her motion and put three bags down which were all hers. "If you don't mind Angel", she started. "Nikon will take the floor and I will take the couch".
"I do mind", Angel said with a smile. "You take the bed and I will take the couch".
"What about me?", I asked knowingly.
"Honey", Mary said as she hugged me. "The floor looks great for you. Like old times".
I frowned and looked at Angel. "Do you see my dilemma", I said to him.
"You have no idea how lucky you are", Angel said as he pulled out an extra sheet and threw it at my face. "Whatever you have to say", Angel said, "can obviously wait… so…"
"Fine", Mary said as she kissed him and me a on the cheek. "Good morning boys". Doing that, she headed towards the bed and rapidly curled up.
"Ok", I said as I fumbled with my sheet. "I will see you later".
Angel smiled and laid down on his couch.
I woke up with heat barrier in my face. I looked up and saw Mary floating over Angel's bed within a foot high in the air. She had a yellow glow around her body Angel was sitting in a chair opposite of her. "Since when does she do that", he asked as I stood up.
"I believe it was two years after she was turned", I said as I grabbed a bag of blood form the cooler Mary had brought in. "She would have been 26 years old that day".
"Has her power grown since I last saw her?", Angel asked.
"A little", I said as I gave Angel a drink. He savored the liquid a while and sighed. I went towards one of the bags and pulled out a small tape recorder. I than grabbed a chair and placed it near Angel's. "Shall we get started my friend". Angel nodded as I put the recorder into the session. "We are going to touch topics not pleasant to you", I said. "That includes feelings for the current slayer, your changes form good to evil to good. Your time in hell, which is the most important, and of course, your current status".
Angel agreed to the terms as he closed his eyes and recaptured memories from his life.
I saw Buffy for the first time outside her high school. She was a child. A child asked to grow up like no other. To take responsibility for events beyond her control. I saw she was the right one. Her heart was pure as gold. It had so much love inside. She just… did not know it yet. I saw her being called as well as her first vampire attack. It was something like I have never seen before. A young bird on its wings for the first time. She did pretty well. I always kept myself on the outside. Watched her every minute as she battled darkness.
I also saw her deal with her own personal demons. Her powers were unable to prepare her for the lack of love in her parents relationship. The divorce hit her hard just after she had destroyed Lothos. I lost track of her just as she left L.A.
"How did you find out where she was headed?", I asked as I looked at Mary. She was completely focused on her relaxing exercises to pay attention to us. I than winked at Angel and pulled out a cigarette from my shirt pocket. I lit it and sighed.
Angel smiled. "Whistler informed me a day after she had left L.A.", the vampire said. "I got some money together and left to Sunnydale".
It would be a waste of your time to tell you my feelings for Buffy. The story has reached the far corners of the earth. What people do not know is the sheer emotion that passed through us that terrifying night. And I would like to keep them private if you do not mind.
After that night, I felt the demon inside waking up. He pushed the conscience right out of my dead body. To your disappointment, after the soul left, I do not recollect where it went. All was left was the human mind and the demon inside. The demon remembered what had happened. He felt disgusted with had gone through him. Love. But it was gone. The pain. The emotion. All that he wanted was to cause more pain and destruction. His main goal was to destroy Buffy. She had made him fell the humanity that is in every vampire. She had to pay.
"So you decided to make her suffer in every possible way", I said as I put my cigarette out and pulled another.
"All the things I did in my 100 years where present", Angel said as he pulled the cigarette out of my mouth and inhaled some smoke. "But my punishment was just around the corner".
I remember waking up from a deep sleep. Buffy was right in front of me with sword in hand. I looked at her in fright. I called out her name. She stopped her attack. She looked at me with tears in her eyes. She kissed me and asked to close my eyes. I had no idea what was happening. As the sword went right through my body, I remembered what the demon did. What I had done. Soon I had lost complete sight of her.