Author: Maeve Bran
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy or Angel. Joss does. Lucky duck.
Summary: Buffy muses on her good fortune.
Notes: This is for prompt #6 at Still My Girl: "I thought you had the answers. I thought you really knew."
Buffy was in awe. She was in the arms of her one true love, and he was human. Her head was pillowed on his chest. His heart beat steady under her ear. He was asleep and she wasn't going to wake him. She was basking in the wonder of it.
They had talked for hours and then made up for lost time. The time he was evil, the time he spent in Hell, the time they were together, but not really. The months he had been here in LA. So much time had been wasted.
Maybe not completely. The time had taught them so much but it was time that was gone and could never come back. Questions had been asked and some had been answered. But now was not the moment for bitter memories, now was the moment for making new, better, sweeter memories. Angel alive, truly alive not just undead.
The question that remained was, did Angel still love her? Really love her? She had asked him during their conversation a few hours ago; he had answered as cryptically as he had, once upon a time, warned her of danger.
"I thought you had the answers in my actions. I thought you really knew, without my saying."
This she had taken as a yes. For the time being she would accept it, but some time soon she'd need to hear the words.
(fin)