AN: Okay everyone, here is the next chapter. I've been give sugestions on what to do next and I've taken them all into concederation, but for now I've decided to take...well you'll see. I came up with this route last night and I hope you'll all enjoy where it will lead. It's a bit confusing to begin with, but just bare with me, cause I've kinda skipped two years. Oh well, hope you guys enjoy it!

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER

'Wherever You May Be'

Written by Moonlight Snitch

Spoilers for Killed By Death and Becoming Part I (Flashbacks)

Chapter One – Revelations

Two Years Later…

Buffy climbed tiredly over the large brick wall, resting at the top for a moment to release a few coughs, before jumping to the ground. She paused after hitting it, sitting up on her feet and holding her head before standing. She sniffled and coughed as she shuffled her feet through the grass of the graveyard, a long wooden stake grasped tightly in her hand. Her gaze seemed tired and inattentive and she lazily peered out into her empty surroundings, still sniffling and rubbing her nose.

She could sense something near by, but her head was so clogged up that she couldn't focus right and she knew that that was a bad thing.

" 'You should take the night off, Buffy,' he said. 'You need your rest and are in no condition to fight,'" She peered around the side of a mausoleum, but didn't find anything. "For once, I think I should have listened to Giles," She said to herself, holding her head for a moment to try and stop the dizziness.

But she couldn't just stay at home when there were vampires to fight, particularly one vampire. It was her fault Miss Calendar was dead and she wasn't going to have any more deaths on her hands just because she didn't take care of Angel.

No, not Angel, She thought, trying to ignore the pain that had suddenly developed in her chest. He's Angelus now. Angel's gone. But even as she thought that, she couldn't really believe it. Even now, she felt Angel's presence around her and she knew it had nothing to do with her vampire sense. Since that night three months ago, she had always felt Angel's presence. He seemed to surround her, especially when she wasn't feeling all that great, whether it was physical or emotional.

Footsteps behind her, alerted her to someone's presence but when she turned around to face whatever it was, there was nothing there.

Buffy raised her state and tried to scan the surrounding area even though her vision was a bit cloudy. "Alright, I know you're there. I'd appreciate it if you just came out and attacked me already seeing as I'm not in a very good mood."

"Sorry to hear that," a voice said from behind her and Buffy whirled around to see Angelus coming out of the shadows. "But don't worry," he continued, smirking. "I'll make this quick."

He attacked and tacked Buffy right to the ground, but Buffy was able to use her legs to throw him off of her. They both stood and turned to face each other. Buffy stepped forward and took a swing at him with her stake. He blocked her with his arm; grabbing her and making her drop the stake.

"Not feeling well, lover?" he asked, his voice sounding slightly concerned, but because of Buffy's unstable state, she didn't notice it.

Instead she looked up at him and punched him in the jaw. He glared back at her and tried to kick her, but she grabbed his foot and shoved his leg up, making him fall hard onto his back.

Buffy smiled then. "That helps."

Angelus scrabbled on all fours. She came at him from behind and tried to kick him, but he kicked out with his leg into her chest, and she staggered back a ways until she regained her balance. He got up and came towards her. She took a couple of swings at him, but he evaded them easily. He blocked a third, grabbed her arm and took her by the throat.

"You know," he said. "You being off you game's kinda takin' the fun out of all this."

He punched her in the face and she stumbled backwards again.

"Nope, still fun!" he said, before punching her in the gut. He then grabbed her by the neck and shoved her around and into a corner column of the small mausoleum. She was dazed and tired to regain her balance, but didn't get a chance because Angelus wasted no time punching her in the face again and knocking her flat on her back. He got on top of her and pined her arms down.

Buffy struggled against him, but just didn't have the strength due to her flu.

"Uh-oh," Angelus said smirking. "This does not look good for our heroine."

Buffy just suddenly stopped struggling and look up at Angelus, staring into the brown eyes that used to be so familiar to her, but were now cold and empty.

"What's this? Not going to fight anymore?" Angelus asked, sounding disappointed.

"What's the point?" Buffy replied, just watching him. "If I win, you die and I spend the rest of my life alone. If you win, I die and I get to rest."

The smile on Angelus's face seemed to vanish, though he still kept a firm grip on Buffy's arms. "So you're just going to give up," he stated. "That's not like you, Buff."

Buffy smiled slightly. "A lot's changed," she said. "I'm tried of losing people. All I ever wanted was to be with you, but even that got taken away from me."

Angelus almost seemed to freeze at her words, but Buffy didn't notice. Everything was spinning and before she knew it, darkness came up and claimed her.

Buffy had fainted, Angelus knew that, but he was too busy staring at her in shock and backing away from her to notice. Those words. It was the last words she had spoken that were now the cause for his shock. What were the chances that she would use those exact words? How could she have known?

Then the realization hit Angelus so hard he almost fell over with the force of it. He'd hurt her. He had taken out his pain of Abaigeal's death and of the frustration he had felt towards Angel, on Buffy. He had done the very thing to her that had been done to her in her pervious lifetime. The torture he had devious as a means to get revenge on what happened to Abby had now been turned on the girl that it was meant to avenge and Angelus, for the first time in his knowledge, felt guilty, felt remorse.

The memory of the night when Abaigeal died and had said the words that Buffy had, only a minute ago, repeated, came to the forefront of his mind and he gripped his head as the memory washed over him…

Liam raced like a madman, hearing Abaigeal screaming even from where he was. God, if something happened to her, he'd never forgive himself. He shouldn't have left her. He had sworn to her that he was only going to be gone for a few moments, but that had been a few moments too long. Now, as he ran, he knew that every second apart from Abaigeal could be costing her her life.

"Liam!" Her scream sounded again and Liam ran faster down the cobblestone street before rounding a corner and pushing his way through the crowd that had developed. In the middle lay his Abaigeal in a pool of her own blood and there was a man standing over her that was laughing.

Liam ran for him but as soon as the man saw him, he vanished into thin air and the crowd around them gasped with freight, most stepping as far way from them as they could.

Liam collapsed at Abby's side and gently pulled the weeping girl into his arms, careful not to hurt her anymore then she already was. God there was so much blood and looking down at her, Liam knew there was nothing he could do to save her.

"Someone get a Doctor!" he yelled hoarsely back at the crowd before turning his attention back to Abby, who was now staring up at him, her hand weakly gripping the front of his now bloodstained shirt.

"Liam," she whispered, but he placed a finger to her lips, silencing her.

"Ssh, you need to rest," he said, trying to pretend that she wasn't dying and leaving him.

Abby shook her head, he blood hair sticking to her forehead. "It's too late for that," she said, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I'm tried of losing people, Liam," she said and he knew what she was taking about.

Liam shook his head. "You won't lose anyone else. I promised, remembered."

She nodded, but the tears still came. "All I ever wanted," she said slowly, " was to be with you, but even that got taken away from me."

Liam shook his head again, tears streaming down his own face and falling, mixing with Abby's blood. "They could never take me away from you, Abby. I'll never leave you."

She smiled slightly then. "I know," she answered, stroking his face. "I love you," she whispered and then her eyes closed and her hand went limp.

He'd failed her. He promised her that he'd never leave her and he had. Angelus may not have his soul and he and Angel may not have agreed on many things, but when it came to Buffy they had both been in agreement. They had both loved her; both wanted to protect her.

But that still didn't explain how Buffy could have uttered those words, so perfectly placed. It just didn't make sense. She couldn't have known.

Angelus reached forward and pulled Buffy into his arms, making sure that he didn't hurt her and that she was comfortable. He could feel the heat rolling off of her in waves, and he placed a cool hand against her forehead. She moaned softly at his touch and turned into him, trying to bury herself within his embrace.

It was then that Angelus noticed what it was that he been annoying him since Buffy's birthday and how Buffy could have possibly known about what Abby had said.

He growled softly. "You could have just told me," he said softly, and a blue mist suddenly appeared around Buffy and himself. It seemed to have wrapped itself tightly around Buffy's body and Angelus knew there was no way that it was leaving.

"I tried," the mist seemed to whisper. "You wouldn't listen."

Angelus eyes narrowed as he realized the truth of that statement. He'd spent over a hundred years trying to ignore his soul and now that he had finally done so he was surprised to find that it had actually worked.

But now, as he stared at the mist that was his soul, he was nothing short of confused. "You're gone," he stated.

Liam's chuckle could be heard clearly in the air around him. "I'd keep my voice down if I were you," he said. "You're the only one who can see and hear me and what would one of your minions say if they saw you talking to an unconscious Slayer."

"I don't care," Angelus replied, and he really didn't. "What I want to know is how are you here?"

"Oh, come on, Angelus, you're a bright boy. You figure it out," Liam replied, rather snarkly.

"I think I liked you better when you were in this body with me," Angelus said, rather taken aback by Liam's attitude. Soul boy hadn't been like that since before Abaigeal died.

"Someone's on the right track," Liam replied and Angelus realized that Liam was reading his mind.

"Well, technically it's both our minds, more mine then yours seeing as I had it first, but that's neither here nor there."

Angelus growled and wished that he could strangle Liam for being such a pain, but Liam didn't exactly have a corporal form at the moment.

"Abaigeal," Angelus said slowly, retracing his thoughts to get back on track. "This has something to do with Abaigeal."

"When doesn't it," Liam replied and Angelus had to agree. Ever since they had met Buffy, Abaigeal had been the focus of everything.

Angelus suddenly laughed, his mind quickly coming up with the answer to his question. "Soul-mates," he breathed, chuckling slightly.

"Bravo. Knew you'd figure it out," Liam said.

"So you told her then," Angelus said, staring down at Buffy through the mist. "She said those words because of you."

"I didn't exactly tell her to say them, more like pushed her in the right direction," Liam answered. "I've been trying to get your attention for the last three months and Buffy finally gave me an opening to do so."

Angelus sneered. "You spent a hundred years trying to shut me up and now you want to talk to me."

"Think Angelus," Liam responded. "If Buffy and I are soul-mates, or more accurately the same soul, what do you think that makes you?"

The fight had suddenly gone out of Angelus as he realized what Liam was getting at. "She's my mate."

Liam didn't reply, but Angelus could tell that he had heard it loud and clear.

"So you're still here because of Buffy?"

There was a pause, and then, "I promised Abby I'd never leave her. Abby is Buffy."

"That still doesn't explain how you're able to do what you're doing," Angelus replied, slightly annoyed at his soul's cryptic response.

Liam chuckled, the mist that he was pulsing slightly. "I don't even know how I'm doing what I'm doing. They only way I can think of to explain it would be that you left me here when you left Buffy that night. Since she and I share the same soul, I'm right where I belong."

"Reunited with your lost part," Angelus finished for him, gazing down into Buffy's face.

Buffy turned her head into the juncture between his neck and shoulder, moaning softly and Angelus realized that they couldn't stay here for much longer. It wasn't safe for her to be out here when she was like this.

"It's not safe for her anywhere," Liam answered and Angelus frowned.

"What do you mean?"

A misty blue tendril seemed to detach itself from the misty form around Buffy and reached down towards the sleeve of her jacket. It pulled it back to reveal shallow cuts all along Buffy's arm and Angelus knew that they weren't cause by any demon, except perhaps one.

"You didn't do this," Liam read his mind.

"If it wasn't me, then who? Buffy wouldn't do this." That he knew for a fact. It wasn't like Buffy to cause herself physical harm.

"It was everything," Liam said, sounding sad. "She lost me, you turned on her, her friends kept wailing on her for letting it happen, Giles was disappointed in her, and her mother wasn't helping much either."

Angelus ran his hand gently over a few of the cuts and Buffy winced, even in her state of unconsciousness, burying herself deeper into his arms, if that was possible.

"She's missed you," he said suddenly and Angelus knew he had surprised Liam. He may be a demon, but being trapped with Liam for a hundred years had taught him some things and, whether he liked it or not, he'd fallen just as hard for Buffy as Liam had.

"She's missed you too," Liam said and Angelus raised an eyebrow. "She doesn't know that she does, but she does. Buffy's different from Abby in that respect. Maybe it's because she's a Slayer, but a part of her has always loved your darkness as much as she's loved my light. Whether she realizes it or not, she misses the whole package, not just the soul. She misses Angel and Angel was a combination of me and you."

Angelus breathed deeply, even though he didn't need too and rested his head against Buffy's, feeling Liam wrapped around her and just trying to think about what to do next. She was sick and he knew that he should get her home, but if she was hurting herself, sending her home might not be the smartest thing. But what else could he do with her? It's not like he could just kidnap her.

"Why not?" Liam answered, shocking Angelus. "It's not like we haven't done it before."

"That was different and besides, her friends would worry," Angelus answered, though he could hardly care about them at this point in time.

"Let them," Liam answered. "It's their fault that Buffy's gotten so bad."

"Part of that blame rests on me as well for abandoning her," Angelus replied, feeling the guilt again, which he definitely didn't like at all. He was a demon, damn it, he didn't feel guilt, or pain or remorse.

"Welcome to my world," Liam answered and Angelus snorted.

"Your world sucks, Soul Boy."

"I don't know about that," Liam replied. "My world has Buffy in it."

"So does mine."

"But not in the way you would like," Liam taunted. "But now's your chance to do something about it."

Angelus sighed. "There isn't anywhere I can take her. Dru and Spike will be at my back the moment they find out not to mention what her friends would do."

"That's if they could find you," Liam answered and Angelus was beginning to wonder if this was really Liam he was talking too.

"You've changed," he stated, and Liam chuckled.

"Nope. Just not weighed down with all the guilt of the things you did."

Well that explains it then, Angelus thought. "Now what did you mean, if they can't find us. What do you except me to do? Skip the country with her?"

"Why not? She'd be safe and it give both her and you the time together that you both need."

Angelus frowned. "Since when have you trusted me with Buffy."

"Since you finally realized your mistake. I may hate you most of the time, Angelus, but your really the only other person, or demon I should say, that I trust Buffy with."

"So what, I just take her and go where?"

"The only place I can think off where you'd both be safe is in my family's home in Galway. I still own the place and the Ring of Amarna is there."

Angelus growled. "So that's where you hid the damn thing."

"You couldn't be trusted with it, Angelus. I couldn't even be trusted with it, but this is for Buffy. She'll recover better if you can take her out in the daylight."

The sound of footsteps and laughter alerted Angelus to the presence of others and the mist that was Liam suddenly disappeared, but Angelus knew he was still there. Angelus stood quickly, Buffy still in his arms, and hid around the back of the small mausoleum just as the Scoobies turned around a headstone.

"I really hope Buffy's doing okay," Willow said and Angelus growled softly. Buffy was not okay.

"I'm sure she's fine, Will. Giles made her take the night off and I'm sure she's sitting in front of the TV asleep." Xander replied, munching on a chocolate bar he had while twiddling a stake in his other hands.

Knowing that if he stayed there he'd be responsible for a few more deaths that night, Angelus turned away from them with Buffy held tightly in his arms and headed towards his old apartment. He needed to make a few calls and go and find some things for Buffy. He didn't know how he was going to get anything for her as he was locked from her house now, but he'd figure something out.

Leave that to me, Liam whispered in his mind and Angelus suddenly noticed the blue mist was back and unwrapping itself from Buffy. Moments later it was flying away and out of sight.

Angelus smirked and pulled Buffy closer. Looked like Soul Boy was going to be of some use after all.

AN: Hope you guys enjoyed it. I've had a bit of trouble with this chapter because of the conversation between Angelus and Liam. I don't really believe they hate each other that much, I mean they were stuck with each other for a hundred years. Feelings warm over time. Anyways, review and let me know what you guys think and if I should countinue down this route. I think you guys will like what I've got planned. 'til next time!

p.s Review!