Buffy ran letting her feet guide her like they did earlier. As she did She ran pass what was left of her house.

'What made me do that, I've never destroyed a whole building before' she stopped running when she remembered what had triggered her overload.

'Dad I saw him in the living room, with Dawn and Spike' Thinking about them two got Buffy deeply worried, hoping they were all right, she continued on her journey through Sunnydale.

She kept running until she found herself at Angel's old mansion.

She entered the dusty building, not stopping until she came to room where she had both lost and found Angel. He came back to world, but not back to her.

Not wanting to relive those memories, she slowly went out the back garden, to stand on the same hill which Angel almost killed himself, on that fateful Christmas day.

Buffy knew what she had to do. Snow wouldn't be able to save her. Right then she didn't believe she deserved or wanted to be saved.

Willow and Giles was searching the shopping area of Sunnydale. Willow was trying to get a read off Buffys energy.

"I don't get it Giles, we've been working with her for six months and she only has a little control, if that over her powers. I wasn't this bad" Willow confided to her magical mentor.

"Well unlike you Willow, she didn't ask for her magic, and you gradually built up your powers, she didn't. Imagine if you started out with the same amount of power you now posses." Giles had stopped and now turned to face the bloomed wicca.

"She is scared of the magic inside her, and until she accepts it, she will never reach her full potential. Not before the lack of control finally kills her or worse." Giles sighed and carried on down the street towards the mall.

"What could be worst then her death" Willow was alarmed and a little confused at his statement.

"It could completely over take her, until all she is, is some mindless shell destroying everything around her" he paused to clean his glasses, putting them back on he continued.
"Starting with us"

Xander and Anya were checking all off Buffy's favorite places to patrol.

"Why is everyone so scared of Buffy being out, it's not like she can't take care of herself" Anya asked her fiancé.

"True but if she isn't thinking clearly, then she might hurt herself, or let herself be attacked." Xander explained, looking around for any sign of Buffy, or Vampires looking for a snack.

"Oh, so for the seating arrangement." Anya stopped at the look Xander was giving her.

"My best bud is in danger and you want to talk about wedding arrangements" he sighed and put his arm around her shoulders.
"An, I'm sorry but can we please talk about it later."

A vampire came at the couple and threw Xander to the ground. Seeing his girl in danger made Xander spring into action dusting the vamp from behind.

Checking to make sure she was okay, he gave her a quick passionate kiss.
"Now lets go find Buffy."

Angel and Spike had gone back to the remains of the Summer's house, after they had both caught on to her scent.

"Dam my favorite lighter was in that house, not that Buffy likes me smoking, especially from the bit."

Angel looked at Spike and saw the changes in his grandchild.
"So what's with you and Buffy. I can tell you care deeply for her." Angel dreaded Spikes answer.

"Relax mate, we're just friends, I help protect Dawn while she patrols." Spike couldn't help the smile when he saw his grandsire relax.

Angel was about to do something, he hadn't believed he was capable of. Bracing himself, he turned to look Spike straight in the eye.
"Thank you Spike, it's good to know there is another fighter here, covering her back."

Spike just stood there stock still. He could not remember a time when Angel had thanked him, and meant it.

"L.A's making you soft, I think you need an apocalypse; cause your brains all soggy peaches." It was then he noticed Angel starring out into space.

"You listening to me" he paused, after a moment of no reaction, Spike began to get worried.

"Oh God, Buffy no, don't do it." Angel said out loud.

"Now I know your losing it, Buffy ain't here, sorry mate but we don't have time for this." As Spikes fist was about to make contact with his face, Angel caught his fist.

No need for that" he paused looking paler then usual.
" I know where Buffy is, go get the others, then bring them back to my old place."

With that he turned and ran down the street, like the devil himself was chasing him.

'Please I can't be too late' he prayed.

Spike watched him go. "Your welcome"
Then he went back the way they had come.

Buffy had been staring at the view of Sunnydale below her for 10 mins, thinking about how she had spent the last six years protecting it.

She stood still, with Faiths dagger held tightly by her side.

Her mind, body and soul was so tired of fighting, she was craving the peace she had felt in heaven.

Buffy knew the others would be out searching for her, she also knew they were going to miss her.

Her previous death flashed into Buffys mind. She had sacrificed herself to protect her sister and the world from the rapidly collapsing dimensional walls.
This time she was saving the world from herself.

Angel's presence getting closer by the second, brought Buffy back to focus. Holding her arms out, with the knife pointing at her chest.

Tears made fresh tracks down her face, Buffy felt time was running out, she wanted to spare Angel from seeing her die, especially by her own hand.

"I'm sorry I wasn't...I wasn't strong enough" she whispered into the wind. Gathering her resolve and courage she moved the dagger towards her heart.

"Goodbye" she closed her eyes and welcome death, like an old lover. The knife penetrated her skin and plunged deep inside her.

Buffy couldn't hold back the gasp of pain. To weak to stand she collapsed to the ground, and just before death completely took her, she heard Angel's strangled shout.

Seconds later, Buffy the Vampire Slayer lay still on the same hill that had failed to kill her mate, but had succeeded getting her.

All her friends and family felt her departure from this life.

Willow looked up concentration etched on her face. "Something's different"

"What you mean Red, how can death be different" Spike asked from the ground.

"It's like she's not really gone." A sparkle of hope lit her eyes.
"Come on, lets get to the mansion"

Angel got to the mansion in record time. He had not only felt what buffy was planning, but worst he had seen it.

'Thanks a bunch Cordy, I really wanted to see that.' Ever since Cordelia had moved on, Angel received visions of the people in danger.

Angel reached the top of the hill just in time to hear Buffy whisper goodbye and plunge a dagger into her chest.

He stood there transfixed by the vision turned reality in front of him. It wasn't until Buffy fell to the ground that he found his voice.

"Buffy" he whispered, and then it came. "NOOO" he cried and rushed towards his fallen mate. Sensing that sunrise was approaching, he picked up the body that use to be his sun and walked back to the mansion.

One thing he noticed was that her body was still warm. Believing he was imagining things due to grief, he ignored it.

He gently carried her to his room. Thankful that the place was still furnished. He carefully placed Buffy's body on the bed, brushing stray hairs from her peaceful face.

His legs gave way and his knees hit the floor painfully hard, but Angel didn't fell any pain, just the emptiness from his soul dying.

He looked up to see Willow standing beside him with a smile on her face. Angel felt himself get angry and felt his face change.

"How can you be smiling, she's gone and I couldn't stop her. I saw her take her own life and I couldn't do a thing" Angels anger quickly turned to despair.

He now was clinging to Willow, desperate to get rid of the sight of his lover's dead body.

"Angel its okay look" Willow pulled herself from the grief stricken vampire. A warm glow shone from the wound in Buffy's chest until it covered her entire body.

When it dissipated, Angel heard a miracle, Buffys heart was beating. He turned to look at her and found those beautiful hazel eyes starring back at him.

"No" she cried, and all of a sudden there was barrier around the bed, leaving Buffy unreachable.

"What happened" Angel asked

"I believe I can answer that" A new voice from the doorway answered.

"Whistler!" Angel growled.