CH. 10

It was early in the morning and Willow couldn't sleep. Her mind was full of the events of the day before. I shouldn't have left her like that, it was wrong… I am a mean mean person… she thought. Carefully tossing her sheets off she slipped out of bed and made her way towards the door.

"Where are you going" a groggy voice came ever so quietly from the bed.

Sighing at being caught, Willow turned slowly to face her girlfriend. "I have to tell Buffy im sorry" her face mirroring the regrets she has inside about leaving.

Tara's sympathetic smile was comforting and before she knew it she was wrapped in her arms, hugging her back.

"You didn't do anything wrong Willow, but I understand."

With that Willow walked as silently as possible to Buffy's room and slowly opened the door. Peeking her head in she felt a rush of happiness and sorrow fall over her.

There on the bed nestled peacefully in the strong arms of a once lover and still friend was Buffy, looking calmer then she had since she'd come back. Even since before then. It broke Willow's heart.

Why do things have to be so complicated for them? she found herself thinking, unable to take her eyes off the slumbering pair. There has to be something that could make things okay…a spell of some kind…A SPELL! THAT'S IT!

As cautiously as had opened the door Willow left with the new found idea to find away to help Buffy get her happy ending. No matter how long it took she was going to find a way. If I can bring her back to life I can find a way to help them!

Much later that morning Buffy groaned, stretching out like a cat after a nap, opening her eyes slowly. It was so dark in her room, but she wasn't complaining. I kinda like this dark room thing…hmmm she thought while sliding out of Angel's arms.

Watching him lay there, his expression no longer hard and full of thought but actually looking like he was dreaming of something peaceful. Do vampires dream? And if they do what do the dream about? Never ending necks? She pondered, never taking her eyes off his sleeping form.

Angel stayed as still as possible but he wasn't asleep. He could feel her eyes on him and it took every ounce of strength in him not to let the half smile come forth like it so desperately wanted to. But it was too much to fight, "enjoying the view or do you watch all of your guests?"

Buffy jumped a little out of surprise. "Oh sorry! Did I wake you?" I probably did, god im such a klutz!

Chuckling low in his chest he propped him self up on his elbows looking at her. "No no I was up a while ago don't worry." Running his had through his hair and smiled. "Good morning."

"Good morning? Aren't you a little late on that…that goes before you get into conversation in the morning. You've been around long enough you should know that by now mister."

Getting out of the bed Angel stretched. "Of course, how could I have forgotten? Im very sorry." He grinned, picking up his shirt from the floor.

The whole thing was surreal. They were acting like they would if nothing had happened between them. No fights, no heartache, no one leaving. Just playful banter with a side of longing thrown in for spice.

Grumbling loudly Buffy's stomach made itself clear of what it wanted. Laughing it off while rubbing it some, she blushed "I think im hungry… if you want you can take a shower." Walking into the hall she could hear the faint sound of music coming from down stairs.

"I will later but I would like to change." With that he went back in her room to retrieve clean clothes.

She looked down at her DOTS pajama pants and shrugged. I think they're cute enough to stay in a little longer.

Once down stairs she was curious to see what all the singing was about. Standing just outside the living room and wanted to laugh but couldn't seem to get it out. Just inside was Dawn prancing about to a song she didn't know.

Without you, the seeds root, the flowers bloom,
The children play. The stars gleam,

the poets dream, the eagles fly, without you.

What the heck is she dancing to? I mean its cute but what is it? She thought with a frown, folding her arms as she watches on.

The earth turns, the sun burns, but I die, without you.

Whoa what? I Die… With out you… Immediately her brain jumped to thoughts of Angel. I die… Between the song and her thoughts she didn't seem to notice the very man of her thoughts coming down the stairs.

Without you, the breeze warms, the girl smiles, the cloud moves.
Without you, the tides change, the boys run, the oceans crash.
The crowds roar, the days soar, the babies cry, without you.
The moon glows, the river flows, but I die, without you.

She did know though. She knew he was there. She always would. Looking up over her shoulder at him, she caught his gaze and held it.

Emotions long left behind surging between the two of them from that one look. Not knowing what he was doing his arms found their way to her waist, slowly tugging her to him.

The world revives

Colors renew

But I know blue, only blue, lonely blue, within me blue

Without you. Without you the hand gropes, the ear hears, the pulse beats

Without you, the eyes gaze, the legs walks, the lungs breath.
The mind churns!

The heart yearns!

Her heart was beating so fast it drowned out most everything, but she could still hear the song. A song that described how dead they both were without the other. Tilting her head up she closed her eyes, licking her lips slightly. Nerves screaming on end, just one kiss.

The tears dry, without you.
Life goes on, but I'm gone.
'Cause I die, without you.

His head moved closer towards her. The distance between them almost completely gone.

Without you.

He could feel her breath on his lips as his face got closer. Only a little closer and he'd be doing something he wanted to since he knocked on her door the day before.

Without you.

She could feel the tingle of his lips just over hers. Everything in her wanted this, longed for this, begged for it. She wanted to feel and he made her feel. She didn't want to be alone any more.

A sudden pounding on the door pulled them from their momentary loss of control. They jumped apart, staring at one another unsure and confused at what they had almost done.

Without you…

Xander having grown tired of standing out side waiting opened the door and walked in, "Hey girls- Dead Boy" he couldn't help his glare. Even after all these years he still didn't trust the man… the demon.

Still in a slight daze, Buffy shook her head. "I have to go shower." She ran up the stairs before Angel could even think to form a sentence.

He watched her go feeling instantly stupid for his actions. What did I do he scolded. He'd done something extremely stupid and he had only made things worse for her. Or so he thought.

Buffy's heart pounded in her chest as she leaned against the bathroom door. She couldn't believe she'd almost kissed Angel. She wasn't mad at herself, or at him. She was scared more then anything, and that was why she ran.

She was scared if she opened up to him like that he would leave. He always left. God what's wrong with me! Why cant I get him out of my head! …because without you… she slid down the door, hugging her legs close to her chest, hiding her face in her knees, …I die without you…

AN: How was that! Ha…I kinda liked that! But um yea lol… SO today's my birthday! Woot! And I got the Rent soundtrack and was listening to it and was like "DAMN! That song so makes me think of Buffy and Angel!" so there you have why the song was in there… so Review if you want!