Epilogue

"Last words have no importance, but in the brink of endings you can see what the future holds."

A week later, the Hyperion Hotel was full of life as everyone unloaded boxes from the moving van, even Dawn and Lorne had come to help out and Angel had made another sun block spell for this special occasion. Buffy had taken her good-byes from San Francisco and was now saying her hellos to Los Angeles.

"Don't forget, celebration tonight at Caritas," Lorne reminded her as he passed by with a box in his hands.

"8 sharp," Buffy said remembering as she took a box in her arms and entered the hotel followed by Dawn.

"They're so sweet together," Dawn said looking over at little Wesley and Fatima who were playing in the lobby. "What happens if they fall for each other when they grow up? Ever thought about that?"

"That won't happen," Buffy shook her head.

"Well let's see. We have a blond curly green-eyed slayer, who'll probably grow up to be athletic and possibly a cheerleader and a broody, pensive male vampire/slayer combination, with brown puppy dog eyes, short hair – god forbid if he ever lets his hair grow I'll shave him myself - who'll probably have enough muscles, but too much brains for the football team. They're gonna' be tearing at each other," Cordy stated stopping next to them. "Better get use to the thought," she added before moving along.

"Hey, you and Angel never got to be happy maybe your kids will," Dawn tried to comfort her sister.

"Uggghh," Buffy was horrified at the thought.

"This is gonna be like old times! The slayer sisters back together," Faith smiled as she put a box down next to her. "Except no more back stabbing," she added after thinking her words over.

"Just like old times," Buffy smiled back before going out for another box.

"So the whole 'knowledge in books' thing was the depression talking?" Wesley asked Faith as he came near her to put down a box.

"Kinda, but I really liked John Keats, you'll have to read me more sometime," Faith said and Wesley seemed satisfied with that answer.

"Three boxes coming, three boxes coming," Gunn rushed in barely balancing the three boxes in his arms.

"I really appreciate you letting us freeload," Buffy smiled as she entered the hotel, side by side with Angel, with one of the last boxes in her arms.

"Freeload all you want. I paid for this whole hotel so it would be a waste of my money not to put it to good use," Angel told her.

"But I will get a job. I'll do the superman thing, secretary by day, demon fighter by night. Actually I'm even thinking of finishing college. I hear UCLA…" Buffy started.

"Don't even think about it," Dawn passed by her in a storm.

"We can negotiate the terms," Buffy yelled after her smiling. "I like new beginnings, especially when they're the good kind."

"If we are starting it fresh, I'd like to put everything behind us. There's just one thing I'm gonna ask," Angel told the slayer as they deposited their boxes on the floor.

"Go ahead," Buffy encouraged him.

"You and Spike…" Angel started.

"Totally," Buffy knew what he wanted to know. "You and Cordy?"

"Oh yeah," Angel was glad he was rid of the secret. Fred and Lorne came in with the last boxes. Fred sighed as she overlooked the others.

"You know what? Since everyone else is falling for everyone or is heading that way, maybe I should just fall for you. C'mon you have cute horns, green skin, great voice, paid shows in Vegas…" Fred said smiling.

"That's sweet of you and if I wouldn't hate my species reproductive system I'd take you up on that," Lorne smiled back. Fred laughed as she went to deposit the box with the others. Lorne shook his head as he closed the door behind him. Outside it was a sunny day. The shadow of a ghost seemed to pass by the old hotel and smile on its way to eternity.

The End