Authors Note: Dont' worry, there's more..
"You ready to die Slayer?" Angelus hissed.
"Only if you're coming with me." Again I retorted.
The moment had come. The one I never wanted to see. Angel set aside the jar and cut his wrist. I had to move, before he could finish, I had to do something. But I couldn't move. I just stared at my lover, as he started chanting again. Before I could realize what I was doing, someone hit Angelus upside the face from behind, knocking Angelus to the floor. He hit the floor so hard. As Spike pulled back the back end of a sword I noticed it was him that had done it. This was turning out to be easier then I thought.
Within moments Spike dropped the sword on the floor, ran over to Drusilla and picked her up. She started fighting against him, whispering Angel's name. Spike wrapped his arm around her neck silencing her. "Sorry love." He ran out of the room. I didn't know where he was headed. I didn't care. Spike had followed through after all. I mean yeah the whole part about liking people was bullshit. But he really hated Angelus and wanted Dru back. I figured he didn't care if the world went to hell. At least he would have Dru by his side.
Just as I had time to register this Angel had come to. He saw the sword Spike had dropped and instantly picked it up facing me. "So, it's just you and me now huh. Just the way I like it." Angel Scowled with a slight grin on his gorgeous face. I had to remember he wasn't Angel. Angel loved me. Angel would never do all the things that Angelus was doing to me…to my friends. It was time. Angelus had to die. Angel headed to wards Acathla, ready to pull out the sword and unleash hell on us all.
Before he could reach Acathla I came at him with a flying kick. His face flew around in a circle. As it did his sword barely missed me flying about. He turned instantly slashing the sword at my face. It was on. Back and forth we moved across the room, sword hitting sword, both of us in an attempt to keep from being killed by the other. I hadn't even noticed I was backed up into the corner. I kept slashing with my sword keeping him at a distance. His sword flew around and caught the side of my arm throwing me to the ground. I dropped my sword, not far from my feet. I couldn't waiver. One moment of me unconscious and he would awake Acathla.
"So that's all huh…No ones coming to save you…"Angel sneered. "No friends…No love…No Hope. Take all that away and what's left?" Angel finished. So much anger, so much hate filled my entire being. I was the slayer. I killed vampires. Vampires feared me. I closed my eyes, trying not to think about the fact that Angel was the one standing in front of me, about to take my life. So I focused, I focused on the kill, the movement of the room. I could do this. Angelus took this opportunity to lunge the sword at my face. Faster then I can even explain I caught the sword in between my hands, inches away from my face as I opened my eyes and glared at Angelus. "ME." I shouted as I forced the sword back hitting Angelus in the face, breaking his nose. As he fell back I jumped to my feet, retrieving my sword. I lashed straight forward, my sword caught Angel's leg. Only going in so far I retracted my sword lunging at him again. By this time he had backed away further and blocked my sword with his. I noticed how close we were to Acathla.
As Angelus reached back his sword ready to charge me, I saw my moment. I was closer to Acathla then he was. I jumped in the air, sword flying; I whirled around kicking Acathla's stone figure as hard as I possibly could. Acathla's large stone body started to fall. Angelus had fallen back trying to miss my sword. With all the strength I had left I kicked it once more, landing on my knees this time infront of where Acathla once stood. I watched as Acathla fell to the floor and shattered into pieces. The sword that was stuck in his chest was now freed and broken on the floor.
I looked at Acathla in amazement. I did it, Acathla was defeated. But my victory was short lived. Angelus took that moment to get behind me and run his sword through my lower back. "Bitch." He yelled as he ran me through. After he pulled the sword out I turned to him. The pain was more then I could handle. I fell to the floor clutching at my stomach where the sword had cut through me. Angelus stood there, sword in hand. I didn't know what he planned to do next, I could barely move.
Meanwhile, Cordy was picking up some cups that had fallen onto the floor. Willow was chanting so loudly it was shaking the room, Oz still at Willows side. "O safia, O safia, ocum….ocum." Willow finished chanting as the Orb of Thesulah glowed brightly before them.
Now lying on the floor I was trying to move. Trying to get up, trying not to die. I felt my body weaken. I looked up at Angelus coming towards me with the sword. Suddenly a bright light lit up his eyes as he moaned in pain. He dropped his sword and fell to the floor in front of me. As his head rose he looked as if he was crying. He looked at me; his eyes were warm, not dark anymore like Angelus's were. "Buffy…" Angel said softly as he moved towards me. "Buffy what…" as he got closer he noticed the large gash in my stomach. "Buffy oh my god, what happened? Where are we? I...I... don't remember." He finished as he moved my helpless body onto his lap. "Angel..?" I managed to say, gasping for air. It was him, it was my Angel. Willow did it, the spell worked. I saw tears fill his eyes. He knew it was bad, I knew it was bad. "Angel…I love you." I said as I started to lose feeling in my body. "I love you." Angel said, his voice filled with so much love. "Buffy…please…don't go." He ran his hand across my cheek, leaned down softly and kissed my lips. I managed the softest smile as I looked up into my lover's eyes. "Angel…you…", those were the last words to leave my mouth as I passed out in his arms.