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Part 2 – Good Morning
Angel couldn't believe it. He was seeing his first sunrise in over two hundred years (not counting the one that never was), with the woman he loved in his arms, lulled to sleep by the steady beating of his heart. As the first golden rays struck the balcony, Angel chuckled.
"Buffy," he whispered, stroking her cheek, "wake up."
Her bluish-green eyes opened slowly and looked at him with slight annoyance until she noticed the golden-orange light bathing them both. He smiled at her amazed expression and said,
"Good morning"
Buffy suddenly pinched herself.
"Ow!" she yelped, then grinned, "Good morning."
"Not dreaming then?"
"Not anymore" she replied and promptly kissed him.
When she pulled back, Angel studied her face for a moment.
"You are such a liar." He said.
"What!"
"You said you didn't look that good in the sunlight. Liar."
Buffy blushed slightly.
"You don't look half-bad yourself" she observed.
Just then the doorbell rang.
"Who's that?" Angel asked.
"No clue."
"Oh." Angel said, a mischievous light appearing in his eyes. "I guess we'll just have to go see."
Before Buffy could say anything, Angel slung her over his shoulder and made for the door. Buffy was shrieking with laughter as Angel opened the door to reveal…
"Willow!"