Chapter 1

"We've gotta go shopping! OHH my god, you've never been shopping!" Cordelia screeched as she reached for the car keys.

"Whoa girl. I don't think Angel's up for your brand of marathon shopping." Wesley said as he looked over to Angel. Although dark circles rounded his eyes Angel looked very well. Even now there was the hint of a blush under his pale skin, soon with help he may even acquire a tan.

" I have been shopping Cordy...it's just been a few ..." Angel's voice trailed off as he searched for the proper words.

" Centuries!"

"All right, that's enough Corelia. Angel I'd like to have a few words with you," Wesley looked around the room espectantly.

" Alone please."

Cordelia huffed out of the room, slamming the door. The loud crash sent a jolt of pain through Angel's skull, he sat wincing as the pain receded.

" You wanted to talk?" Angel said as he rubbed his temples.

"Yes... I was wondering ..just exactly what your going to do.. umm...with your new life." Wesley silently took the seat facing Angel , as he prepared for any sort of response.

" I'm not sure Wes, its only been a week. I don't know... I think I'd like to travel. I've missed so much." Angel starred at the various pictures that hung on the walls. The sunrise on the horizon, a flock of birds flying into the setting sun. He stopped on the biggest, a black and white...of her.

'What would she think of all this?' Angel asked himself. He knew the answer, she would be ecstatic, overjoyed. If only...

Angel felt the sting of tears behind his eyes, he felt his cheeks warm from embarrassment. He couldn't breakdown like this in front of Wesley. It had been two years since her passing, but when did the pain fade? When would he look back on their years together, all the moments they shared, and not break down? The answer was never.

"Angel? Are you all right?" Wesley said loudly pulling Angel from his revelry.

"I'm fine." Angel said quickly before his voice could reveal his pain.

" I know what you're thinking." Wesley whispered as he put he got more comfortable in his chair.

"Is it written all over my face." Angel said still staring at the picture.

" She'd want you to move on you know."

" I can't do that Wes." Angel looked down at his hands.

Angel didn't notice Wesley as he left the room, Angel didn't notice much at all.

'I should have been there for you Buffy. Then we could be sharing this gift together.'

"I miss you." Angel said aloud to the smiling photo.