The What If Factor

Chapter 8: Together Again.

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: If I said I owned them, I lied.

Angel POV:

She had smelled so good. Like I remembered she did. She still felt the same, still moved the same. I had missed her. The worst part was that I had forced myself to forget how much I loved her, but had never really forgotten at all.

I also remember the way the bed moved, how it softly creaked when we moved around. After I had gone back inside, I was home. This was still my house, not his. And, she was still my Buffy.

We had talked some more, and then I just couldn't help it. I leaned over and kissed her.

She kissed me back.

Thats when we moved up stairs, to our room.

And then, we got to know each other again. The sun was shining through the window when he were finished, and she fell asleep in my arms. It felt amazing.

She was still my Buffy.

Buffy POV:

When I woke up, I was calm and tranquil. And then I was terrified. Angel was in my bed, I was wrapped in his arms. This wasn't good. But, at the same time, it was amazing.

I through the covers aside and put my cloths back on. He stirred awake. When he breathed my name, I froze. I slowly turned around.

"It can never happen again." And then I went into the bathroom to take a shower. When I came back out, he was gone.

I got a phone call that afternoon from Ben. I told him that everything was fine, and hoped he couldn't hear the lies in my voice.

When he came home the next day, I acted like everything was fine. Just dandy. But I felt terrible, so guilty. And he didn't know. I wanted to tell him, but knew that it would ruin my marriage. I was genuinely sorry. But every time I had a 'sorry' thought, it would get cut off by a thought that reminded me of how much I still loved Angel.

My one.

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I went a month without seeing or talking to him. But, one day, it was inevitable. I had to take the girls to the Hyperian. Angel was working on a case, and Gunn had been bagging to see the girls. I had to go inside. We went in through the garden entrance, and I could see him pacing in the lobby.

Gunn greeted us, and I remembered how much I missed him, too. He had always been a good friend, always there. Almost as soon as we walked in, he whisked the girls away for an afternoon at the beach. Angel and I were left standing there, in the lobby, alone.

This was bad. As soon as they were gone, I turned around and began to leave.

"Buffy, don't go." I heard from behind me.

"I should really go." And I really should have.

"No, we need to talk." And we did. I turned around and folded my arms over my chest.

"What do you want to talk about?" I asked, hoping that it wasn't about what had happened between us.

"What do you think?" I stayed silent.

"Buffy," He said, walking closer to me. I backed up.

"We can't just forget about what happened."

"I know that! But Angel, we have different lives now. Are you really just gonna leave Nina?"

"Are you just gonna leave Ben?" Again, I stayed silent.

With him standing right there, it was just too tempting. I had to say something. "I love my husband."

"I'm your husband."

"Not anymore! God, why are you making this so hard!"

And before I knew it, he was kissing me again.