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Buffy POV:

I climbed over the rocks and pebbles. My tan heels didn't help much. I could feel painful blisters and calluses developing underneath my foot. But I dealt with it.

I never really noticed how large the pit actually was. I never realized how large Sunnydale actually was. I laughed at my own ignorance. I was still on my walk and I'm sure it had been over an hour. My hands were in my jean pockets and I looked at the ground, making sure I didn't trip over any rocks.

My mind drifted off into oblivion as I walked, following the gentle, subtle curves of the pit. I flashed back to six years ago, the year the peak of my life revealed itself, the moment I admitted my true feelings for him.

Shivers ran down my side as I felt the distance between me and him enclose itself. I walked on faster, not even breaking a sweat. As I sped up, I swear I felt his emotions and physical movement as well.

I felt a tingle again, but this one was wrong. What could possibly be wrong? What could-I felt something hit my back.

"Ooph," I grunted painfully. I flipped over to see the face of a vampire, but not Angel's.

"Oh, great," I muttered out loud, "seems some of Sunnydale's living dead still lives-well-walks."

"You got that right, slayer," he said. The voice behind the face was familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere distant…

Angel POV:

I saw Buffy walk across the terrain. She seemed to be wincing in pain every few seconds. It must have been those heals she was wearing. I shook my head disapprovingly. She smiled involuntarily, feeling the same prickle I felt whenever she was near.

Out of eagerness, I began to walk towards her. She sped up her walk the moment I started walking. Then she stopped, but she didn't seem to notice. The next thing I knew, I watched her get kicked by a vampire.

She flipped over, but didn't lift herself, for she seemed to be struck dumb.

Buffy POV:

"Jonathan?" I asked, practically stunned. He stared down at me, making me feel like I was some jewel that everyone absolutely had to have.

"That's right slayer, it's me!" he smiled triumphantly. He then leaped out suddenly, but I removed myself from his path.

He threw a punch at me, but I blocked it and punched him instead. He fell to the ground, but quickly gathered himself and got up again.

Wow. For a short, un-athletic nerd, he was full of stamina. He did a sweep kick towards my legs. I flipped in the air, my legs spinning as I went to avoid the kick.

Out of anger, I kicked him in the groin so he collapsed to his knees. Before he could even lay his head down, I used the same move I had used on Spike a thousand times. Having heels on was just an extra bonus.

I kicked him in the head so that he fell back on to the ground. I then took my stake out and held it half an inch from his heart.

"I give up, I give up," he surrendered. I looked at him for a second.

"Try and hit me again, and this stake will be the least of your problems," I threatened. He gulped nervously, but nodded. I lifted myself off of him so he could get up. He started a punch towards me.

"Oh, no you don't" I held his knuckle and bent it back a little. He screamed in pain.

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry" he muttered through wincing and sobbing. What a wimp.

Angel's POV:

I watched her dodge out of the way of his pounce. Like a vicious animal, she easily disarmed him. He fell to the ground in pain. I smiled at every move she made. What made me frown was when she didn't kill him.

He threw a punch at her, but she caught it and bent his hand back. He screamed in pain and started to sob. He was an embarrassment to vampires everywhere, including me, you know, the soulful guy.

I watched as the others turned their heads to the sound of the scream. Dawn, Willow, Xander, and Giles all came running. Faith, Principal Wood, and what's-his-face stayed behind to watch the other slayers.

If I would be any use, I supposed I should go to. I went to help Buffy with the low life.

Buffy POV:

Willow and Dawn, followed by Giles and Xander all were sprinting to where I was. Dawn and Willow, also in heals, stumbled, only to be saved by the two in the back.

"Buffy! What happened?" Willow asked through her mind.

"Oh nothing terribly exciting," I replied.

"Hold up for us," she said.

I tied Jonathan in the tightest knot I could manage. I felt my friends close in on the space between them and me. I also felt something else, but ignored it for now. Jonathan, now bound and gagged, looked to me, scared.

"Now, you listen to me. My friends are coming to get you. They aren't going to touch you," I said. He "discreetly" sighed in relief.

"Instead, Willow will make you float," I interjected. He tensed up. That's better.

"And I suggest you don't remind her of what you involved yourself with," I finished.

"Buffy!" Dawn shouted.

"That would be them," I said to him.

I waved to them as they approached. They stopped in front of me, all of them panting.

"Buffy, what…was that…scream?" Xander asked, while panting. I removed myself to give them a clear view of Jonathan.

"Buffy, a vampire? Why didn't you just…kill it?" Giles asked her, disapprovingly.

"Don't you know who it is?" I asked. All four of them shook their heads.

I sighed and said, "It's Jonathan." Willow and Dawn both stared.

"Yeah, that was my reaction too. The weird thing is, he knows how to fight," I continued. Giles also stared, shocked. But Xander laughed at the irony.

"Can you guys take him back there?" I asked.

"Sure, Buffy," Willow said, she came up to me and whispered, "go see him." I smiled at her. Willow was about to touch Jonathan when I caught her arm.

"Oh and Willow, make him float," I said. She looked up at me and nodded, a mischievous smile spreading across her face.

Willow lifted him off the ground, bringing him back to the camp. Dawn, Xander, and Giles followed. Giles and Xander were about to ask me if I was coming, but Dawn told them to not bother me. She knew why I was taking a walk in the first place.

Angel's POV:

I watched them take the vampire back to the camp. I expected Buffy to go too, but she just went the opposite directions. We were now in human seeing distance of each other.

She saw me and not wanting to spoil the moment, walked slower. I walked slower as well, watching my blond goddess approach me. Excitement built up inside me. But the need and love for her was stronger in me then I could ever remember.