Authors Note: I spent alot alot of time on this section. I spent so much time i felt like alot of words started to slur together. Please let me know if this runs smoothly, or if it doesn't. It was one of my most favoite parts to write so I was really trying hard to make it good.

With my mind wandering I barely noticed the loud noises behind me. Before I could turn to see where it was coming from or what it was, I was knocked over, Angel was lying on top of me on the ground. My mind was racing; I was so caught off guard. One minute I am asking where he is, the next he is looking straight into my eyes, and on top of me no less. He was so close I could smell his sweet cologne and his strong aftershave. I lay there, motionless, not wanting to leave the ground. He was only leaned against me, but with every breath I took I wanted that much more to kiss him, hold him. But I didn't.

Before I knew it Angel jumped up and turned to the vampire that was coming at us. Throwing his fist into the vampires face, the vampire fell back. Angel turned and put out his hand. Normally I didn't need help up, I was the slayer, I helped other people up. But at the moment I was locked in a short moment of unexpected passion. I quickly snapped out of it as I grabbed his hand and jumped to my feet.

Angel was pummeling the vampire in the face. I watched, wondering if I should cut in. The beating up of the vampire seemed to help Angel, he looked focused, calm. Suddenly Angel took one in the face. That was my moment. I grabbed my stake that had fallen on the ground next to us. I ran at the vampire, kicked him in the lower stomach, and flew my fists in his face a few more times before running the stake through his heart.

Angel now turning his head back towards me from being punched looked at me silently. I didn't know what to say, he didn't know what to say. I could have asked him what the hell he was doing here, but I didn't. The feelings were there, the passion, the heat, but neither of us sure what to do about it. Luckily, and I hate to say this, but luckily James finally woke up. I could tell because the dirt and grass were being torn up from beneath the ground. I decided to make the situation a little less confusing and more…well…funny. I looked towards the grave.

"Finally decided to come out and play huh?" I said in a tone only I knew was meant to be making a joke, but I obviously knew it was just a comment. God, I am so mentally challenged sometimes. Especially when having awkward, sexual moments with Angel.

I looked at James; he had almost made his way out of the grave completely by the time I got to him. I could have staked him easily at that moment, but with the weird sexual tension between Angel and me at that moment, I decided a little more killing was an order.

Angel still stood behind me, watching. I couldn't help but notice it. I kept looking out of the corner of my eye, just wanting to stare at him. James and I were fist fighting by that time. Well mostly, I was just dodging what James obviously thought was a punch. I had to keep the fight going, until the tension between Angel and I had passed. Why did this vampire have to fight so badly, he was making this really hard?

Angel seemed to like watching me fight; he kept looking at me, then looking away when he caught my eyes. I threw in a few kicks at James' face, throwing him back. I turned to see where Angel was at, making sure I didn't lose him. When I turned I hadn't realized how close we were fighting by him, when I turned I was practically face to face with Angel. Great, I thought, way to go Buffy, just keep on getting closer to him I retorted inside my head, which made me giggle.

This whole thing was getting old. I was using way too much slayer strength on this one vampire that could barely even fight. I should just end it I thought. But wait, if I do Angel will know something is up, he'll know I was stalling. I decided to give James the upper hand. I practically ran into his fist. I was good, I hit his fist so hard, I nearly knocked myself out. I lay on the ground as I saw Angel run up to James, easily thrusting the stake I had dropped into his heart, his dust floating in the air around us.

"Are you okay?" Angel seemed to say frantically. I didn't respond, just looked around, maybe for more vampires to come along. But none did, we were gonna have to talk now.

"Buffy," Angel started, "what was that all about?" he said softly as he again helped me to my feet looking me deep in the eyes for the first time in such a long time.

His glare, he was so gorgeous I could've melted into his arms right there, but I didn't of course.

"Oh nothing…Just you know, being stupid." I stated with a shy smile.

Angel looked at me with a look that told me he didn't quite understand what I was saying. "I was just…Okay!" I somewhat shouted, "I was stalling; you kinda fell on me out of no where, it threw me off guard, at first all I could think about was your body on top of me, then there was the vampires and the slaying and the awkwardness, I just you know…panicked…a little." I noticed I was rambling on. There he stood, looking amazingly gorgeous; he actually wasn't running off this time, even after I mentioned us touching.

"Buffy… I can't… be around…" Angel started to say. But I knew what he was going to say so I cut him off, "Look Angel, I have been looking for you all night; there is something I need to tell you…listen I know what you're going through right now and obviously, from seeing you kicking some serious vampire ass you need to get some pain off your chest, but this is important."

I tried to keep going but he now cut me off, "Buffy…" he seemed to scream, his eyes starting to fill with tears. "Don't" He said, "please…don't…it's hard enough just to look at you, to be near you. I feel so bad about what I put you through Buffy… Sure I fight, I kill these demons, when the real demon I want to kill is myself…for what I did to you…Buffy….I love you so much, how can you ever forgive me?" He finished, holding back his sorrow as much as he could. He seemed full of anger; only I knew it was grief.

"Angel… that's what I have been trying to tell you the last few days..." I started, not taking my eyes off him. "I forgave you the moment I woke up from a coma and saw your face...I saw you change that day; the last thing I remember before passing out, is your face. I knew it was you again, you just held me." I looked at the ground hoping that meant something to him. "Angel I know it wasn't you that did all those things, it was the demon inside; and I have found a way to get rid of him….forever." I finished slowly, tears swelling up.

His face rose, he looked somewhat shocked.

"What." Angel questioned, now resting his arms around his body and looking at me with alertness.

"Willow and I, well, Willow mostly, she found this spell." I looked up at him waiting for an expression, but he still looked at me tentatively waiting. "Angel this spell will cure you….for good. No more worrying about losing your soul, no more strings, and no more Angelus." I continued. Finally his face fell a little bit at the mention of his murderous alter ego. "We already have everything we need to perform the spell, we just need you." I paused looking at him waiting for a response. "Look, I can tell by the fact that your not responding says you don't really know how you feel about this, but think about it Angel. No more pain, no more excuses; we can finally be together. Willow is waiting for us…Angel please" I pleaded so softly, I wondered if he heard me. I looked up at him with soft eyes, only then realizing how much he was looking right into my eyes.

"Angel?" I said, still waiting for a response. He moved slowly towards me, reaching up his hand, touching my cheek softly; his hand felt so cold, yet comforting at the same time.

"Angel." I repeated, but was stopped at his finger on my lips. "Ssshh…," he sighed.

I could feel him so closely to me now. I thought I might cry even harder if he didn't agree to go with me to see Willow. I could tell he was contemplating his answer. All that we had gone through, I should have known he was just waiting to know how I really felt. I felt tears start to swell in my eyes again, still waiting for his response. As he slowly lowered his finger he spoke, "Where is she?" he whispered. My heart skipped a beat, I knew he meant, where's Willow; those words alone brought me comfort.

We gazed at each other for but a moment.

He cupped my cheek once more, and then pulled me close to his chest hugging me softly. I rested my head on his chest for what felt like hours, but was mere moments. I looked up at him once again, holding back every urge I had inside to kiss him. I could finally feel the walls around him breaking down.

"She's at her house." I whispered to break the silence. "Hopefully she is still awake….Angel…." I was going to tell him how much I missed him, how much he meant to me. But at that moment our arms around each other said enough. He looked at me softly. "Yeah Buffy?" He could tell by the true love in my eyes that everything would be okay. "Let's go." I finished.

He grinned slightly as we parted and turned in the direction of Willows house. I knew he was a little skeptical about the spell; I also knew this meant he was going to do it. He would have more pain to go through yes, but at least with no worries of losing his soul he could truly move on from the pain. I think he knew that; so we walked, I put my hand in his and we started off into the dark filled night.

At that moment, I noticed, he was no longer running away.