Authors Note: I loved writing this scene. Remember I am speaking from Buffy's POV. Hopefully I separated the phrases better this time for all to understand better. Thanks for any thoughts or reveiws.

I own none of these characters, they all belong to Joss. I keep them as true to his idea of the character as possible.

Chapter 6

I knew Willow had heard us knock at her back door. I also knew Angel had used it before; a time long ago, when he was worried about me trusting the wrong people. Funny to think about now, after all that's happened.

Willow was taking a long time to answer. It was a little after 1 am; I hoped she was still awake.

Angel stood close to me, still holding my hand. He hadn't let go since we started walking. I liked it that way, touching him at all times. I knew it was stupid, weird even, but his closeness made me feel safe, calm, made me feel like I could do anything.

I knocked once more; about ready to turn and leave, she was taking too long. Angel glanced at me, "Maybe she is asleep Buffy." He stated, "We can just come back in the morn..." The door opening cut him off, "Or not." He finished finally seeing Willows head poke out.

"Sorry guys. My mom must have heard me practicing. I woke her up and she wouldn't leave me alone about the smell in here. I had to make her think I was going to bed. Sorry." Willow apologized, not needing to.

"No problem Will." I gasped as Angel and I finished walking into her bedroom, Willow shutting the door behind us.

"It sure is a problem." A voice from the closet started to say, "Especially when you're the one that has to hide in the closet….ow." The voice stated as he made his way through Willows clothes and out of the closet. "It is not comfortable in there." the voice joked. I turned, knowing in an instant who it was, I just couldn't believe he was here.

"Xander?" I said, seeming to question, only because I knew how he felt about the situation. I was questioning because I wanted to know why he was even there. I wasn't in the mood to get into it with him again. "What are you doing here?"

Angel sat comfortably on Willows bed. Willow walked over to Xander and led him to the bed as well, making sure he was on the opposite side from Angel. I stood at the foot of the bed, able to look at everyone.

"Buffy, he was just…" Willow started as Xander cut in. "Will, please…let me."

"Look Buffy…Willow and I have been talking…all night actually." His face started to turn serious. "Look I'm sorry about the way I reacted earlier. After everything that's happened, I just…I don't know…I hoped things would just go back to the way they were…with Angel out of the picture…" his hand rose as he kinda pointed at Angel, "No offense man…" he slightly retorted, "But the thing is…" he continued. "I know how you feel about Angel…and as much as I don't like saying it, I know how much he loves you Buffy. I know it was Angelus that did all those things to you, to us. I don't want to be the one that keeps Angel and you apart. After everything we've been through…you deserve to be happy. That's why I am here; I wanna be here for you Buff. I'm sorry I wasn't before." Xander finished looking at me with loving eyes.

By that time Angel had lowered his head, hearing Xander talk about Angelus; I knew it made his mind flash back to those memories. Willow's hand was on Xander's back; already having talked to him that night she knew what he was going to say before he said it to me.

I stood in silence for a moment, gazing at my loved ones.

"Xander…" I started. "It means a lot." I finished as I walked over to him. He stood up and put his arms around me. We hugged for but a moment. We hadn't really hugged since, since before I was in a coma. I felt relieved to know that Xander was on our side about all of this. I thought I might cry if I hugged him any longer.

"So…can we do this?" I asked as I pulled away from Xander; he sat back down and Willow stood. Willow walked over to her desk and got a small syringe. Seeing it I knew it was the demons blood. "Sure can." Willow stated excitedly.

"Angel I need you to sit in the middle of that circle." Willow pointed to a small circle of colored dust. She had obviously prepared for this. As Angel walked the short distance across the room he made sure to squeeze my hand as he passed me. "Buffy I need you over here." Willow pointed to one side of the circle. I moved to that side of the circle as Willow stood directly across from me. Xander stayed seated on the bed.

"Now Buffy, you won't have to say anything. Just hold my hands; I'll take care of everything else." Willow again said excitedly. "Now when I say to Buffy," Willow started again as she handed me the syringe, "You need to inject this straight into Angel's heart, as quickly as possible, if you don't do it fast enough it could screw up everything." She finished now seeming worried. I nodded understanding what I had to do.

Angel then turned to face me, making it easier to access his chest.

He started to unbutton his shirt. I started getting excited and looked at him with so much passion in my eyes; I quickly stopped myself. He only unbuttoned enough to reveal his upper chest, where I could inject the syringe. He gazed at me so warmingly. His soft gaze made me weak in the knees, not only that I could now see his large gorgeous peck muscles. Breathing him in I sighed, I couldn't believe we were actually doing this.

"You sure?" I whispered. He nodded.

"Besides that Will, you sure this will work?" I cautioned one last time.

"Sure will…I've done everything exactly as the book says." She stated more calmly now."I even practiced."

"Great." I said, softly. "Let's do it."

Angel grinned at me slightly standing readily in the middle of the circle Willow had prepared. Xander lay on the bed with a bag popcorn, acting as if he were watching a movie. Willow laid her book out in front of her ready to do the spell, herbs lying all around her.

I looked at Angel one last time before looking to Willow and nodding as I grasped her hands.

The air was filling with a foul smell; I then knew what Willow was referring to about the smell. Willow was chanting, chanting words I had never heard.

She no longer needed to hold my hands. Her eyes seemed to roll to the back of her head as she continued to chant.

I just looked at Angel, gazing into his gorgeous eyes, waiting for my moment.

The chanting got louder.

"Acquiro…….Durat……" Willow kept chanting.

Willows head dropped to eye level for but a moment. "Now Buffy….Now…" Willow seemed to yell her eyes still stark white.

I took the syringe, looked at Angel's eyes full of hope. I thrust the syringe deep into his chest and injected the blood just as Willow had told me. He only moved slightly due to the pressure I used.

Soon Angels' body looked as if he was going to convulse. His body shook slightly and his hands, now balled in fists at his sides. He was holding back his cry of pain, I could tell. I stood still, making sure not to ruin the spell; wanting so badly to touch him, help him. I saw his eyes glow a bright yellow like the sun. The same they did when I first saw him change. Hopefully that was a good sign.

His body finally stopped shaking and he dropped to the floor.

Willow had stopped chanting by the time he hit the floor. She looked at me waiting for a response. I didn't know what to say, how to react.

"Did it work?" Willow finally decided to say, as her eyes now refocused on the room.

I had dropped to the floor by Angel, softly running my hand across his face. He wasn't moving.

"I don't know," I said worriedly, "He's not moving." I finished. He already didn't breath; it was killing me not knowing if he was okay. I didn't know what to do; I wondered if I had done it fast enough. He wasn't bursting into dust; that had to mean something good….right?