Chapter 10: finale. The end of this story. Yes, after this it's done. Pity, I know. But it wouldn't be interesting if I kept going, after this, I've told the story I wanted to tell. I just couldn't make up my mind. Should Angel die of not? Should there be a happily ever after? Should he leave again?

Should he die? Should he lose his soul again? Become a vampire again? I had no idea. So I told you to tell me what you'd like to see. You all kindda disappointed me, because I didn't receive one idea, so I just came up with something most of you would like. Which I am not telling you yet, of course. That would totally ruin it. I do think this story should move on though.

You know what? I'll think about it, and maybe create a story that follows, although you really don't deserve it.

I don't know. Just enjoy the big finale. –Anyanca-

He sat up. 'Come here.' She nestled her in his arms. 'You're not losing me.' He whispered when she started crying on his shoulder. A knock on the door made her stop. A doctor entered. He was looking kindda sad and Buffy laid her hand over her mouth. 'No, no. I know what you're gonna say, and I won't accept it. I won't. I won't. I won't. You hear me?' Angel started petting her hair as she started crying again. 'You're not losing me.' He whispered again. She wouldn't believe him, even though she really wanted too.

'I really am sorry.' The doctor said.

'No. You're not, you won't even try.' Buffy cried.

'We are, honestly, we are. But the chance he'll survive is small. Almost non-existing. Maybe you should prepare.'

'No! I won't! He's getting better and then he's going home with me!'

'That's right. I am.' Angel tried to calm her down. Xander entered the room, with Willow and Giles on his heels. Giles removed his glasses from his nose. 'Buffy, I know this is hard to hear, but-'

'No, you don't!' She interrupted him. 'You don't know!'

'Shh, Buffy, calm down. I'll be all right. I always am. And you know it. Remember that time when Faith shot that poisoned arrow at me. I nearly died back then, but I didn't. And with Acathla, you killed me, and I came back. I'll always be there for you. Always.' Angel said, still petting her hair.

'I love you.' She whispered. She cried so long and hard, her voice was almost gone.

'I know you do. I love you too.'

He stopped petting her hair and laid back down. In just seconds time, his forehead was wet from his sweat. 'Could you all just- Just- I'm kindda beat.' He panted. Xander nodded. 'Sure. You should rest.' He said as he turned around to leave. 'Yes, yes, that's a good idea.' Giles didn't really seem to know what to say. And Willow just nodded as Xander was talking. As if she wanted to say. "He's right. You should rest. Get better soon.'

Angel followed them with his eyes and saw Brennan standing in the doorway. Her eyes were filled with tears. He hadn't ever seen her cry before. He had seen her sad and mad, but she had never cried. Until now. 'Bones.' He panted. Buffy kissed him on his forehead. 'I'll be back soon. I promise.' She said as she ran her fingers through his hair. He gazed at her. 'Where you going'?'

'Just around the corner getting a drink. It'll only take a minute.'

He smiled. 'I love you.'

'I love you too.'

She turned around and left the room. Brennan entered and sat with him on the bed. She ran her fingers through his hair, the same way Buffy had done. 'Wanna do me a favor?'

He blinked. 'Depends, what kindda favor?' He panted.

'Don't die.'

'I'll try.'

'That's all I'm asking for.'

'You know I might. Don't you?'

'Of course. The doctor just said so. I'm not deaf.'

'Don't tell Buffy I said so, but I don't think I'm getting better.'

'Why are you lying to her?'

'Buffy has responsibilities. She can't afford herself to be distracted because I might not make it. It could get her killed, or worse.'

'I see. Would that have anything to do with the "Slayer"-thing?'

'Yes, it would.

'Hi honey, Here I am again.' Buffy was standing in the doorway, smiling, but Angel could see she was faking it. According to Bones supised look, she couldn't. 'Okay, then, I'll go too, you shold rest.' Angel smiled. 'Everyone seemes to think so.'

'They're right.' Buffy said. She let herfelf fall into the chair next to the bed. 'Oh, did the doctor leave too?'

'Apparantly he did.' Angel said, suddenly realizing the doctor was gone.

A week later

'You see? You've been worried for nothing. I'm fine and I can go home.' Angel was standing next to the hospital bed, with his suetcase and everything packed as Buffy walked in. A smile appeared on her face, one that he haden't seen since he has stepped out of the plane. Spike was standing behind her. 'Hi Peaches, thought I should come and see how you are, but I guess you're doin' just fine'

Buffy hugged him, so hard he though she's snap some of his ribbs, but he didn't say a word. He just held her, as he knew she wanted him too. 'I love you.'

'I love you'

'I know.'

'You better.' He smiled as she said this and kissed her when she finally let him out of her grasp.

'Not that I don't enjoy watching you kids make out, but can we go kno? This place gives me the creeps.' Spike complained.

Angel smiled. 'Of corse it does, William. Youknow, they accually help people here. Unbelieveble, isn't it?'

Spike rolled his eyes. 'Stop calling me william, Peaches.'

'Stop calling me Peaches, William.'

'Fine, Liam.'

'Don't do that.'

'What?'

'Don't call me Liam. I haven't been Liam in a verry long time, like 260 years if I'm not mistaking.'

Buffy frowned. 'Liam?'

'My birthname.'

Spike rolled his eyes again. 'You haven't been Angel over five years either, but everyone still calles you Angel, but you don't mind that?'

'No, I don't. Look, you have a choice, either it's Angel or Booth, but not Peaches and not Liam.'

'Can I call you Angelus?'

'No way.'

'Fine, Angel, then. Happy are we, now?'

'Yes, thank you.'

'But no more William, or I'll go back to Peaches, deal?'

'Deal.'

Buffy glanced at Angel. 'Where does Peaches come from?'

'You don't wanna know.' Angel assured her.

'I don't?'

'You don't. Trust me.'

'I trust you.'

'You know, maybe you should rest some more.' Buffy said as they arrived at the appartment.

He kissed her. 'The doctor said I didn't have to.'

'But, maybe we should make sure, you could use my bedroom. I don't beliee you kno where it is. I'll show you.'

'Yeah, that may be a good idea, I think I'm a bit nochous.' He said, suddenly realizing where she was hedding to. The gang sat in the livvingroom, as they always did. They were smiling, they figgured it out before he had.

Finally arrived in the vbedroom, Buffy locked the door. He was smiling in front of her. 'Are you planning on what I think you're planning on?'

'depents, what are you thinking I'm planning on?'

He pulled her closer and kissed her, moving towards the bed. 'Am I getting close?'

'You're a mind-reader.' She pulled his shirt over his head, as they continoud kissing. He followed her example and took her shirt out too. As they went on, taking each others clothes out, Buffy remembered something Anya once said. "Sex isn't about two bodies smooshing together, it's about life, it's about making life."

And so they did, and it was more beautifull then either of them remembered…

That's it, isn't that nice? Okay, I'm makking a next story, I don't know what it'll be called, but I'll figure it out. And I'll rmember never to ask for you're ideas again. Just kidding, I'd love to hearyour thoughts. I hope you liked the story. And I hope you'll read the next one too.

- Anyanca -