okay, finally updated AND i have an ending in mind. thank -Brennan for helping and encouraging me in finishing this. i hope its not too disappointing. oh and in my world, no curse!

"Buffy?" he whispers again, looking into her eyes.

"Hi," she says softly, her face breaking into a smile. She turns on her side, her hand cupping his cheek.

"How are you feeling, love?" he says, cover her hand on his cheek.

"Beyond amazing," she says with a sigh. "That was-"

She finally looks beyond her gorgeous boyfriend to where they are. Her eyes cloud and face cloud with confusion as she removes her hand and sits up.

"Angel, why are we in your apartment?" she looks down at herself and at then at him. "Why are we dressed?"

"I thought it would be safer if we were here when you… woke up," he tells her worriedly.

"Oh. But-" her eyes become wide and her hand goes to her neck, her fingers feeling the mark his fangs had left on her. "Oh…"

Angel takes one look at the shock on her face and hangs his head as his heart breaks.

"Angel," she whispers, reaching for him. Before she can he springs up and walks to the door, leaning on it.

"God, I'm sorry," he says, his voice full of anguish. He turns to face her, leaning back against the wood, tears silently rolling down his face. "I'm sorry."

"No!" she says, rising from the bed and quickly crossing to him. She cups his face with both her hands, rising on her toes. "I don't want you to be sorry. Don't be sorry. This is what I wanted!"

"Buffy," he says, his hands gripping her hips.

"Shh," she says, smiling at him. "This is what I wanted. I want to be with you. I'm happy."

He stares at her, trying to read how sincere she is. Finally seeing the truth in her loving eyes, he pulls her tight to him, lowering his to her neck in relief.

"What-what about your friends," he asks, still overcome with guilt. "Giles? They're not going to be happy. And your mother-"

"Stop," she tells him firmly, pulling back and resting on her feet. "They gang will understand. Yes we may have to endure some major wiggins, but they'll get it. And if they don't, I don't care. I died. I did my duty, I deserve to be happy."

"I really make you happy?" he says timidly. She tilts her head and gives him the sweet smile that he adores.

"Of course you do." Suddenly unsure and self-conscious, she breaks eye contact with. "Do I? I mean, do I make you happy?"

"How can you ask that?" he tilts her chin up, letting all of his love for her show in his eyes. "I love you, Buffy. In my entire existence, no one has ever made me as happy as you have."

"Did…did I-" she licks her lips, and takes a deep unneeded breath. "Was I good?"

Angel's brow creases in confusion. Good? Good at what? Then it dawns on him and his heart aches that the beautiful creature before him would ever doubt herself.

"Oh my love," he says so softly as he leans in to give her a kiss. "You were amazing."

"Yeah?" she whispers hopefully.

"Yeah," he says with a smile, leaning in to give her another kiss. This time, when he tries to break away, she doesn't let him. Not another word is spoken for a long time.

"Well, th-there are no prophecies, no apocalyptic events that could have come up," Giles says as he rubs his tired eyes. "Perhaps she-she and Angel just…took the night off."

"Rupert, I'm sure they are both fine," Jenny says, placing a hand on his shoulder. Giles nods, still staring off worriedly. "Look, it's late and these guys need to go home and get some real rest."

The adults look over to the three teens sleeping teens. Willow has her head pillowed on her arms, occasionally whimpering about frogs. Xander has his head lying on one arm, drool dripping from his mouth. Cordelia had her head resting directly on the table, her hair mussed and her make up smudged.

"Jenny," Giles says softly, sighing deeply. "What about Buffy's mother?"

"What about my mother?" Buffy says as she and Angel walk into the library.

"My hair!" Cordelia says as Buffy's voice jerks her awake. The other two, also woken by the girl's voice, look around groggily before focusing on the couple that just entered.

"Buffy!" Willow exclaims, she and Xander quickly walking over to hug her.

"Hey, Buffster, you had us worried," Xander says, unaware of the jealous look Angel gives him as he hugs Buffy.

"I'm sorry," she says, looking apologetically and with slight guilt at her friends and watcher. "I should have called."

"Buffy, are feeling okay?" Jenny asks, worried by the girls pale face.

"Yeah, never better," she says, glancing at Angel. As she turns her head, her neck is exposed and everyone's eyes quickly widen in shock and horror.

"Oh my god, no," Giles says. He looks at Angel anger filling him up. Grabbing a cross that is lying on the table next to him, Giles runs towards the vampire. "You bastard!"

okay dont know why the name at the top didnt come out fully but you know who you are lol. alright, thoughts? be kind cause i know this story aint all that