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Part 3
Angel stood on the balcony admiring the view infront of him while waiting for Buffy. She'd been in their for a long time, and Sarah had left a little while ago, so he wonder what was keeping her. He'd already taken off the jacket he was wearing and unbuttoned the white shirt, so he'd be more comfortable as he watched the moon glow over the town. When Buffy didn't come out, he decided to wait for her in the bedroom. The door opened and Buffy stepped out as Angel came from the balcony. His eyes fixated on her, the silk clung to her body outlining her petite frame and Angel was once more captivated by her beauty. He wanted more than anything to hold her, to feel her heart beating to the same rhythm as his. Unknowingly, Buffy was thinking the same, she nearly gasped at the sight of Angel's flawless chest, and all she wanted was to feel his embrace. But they knew it wouldn't happen.
They looked at each other for a long moment until Buffy broke the silence. "So...What do we do now?" She said almost shyly.
Coming out of his reverie. "We should get some sleep, gotta be ready for tomorrow."
Buffy nodded in agreement and walked toward the bed, Angel followed. For the first time in 200 years Angel felt nervous, the thought of sharing a bed with Buffy was an honor to him, but he didn't feel worthy. He thought to suggest she take the bed and he the floor but if they were going to pretend to be husband and wife, they needed to act like it, and get comfortable. Angel went to one side and Buffy the other, they glared away from each other as they both pulled the satin blankets down. Buffy slowly slid into the bed first, the silk of the gown, and the bedding felt smooth and tantalizing on her skin, like a lover's touch. At that moment Buffy's eyes drifted to her once called lover, she would give anything to be his lover once more, but as much as he hurt her she wasn't sure about taking the risk. She pulled the blankets over her body, and leaned over to blow out the candle on the nightstand before she laid back, and darkness surrounded the room, except for the warm glow from the fireplace. Angel removed his shoes and gently climbed into the bed beside her on top of the covers. Angel made sure he made space between he and Buffy, afraid to get that close. He felt Buffy roll onto her side, away from him and he spent the whole night yearning for her, like he always did as he drifted into sleep's embrace.
The next morning Willow awoke, she had fallen asleep reading over the spell books in her possession. She noticed Giles sat in his desk chair still researching, it was obvious he had not slept. As she got up from the couch, Giles shot out of his seat, nearly scaring Willow half to death.
"Willow, wake up!"
Nearly panting, "I am, what is it?" She asked
"I have good news and bad news. Good news, I've found away to bring Buffy and Angel back, the bad news is it's gonna be a couple of days."
Breathing a sigh, "How long is a couple of days Giles?" Willow asked
"5 days, until the next full moon."
Willow's eyes widened, "That's TOO long!! What if Buffy and Angel can't stay that long?"
Removing his glasses, "They have no choice."