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The next morning at the mansion, Angel sat in front of the fireplace, mesmerized by it's flames, remembering the light of the flames glowing on Buffy's face. She was on his mind heavily, and visions of her came to him every moment. He was pulled from his thoughts, when the smell of jasmine and strawberry assaulted his senses once again, Angel turned and their Buffy stood by the couch, fiddling with her hands. She didn't look so good, he face was pale, and she had black circles under her eyes. It was obvious she didn't get any sleep last night.
He stood up and walked toward her. "How are you?" He whispered
"Not good."
Angel took her hand in his "I know." He said, pulling her in his arms, he needed to feel her in his arms.
The tears began to form again, Buffy held him tightly. When she pulled away, she looked into his eyes, and reached up to carass his face. She wondered where they were now in their relationship, now that something was holding them back.
Angel saw the questions in her eyes, and led her to sit on the couch. "Buffy......I know we have to talk, but I don't want to talk."
Buffy listened closely.
"There's nothing to talk about, I said I was never going to hurt you again, and I won't."
A smile crept on Buffy's face, through the tears. She pulled him into a hug, and breathed a sigh, she was afraid he would just dismiss there time together and leave her anyway, because it was the right thing to do. But he didn't, and she loved him even more for it.
Pulling away. "I was afraid, you would pull a 'I'm leaving for your own good' speech" She said, sniffling.
Angel wiped her tears, and kissed her on the forehead. "No...your stuck with me." Getting more serious. "Buffy those days were the happiest days of my life...well not the fighting, but spending them with you, made feel so blessed, and I'm not gonna let you go, I couldn't.
"Me too." Buffy said, and she kissed him gently, and pulled him into another hug, she knew they could make it.
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