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I opened my eyes and couldn't remember what happened. I groaned and sat up, looked around for something, but found nothing. I stared into the darkness trying to figure out what had exactly happened. I woke up, out of what seemed like a trance, and stared into the face of my love. Buffy. She looked so distant and cold. Hadn't I brought her such happiness? Her eyes were filled with hate instead of love and she had dark circles under her eyes. She looked as if she were fighting someone, but I looked around and there wasn't anyone in sight. I looked back to her and her sword ( why a sword?) clattered to the ground.

" Buffy, what's wrong? What's going on? Your arm, are you okay?" I asked her. Confusion washed over her beautiful face.

" Angel?" she asked quietly. I stood up and embraced her. It felt like ages since I last held her. It felt so right. I kissed her and she kissed me back hungrily. All of a sudden I felt her body stiffen and she drew back from me hold.

" I love you."she said.

" I love you too." I replied. And with a rough kiss she asked me to close me eyes. Like the fool I am I did, with in a few seconds her sword came crashing through my body. I didn't know what happened, I opened my eyes searching for an answer but she just stood there and cried. With my last breath I said her beautiful name. Then I was engulfed in bright lights.

Now here I am blocking the gateway to Hell, thinking of all the wrong I've done. And I still can't believe that my Buffy was the one who put me here. My love. Always will she be my love.

Always.