“I just called Charles”, Cordelia told Wesley as she hung up the phone. “He’s angry I didn’t call before we left”, she told him.

“Oh Gunn, how is he?” Wesley asked.

“He misses me”, Cordelia said, smiling.

Angel walked out of the room and they all looked at him.

Buffy stepped out behind him.

She looked over at her friends as though she saw them for the first time.

“Buffy, is everything all right?” Willow asked.

“We won’t find him now…” Buffy whispered.

“What?” Angel moved closer to her, leaning down.

“Look at him”, Xander muttered in Tara’s ears over on the couch. “I think the years made him forget he still has a curse… look how he’s all over her”.

“I think they’re a pretty safe distance”, Tara replied.

“I can feel… I don’t know how to explain it, but I can feel him. He’s sleeping now”, she said. “Somewhere safe”.

“Then we have to search for him in the morning”, Willow said.

“That’s leaving one of us out of the search”, Xander pointed.

“Not necessarily”, Tara implied.

They looked at her.

“I know a spell that can protect Angel from the daylight”.

Angel walked alongside Buffy on the way to her home.

“So…” she said, looking up at him. “You still didn’t say anything about the spell”.

He sighed. “I don’t know, Buffy. I don’t think I should trust magic so much”.

“But don’t you see what it means? You could walk in the sun!” She sounded excited. “…With me…”

he stopped walking and looked at her.

“Walk me to the light”, She reached for his hand.

He took her hand and held it to his cheek. “I can’t,” he whispered. “Not like this”.

She opened the door to her apartment and entered. He stood there and looked at her, awkward. She put her bag down and turned to him.

“Oh, I’m sorry! Come in,” She invited him and he walked in, closing the door behind him.

“Nice apartment,” he commented, looking around at the one-bedroom place. She smiled and looked over to the bed.

“I should join Cordy and Wesley at the mansion,” he said.

“Please stay,” she looked at him. “I don’t wanna stay alone tonight”.

He smiled shyly.

After years of longing and dreaming, Buffy cuddled close to Angel’s body. She rested her head on his chest. They were both fully clothed, and he held his arm around her.

“Tell me,” she trailed her finger on his chest. “How we were… on that day”.

He smiled to himself at the memory. “You licked ice-cream from my chest,” he told her. She giggled and raised her head to look at him.

“Really?”

He nodded and smiled wider. “We had a good time”.

She caressed his muscular stomach, underneath his shirt.

“Was I happy?”

“We laid like this, only naked, and you didn’t want to sleep, so the day wouldn’t stop from happening…” He propped himself on his elbow, and stroked her hair. “I told you to sleep, that we’ll have another day just like this…” he cringed and dropped his hand.

She waited for him to lay down again, and rested her head on his arm, snuggling close. “It must have been perfect. Spending the day like a normal girl with her normal boyfriend… with you…” she whispered and he closed his eyes, thinking that was exactly what she said then.

He pulled her closer and kissed her forehead. “Sleep”. He whispered.

Angel watched Buffy as she stirred in his arms and then opened her eyes slowly. She smiled at him, relieved to see he was still there, holding her. He smiled. “Good Morning”.

The phone rang and Buffy reluctantly turned away from Angel to pick it up.

Angel got up and paced around the room.

“Giles called. They’re going out to look after Michael”.

“They shouldn’t go alone,” Angel said, moving closer.

“Well, Tara and Willow are heading our way to cast that spell on you… and Cordelia didn’t think Michael would hurt them”.

Angel rubbed his chin. “Michael doesn’t know what he’s doing. He’s believing whatever Lindsey tells him”.

“They’re looking for me,” Michael said, turning to Lindsey.

“Hmmm?”

“There’s 4 of them. I think my mother is with them”. Michael said as he tied his new snickers.

“I’m gonna go play with them a little, they will lead me to Buffy,” He jumped up on his feet.

“Be careful, son”. Lindsey said, as he opened his laptop. Michael smiled and walked out the door. “See you later… dad,” he closed the door behind him.

Lindsey looked at his laptop and started typing.

“No need to bother the senior partners… the kid’s very cooperative”.

“I believe we should stay together,” Wesley commented when Xander offered to split up.

“We have better chance of finding him if we look in different places,” Xander argued.

“What good will it do when he controls your mind?” Wesley asked.

“I suppose he has a point,” Giles sighed.

“Oh please, he’s a kid. I can take him easily”.

Cordelia snickered. “I would LOVE to see you try”.

“Fine, you go look for him, I’ll go on my own”. Xander turned and walked away.

The other three didn’t even flicker.

“yi mi nor shemesh nikor. Ti zi kor shemesh lo hol”. Tara finished her weird chanting. Buffy and Willow were standing at the far corner looking. Angel was sitting in front of Tara, in a circle, studying her face as she chanted the unfamiliar words.

She opened her eyes and got up.

“Can I…” He started asking, but she nodded.

He got up, brushing his hair. “What language was that? I’ve never heard that one before”.

“It’s biblican. Ancient witches language used in bible times, later adapted by western witches. The spell I put on you was used in Salem. Witches sent creatures of the nights during the day, to defend themselves from their hunters,” Tara explained.

“Is it working?” Buffy approached them.

Angel glanced at the door. “We’ll have to see”.

Buffy walked over to the door and opened it, waiting for Angel to follow. He blinked at the bright light and started walking slowly towards it.

He stopped before being exposed to the light and looked at Buffy.

She smiled at him and held out her hand. “It’s okay,” She whispered.

He slowly reached out his hand, exposing it to the sun. Not even a sizzle. He held Buffy’s hand and like a baby making his first step, he started walking very slowly, until he was completely exposed to the daylight. He turned around to Tara and smiled widely.

Xander stopped in the middle of the street.

He looked at the young boy, with the L.A Lakers cap, walking towards him.

“Oh, it’s easier than I thought,” Xander said to himself quietly.

Michael stopped before him.

“Hey, kid. I heard you need to be stopped,” Xander said.

“Why do you think Angel is evil?” Michael was surprised with Xander’s thoughts.

“Hey, how did you do that?” Xander asked, surprised.

The boy started to laugh and jump around. “You’re jealous! You’re jealous! You’re green with envy! “ He called.

“Stop that! I’m not-“ Xander waved his hand, then realized his hand was green.

“What have you done to me?” Xander asked and ran to some store’s window, looking at his reflection.

“I’m green!” He nearly fell to the ground.

He turned back to the boy. “Turn me back!”

“You’re jealous! You’re jealous!” The boy kept repeating his little chant and giggled. He stopped abruptly and look around.

“Stay away,” he warned riley who came closer, trying to sneak behind him.

“Get him!” Xander called and riley stopped on his tracks.

“Xander? What happened to you?”

Xander grinned foolishly. “I’m green with envy”.

The boy stepped back. “Here’s your big chance, zeppo”.

“What?” they both turned to him.

“Dead boy!” Michael hissed. “I’m not sure you want me to…”- he was cut by riley who lunged at him.

Xander grabbed riley and pulled him away from the kid.

The tall guy looked surprised. “Xander, what are you-“ he didn’t finish his sentence; Xander punched his nose and dropped him to the ground. He got up and tried to hit Xander back, but Xander ducked his hit. Michael watched amused the two guys fighting.

“Kill him,” he ordered and walked away.