Mom, this suite you booked us in is incredible." 
She said, not believing she was in Las Vegas 
for Christmas. 

"Honey, relax. I know this is not what you 
wanted. I'm meeting an important client 
tonight. Here's a ticket to see a show I was
planning on going to, but you take it." She 
smiled, kissing her daughter on the forehead. 

"Thanks, Mom." Just great. Guess I'm going 
to a show tonight. Now what am I going to 
wear?

A few hours later Buffy came down dressed in 
a long, black dress which was tight, but made 
her look very nice indeed. 

Now, which way to Excalibur?

"Oh, Miss Summers. Your mother arranged for 
you an escort tonight." The clerk said to 
Buffy.

"Hello there ,stranger."  She recognized the 
voice instantly. 

"Oz, it's so good to see you." Hugging her 
friend. She had misssed him. 

"So, shall we go to the show?" he asked her. 

She nodded her head so happy to see a 
familiar face. 

"Oz, what are you doing in Las Vegas?" Buffy 
asked, curious as to why he was here.

"Well after what happened with me and Willow, 
Devon suggested we go to Las Vegas." 

"I've missed you Oz." Things hadn't been the 
same since he left. 

"Buffy..." he softly said, holding her hand 
in his. "I've missed Sunnydale, but you were 
the one I missed the most." She let him say 
goodbye without any questions.

"Really." She was so surprised he missed her, 
instead of Willow.

"Yes. You never question my reasons. All you 
ever did was let me go. I needed that more 
than anything else."  He closed his mouth, 
even though he wanted to tell her at that 
moment he had always wanted her. 

"I remember that feeling. When I ran away 
from Sunnydale, it was like someone gives 
you a new start."  Oz needed to be free 
from all the guilt that Willow had put 
on him.

"No labeling is nice. You are not defined by 
what you do, but by who you are." Willow never 
understood what being a werewolf meant, but
Buffy did.

"Labels don't define who you are. I thought 
that all I would be was a slayer. Yet I 
realized by watching you Oz, that there 
was more to life than just doing your 
duty." Both of them wanted to be seen as
more than a werewolf and a slayer. 

"There is so much more to both of us. Willow 
never really saw me as a man. I always saw 
a beautiful woman in you." He was sick 
of Willow. She never let him be who he wanted 
to be. 

"Willow hurt you very deeply, Oz." Hating to 
see the pain in his eyes, she lightly brushed 
her fingers along the palm of his hand.

"Yeah, she did Buffy. That's one of the 
reasons I came here. I'm glad you are  
here now."  

"I am very glad that I came here." She was 
beginning to feel they had a lot more in 
common than they ever thought.

"Oz, what is wrong?" Buffy asked her date for 
the evening.
                                       
"I'm feeling bored." Oz placed his hand over 
Buffy's. "Do you want to leave?" He whispered 
in her ear. The show wasn't all that exciting 
anyway.
                                       
"Yes, I want to leave." She couldn't concentrate 
on the show when he kept touching her and whispering 
in her ear like that any way. Besides, being 
alone with Oz right now would be so wonderful.
                                       
"I want to show you my special place." Oz 
whispered quietly to her.
                                       
"Oz, you don't have to do that." Buffy said as he 
slowly went to the rack and put Buffy's coat 
over her.
                                       
"Relax, I want to." He knew that she was going 
to love his special place.
                                       
"I don't know what to say." She knew that 
things were changing between the two of them, 
and she was glad.
                                       
An hour later, Buffy and Oz find themselves 
in a valley overlooking all of Las Vegas.
                                       
"Oz, this view is beautiful." Buffy said 
taking in how everything seemed so small.
                                       
"I come here every once in a while, when I 
need to take a break from real life." Oz 
told Buffy, taking in her her beauty and 
how she seemed so full of interest in him.
                                       
"All of us need to take a break sometimes. I 
don't do it all that often. This makes us 
look so tiny and insignificant. Sort of puts 
things in perspective."
                                       
"Yes, it does, Buffy." Oz leaned in closer, 
deciding quite suddenly to kiss her.
                                       
The kiss was full of passion and a desire so 
strong, that it took the two of them both my 
surprise.
                                       
"Oz, we can't..." She didn't want to hurt 
Willow.
                                       
"Willow and me are in the past. I want to 
move on with my life." His eyes were full of 
truth that she realized that maybe this was 
what life wanted and dictated.
                                       
"Yes, but I think we should proceed very 
slowly." 
                                       
"Agreed." Oz said.
                                       
They spent the rest of the night in each 
others arms, star gazing.
                                       
The End.