The Other Half

By Angel Marquez

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Rating: PG

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and/or Mutant Enemy. I make no money from this. Blah, Blah, blah.

Summary: Willow/Angel.  After Buffy's death (season 5) Willow has to give
Angel the news. And they finally come out with their feelings.

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"Willow." Angel was surprised to see the redhead. He had walked in with his
friends, happy that they had all survived. When his eyes hit Willow, he
became even happier. He had missed her. He was ready to run to her, hug her
and tell her all that had happened. Then she stood. He noticed her
nervousness. Her brow was furrowed and her beautiful green eyes looked so
sad. He walked to her slowly. Somehow it hit him 'Buffy.' he thought.
"Angel." She spoke, barely a whisper. The others came up behind them. "Why
hello." Lorne grinned. Cordy elbowed him, knowing something was wrong. "What
is it?" Wesley asked desperately. "Buffy, she-...sh-" Willow trembled as her
eyes filled with tears. Angel knew what she was going to say. He took Willow
into his arms. "Angel...she's gone." she cried. The others looked at each
other. Cordy's hand covered the cries that came from her mouth. Wesley
grabbed her. "Oh my God!" Cordy cried. The remaining three looked on sadly.

"...Glory got Dawn. We all-...(Willow became upset again) we tried our best,
but...we were too late. The spell began. Dimensions started to bleed into
each other. It needed-...Dawn was going to jump in and close it. (She began
to cry) but Buffy wouldn't let her. The damn First Slayer told her. Told her
'death' was her gift." Willow wiped away the tears. "She took her place?
Death was her gift." Wes said aloud, as if to himself. Willow looked at him
angrily. She knew it was true, but it disgusted her that her friends death
should be considered a gift. She rose and walked away. Angel gave Wes a
look.
"Sorry." The Brit said quietly. "It's late and I've got a bar to clean up."
Lorne stood. "Yea. Time to go." Gunn added as he looked across the room
where
Angel had gone and stood talking to Willow. "Uh..." Fred spoke up. "Oh. yea,
Fred. Angel has extra rooms here, or you can stay with me. Dennis should
behave himself." "Dennis?" "Oh, he's the ghost haunting my apartment." "Oh!
Okay, I think I'll stay here." Cordy walked over to Angel and Will. "Will
are
you sticking around or-?" Willow looked unsure. "Yes, you can stay here."
Angel put a hand on her arm. Willow nodded to Cordy. "K. I'll see you
tomorrow.(Cordy hugged Will) Angel, give Gunn your car keys to take us home
and I'll set Fred up in one of the extra rooms. "Oh, right." He seemed to
just remember about the girl as he handed his keys to Cordy. "Fred?" Willow
asked. "Picked her up on Lorne's home world." "Ah." Willow nodded. "Come on,
I'll show you your room. As Cordy was getting Fred and handing the keys to
Gunn, Angel lay his hand on the small of Willow's back and led her to the
first furnished room after his. There would be one empty room between them.
Angel knew his rather loud dreams could be disturbing, so that room was left
empty. Cordy led Fred to a room further down the hall. Fred noticed there
was
one empty room between the furnished rooms down this one side of the hall.
Angel and Will sat on the bed talking as Cordy came to the doorway. "Hey
boss, I've situated our guest in her room, now I'm going home. See you guys
tomorrow." "Thanks Cordy. Could ya lock up before you go?" "Haven't I been
through-or done enough lately?" "Cordelia, you were waited on hand and foot
in-" "Okay, Okay." Cordy whined as Willow gave a small smile. "Nice to see
she hasn't changed too much." Will gave her sweet smile. Angel smiled. For a
moment, he remembered what it had been like those few years ago when he
lived
in Sunnydale with the Slayer and her friends. Willow looked sweet, lovely
and
innocent. Even though he knew she wasn't the same naive girl she had been
when they first met. He had kept in touch and heard how the Scooby gang was
progressing. He knew Will had become a powerful witch, and he looked at her
now, he saw she had turned into a lovely woman. She still had the beautiful
smooth pale skin and green eyes, but her body, her mind, and her soul had
definitely grown. "Angel? Angel!? (he snapped out of it) Are you Okay?" She
wore a look of worry. Buffy entered his mind. He cursed himself for not
being
there to help and stood. "Yea. I'm-I'm going...." "Night, Angel. Sweet
dreams." He gave her one last look, then walked out.

"So the prince of broodiness hasn't come in yet?" "Nope. I called Tara and
told her I'd be stayin' here for a few days." "Cool, If anyone can lift his
spirits it's you. You know how he always found you so cutely amusing.
Proving
once again he's undead and really old. Besides, you know how guys are. Gunn
and Wes won't really talk to him about it." "Yea, men." Wills answered Cordy
with a crooked grin. Suddenly a small laugh came from Fred in the atrium.
"Don't worry. She was laughing at something the shrubbery said. "Cordy gave
Willow a look. "She's been living all alone for a long time." Cordy added as
they looked at the girl. "Too long." Cordy cringed as she stood to get some
coffee. "So tell me more about this Gruesalog." Will asked.

"Well at least it was a slow day. A really slow day." Cordy said as she
turned off the desk lamp. "We still get paid though right?" Gunn asked Wes.
"You're beginning to sound like Cordelia.:" The Brit said. "Actually she
told
me to ask." "Tsk." Cordy hit Gunn. Willow smiled. "Well, make sure you talk
to his Broodiness." "I will." Willow assured her. "I can't believe he stayed
in his room all day." Wesley sounded concerned. "At least he didn't run off
and leave us for a few months." Gunn raised an eyebrow. "Bye Guys." Willow
waved as they left. She turned determinedly to Angel's room. She took a deep
breathe, and went for it. She knocked. Nothing. Again. Nothing. "Angel?"
Door
locked, No answer. She used her Wicca mind powers to be sure he was in the
room. He was. "I'm coming in Angel." Suddenly the door flew open. "Great
thing those Wicca powers eh?" He asked staring out the window. "All part of
the Scoobies. I coulda opened it with a bobby pin, given more time. And if I
had one." She added the last part as an afterthought. He looked at her the
corner of his mouth almost turned up in a smile. "What are they doing?" Will
walked over to him. "Who? The people of L.A.? You would know more than I."
"No, I meant...'the Scoobies.'"  "Oh. (her face became sad. he noticed.)
Giles went back to England. Xander and Anya are moving to San Francisco.
They're getting married. Dawn went with them." "And you?" He turned to her.
"What?" "What are you doing?" "I'm...I'm visiting an old friend. And when I
say old, I mean old. Like ancie-" She stopped and smiled when she saw him
smiling at her. "Sorry. At lest you look as young as me. Maybe younger. And
you're wise. Almost three centuries worth of wise." She gave him a big smile
"You would think." He said almost angrily. "Come on. Let's go for a walk."
"A
walk? In L.A.? At night? It's full of freaks Will." "Angel, hello. We are
the
freaks. A souled vampire and a witch." "A Super Witch from what I hear." He
said. She smiled. "I always knew you had it in ya. You actually got my soul
back to me." "Yea, lotta good it did ya. And I ended up in the hospital." He
brow furrowed as if he hadn't known that part. she smiled and he went on.
"Points for trying." "Okay. So it wasn't too little, just too late. Let's
go." She grabbed his arm and pulled him out.

"Love your ride. Angel!" Willow let the air breeze thru her red hair as she
watched the lights reflect off his black convertible. "Thanks. Like the air
and lights reflecting huh?" She smiled over at him. He knew he was right.
"Sorry for bugging about the walk. This is a nice spot." Will said as Angel
parked. "Yea, I like to come here sometimes." "For when you feel like doing
your brooding outside?" Will added the explanation. "You know, I'm not
brooding. I haven't been Mr. Broody-too-much in awhile. A lot has happened.
I
laugh, I joke, I smile." Willow smiled at the defensive vampire. "Yea, I've
heard." "Yea, you and Cordy talk huh?" "Yea." Suddenly she looked at him
seriously. She wondered how he felt about Buffy. "God Willow, I'm sorry."
Angel got off the car and looked up into the sky. "Sorry?" Willow followed
him. "I should've been there. Maybe I couldn've-...I-...." "Angel, It's not
your fault. You couldn't've done anything." "How do you know?" He looked at
her desperately. "Everything happens for a reason. This was supposed to
happen.  The Powers That Be must have thought...this...is supposed to be."
"How can you be sure?" "...I have to be." She said sadly. He believed her,
but she looked so upset. "God Will, you loved her so much. Didn't you?" "I
did. (sniffle) She was my-" She cried and he went to her and held her until
she pulled away. "I'm sorry. This is supposed to be about you." "Me." He
said
almost a question. "I know you loved her...." "I did. There may always be a
little piece of Buffy in here (points to chest), just like there may be in
you, but I'm not-...I don't-..." He began to walk away. "I wasn't there! I
told her she could count on me. I promised to help her, to make sure this
slayer didn't-..." "Angel Glory was a God! We all did the best we could!
Spike got close, but-...I'm the one that got him up there. Maybe if I had
been better, faster, ...not so worried about Tara." "No Willow. It wasn't
your job to-" "It's not yours either! You were saving Cordy and all of you.
Would you feel better if you had lost Cordy instead?" Angel squeezed his
eyes
shut and shook his head. Will hugged him. "She was the Slayer. Lived longer
than others. And...death was her gift." They stood there under the night sky
crying. The red-headed witch cried for the pain of the souled vamp, while a
few tears slipped from his dark eyes due to his sense of failure and loss
and
due to the lovely moon-lit woman crying in his arms.

After a good cry, Angel told Willow he was over Buffy. That she had never
been the right kind of girl for him anyway(nevermind the Slayer/Vampire
thing).He just felt guilty. He wished he had been able to help. He wasn't in
love with Buffy anymore, but he didn't want her dead either. "So,...what
you're saying is you're not in love with her anymore, it's just guilt
that-you'll-get-over, and she wasn't the right type of girl for you?" Willow
asked the last part confused and amazed. "Obviously, I"m meant to be alone."
Willow looked unsure. "Due to the gypsy curse." "Well you could keep getting
it on with Darla. You'll get off, but won't be happy and go all evil
Angelusy." Will made her 'evil Angelus' face. Angel laughed. "I don't think
so-hey wait. ...How did you-?" Angel hadn't told anyone about that stupid
night with Darla. "Oh! uh....word gets around really fast in the demon
world.
sorry." Angel looked away and thought about it 'oh, well.'  "Ok. Suppose you
could be happy. What kind of girl is the right type then?" Willow wanted
back
to the subject. Angel smiled and sat up on the car hood next to the tiny
red-head. "Like a game? My dream-girl?...Not to sound corny, but she'd have
to be the other half of me. At home waiting for me to come back safely from
work. Maybe sometimes help us cause of course she can kick a little ass(they
smiled)...uh...since I know so much of the evil of the world, she'd have to
know the good and share it. A little naive and a lot hopeful. You know?(He
looked at her. Her big green eyes relaying that she understood perfectly)
Someone to bring me up-" "When you feel down. Someone to comfort you when
your restless, someone to let you be the champion hero, but take care of you
when you need a break...someone to love you...when you can't love yourself."
Here he looked at her. She was looking out, she seemed to be focusing on a
single star just a little out of a group of clustered stars. Her eyes came
over and looked up into his. "God Willow, you're so...beautiful....In every
conceivable definition of the term." His hand lay on her face. She noticed
it's coolness, especially since her skin seemed to warm up suddenly. "Look
at
him using his charm on her, that must be her." Lilah said to the demon next
to her. "She can't work for him. We need her. We have to get her and quick.
Dobcs demons are known for their loyalty. If he gets her in the ceremony
first, Angel'll have her till he dies...which could be a long time. We need
her power." Lilah took another look through her binoculars at the red-headed
Wiccan Dobcs demon she was ordered to get for Wolfram and Hart. She and
Angel
were getting into the car and driving away.

"Here Cordy." Will handed the brunette two Advil. "Okay, so what do we do?"
Willow asked the guys. "You stay watch over Cordy and look up this demon."
Angel answered. "Research girl again? But with my powers I can-" "No! We
need
you here. We can take care of this. Call us when you find out how to stop
this thing." Angle pushed the guys to the door." "Fine. What's the dem-" "I
left the books there on the counter." Wesley answered. The guys drove off
and
Cordy helped Will find the demon in her vision. "Oh-no." "What?" "This isn't
just a slice 'n' dice." Big green eyes looked to big brown ones. "Better
call
Ang-" Cordy stopped when she realized Willow was using some telepathic
power.
'Angel!' "Willow?!" Angel froze and began to look around. Wesley and Gunn
looked at him strangely. "You can't just go a chop chopin' to kill this guy.
You have to put  blood from his first victim on the weapon you use.' "How?"
'He has it in his lair in a small vial on a chain. I can use my majik to
send
you there, but only for a minute or less.' 'Okay. Give me a sec to tell the
guys then send me in.' Angel explained, then suddenly was sent into a tiny
messy room, obviously the demon's lair. Angel looked frantically as Will
strained to maintain the spell working. As he found it he said "Got it!" She
sent him back to slay the demon as she fell to the floor. "Whew!" "Willow!"
Cordy went to her. By the time the guys returned Cordy was working as Willow
lay on the couch. "Hey, Will nice work-are you okay?" Angel rushed to her.
"Yea, yea. I'm fine. Lil tired." "It took a bit out of her to transport you
from her own powers ya know?" Cordy added. "What's the difference? Thought
you were majik-girl?" Gunn asked. "Angel held Willow as Wesley explained.
"She exhausted her own power. Usually witches can use a majik object or
combination of objects or 'erbs. It's quite inter-" Gunn stopped Him. "I
think I get it. You can stop now. (Wesley walked away) He said 'quite
interesting' He would've gone on forever." Will and Angel laughed.
"So,...demon slain?" "Yea. Dust. Or big glob of slimy parts should I say."
Willow made a 'yuk' face at his description. "Good to feel useful again."
She
said sadly. "Awe Will, you did help. You were a big help. It did take the
three of us to get that guy down." Angel smiled at her. "Neat-o. I do good."
He smiled. "Yea."

"Uh...Cordelia" Fred asked with a tiny voice. "Hey Fred, what's up?" "I-I
was
thinking maybe I could see if Dennis can tolerate me? I-I was thinking of
going back to the library. I liked working there." Cordy realized what was
going on. "Sure. He's not the right guy for you anyhow." Fred gave a small
smile. "Yea, Guess he's not Prince Charming after all." "Yea, definitely not
the right guy for you... or me...or any girl I know. Even Buffy wouldn't-"
Cordy stopped.

Angel was in his room alone as the sunset. The others plus Fred had just
left. "Goddess Angel! We're in this big, huge hotel all alone! Like The
Shining! Oh not like The Shining! What do you do all the time here alone at
night? I know!" Suddenly Willow ran down the hall yelling
"Whoo...Whoo-hoo!..." Angel listened to her running up and down the hall
yelling. He laughed. He had actually done the same thing (at least similar
(training & yelling)) a few times. When She reached his door he was leaning
against the doorway smiling at her, she stopped for a second, then grabbed
his hand and kept running and yelling. He laughed. "Whoa! Will is that you?"
She smiled at him. "The movie Vampires can fly why not you?" He smiled back
as they floated down the hall.

Angel laughed. He and Willow had been all over town. They began with a
dinner
where Angel even ate a little, then they went out for ice cream. Just
walking
around with her made him happy. Her cute little ways made him laugh. He
found
her as adorable as when they first met, yet now there were moments where he
felt something different. When she was showing what a powerful witch she was
or a smart, mature woman. "Sun'll be up soon Angel." "Yea, it will won't it?
I hadn't noticed." He had an adorable smile on his face. She couldn't help
but give one of her big cheesy grins back. "We better get going...unless you
wanna tan?" Will asked looking with big green eyes. "That's okay. I like the
pale look." He said touching her face. She became conscious of her own
paleness. "Oh well turns out the sun's bad or everyone's skin." She gave him
a matter-of-fact nod of her head. "Let's get going before we both discover
the limitations of my skin's sensitivity to sunlight." He led her to the
car.

"Tomorrow night's the ceremony. We have to get her tonight." Lilah said. Her
willing flunky took a step forward. "No, not now. We'll wait till they're
both asleep. Lilah grinned to herself.

With the help of some mystic powers, Angel and Willow didn't even flinch as
she was taken from Angel's place. By the time Cordy got to Angel and woke
him
up informing him about her vision and fact that Willow was missing. Willow
was waking in a dark room. What the-" "Hello." Will looked at the woman
strangely. "We know who you are-or should I say what you are." The tall
woman
informed. "You do?" "Yes, so we've taken the liberty of calling many of our
Warlock/Witch/Dobcs demon associates to be sure you don't use your powers to
escape. Willow looked around the empty room. "They're outside...waiting."
"Well, since you know who I am..." Will began. "I'm a representative for
Wolfram & Hart." "I've heard of you." "Of course you have. Have there been
so
many offers?" Will was confused, but remained silent. "We need you. Heranna.
We need your power. We'll keep you busy and satisfied. I've been authorized
to give you a great deal...and if you don't like that...I've also been
authorized to use other methods. Suddenly two thin freaky looking demons
entered. "I'm sure you've heard of Vextore demons. They're masters in the
art
of torture." Lilah smiled as Will's eyes grew wide from fright. "So,...what
do you say?" Lilah asked glancing at the Vextore demons. "Uh...can I have
some more time to think it over?" Will asked trying to buy some time. "Sure.
You have until we begin the ceremony. You will be ours. But we know your
kind
work better if kept somewhat happy...given some incentive. So just to remind
you that our generous offer is on the table and of the alternative..." Lilah
gestured to the Vextore demons and walked out. Suddenly Willow felt a sharp
pain in her side. She looked at the demons. One had a big smile on his face.
"My turn!" The other one said. Then Will felt stabbing pain in her head.
"Ahhh!..." She cried out in pain. She thought to use majik, but found she
couldn't. It was as if something was repelling her power. Suddenly it was as
if a hand had smacked across her face, but the demons were still off in the
corner...giggling. "Angel..."She whimpered before feeling more invisible
hands beating her. "Angel." She blacked out.

"Angel, you can't just run in there. You need a plan." "That is my plan." He
pulled away from Cordelia. "Angel, I think Cordy has a poi-" Wesley was cut
off by Angel's stare. "She needs me. I'm not gonna let her go through this
alone, so she can die lie-..." "She's not Buffy, Angel." Wesley said softly.
Angel was quiet. "We need to check out the place quietly, then be sure we're
ready for whatever is in there." "Fine, you guys do that." Wes, Fred, and
Cordy ran off. "I'm gonna run in there and get my Willow." Angel said more
to
himself. "I'm with you bro." Gunn followed him. "They ran in and were
instantly face-to-face with a group of Dobcs and Vextore demons. Angel
beheaded a Dobcs right away. Then he was magikally pinned against the wall
as
Gunn fought with one of the Vextore. "You'd think we'd learn by now." Wesley
said referring to Angel's tricking them. They looked down through the glass
ceiling. "We gotta help him. How?" Cordy asked Fred. Suddenly they heard a
crack. "You had to ask." Wesley said before they fell through and landed on
a
Dobcs. Suddenly Angel fell from the wall and beheaded the second Dobcs.
"Hold
that one with this." Angel tossed Wes the ax. "And this one?" Gunn held a
beaten Vextore demon. "Oh no." Angel said worried. "What?" Wesley asked.
"Vextore demon. Masters of torture." Everyone looked at each other with wide
eyes. Willow was cold and realized it was because of the altar she was
placed
on with nothing but a red sheet draped over her. She  tried to move, but her
hands were chained down. "Nadrac...Dothnay...Diembray..." Willow noticed the
cloaked figure over her. He chanted some words then place a bit of oil on
her
forehead. 'Great. He's marking me. What for?!' She thought. "Willow?!" She
could swear she heard Angel's voice. "Angel!" She screamed as loud as she
could. The cloaked figure lit a stick and was slowly bringing it to her
face.
'Dear Goddess, is that stuff he put on me flammable?' She wondered.
Cloak-man
chanted some more as the flame grew closer and closer to her. "Ang-"
"Willow!" Suddenly, Angel was there in the room. Some of Lilah's flunkies
ran
at him as Lilah herself ran out another door. Angel took care of them
easily.
And ran to Willow just in time to wipe the ignited oil off her head and
stare
down Mr. Cloak. He pushed back the cloak. He was a big scary man with beady,
cloudy eyes, long black hair and a goatee. Suddenly, he disappeared, but his
laughter could still be heard fading out. "Angel." Willow was so glad.
"Willow, are you okay?" "I-" Angel ripped the chains from the altar. Willow
sat up and Angel noticed for a moment she had no clothes on. She was
carefully trying to get down. "Here, let me...." He helped her down. She
looked so tired and out of it. He wrapped the sheet carefully around her,
then picked her up easily and carried her to the others. "Willow! Is she?"
Cordy asked hysterically. "She'll be okay."

Angel brought Willow a glass of juice. "Thanks." She carefully drank and set
it on the bedside table. "No problem. Glad to do it." He smiled at her. "Oh,
Angel. My hero." He laughed and sat next to her. "How are you feeling?"
"Worse than I look. What's up with those Vextore guys anyway?" "Yea. They
can
make you feel like they're beating the crap out of you...cuz basically they
are, but there are no outward signs. No bruises." He brushed a strand of
hair
away from her face. "I see why she loved you so much. And I remember why I-"
She blushed a little and looked away. "What?" He asked. "You know. (he
looked
unsure) Well maybe you were so preoccupied with her and Cordy hangin' all
over you-" "What?" He smiled. "I totally-...had a crush on you." "Really?
(his sweet, semi-blushing smile came out) Well, I always thought you
were-...cute." "Cute?" She said as if disgusted. "Well I mean your way. You
were always so sweet and hopeful and funny. "Look at you now. (she gave him
a
'what?' look) You were always beautiful, but now you're..." He leaned in
closer to her and she strained to get closer to him. He kissed her his hand
tangling in her soft red hair. Suddenly the phone rang and they parted
surprised. Willow's fingers went to her mouth. "Hello?" "Hey, Angel, this is
Tara."  "Oh, hey." "Is Willow around?" "Yea." Angel handed her the phone.
"Willow?" "Tara!" Hi sweetie. Am I interrupting anything?" "Interrupting?"
Willow and Angel shared a look. "No." Angel walked out to give her some
privacy.

As soon as Willow felt good enough, she flew back to Sunnydale. Her and
Angel
never having talked about what happened that night. Angel stayed in L.A.
doing the same old, same old. But after thought about Willow, Cordy noticed.
"What's with you?" "Huh?" He asked her. "You just got into deep description
of Willow's smile." "Well it's so pretty. Her little teeth are so cute and
when she smiles with her tongue between her teeth..." He trailed of when he
noticed the look Cordy gave him. "I just miss having her around...I guess."
"Uh-huh." She said and walked away.

"Yea, you told me about that part." "Huh?" Wills asked forehead crinkled.
"How Angel rushed in all tall, dark and handsome to rescue you, his duster
waving behind him like a super-hero and all." "Oh." Willow said quietly.
"It's okay. I'm glad he saved you." Tara kissed Willow. "Yea." Wills smiled.
"Maybe we should send him a gift basket or something." Tara said as she put
some dishes away. Wills gave her a strange look.

"Oh Buffy. Everything's different. You're gone. Giles in back in England.
Anya and Xander took Dawn to San Francisco. And now me and Tara-" Angel
watched from the shadows as Willow talked to Buffy's grave. He was glad it
was cloudy and the sun would soon be down for the day." I guess it just
wasn't meant to be. I hope she doesn't hate me. Especially since she's
becoming a more powerful Wicca. (Angel stifled a laugh) Oh Buffy. I wish I
could talk to you. I mean why can't I stop thinking about him? (Angel moved
closer) I mean sure he saved my life, but who hasn't? this bring Sunnyhell
and all. And I saved his soul...kinda...once. (Angel smiled) He's just
always
on my mind lately. Goddess,...that kiss. (Willow's fingers went back to her
lips) How can I feel this way? I mean is it wrong? He was yours." Angel
couldn't hide anymore. "I'm not a puppy Willow." "Uh! Angel!" Willow's mouth
hung open terrified. He only smiled. She ran off. "Willow!" "He took a few
steps, but hit Buffy's grave. "Oh, Buff. I think I love her. I promise you,
I'll never hurt her and I'll protect her...to my death if I have to.
Buffy...she's incredible. She's just what I-...She's the other half."

Angel went to Willow's house, it was empty. He walked around something
leading him to Buffy's house, a for sale sign in the front yard. There she
was. He watched her walk around the house with a cup of tea, She never
actually took a drink of. She disappeared into the kitchen. He walked to the
back door. She sat on a stool at the island dazing. He knocked softly. She
looked over not really surprised. He opened the door. "Can I come in?" "You
don't really need permission." She still sat on the stool. "Yea, but it's
polite to ask." She gave him a small smile. "Willow (she looked at him
sweetly) I love you too, as a friend...and more." She wondered how Buffy
would feel. He read her mind. "Willow, she'd be happy for us." He walked to
her and took her hands. She looked doubtful. "Well...ultimately, she'd be
happy for us." Willow believed him now. "Angel,..." "Willow." He kissed her.
"You realize of course you'll have to turn me then restore my soul right?"
Angel responded with a grin. Then he thought about his soul. "What about
my-"
"Oh! I've been working on that. I think I've found something." She pulled
him
into the living room and showed him the spell. "And until then?" She pulled
him up to the bedroom. "We can do some stuff. I'll leave you wanting more."