Chapter 2

Buffy was now in bed and she was sleeping perfectly calmly.
Or so it seemed that what she was dreaming was much more interesting.

At some point she got up because her alarm clock rang again,
it was time to go on patrol after their day off
had just overslept to be fit, she quickly got dressed and left the house, which she had all to herself, because Dawn moved to England to study with Giles, whom he too went back after all .
When she arrived at the cemetery, she looked around and was very focused.
The vampires didn’t let her wait long because she saw it
how they came out of their hiding places, but the sun had only just set.
So she started to fight the vampires right away, it was all routine, and she was a little bored, but she wouldn’t admit this, because she’s always no longer the only hunter, she had help got through Willow.
The vampires were dusty so she cleaned her jacket and straightened it to keep looking neat, but as she walked on
If she saw someone leaning against a tree and she tried to recognize that person from afar, but couldn't, she straightened her shoulders and walked straight to the person who was standing there.
She took another breath and then says in her own way.
"Hey what about you? Don't you want to attack me?"
She crossed her arms and tilted her hips and waited for the person to turn around, but instead of turning around, he just said.
"No, I'm not fighting with you, I'm only there for a specific question."
But when Buffy already heard the voice, she recognized it in the same breath and froze, so she thought all the pain,
which they both inflicted on each other had already expired, but with his voice the pain came up again and so she said in her typical cool way.
"Oh and what question would it be?"
She made no effort to walk towards him or away because she was paralyzed. She couldn't just walk, something deep inside her told her to stay, but her head told her to go, so Angel replied while he turned to her turned around and saw how she had her typical posture, he had to smile slightly at his words.
"How far is the cake?"
That was the only thing he asked, but that was enough for Buffy to swallow, since she certainly hadn't expected such a question. She remembered her last conversation when she addressed this, from then on she knew that he would wait for her, no matter how long it would take. So she thought about it and gave him one of her smiles and said.
"The cake is ready and even still warm"
She couldn't react that fast, she already had his hand in hers and so the two looked deep into each other's eyes, and unnoticedthey got closer and closer to each other.
so Angel said instead of kissing her.
"Has anyone already nibbled you or is it still allowed to do this?"
When she hears his question she has to laugh because she knew who he was referring to, but nothing will ever happen between her and Spike again
She had sworn to herself, because she had only used it back then to not be alone, which thank god she realized and so she said seriously and honestly.
"No, nobody had the permission to nibble on the cake, because the cake is only there for one person to nibble on"
Angel hadn't justified these words, however, because he could smell Spike's smell on her and it wasn't long ago that he could tell, but he was very happy to hear this and his typical smile appeared on his lips and so he pulled Buffy closer to her and carefully placed his hands on her cheek and already were gently lying
his lips on hers.
Buffy just liked it and savored the moment with him, so often she longed for it and now he was there and so she let his gentle kiss become more passionate and her hand slid down his neck to the front of his chest, starting slowly opening his shirt. Angel made no move to interrupt, so he stroked her back and his lips traced her cheekbones down to her neck, Buffy unable to hold back a low gasp.
But when Angel hears her panting, he reluctantly breaks away from her and so he looked at her with a demand that he cannot pursue and so he says.
"Buffy ..."
He had to break off knowing how she will react in a moment and so he has to watch and start the sentence from the beginning.
"Buffy, you know I want to, but we can't go any further you know what else will happen again."
When Buffy hears his words, she shakes her head and says pretty pissed off.
"Then why did you come here? Did you want to know if Spike and I are together, did you want that ??"
At Buffy's words he had to swallow and shook his head because he really didn't want to know, he just wanted to see her again, he wanted to be close to her. His feelings have never changed for her but unfortunately he cannot give her what she needs and what she wants.
"Buffy of course not. I wanted to see you ..."
But he didn't get any further with his talking, because she just turned around without a word and walked away from him so he stood there alone and looked after her sadly.
Buffy was still angry with Angel and wondered what he was thinking of just showing up, and then briefly when they both go a step further, which he then always stopped, of course she knows what happens but that's how she wants him.
"As if I didn't know, but he doesn't have to keep me like that ..."
Buffy didn't know what to do next, she really loved him, but she realizes that it would end the same way as it did back then with the two of them, and she doesn't want to have to go through it anymore, even if it would be difficult if he showed up more often.Buffy awoke from her sleep a look on her alarm clock told her that it was just 4 in the morning and so she let herself fall back into her pillow and wondered if she should call Angel again, or if she shouldn't, like that she doesn't know that Spike really didn't mind by not telling Angel that she lives in Los Angeles again.
Spike just wanted to tell Angel that he was visiting Buffy and that was it, still pondering, she sits up and runs through her hair and checked her cell phone
which was on her bedside table and so she took it in her hand and dialed Angel's number, she just wanted to know if it was like it was back then, if he had exactly the same dream.