DISCLAIMER: Not mine- if they were, they'd be a lot happier more of the time.
TIMELINE: Throw it in sometime season three
SPOILERS: None
SYNOPSIS: Fluff.
DISTRIBUTION: Ask me first, thanks.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Its really short. In fact, if someone wants to write a story this could fit into, please do. Hmm, is that a challenge? lol
FEEDBACK: I'd like some, really I would.
RATING: If you're watching the show, you can read this.

"Buffy, what time is it?" Angel asked, not opening his eyes. Buffy sighed and didn't answer. "Buffy?" he asked again. The slayer turned in his arms sluggishly.

"I don't know. Early. Late. it's still dark out. Go back to sleep," she ordered in a muffled voice. He felt her cuddle up to him, her arms caught between them, Buffy's face pressed into his neck.

"Buffy," he said more firmly, opening his eyes. She scowled and sat up.

"You know you're ruining a perfectly good dream!" she groused, folding her legs beneath her. She checked her watch. "Its two thirty." She paused. "TWO THIRTY?" she yelled. She groaned and flopped into bed. "Mom's not going to like this."

Though Angel was tempted to throw an arm around her waist and keep her right where she was, he resisted the urge. He'd known she was staying too long, he'd never even fallen asleep really. Guilty enough, he didn't want to get her in more trouble. It was just so hard to wake her up, let alone send her home.

"I have to call her. She's probably waiting up," Buffy moaned, dropping her head into her hands. "It was so much easier to sneak out!"

"I'm sure it was," Angel chuckled, sitting up. She looked at the phone, then looked at him. Looked at the warm bed. The sheets. She pressed a series of numbers and then hung up the phone. Angel gave her a quizzical look.

"I beeped her with my `at Willow's' code." He raised an eyebrow. "My bed with nobody, or this bed with you. hmm, real tough choice." She pushed him flat on the bed and kissed him. "My bed with nobody." Buffy kissed him again. "Or this bed, with you." she fell beside him and closed her eyes as he drew the covers up over them.

"So. What were you dreaming about?" he whispered.

"This bed. With you."

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