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Notes: Still, English isn't my native language. . So, if you hate wrong spelling, you shouldn't read this =) Angst warning , a little hope between.
Songs are from Enya (Dreams, I may not awake, The Frog Prince).

"You're everything my dreams have seen.
But, what are dreams?
I'm walking where my dreams have been.
But, what are dreams?
Can I believe these spells I feel?
I'm wary now.
Can I believe, or is this real?
I'm wary now. "

I knew it was a dream.

All was like. . . Like it was then with him.

I walked to the mansion, surrounded by morning mist. Was it morning? I couldn't see sun, I only could saw him without really even yet seeing him.

I knew he was waiting for me, in the old mansion.

And it all was a dream. I couldn't cry for that, because I was happy. I felt smile on my lips as I open the heavy door.

"Buffy,"says he, reading a book front of the fireplace as he used to do. I walk to him, sat next to him.

"What are you reading?"

"Some horror book. That author doesn't know nothing about real horror."

"This smile on my face,
will carry a love I have known.
Like a fairytale come true,
oh, what joy this love has shown."

I smile and touch his face. He put the book down and kisses me.

I knew it was a dream.

"How did you find me here?" he asked.

"I just knew. I always know,"I say and kiss him again.

"I miss you, Buffy."

"So do I. I. . Everything it's so different now. In a bad way different,"I say as I lean against him.

I look up his face. It can't be just a dream. . .

"Just like some new-born creature, I.
What are dreams?
A child in need of love and care.
Tell me what, tell me what, are dreams?"

"Is this just a dream?"

"Yes, but we are real. Our souls are here now. But otherwise we are far away from each other."

"Why it is in this way?"I ask and I can't be without feeling sorrow.

"What way?"

"We. . In dreams, when we meet, everything is just fine. Why can't it be so in reality, too?"

"That's why we all need dreams, Buffy, to endure the reality."

"That makes sense to me."

"But without dreams. . ."

". . . We won't endure, I know."I sigh against his chest. I almost can hear his heart beating. . . Almost, like I once did. In a dream.

"Angel, sometimes I hope I won't awake. I could stay here. Forever."

"Don't say that, Buffy."I look up his face again.

"Can I believe these spells I feel?
I'm wary now.
Can I believe, or is this real?
I'm wary now.
Just like some new-born creature, I.
What are dreams?
A child in need of love and care.
Tell me what, tell me what, are dreams?"

I knew it was just a dream.

"Why?"

"There are people who need us."

"Yeah, but. . . Sometimes I just don't want to sacrifice myself. Not anymore. I want to sleep. Dream."

"I know the feeling. But as you said, we have to fight."

"I know that. Someday it will be over and. . ."

"Don't. Don't think about it. But one day. . . You can dream forever. Then we will be together."

"Promise to wait for me if you go first."

"Always, Buffy."

"Good. Because I will wait for you. Even if it takes eternity, I'll wait."

A comfortable silence fell on us.

"It's dawn soon, Buffy."

"Shh. . . It's so perfect. . One more minute, please."

I close my eyes. He gently touches my hair and kisses my forehead.

"Buffy, you have to go now. It's a school day, remember?"

I don't open my eyes."I know it is. Will I remember you? Will you remember me?"

"Yes, we will remember."He kisses me one more time as I feel my tears stars falling. . .

"No rains could weep as I have wept
To know a simple dream will not be kept
I am a child
So far from home

One by one the sky falls
I may not awaken"

. . . I wake up in my own bed as the dawn breaks. I still feel the cold tears on my cheeks.

I won't get up right way. I just lay awake, remembering.

I knew it was more than a dream. I start getting up and waking fully to the new day.

I can wait for him, even if it will take eternity

"Morning has come,
my dreams are left far behind.
As I walk through Paris streets,
I know now what I shall find."

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