DISCLAIMER: none of these characters belong to me
RATING: PG-13?
SPOILERS: Angel episode "The Girl in Question"
SUMMARY: Buffy comes to visit Angel, ignore the upcoming episodes (grrrr...NINA!!!!)
FEEDBACK: please?
A/N 1: this is kind of a therapy fic...i was a bit pissed at the end of the eppy so i needed to write this so i understand if it's not that great
A/N2: THANK U!!!! ur feedback means so much...Leanne, Buffy16938, Angela, and Akay
A/N3: LAX is the los angeles airport (i think)

There was a light tapping at the door. Angel, polishing a sinister blade, did not need to look up to know who it was. She made her way over to the chair in front of his desk and sat down. There was silence. Angel continued to brood and polish.

"I heard you stopped by." Buffy's fingers nervously played with the hem of her shirt. His face was unreadable and only the slight tensing of his jaw told her that he was angry. "I'm sorry I missed you." The dagger clattered onto the desk. The sound echoed in the large office.

"At least you were having a grand old time dancing up a storm with your new boyfriend." The bitterness was not lost on Buffy. She sighed.

"Look, Angel-" He pushed away from his desk and strode over to the large windows, hoping the view would calm the stirring rage. "Oh my god." That wasn't what Angel had been expecting. Buffy rushed over to where he stood.

"Angel...the sun...you’re not bursting into flame!" A huge smile had spread across her face. "How is this possible?"

"Necro - tempered glass."

"Oh." Deflated, Buffy sat down again. "There goes that dream," she said wistfully.

"Yeah, well you took mine away in Italy." She stared at him in disbelief.

"Is that why you're mad? Because I'm dating someone?"

"Someone? The Immortal, Buffy! That's not just someone." Angel was shouting now. "What happened to finding yourself? What happened to cookie dough?" His voice was laced with hurt and anger.

"Don't. Yell. At. Me." The office suddenly got very very cold. The tense moment passed as Buffy softened. "Angel, I'm still cookie dough. Just cookie dough having some fun." She walked over and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. He still refused to look at her, gaze focused on the various skyscrapers. "I promise that when I'm ready, you'll be the one who will enjoy warm delicious cookie me."

"What if things change? What if-"

She cut him off, saying firmly, "I'll never stop loving you." Angel's buried fear was at last wiped away. He turned and kissed her ferociously.

He savored her warm lips against his own, savored the feel of her body in his embrace. She pressed herself against him until finally he broke away. Buffy gasped softly. Angel smirked.

"Remember that when you're with The Immortal."

~ Sometime in the near future

Angel found her sitting at a little table by the small Italian café in LAX. He slid into the seat across from her.

"You know, this is what I'm gonna miss the most about Italy." Buffy spooned the last bit of vanilla gelato into her mouth and then tossed the paper cup into a nearby trashcan. "But I missed you more." Angel merely smiled.

They stood and he tucked her hand into the crook of his arm. "Angel, are we going home now?"

"Yes Buffy." He kissed the crown of her head. Soon the couple was lost in the crowd.

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