Angel comes to visit after 'A Huge Mistake'. Idiocies ensure. Mwahahaha! PG, not that bad Set a week after 'A Huge Mistake', so it's probably better if you read that one first. Nearly pure fluff! Don't say I didn't warn you, I'm excessively fluffy today. :-) I had to make up for such a stupid fic like that somehow, right?

"Hurry up, Will! Angel's gonna be here in, like, two minutes!"

The Wiccan sighed, "Relax, Buffy. He's not gonna freak and run off because you have a messy dorm." Willow looked puzzled for a second, "Why'd you invite him HERE and not back at your house?"

"Because Mom's still not over her 'While-Buffy's-gone-I'll-store-stuff-in-her-room' phase. Trust me, my house is a big no-no. THAT'S when Angel'd freak and run off," Buffy smiled at a very funny mental image.

A knock rang out through the small dorm-room.

The Slayer happily bounced over to the door. "Angel!" Their lips didn't part for a good three minutes. And only because one of the two needed air. "Mmm, that was nice..."

Angel grinned that half-smile of his, "Try for another?" Buffy nodded.

Willow waited patiently for the two, but after another five minutes, she got bored. "'Ello? Remember me? The poor little red-head that you left all alone? Guys?"

They both looked up, startled. "Sorry," Buffy was still grinning. "Oh, Angel, you can come in."

The vampire gave her a grateful smile and entered.

"So," he gestured around their room, "this is college life." He took in all the little things, but what caught his eye was the 'Dingoes' poster on the wall. He chuckled to himself.

"Yeah, real... collegey," Willow supplied.

Buffy grinned, "So, how long are you going to be staying at the Hellmouth Hotel?" Resting his hand on his chin, the vampire looked thoughtful. He shrugged, "Long as work allows me to, I suppose. But, that doesn't mean I can't have you over, you know."

The Slayer noted her lovers' mischievous grin, "Yup, going over sounds good."

The next few minutes were very lonely for a certain Wiccan.

************

"So, tell me again, WHY is Spike here?"

Willow looked tired of the question, "Because we need THREE to cast the spell and both Xander and Anya are out of town-"

"In other words, they're off shagging in a closet and I'm stuck here with you two losers. Can someone just stake me now?" Buffy glared at Spike.

"Fine, but if he screws it up..."

Spike put his hands up in a defensive pose, "Me? Mess up my sires' only chance to screw you without turning into that bossy, woman-stealing oaf again? No, sir."

"Alrighty, then. Let get started." Willow handed the two other occupants in the room a vial of liquid, "Pour it into the pot when I tell you to." Each nodded, then gazed at the black cauldron sitting before them. The redheaded Wiccan began to chant, "A curse once laid, now be undone. A mans' soul free from damnation. I sentence the demon to the deepest pits of Hell, forever torment. Never shall it return to its host. Never shall he be plagued with the guilt of thousands. Let this man live!" She pointed to them, "Now!"

Both the vampire and Slayer poured the liquid into the huge pot. It sizzled and seemed to change shape. Then, in a blinding flash, it all disappeared.

"Woah," Buffy tilted her head slightly, "can you do birthday parties?"

Willow laughed, then sobered. "Y'know, Angel is now one-hundred percent screwable. Also..."

"What?"

"Angelus is gone for good."

Buffy promptly fainted.

Spike stared, "If she dies, can I eat her?"

************

Angel didn't know what had happened first, the pain, or hitting his head on the hard floor. He couldn't figure it out, why was this happening? He tried to run again, assuming he was once again loosing his soul. But, right before he blacked out, he felt suddenly at peace.

************

Angel woke up to meet green eyes staring down at him. "Buffy..." He wanted so badly to hold her, to kiss her, but his mind was flooded with worry, worry and a slight regret. How many had he killed this time? But, to his surprise, Buffy was smiling.

"Hey," she gently caressed the side of his face. "Wake up, sleepy head." Helping him up, Buffy took Angels' hand and grinned ear to ear.

"Wha-? What happened?" Confusion took over, overpowering the worry. What the heck was going on?

"Come on," the small blonde pulled him through the old mansion. Sitting him down, Buffy grabbed a leather bound book from the table. After opening it to a marked page, she motioned for him to read.

As the information grabbed ahold of his brain, realization dawned. THAT was why he felt so at peace. The demon was gone, banished to Hell. Forever. Another sudden realization; no more curse. "B-buffy?"

She smiled at him, "Yeah?"

"T-tell me this is, uh, real."

"Yeah."

Angels' eyes bugged, then he grinned evilly. "Let's just go see how permanent my soul is, shall we?" He scooped her up, then ran off to his bedroom.

************

Buffy didn't go to class the next day. She was perfectly content staying in her lovers' arms forever.

"Good thing you're still a vampire. I don't think a normal guy could have gone for so long."

"Nope, I'm one of a kind."

The Slayer nestled down into Angels' chest, "I don't ever want to leave. I like it like this."

"Hmm, y'know, I DO have a thing called 'work'."

"Really?" Buffy looked up, "What's it for?"

"Well, generally at work, I 'work'. But, seeing as how all work and no play makes me a very dull boy..."

Buffy giggled. Then she grinned, "I get to come?"

"Of course. You can meet Doyle. He'll make you laugh. Like an Irish Xander, only minus the annoying."

"And Cordy?"

"Yeah, she's still there. I keep wondering how these shoes end up on my credit card, though." He kissed her forehead gently. "But not to worry, you can go shopping anywhere you want. Just as long as I stay at home."

She slapped his arm playfully, "Jerk. But, thanks. This is just so perfect. Me, you, and I have whip cream." Angel perked up. "Down, boy. You'll get your turn, but you WILL have to earn it..."

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