Author: Nightengale
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Summary: Buffy goes home to sleep and Angel sees her one last time.
Notes/Spoiler: Takes place after G2. Inspired by Sophie Zelmani's song "I'll Remember You"
Disclaimer: BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, WB, and 20th Century Fox. "I'll Remember You" Music by S, Edkvist and L. Halapi, performed by Sophie Zelmani
Dedicated to Tink, Lex ,Tam and all B/A shippers out there
He scanned the room one last time. This mansion on Crawford Street filled with so many memories, both painful and wonderful. It has been his lair/home for almost two years. He has traveled the world but never called any place home until she walked into his unlife.
He knew in his mind, that this was the right choice but his heart begged him to stay. The flames were slowly dying and he knew it was time. He extinguished the last sparks and picked up his suitcase. He needed to do one last thing before leaving Sunnydale.
It's daybreak
And you are asleep
I can hear you breathe now
Your breath is deep
He climbed the familiar tree and looked longingly at the sleeping figure through the window. She lay there, his sweet, innocent slayer. Angel observed her every movement, every expression and every breath taken committing it all to memory. He felt drawn to her, needing to be closer one last time.
But before I go
I look at you one last time
I can hear a heartbeat
Is it yours or is it mine?
He climbed through her open window in stealth, careful not to wake her. She stirred in her sleep and he froze, cloaked in darkness. Angel approached her bed as she settled back into deep sleep and sat gingerly at the edge. Her heartbeat was music to his ears. Her blood, the life force coursing through his vampire veins. Her powerful slayers' blood, she unselfishly gifted him with, bonding him to her for eternity.
He observed his beloved in slumber; memorizing her radiant face, the eyes that looked at him with love and the lips that kissed him in passion.
I look at your lips
I know how soft they can be
Did they know what they wanted
The times they kissed me?
His dead heart clenched at the thought of never seeing her again. Angel stared at the woman who changed his life. Buffy, his one true love and purpose for living. She was his sunlight, the beacon leading him out of darkness.
And your hands
That I held in mine
Now they're reposing on
the pillow
Will they ever miss me sometime?
He brushed a wisp of her golden hair that covered her eyes and committed the feeling and texture to memory. He noticed her tiny hands reposed on the pillow, so small yet deadly. The hands that had loving caressed the ridges of his demonic face.
I'll remember you
You will be there in my
Heart
I'll remember you
And that is all that I can do
But I'll remember
She stirred lightly, turning her head from side to side. He heard her whimper and saw the tiny tears streaking down her cheeks. She remained asleep dreaming, continuing to whimper. Angel heard her call his name. He gently stroked her cheek and leaned down to whisper in her ear. "I'll never be far away. Shsh...Sleep my love."
Your eyes
That always make me shiver
Now they are closed
They just sometimes twitch a little
Buffy settled back in peaceful slumber. She sighed contentment at his gentle strokes and loving words. Her dream felt so real and wonderful, she refused to wake.
He watched her settle and heard her sighs of contentment. He continued to lightly stroke her cheek and moved to memorize her entire body. He traced the symmetrical marks on her neck and knew it would leave a scar. His soul ached knowing the physical pain she endured when he drank her essence. But he took comfort in the knowledge that it would forever mark her as his.
And your body
I could own for an hour
It sent me to Heaven
With its heat and power
He continued his trail of loving touches, worshiping every inch of her body. Angel stroked the side of her breast and observed the straining buds on her nightgown. He sucked them lightly through the silky material and heard the moans escaping her lips. He continued downward committing the feel and shape of her to memory.
He reached his final destination and paused to look at her. Her face was filled with passion and longing for release. He needed to see her in pleasure one last time. Angel gently touched her through the silky panties. He sensed her full arousal; the scent of her forever burned into his being. He entered her with his fingers and felt her fire searing his cold skin. She whimpered in pleasure as he stoked her fire. Angel watched her body shiver and felt her muscles tensed as she climaxed calling out his name. He reluctantly disconnected from her and seared her lips with one last kiss. "I'll love you forever" he whispered before heading for the window.
He felt drawn to steal one more look and turned to see contentment on her face. Momentary numbness overcame him, as he heard the waking voice calling out to him. His heart begged him to stay but his head won, and he jumped out of the window before she became fully conscious. He remained perched on the tree cloaked in darkness and waited until she settled back in slumber.
I'll remember you
You will be there in my heart
I'll remember you
And that is all that I can do
But I'll remember
Angel felt the dawn coming and reluctantly climbed down the tree. He stared at the darkened window through tear-filled eyes, turned and walked off into the night.
THE END
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