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The Right and Wrong Thing

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I want my life to be with you.
I don’t.

The words echoed over and over through his mind as he watched the pain his words had caused slide across her face. What the hell was he thinking? Why couldn’t he just tell her how much he wanted her? How empty his life would be without her? But Angel knew despite the pain she was in now one day Buffy would come to realize he was right.

The hell of it was he never would.

She would one day move on, start a new life with someone who wasn’t him. But he would spend the rest of his existence wanting, needing, and loving only her.






I want my life to be with you.
I don’t.


Agony sliced through her heart, the pain was so deep Buffy could feel the wounds she would carry for the rest of her life. And for a brief moment all she could think was that her life was over. But she was the slayer and as such was made of much sterner stuff. She wasn’t about to give in without a fight.

She straightened to her full height, granted it wasn’t much since she was short but she felt better for standing taller. At least she wasn’t sobbing her heart out in the corner. “Bull.”

Angel’s mouth fell open. That was not the response he had expected. “What?”

“I know you, Angel.” Buffy fought back the tears that threatened. “You want me too. You want to be with me just as much as I want to be with you. You’re just too stubborn and pigheaded to admit it.”

Stubborn? She’d called him stubborn? And don’t forget pigheaded. Angel bit back a smile. He couldn’t help himself. She was too adorable for words. “I think that this is for the best.”

“That’s just it, Angel. It’s what you think. But did you ever stop to think even for a second it might not be what I want?” Buffy placed her hands on her hips to keep from touching him.

“It’s what’s best for you.” His words were soft barely above a whisper.

Buffy was getting desperate. She knew Angel wanted her but he was determined to do what he thought was best for her. She had to try a different tactic. “Okay, do you really want me to walk away from this, what we have and find another ma....”

At the thought of another man touching Buffy, loving her when it was all that he wanted to do broke through Angel’s tight control. With a snarl of possession he pulled her into his arms. “Just remember I tried to do the right thing.”

Who said their being together wasn’t the right thing? The thought ran through Buffy’s mind but out loud she melted against him and whispered, “If this isn’t the right thing... I really prefer the wrong thing.”