For the first time in weeks Sunnydale was quiet. The Mayor was gone, school was over and Buffy was alone. She knew that it would be like this she just didn't want to believe that Angel would actually leave her. Now he was gone to LA and he was never coming back, never coming home to her. She felt the tears well up and pushed them back, she was the slayer she couldn't afford the luxury of breaking down. Especially not when on patrol in Restfield cemetery. She was heading home soon anyway after another fruitless hunt, then she could climb into bed and curl up in a ball to find a much needed release for her tears. It hurt so bad. After everything that had happened in the past few years this was killing her. He was alive but he didn't want to be with her. Buffy sighed as she approached her door, the tears starting to fall.

Buffy drifted off to sleep tears still running down her face. She had been home for hours and had been unable to move, unable to stop the tears that threatened to drown her. The dreams started just as before Buffy suddenly remembered why she didnt sleep anymore, she hated seeing this. Hated looking through the flames, seeing him leave her again. This time he wasn't going to come back.

Buffy woke from her uneasy sleep to the sound of her alarm. She smiled as she switched it off, Will was coming over today. It had been a while since she had spent much time with her bestfriend, now that she had Oz. It was an improvement at least, a smile. The first one in weeks. She glanced at the clock, 1.30pm. She groaned wondering why she had slept so long. She had shopping to do then a quick patrol before Wills arrived at 8pm.