Title: The Day he Came Back
Author: Goldy
Email: sethgfan@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: The characters don't belong to me. I'm just nicer to them then the creator. His name is Joss. He's evil.
Spoilers: very vague references to "IWRY"
Synopsis: Angel gets his reward and comes back to Sunnydale, yadda, yadda, yadda.
Feedback: That would be really nice especially since I wrote this in like 15 minutes.
Rating: G
Dedication: L.H thank you so much for putting up for me. I know its hard sometimes and I luv ya lots for it.

The day that I finally came back was a nice one. The sun shone high in the sky and there wasn't a cloud in site. It was warm without being stuffy, and there was a cool breeze that kept away the bugs.

I guess that it could be considered "perfect". But it wasn't. I didn't want it to be. I wanted it to be night and darkness. The sun was beautiful, but it was the moon that I belonged to. The moon that we belonged to.

I remembered the conversation I had with Cordelia yesterday. God was it only yesterday? I've been human for a day and the time already seems to go too fast. I used to have an eternity. Now, I have a lifetime. And that is perfect.

I had come down finally from my room in the Hyperion. Cordy was there organizing the folders of our many clients.

She had looked up at me and said, "look who finally decided to stop with the brooding."

I had smiled at her then. A real smile. A smile that made her eyes widen and her mouth shape into a perfect o.

"I got it." I had explained simply.

"You... you, your human?" she stumbled.

I grinned at her again and nodded.

"Oh Angel," she had squealed right before she came over and hugged me.

I had hugged her back happier than I had been in a long time. I had gotten my reward. My humanity.

After the end of days fight it hadn't happened immediately. I admit that I had been a little worried about it. No, that's not true I had thrown a fit and locked myself in my room for a week, thinking that I would never get what I wanted most.

I still don't have it, but I'm closer. I've come back. At night, because we don't belong to the day.

I knock on her door and draw in a sharp breath. What if she doesn't want me anymore? What if she is to hurt by her past to want me in her future?

She fought next to me in the end of days fight. Side by side. I had given up the day that wasn't for this. The day that still haunts my every dream. We were victorious, and I knew that I had made the right decision on that cold November day five some odd years ago.
I just hope that we have a future, since we were denied the past. She lost her slayer strength the minute the fight was over. I didn't get my humanity until later. Why? I don't know, and I don't think I ever will.

I had been too embarrassed to face her still being a demon. I had fled as soon as I knew she would be okay, but I came back. Nothing could keep her away from me now.

And then the door is open and I'm looking into her eyes. I love her with everything that is me. She is my Buffy.

Without saying anything she throws her arms around my neck and buries her face in my chest. I know then that everything will be all right. We are two normal people. Despite our past we will make a future for ourselves.

This time in the day.