Author's Note: The last chapter . . . tear! I really loved this story and I had so much fun working on this chapter and the whole story. I'm sorry it has to end! I hope everyone enjoyed it! Thanks to all the reviewers and I present the last chapter! Enjoy!

I took another deep breath, trying to calm my heart which was still beating a mile a minute. I had decided that my dad and I would leave tomorrow, but being out here I was starting to regret my decision.

The gang and I had all just lived through our worst nightmares and even though we had, once again, beat the bad guys, I still felt spooked. I had died and then became a vampire. I had wanted to eat Giles and Willow and—the thoughts were just too horrible to bear. I kept pinching myself to remind me that I was ok now, but the scary feeling just wouldn't leave.

Giles had offered to come patrol with me, my guess being because my death was his nightmare and he wanted to make sure that tonight I would survive, but I needed the time to just think to myself. Strangely, the night was quiet and it seemed after the nightmare fiasco that no supernatural beings wanted to come out and play which was just fine with me.

"Buffy," I froze, unsure if his voice was real of if it was my mind playing tricks on me. "Buffy."

"Angel?" I turned around and saw the one that had been plaguing all my dreams, taunting me with promises of a future together and then abandoning me. I'll be honest and say that he looked like hell. He had dark circles under his eyes and his hair was all disheveled. "What—?"

"You're alive," He breathed out in relief. "I thought you had died and I just—" I could see panic mixed with relief in his eyes and I suddenly realized that he must've experienced the nightmares too.

"You're nightmare was me dead?" I questioned cautiously as he took step closer. He placed a hand on my shoulder and squeezed it gently, almost as if he needed to really make sure I was here and alive.

"You were in front of me," Angel began quietly, moving a strand of hair out of her face. "And you were shot right through the heart." He shook his head, trying to dispel the memory that I was sure he was reliving. "And you died and there was nothing I could do. I couldn't save you."

"It's ok," I soothed. "I'm here now." I thought about hugging him, but my brain shouted that he was a vampire and that I should stake him while he was down. But, instead I just pulled him to me and embraced him.

"Buffy," He choked out. "You just—"

"It was just nightmare," I assured him. "I'm still alive."

"I just need to make sure that you stay safe." He told me as we reluctantly let go of each other.

"I am," I told him. "I'm the Slayer and that means freaky powers to protect myself with." He smirked a little and I could see that he was starting to return to his old self.

"I want . . ." He stared at the ground and I could sense what he wanted.

"I want to be with you too." He looked back up, startled and then nodded.

"Maybe one day," Angel said wistfully as he began to head back into the shadows he was so familiar with. "Until then, I'll be there when you need me."

And he was gone.

"One day soon," I prayed to the empty cemetery. "One day really soon, Angel."

I turned back around and resumed patrol, taking comfort in the fact that I would never truly be alone again. He would always be there in the shadows, protecting me. Even if we couldn't be together now, we still cared. And caring would lead to more, right?

He was my protector—the only person who could just sense when I was in danger. I wasn't a damsel in distress and he knew that, but for his sake and my own, just knowing that he was there in case I ever did myself into a situation where I couldn't get out of made me feel calmer. His nightmare would come true one day, we both knew that. But having him there, would at least delay it.

And maybe one day—one not so ordinary day—they could be together.

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