Angel crouched in the bushes of the Sunnydale cemetery, waiting. Buffy should be patrolling tonight. He promised that they would keep their distance after he came to town on Thanksgiving just a few months ago. He just couldn't stay away. The dreams he had been having of her, well, they were so surreal. As if something primal was calling him to her. It couldn't be ignored and she had to check in on her. Just see her. But she never came.

Where is she? Fear brewed within him and he set off to the Summers' residence. When he arrived, he crept up the side of the house and peered into Buffy's window just as she turned out the lights and climbed into bed. He watched her from outside the window briefly, carefully listening to her breathing and waiting for it to slow to a low, resting rhythm. It didn't take long and Angel took the opportunity to climb in. He crept over to her bedside and admired the breathtaking beauty before him. Her soft blonde hair tousled and neatly laid upon her pillow. Her angelic face in such a rare form, at peace. A smile creeps upon her face and Angel smiles too. She seems happy. He wanted so badly to crawl into the bed alongside her and forget the world and all its baggage, just for a while. But he knows that's not an option. He came to make sure she was safe. And, she is.

He turned to leave just as Buffy started to toss and turn in her sleep, causing Angel to stop dead in his tracks in fear of Buffy catching him in her bedroom. Just then, something strange caught Angel's eye. He gasped loudly at what he saw. The duvet that had up until this point covered Buffy's body had shifted below her waist revealing Buffy's slightly swollen belly. The gasp woke Buffy and she jolted upright in her bed clutching the duvet to her body. Fear and anger displayed clearly on her face.

"Angel," She gasped.

He was still stunned, standing in awe before her. His eyes flickered back and forth between her face and her swollen belly. It is as if his mind is trying to piece everything together. Buffy knew that he had seen her abdomen. Her face became sullen as she dropped the sheet and protectively placed her hands over her belly, stroking it with her fingertips. Angel's eyes grew in amazement.

"It's our baby." A smile played on her face as she spoke.

"I know." He whispered, backing away from her. He ran his hands nervously through his dark hair.

Buffy's face fell as she measured Angel's reaction. She stepped forward and took Angel's hand and gently placed it over her belly and Angel jumped.

"It moved." Angel exclaimed. His face lit up. He gazed into Buffy's eyes.

"It does that a lot." Buffy retorted.

"Buffy, you should know…" Angel started to say as Buffy cut him off.

"I know the why Angel. I dreamt it." She explained further. "I started having these vivid dreams after I left LA. Dreams of you and I…you know. I wouldn't have thought anything of it but then…"

"Buffy it's been four months." Angel exclaimed with a hint of pain in his voice.

Buffy took a deep breath and looked deep into Angel's eyes. Angel watched as her eyes saddened. He didn't need words to explain what she was thinking.

"Telling you wouldn't have changed anything, Angel." Buffy said, point-blank.

"You shouldn't have to do this by yourself."

"I'm not. I've got my friends." She quipped.

Angel winces as he takes a blow to his ego. "I want this too, Buffy."

"It's not that simple."

"Then we'll make it that simple!" Angel yelled through gritted teeth.

Buffy sighed again and threw her hands in her face. When she removed them a few seconds later, tears filled her eyes and spilled over onto her cheeks.

"I can't!" Buffy yelled back as she sobs.

In an instant, Angel grabs Buffy's face between her hands and their lips meet ignited by pure passion. Angel pulls away quickly as this can lead nowhere good.

"Buffy, we can't do this."

The realization washes over Buffy and she too pulls away. She nods, acknowledging him. She steadies her breathing and gives him her pouty look that she knows he can't deny.

"Lay with me." She insists, hesitating. "Just for a little while?"

Angel guides her to her bed and watches as she climbs in, then joins her. He wraps his arm around her, cradling her body against his with her head on his chest. She sighs tiredly and closes her eyes, drifting off into a deep sleep. Her dreams taking over…

A fair-haired little girl running wild in a field basked in the warm rays of the sun. Her giggles erupting as she glances behind her… Angel. Angel is chasing her. It's a bright day full of sunshine and he's not combusting. He's smiling and laughing along with the beautiful little girl. She squeals as he catches up to her and scoops her up into his arms holding her up in the air. Both look in my direction and I feel so warm and at peace with my life. The girl clambers down from Angel's arms and bounds toward me holding her hand out to me and pulling me towards Angel…