I'm going to have to call Buffy
soon. She's going to be so brassed off that I didn't tell her right
away. But what was the point when I kept slipping into Hell every couple
of minutes and couldn't even hold a telephone? She knows I died lovin' her
- no point in causing her more pain by coming back and then going away
again. Never want to hurt her. I hope she knows that. I know she
knows that. Those last few minutes with our hands joined....I'm part of
her now, like she's part of me. We're beyond "I love you - you love
me". We just are...us...joined forever. I know she's all
right. I can feel it. I'd know if anything was wrong; if she was in
danger or unhappy. As long as everything's OK, there's no
hurry.
'Course, now that I'm solid again...
probably should have called as soon as I knew I was gonna stay this way. I
wonder if she knows yet? You'd think Wesley would have called her watcher,
wouldn't you? Right up their busybody alley - resurrected, souled vampire
to study. Know Peaches wouldn't tell her. Especially now that I'm
corporeal and can touch things....OK, let's don't go
there.
Speaking of touching things - got to
come up with a good excuse for that little episode with Harm. Just in case
she blabs or somebody else does. Don't know what I was thinkin'.
Just found that as soon as I was solid, I was....solid.....everywhere.
Slayer's not gonna be too happy about that. Maybe I'll hold off on that
phone call a couple more days. Take some time to figure out what I want to
say.
Hey! What's that?
Sounds like a lot of shouting. Someone's calling Angel names - got to
appreciate that. Noise is coming closer; sounds like furniture
breaking. Harm's yelling something about "Blondie Bear" (what was I
thinking?). Whoops! Sounds like she was cut off in mid-rant.
Ouch! Peaches just bounced off my door and hit the floor. Who around here
could or would do that to him? or hit Harm? or break furniture?
or.......Oh...... Bollocks!
"Um.....Hi,
luv. You're looking goo......."