Angel sat down at the desk, and proceeded to tell Willow the events of the night. Willow quietly listened, nodding occasionally. * I have never heard Angel talk so much. * She knew he was hurting, much worse than Buffy appeared to be. * He's still talking; it's been nearly an hour. * Angel looked at Willow and said, "I need your help. You know Buffy better than anyone, so you'll know how to help me get her back."
Willow didn't know what to say. * Why is he asking me for help? * "What do you want to know?" she asked. Angel replied, "Did I do or say something to upset her?" "No," Willow said, "she says she just doesn't want to be tied down. She's young, and she's worried that she'll miss out on 'playing the field'." Angel thought for awhile, and then quietly asked, "Does she love me?" "Of course she loves you," Willow quickly said. "But Buffy thinks that you'll be around forever, which you will. She says she wants to see what kinds of guys are out there before she gets too old." Angel nodded, he knew that eventually Buffy would want to date other guys, human guys. "So should I just sit back and wait for her to date other guys until she decides to come back to me?"
Willow stared at Angel silently. * What do I tell him? * "Angel, I don't know what you should do. I'm sort of inexperienced in this department; isn't there anyone else you could ask?" Angel smiled, "Will, you know Buffy better than anyone, even me, don't you have any ideas?" "Well," she thought, "Buffy likes challenges, she doesn't like it when guys fall all over her." * Xander * "Is that what I'm doing?" Angel asked. "Well, you used to be mysterious and dangerous, that's what made Buffy fall for you in the first place." * And your body * Angel looked at the young girl; she was exhausted. She could barely keep her eyes open, but she was helping him. "I got to get going." Willow asked, "Did I say something wrong?" "No, you gave me a lot to think about. Thank you, Will, for helping me." "Angel," Willow said, "anytime you need to talk, I'm a good listener." She walked him to the balcony door, and then he was gone. She glanced at the clock; it was almost morning.
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