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[grave_danger]

Watching her. The slayer. The petite, strong, beautiful Buffy Summers. I cant let her see me. It would scare her and I dont want to do that. Watching her for months and not being able to touch her hurts. She doesnt know whats coming, and if she does...then she just doesnt care. Though I havent seen her around with that boy lately. She seems to have been alone alot. Patrolling. Slaying. Doing what she has been called to do.

Angel pulls out a sterling silver cross necklace in a box from his pocket. Looking down at it, he smiles to himself.

She might be needing this.

Walks off

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