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It has been three days. I didn't think he would actually leave. I was so surprised to see Buffy show up. She told me he had called her. Even after what I had said, he was thinking about me. Caring. I realize now that he couldn't control his actions. He had tried to find answers without making me tell him. He had feared his position in my life and had had to claim me. I found out that it is a vampire thing. He considered me his mate and acted as such. He got so lost in the need that he forgot I was human.

When Buffy saw the room and the bruises, she had wanted to go stake him. It had taken every last bit of strength I had to prevent this. I reminded her that he was vampire. That he was violent and rough. I couldn't tell her what the fight was about. I love her too much to make her live with that knowledge. I just told her he had read something about Xander and Oz that I had written and was jealous. That part at least was the truth. She accepted my explanation.

I convinced her when I told her that I had enjoyed the sex. I did. It was exciting. It was as though I were finally shown what he wanted. I haven't seen him for three days. I feel a little lost. I am ashamed at how I reacted. He follows me....at night. I feel him watching me. He blames himself. Buffy told me that. She said that he thinks I deserve better. He is scared he will kill me. I have that fear, but I know he won't. He can't. I am his as he is mine. I know his pride will prevent him from coming to me. He feels guilt, but because of the demon, he also feels that it was his right as my mate. He can't overlook that.

I see him standing by a tree outside my window. He is so perfect. I do love him. Even his temper and his jealousy. It is all things, good and bad, that make him the man I love. I need him. I want him. ...Three days is long enough. I need to talk to Buffy. I need some help. I am going to have to make the first move. He has seen me watching him. He smiles a wistful smile and turns away. It takes every bit of strength I have not to call out to him. Not to beg him to come back into my life...my bed. No, not that way. I need him to ask me back. I'll call Buffy in the morning...I'm all ready thinking about a plan.

Willow went to her bed and closed her eyes, a smile forming on her lips for the first time in three days.