Author's Note: With a sad smile and a joyful heart, I present the last chapter of Sick Day! Enjoy!

I open my eyes and then quickly shut them again. A blinding light surrounds me and I wonder if I'm dead again. Hadn't Athena promised that time would be reversed? Was she going back on her word now?

"Buffy?"

I reopened my eyes and I saw Cordelia in front of me. She was smiling brightly and I couldn't help but smile with her. This was the happiest I had ever seen her.

"Cordelia," I greeted. "Is everything—?"

She held up a hand to signal me to stop talking.

"Everything's going to be fine, "She soothed. "I promise."

"Then, where are we?" I questioned. A bright, white light in my mind equaled death.

"In front of the gates of Mt. Olympus." The brunette answered. "The Gods are upholding their promise to you. Time is going to go back." I was about to say something when I noticed a flicker of sadness enter her eyes.

"What's wrong?" I asked quickly.

"Nothing," She told me, smiling again. I took a step closer and placed my hand on her shoulder.

"Tell me," I ordered.

"There isn't enough time for explanations," She said gently. "Take your reward and be happy."

"Cordelia—?"

"There is something you should know, Buffy," She started. "When time goes back, you won't remember any of this." My eyes widened in shock. "Everything that happened, everything you and I did—it never happened."

"But—!" Cordelia smiled tiredly.

"Will you just keep your mouth shut until I'm done?" I nodded. "Don't worry about losing the memories since The Evolver will never be coming back. Now, champion, you must go." She waved her hand and I felt myself becoming lighter and lighter.

"What about you?" I quickly asked. "What's going to happen to you?"

"After I serve my penance for this mess, I'll be released." She looked at me with hope written all over her face. "Maybe the next time we meet, we could be friends?"

"I'd like that,"

A tear snaked its way down my face then and then she was gone from my sight. The light faded gradually and I wondered if we ever would meet again. Who knew what was in our future?

Darkness surrounded me once more.

I woke up with a pounding in my head.

"Ow," I mumbled and I saw that I was in the library, but I had no clue as to how I had gotten there. Looking around, I could see that I was the only one here and I got up. Moonlight streamed in from the window.

"Ok, did we get attacked or something and no one told me?" That was Xander and suddenly felt a wave of relief enter my body. Weird, I thought, but I let it go, Xander walked into the room and was rubbing his temples frustratedly. "I feel like an elephant's been stomping on my head."

"Me too!" Came Willow's distant voice as she too entered the library. "And I have this nagging feeling like I've forgotten something." Another wave of relief and happiness spread through my body.

"I also share that sentiment." Giles added appearing from behind the bookcase. He was rubbing the bridge of his nose, something he did when he was frustrated or in pain. Before I knew what I was doing, I hugged Giles. He looked at with surprise, but hugged me back as well. "Buffy, are you alright?"

"Yeah," I answered, puzzled as to why I had done that. "I guess I'm just glad to see you."

"Me too," Answered Willow. "I feel like it's been forever since I last saw all of you."

"Freaky," Xander muttered. "But what I want to know is how we all ended up unconscious in the library at night and can't remember how we got here."

"Maybe we're not supposed to," A voice replied. I instantly ran into his open arms. Tears began to pour out of my eyes for no apparent reason and I was soon sobbing into his shirt.

"Buffy?" Willow questioned, panic entering her tone. I tried to wipe the tears away, but more filled their place. What was I so relieved about? What had happened to us?

"I'm just glad." I sobbed, holding onto Angel.

"Anyone else weirded out?" Xander questioned. After I had composed myself, Angel took a step towards Giles.

"Look, something's telling me that we shouldn't be asking questions." Giles nodded thoughtfully.

"Perhaps Angel is right," Giles concluded. "Nothing seems to have happened to us other than the fact that we have slight headaches and the library seems to be safe. We should go home and get some rest and puzzle this dilemma another day, if at all."

For some reason, we all agreed immediately. Xander and Willow got a ride home with Giles and soon it was just Angel and I alone in the library. He slipped his hand into mine and I felt a grin spread across my face.

"I love you." I muttered. He kissed the top of head and then we began to walk out of the room. I stopped suddenly when I saw a piece of paper on the table. I opened it and then felt puzzled.

"Cordelia." I read and I sighed and put the note down. "Looks like she forgot her paper."

Angel just nodded and the two of us walked out into the cold, brisk night. I felt content being with him and I hoped—no, knew—that we would never part. He was my soul mate, the other half of me.

"Angel?"

"Hmm?" He questioned. I felt a devilish smile creep onto my face.

"What do you think of us taking a sick day tomorrow?"

He just laughed.

Author's Note: The end! Make sure to read the author's note!