"Angel, what do you want from me?" Willow whispered, almost under her breath, too quiet for mortal ears.

Angel stepped back enough to place a finger under her chin, lifting it, drawing her eyes up to meet his.

"Friendship," Angel's eyes held that incredible vulnerability again. He looked torn between fear of rejection and an almost desperate hope.

"Is that all?!" Willow cried startled, letting go of him and stepping back. She felt mildly incredulous, and unexpectedly, disappointed. She'd expected more. <Hoped for...>

"All?" Angel scoffed, looking hurt. He started to close up, to turn away--his withdrawal emotional and physical. "It's everything."

-Angel and Willow, Friendship, part 6

"Trust is a two-way street. I'm old enough to know that much." ..."It cannot be received if it is not given."

-Sean to Willow, Friendship, part 21

"Willow, I'd gladly trade the last two hundred years for one day with you."

-Angel, Friendship, part 27

"Our love is voluntary, not a prison," he murmured. "I'm here if you need me and you're always free to leave."

-Angel, Friendship, part 29

He would stake himself if she required it of him, but he couldn't embrace her. It violated every principle he possessed.

-Angel, Friendship, part 30

"You make me weak," he confided to her.

-Angel, Friendship, part 31

Life, however, was full of uncertainty. Few things were ever for sure.

-Willow, Friendship, part 31

She'd learned that love meant possession. Now she realized that love really meant freedom. <Freedom to love, to grow, and to sacrifice... And allowing your loved ones that freedom is really hard...>

-Willow, Friendship, part 32

"...What we are is irrelevant." She shook her head slightly and reached around to touch a hand to his heart. "It's who we are in here that counts."

-Willow, Friendship, part 35

The way he looked at her made her forget everything and anything having to do with the mundane.

-Willow, Always

"Seabhaicín?" Willow glanced back and met his eyes. He looked vulnerable and uncertain. "Can I come with you?" he pleaded. His question, oh so soft, held implicit meaning beyond the obvious. Angel desired reassurance that she wouldn't ever leave him behind again.

Unconsciously, he extended his hand, reaching for her. Willow smiled gently and took his questing hand in her own. Slowly, she drew him towards her. When they stood together, she took his other hand in her own and smiled up at him. His answering smile blossomed in his heart, in eyes, in his soul. "Always," she promised. <This time we're together forever, my love...>

-Willow and Angel, Always

"You made a mistake."

"What mistake are we talking about? I've made so many," he replied sarcastically.

"You let me live."

-Willow and Angel, Bad can be Good

"You picked a hell of a time to try being a nice guy."

-Willow to Angelus, Bad can be Good

"I've been watching you, Willow ... just you," he answered. "Sundown to sunrise. Waiting for the moment that I knew would come."

-Angelus, The Inevitable

(Buffy) never saw what I did--those glorious moments when your wasteful insecurity would drop away, when you'd realize those boys were beneath you, and you'd watch me. I may have been burdened with that soul, but the demon in me would feel you watching." He chuckled. You should have been born a gypsy yourself. You could have burned me with those eyes. You're a flame, Willow--you draw me to you."

-Angelus, The Inevitable

"Come sit with me, over here, on this bench. Let me touch you."

-Angelus, The Inevitable

"You burn, Willow."

-Angelus, The Inevitable

More to come