I walked towards the Bronze. I still couldn't believe what had just happened. Willow broke up with me, before I had the chance to break up with her. She was right when she said I wasn't in love with her, and I did love someone else. How could I not love him? I used to love Willow, but I couldn't trust her ever since I'd found her with Xander. Which makes things even more complicated then they are.

I'm in love with the man my girlfriend cheated on me with. Soap opera material, huh? But Xander could never love me. He's way to good for me. Hell, I can't even gather my courage enough to tell him I'm in love with him. So here I was, sitting in the Bronze all by myself. I walked back and forth on the dance floor, thinking. Then I looked over at the stage, and something caught my eye. There was a piece of paper sitting on it.

I picked it up and read:

Good-bye,
Good-bye everyone. Most of all to the gang. I'm sorry Oz, Buffy, Willow, Giles, Cordelia and even Dead-boy, but I need to do this. You guys don't need me. You've got each other. Me, I don't even have enough courage to tell the person I love that I'm in love with him. Yeah, him. Now you guys can laugh at me being BI. God knows what else you say when I'm not around. Oz, you have Willow. Take care of my best friend for me. Buffy, keep saving the world for me, OK? And I know you still love Angel, and he does love you. Angel, don't be afraid to love her back. You'll feel the same pain you feel here in Los Angeles, so just stay. Willow, I'm gonna miss you the most. Take care of Oz, I like him more than you guys think. G-man, you've helped me more times than I can think of. Your library was a place of refuge when I needed to get away from my parents. Thank You. Cordelia, I'm sorry things didn't work out with us, but I want you to know I really am truly sorry for kissing Willow.

I know you guys are gonna be crying and sad, but forget about me. You seem to do that enough already. I'm not needed in the group, or anywhere else. I'm not important. Helping with the slaying was the one thing that made me feel useful, but you don't even want my help anymore. I'm not the Slayer, a witch, a werewolf, a watcher, a vampire, or a super-bitch. I'm just Xander, the donut guy. Well, if that's all you guys want from me, fine. I'm going someplace better anyway. I think I've done enough good, so I don't think I'll be sent to Hell. I'll be waiting for you guys when you get there.
Xander

Oh shit! Xander was really gonna do it. Where was he? I had to stop him. Then I heard it, sounds on the roof. I ran faster than I though I could up the stairs to the roof. I saw him standing on the other side. He wasn't moving, just standing there. I ran over to him, "Xander!" He turned around, his face wet from crying. "Xander, come down. Don't do it."

"Why are you crying. You hate me because I kissed Willow. You shouldn't be here. Let me do this, I need to. I won't be around to get in the way anymore." I hadn't even realized that I was crying. I must have started when I finished reading the note.

"That's not true Xander. I don't hate you. Please don't do this. Do you think that you're only the food-guy to our group? You help more than you know. Who's the one who will fight along side us even though he doesn't have super strength? Who's the guy we can all count on to cheer us up? No matter how hard the mission is, you always keep us laughing. I know I couldn't make it through everything without you sarcasm." Xander took a little step away from the edge.

"Really" He was really crying, the tears flowing down his cheeks.

"Yes," I moved a little closer to him. "We need you, I need you" I held out my had and was relieved when he took it. I pulled Xander to safety. He wrapped his arms around me and sobbed into my shoulder. I held on to him and tried to wipe his tears away.

"Thanks Oz. I just wanted to know that someone needed me," He was still crying loudly. "I love you." When he said that to me, I finally got the courage I had been lacking. I hugged him tighter and smiled.

"Me too." He looked up at me, with a confused frown on his face.

"But Willow," He sighed and rested his head on mine. "You've got Willow."

"I don't anymore. She broke up with me. She kept telling me that I was in love with someone else, and it was true. I've been in love with you. And I don't hate you for kissing Willow. I forgave you before I forgave her."

"I really do love you. Let's go home, ok? And, could you not tell the rest of the gang about this?" Xander looked down at me, and his eyes were begging me not to tell them.

"Yeah, but you're staying at my house tonight. I don't want you to have to be alone. I don't want you to think that no one needs you." I took his hand and started walking off the roof. We made it to my car, with the note in his hand, and drove to my place.

Now, as I watch him sleep, I feel happy. I've finally found love. He's so happy in his dreams. I hope he never does anything like this again. When I read that note, I though I was going to loose the man I loved, and it shattered me. I know that I'm never going to let him go.

Ever.