Spike heard the screams from the garden and went out on the back porch to see what was going on.

"Daddy! Daddy! Wiwum hit me!" Spike sighed and took a step out in the sun of the back yard.

"William Giles Summers! What have I told you about hitting your little sisters?" The five-year-old peaked out behind a tree.

"But they were breaking my castle. I had a tower and everything." The boy frowned.

"That still doesn't give you the right to hit, OK?" Spike went over to the sandbox in the back of the garden. "Let's see if I can help you with that." He heard two small giggles from behind the playhouse and smiled. "Anya and Tara, come out here." The two identical two-and-a-half year olds ran out from behind the house and almost knocked him over, attacking his legs. He sat down on the bench next to the sandbox and pulled them both into his lap. "What were you two doing?" He got two innocent looks back.

"Nothing dada."

"Did you destroy Williams castle?" He got two headshakes as a response. "Are you sure about that?" Anya continued to shake her head, but Tara gave them away.

"Maybe a wittle?" She smiled guiltily.

"What have I said? Don't destroy your brothers things." Spike sighed.

"We just wanna play with him." Anya gave him the puppy dog eyes she had already perfected.

"Why don't you help him rebuild the castle then?" Both girls nodded and jumped down, joining their brother in the sandbox.

"What was all the commotion about?" Spike looked behind him to find Buffy with ten-month-old Alex in her arms. He smiled at her.

"Just a sandcastle issue. All sorted." She sat down on the bench and Spike took the sleeping baby from her.

"Mommy mommy!" Tara had spotted Buffy and took a firm grip with her little arms around her leg. Buffy loosened her arms and pulled her into her lap.

"Hey baby. Guess what? Uncle Xander and Auntie Tracy are coming tomorrow, isn't that fun?" The little girl nodded.

"Is baby Jesse coming too?" Xander had met Tracy three years earlier. She was a Slayer and he was her Watcher. They had gotten married a year ago and their son, Jesse was now two months old.

"Of course he is. And then we're all going to go visit auntie Dawn and auntie Willow and uncle Andrew and grandpa Giles in England, remember?" Buffy put a stray strand of her daughter's blonde hair behind her ear. Giles was running the new Council, and Willow was working with him, training Slayers and Watchers. Dawn and Andrew were training to be Watchers.

"Yay." Buffy laughed at her daughters reaction.

"Go play with your brother and sister now, OK." She put Tara down on the ground and she ran back over to the sandbox. "She's really excited."

"They all are. Of course, the way old Rupert spoils them, it's no wonder." Buffy playfully slapped Spike on the arm.

"Hey! He's the grandfather, it's his job."

"I'm not complaining. If he lived here, we probably wouldn't have to buy a single thing for them." Spike smiled at the memory of the last time Giles had visited them, showing up on the doorstep barely visible behind all the bags and packages.

"About that..." He could hear Buffy's voice turning from playful to serious.

"The moving thing?" He looked at her.

"Yeah." She nodded.

"You know it's your decision. Giles said I have a job at the Council any time, and if you want to move to England, that's fine." Spike gave her a smile.

"Really? Because I think I want to." She gave him a cautious look.

"OK. Then we move. Probably a good thing to do it before Will starts school, anyway."

"I was thinking about that too. And, when I talked to Xander earlier, he said that he's been offered the executive VP job at a construction company... in London." Buffy had a hard time hiding her excitement.

"That's great. Just like old times, the whole gang together again. Plus some new additions."

"You don't mind?" She looked at him. "Seriously."

"Why would I mind? I love the mothercountry, and if you want to go, I know you won't be happy until we do, and I just want you to be happy. You know I'd do anything for you." He gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"You already have." Buffy leaned her head on Spike's shoulder and looked at their three kids playing in the sun.