I'm sorry. This is being really difficult to write. I wanted to wait until I had more to post, but I fell awful about how long it's already been since the last update. I'm working on finishing this, I promise.


There are some things in life where one can't appreciate how hard it will be until one attempts to do it. This, Buffy realized, was one of those times. "Get rid of all magic-y things," she muttered to herself, "how hard can that be?" As it turned out, if a house is lived in by two witches, a slayer, and a dimensional-key-turned -human, magic-y things were all over the place. They had systematically gone through every room in the house, and now everything they had found was in a box in the living room.

Buffy herself was in the kitchen making an omelet for Dawn and heating up a bottle for Connor. "Dawn!" she yelled, "Please come down and eat! Xander'll be here soon!" Buffy sighed. Just once she'd like to get Dawn to school on time.

"Check out super-mom." Buffy turned to see Xander in the doorway. "Is there anything you can't do?"

"Thanks for the vote of confidence," she said dryly. Buffy scoped up the omelet and placed it on a paper napkin. Folding the napkin edge over, she turned and offered it to Dawn, who had just walked into the kitchen. She gave it a disgusted look.

"I'm not hungry." Dawn stated matter-of-factly.

"You need to keep up your strength if you want to hold the baby…" Dawn glared for a moment longer and then, huffing dramatically, took the omelet, turned, and stormed out of the kitchen.

"Well, isn't she just a ball of sunshine this morning." Xander remarked.

"She's mad at me," Buffy said while she checked the temperature of the bottle, "She's mad at Willow. I think she's even a little mad at Connor."

"Why would she be mad at him?" Xander asked in confusion.

"Because she thinks if I didn't have him I wouldn't have let it happen."

"Xander!" Dawn called from the foyer, "I'm going to be late!" Recognizing the annoyed tone in Dawn's voice Buffy and Xander walked to the door.

"Have a good day at school," Buffy said as she opened the door. Dawn huffed and stormed out, nearly knocking down the woman standing on the porch.

"Good morning," the woman said, looking at her watch, "A little on the late side isn't she?"

"I don't really see how that's any of your business," Buffy retorted.

"I'm Ms. Kroger, from Social Services," the woman said condescendingly, "So, actually, when dawn gets to school is my business."

"Oh. Well Xander knows a short cut. He's also an excellent driver!" Buffy said, trying to excuse Dawn's lateness. "Please, come in," Buffy stepped back and motioned for Ms. Kroger to enter the house. "I thought our meeting was on Wednesday."

Ms. Kroger stopped looking around the house and turned back to Buffy, "It is Wednesday."

"It is?" Buffy mumbled. "Oh well, um, I'm sorry about the mess," she said, motioning to the boxes in the living room, "things have just been a little frazzled lately." Ms. Kroger gave Buffy a look of disapproval, "what with having a newborn, and all."

"You have a newborn?" Ms. Kroger was obviously surprised.

"Yeah, a boy," Buffy said happily, "Connor. He's a week old."

"Well, I understand that having a new baby can make things difficult," the woman said sympathetically, "May I ask about the father?"

"My husband," Buffy said, showing off her ring, "He lives in L.A., runs his own business. A friend of ours has been staying here to help with the baby."

Mrs. Kroger had been walking around looking at the house. She stopped and looked at her papers. "Are you still unemployed?"

"Well, yes, but my husband come from family money and it's not a problem." Buffy hoped her answer was acceptable.

By that time Mrs. Kroger had made her way back to the door. "Given the circumstances I'm going to recommend another evaluation in two months. That should give you enough time to get everything back on track."

"Thank you so much," Buffy's relief was evident in her voice.


"Cordelia's a demon."

"That is not the greeting I was expecting," Buffy replied, "And haven't you told me not to say mean things like that about Cordy?"

"It's not mean Buffy," Angel said playfully, "It's true. The visions were killing her so the Powers made her part demon."

"Cordy's a demon. Literally a demon." Buffy broke out in laughter. "I'm sorry but that's just funny."

"Buffy," Angel admonished, "That's rude."

"Sorry," she laughed out. They were both quiet for a moment.

"How's the baby?" Angel asked softly.

"He's amazing. You're working on the threat against him, right?" Buffy asked worriedly, "Everything is making me jumpy, and I want to be able to see you."

"I'm working on it. I promise."

They talked for another hour about everything they could think of. They would have talked for longer, but Connor started crying and Angel had a case he needed to work on. So they said their 'I love you's' and hung up the phone.


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