A/N: Special thanks to Mother Wilson, nrdhrd3 and AngelusBlanc for their reviews encouraging a sequel. This whole fic is actually inspired by the episode 'It's a Bad, Bad, Bad World' the S6 finale of the TV show 'Charmed'. But it's not necessary to know anything about that for this of course, it's not a crossover!
WDWGFH Summary: In line with the series but not comics. Buffy, Willow, Xander and Dawn are in a castle in Scotland training the new slayers while Giles and Andrew etc are in the new Watchers Council in England. Spike went to them for help post-NFA with a very weak and human Angel (Shanshu). Cut a long story short, Spike and Buffy got back together and Angel moved to Cleveland to help with Faith and Robin on the Hellmouth. Now with Buffy, Spike, Xander, Willow, Dawn and all the slayers, here's what happens...
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"Has anybody got any pressing issues they want to discuss?" Willow began.
She conducted the weekly Scooby meetings in pretty much the same way every week. They discussed any demons that were hard to beat or unidentifiable before turning their attention to Buffy and Spike's thoughts on the girls' training, who was lacking and who was storming ahead. This week, however, was different.
"No, actually." Buffy realised. "Anyone else?" Her eyes fell on each of her friends individually, no one spoke up.
"This is a good thing, right? The lack of demon-y business going down?" Xander checked with the group.
"I don't know...seems a little off to me."
"Listen to yourself, Slayer. Always harpin' on about a normal life and you don't even notice when you've got it hitting you in the face." Spike scoffed, throwing his arm around her shoulders.
"Spike's probably right." Dawn agreed. "It's bound to be calmer here than in Sunnydale right?"
"A stampede of elephants through Times Square at Christmas time would be calmer than Sunnydale." Xander remarked.
"Plus we've got a whole army of super slayers now." Willow added.
"So what are you saying? I should just count my blessings?" Buffy raised her eyebrows.
"That's about the size of it." Spike replied.
"Fine. Don't have to tell me twice. Session dismissed." Buffy got up from her chair and her and the Scoobies exited the kitchen.
Kennedy instantly attached herself to Willow when she appeared. They'd been growing apart lately and she was even more desperate to confirm her place in Willow's life.
"When do I get the privelige of a Scooby meeting?" Kennedy pouted.
"You don't just get an automatic pass 'cause you're my girlfriend." Willow teased, taking Kennedy's hands in her own.
"What about Spike?" Kennedy asked as she noticed the vampire walk past her.
"What about Spike?" Spike stopped.
"You get invited just 'cause you're Buffy's boyfriend."
"Hey I've been at those soddin' meetings since before you were even a potential. I can be a Scooby in my sleep." Spike snarled. Though he couldn't deny how happy he was at being called 'Buffy's Boyfriend'.
"Not causing any arguments over here, I hope, honey." Buffy sidled up next to Spike.
"She was saying that-"
Buffy leant up and whispered something in Spike's ear that the two girls before them didn't hear.
"Sorry, Ken we'll finish this another time." Spike grinned.
Buffy giggled hysterically as Spike laced his fingers with hers and dragged her up the stairs.
"How long before the honeymoon phase wears off, that stops working and we have to start listening to him again?" Xander interjected upon noticing the couple's hasty exit.
"With Spike?" Willow raised her eyebrows questioningly. "Never."
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Buffy collapsed on top of him, and rolled her body off of his, her sweaty back welcoming the relief of the cool sheets. Spike stretched his arm out and she slipped her body back up against his. Lazily, she began to draw circles on his chest with her index finger.
"Something on your mind, pet?" Spike wondered, the circling kind of making him itchy.
"It's just..."
"Too good to be true?"
"A little." Buffy admitted.
"I know what you mean."
"You? Mr 'Normal Life Hitting You In The Face'?" Buffy attempted a horrible British accent that came out more Australian.
"After all these years you still think I sound like that?" Spike chuckled. "And believe me I'd love to follow my own advice. It just feels..."
"Wrong."
"Yeah. Wrong." Spike nodded.
"Listen to us. Can't even be happy. Sunnydale really screwed us up huh?"
"Too right, luv."
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Buffy and Spike appeared that morning as they did every morning, Spike's arm draped around Buffy's shoulder as they slumped onto the couch. She was dressed in one of Spike's old black t-shirts, just long enough to skim her upper thighs and Spike was in tartan pyjama pants Buffy had forced him to buy. Though she still hadn't managed to convince him to put on a shirt, some of the girls eyed his chest a little too much for Buffy's liking.
"Mornin' all." Spike called to the room.
Not all of the girls were up yet, around thirty were settled in the living room. Some balancing bowls of cereal on their knees, some reading magazines or watching TV.
"Jackie, switch it to the news quickly. Let's see if any demon action made it mainstream." Buffy asked a young girl near the front who was holding the remote.
She flicked the channels to the news and the girls quietened down to listen.
"And that's all of the news this morning! Looks like the world was a little brighter today! We'll see you again at 1." The newsreader beamed into the camera and it cut to commercials.
"Over already? At 8am?" Dawn yawned as she appeared in the doorway.
"What does she mean? Did nothing happen?" Clara asked the room.
"I guess there's just less crimes. That's good though, right?" Tia replied.
"Surely. Maybe it's 'cause the good side's winning for once huh, Buffy?" Dawn grinned eagerly.
Buffy looked to Spike, his face conveying her thoughts exactly. Something was up and it definitely wasn't good.