Buffy turned around and hung up her coat. She then decided to go and kill her intruder, old friend or not, he shouldn't be in her apartment. Why did he have to track her down? Sure she surprised the hell out of him when she had beat information out of him. But she needed to know what had happened to her friends after 20 some odd years. Even though, she had chosen to not contact them. It was extremely fun not to mention therapeutic to go back to the good old times of having beat him up. But that doesn't mean that she wants his dead, bleached corpse on her doorstep, or in her apartment for that matter. That is why she left him completely clueless to where she was going.

"Easy there. You don't want to kill me. I'm a good looking guy, and the women will morn." Spike said. He slowly backed away from her after abandoning his spot on the couch.

"I'm sure that the women will be smart enough to move on to bigger and not to mention better looking things than you."

"Think about my children, and all those mouths to feed."

"You're a vamp. You can't have children. And even if you could I highly doubt that you could find a woman to procreate with." She replied.

"I would have if I had lived, and I will have you know that all women find me irresistible."

"Sure keep telling yourself that." She then sighed. 'Why, oh, why did he have to come to annoy her?' Buffy then collapsed onto the couch and took Spike's popcorn.

"Hey, that's my popcorn!" he cried indignantly.

"Your dead and you don't eat normal food, not to mention that it looks like you could loose a few pounds."

"I'm not fat!" He then looks down at himself. "Am I"

Buffy then snorted and thought 'This is going to be a very, very long day.'

"What are you doing here? I thought I lost you. I mean you shouldn't have been able to find me again. I know I covered my tracks well."

"That's the thing love. I'm here because you gave me this juicy piece of gossip that peaches doesn't know. And furthermore you want me to keep quiet." He proceeded to wag a finger in her direction, "Tisk, Tisk! Now that is going to cost you."

"What do you want?"

"I want some action! The underworld has been so quiet since you left. There was only the charmed ones going around destroying demons and they weren't that fun. Real vampires tended to avoid them. The one could blow up things."

"Ok. I don't care. I'm going to be boring Buffy from now on. With a real job, that pays money and not demon guts. I'm going to be married and have kids, too." She through up her hands and exclaimed "Say hello to boring Buffy!"

"Hello delusional Buffy! Bloody hell woman! You can't be normal. You're the slayer, well, do slayery things. That destiny is going to come back and kick you in the ass. What type of man can put up with knowing that his wife is a super freak?"

"For your information, I'm not going to be married to a man like that. Chris, my boyfriend, asked me to marry him and I want to. And I know if I ever tell him about being the slayer that he would understand. So there." She then stuck out her tongue at him.

"That is so mature. And you think that you want to get married to Mr. Perfect, but you and I both know that no guy can handle that his wife can kick his ass. I don't think that he could handle you being the slayer. Do you truly think that he could?"

"He loves me. He will be able to, if I tell him."

"Keep telling yourself that."

"Oh go stake yourself. Just go away before I rethink my decision to end your afterlife."

"Now love, let's not be hasty. I'm going to give you two chances before I go and tell the gang that you're alive. Now this is the first chance, and it looks like you blew it. If you don't comply then I will give you over night to think about this arrangement."

"What arrangement is that?"

"Me coming to live with you love. What else. You're not that attractive, and god forbids if I come between you and Mr. Perfect." He said.

"I don't want you here. I don't want you anywhere near Chris or me!"

"Oh, are you afraid that I would scare Mr. Perfect away from you. Don't worry love he doesn't exist. I'm sure that this Chris fellow would be through with you in some time." He knew immediately that he had said the wrong thing as her eyes shown a fire that only appeared when she prepared to kill something.

"Get out! Your answer is NO! Go on tell them, but they won't believe you because you won't be able to find me! You will look like the lunatic that you are!"

"It's called the vamp tracking spell. Remember it? You do… good. I will be able to find you no matter what."

"GET OUT!"

"I will love, but remember that I will be back tomorrow."

"Have fun in the sun." She smirked.

"I will." He holds up his hand and shows a ring. "This ring allows me into the sun without getting burnt. Later." She dusts off his jacket and walked outside.

She couldn't stand that she didn't have the last word so she went to the window, and yelled out to him, "Oh and your jacket is still outdated."

--0---0---0---0---0—

Buffy kept playing that thought in her head. Would Chris be able to handle that she is the slayer? Chris understood everything that was related with her. He didn't care that she was poor, and he was rich. He liked to spend time with her talking about everything and nothing. He was 'Mr. Perfect,' well at least he was her Mr. Perfect. She didn't think that Spike was right. Spike was only there to screw with her mind and mess up her life one more time. Well she was going to show him. She would have a fabulous life with Chris. After all he was everything that she ever wanted in a man.

She had once thought that Angel was her Mr. Perfect. But then the problems came. He turned out to be a vampire, but he had a soul. Then he lost the soul and tried to kill her friends and her. She knew that he now had his soul back but she could never forget his treatment. After all, her friends had twenty years to get over it, but for Buffy it was only three years ago for her that it all end with Angel being thrown into the Hell Dimension. It still amazed her that he got out. 'Oh well, not my problem anymore.'

She just finished packing up all her things. She had finally decided to since Spike left for the afternoon promising to be back tomorrow. He said he could easily track her down again. He was stupid and had told her exactly what method he used to track her. It was a spell that vamps used to track their victims. The only downside to it was that it was unstoppable, literally. It tracked their identities, but most importantly, it tracks how a person thinks of themselves.

There was only one person known to have gotten around it and the watcher council didn't know how she did it. The woman had refused to tell the council. 'Not that I could blame her they are pretty stupid, and would probably tell the vamps the weakness in their spell.' How to get around the spell was her only problem. She knew that she could eventually stop it. But she only had less than 24 hours. Though, hopefully luck was on her side.

She had decided to not fight Chris on his proposal to move in with him. It would hold Spike off for at least a while because he didn't know Chris and the tracking spell could only be activated the next day. Maybe she could talk Chris into moving to a new city. Then, she had thrown that thought away. She loved California too much to leave. Though, she wished that Chris had just discussed it with her before he told her to move in. It didn't take her that long to pack because she didn't own that much. She would get back at him eventually or just get her way during an argument.

There then was a knock at the door. She looked at her stuff one more time and then went to open the door. It was Chris, and he looked excited to be helping her move.

"Hi love you ready." Buffy stiffened at the nickname but then let it pass. She wouldn't let Spike get to her.

"This is everything."

"Ok, then let's get moving." He looked at the amount of stuff and it makes him want to take her out shopping. He went and picked up the first box. "Want to go get something to eat after?"

"Sure."

--0---0---0---0---0—

They got out at a local McDonalds. They then went inside to order. After getting their food they went to sit outside so they could talk in private, considering that no one was eating outside.

"Your not mad that I want you to move in are you?"

"No, I'm angry that you didn't discuss this with me before. You just told me that I'm moving in. Though, if I didn't want to I wouldn't be. Keep that in mind."

"Will it help to say that I'm sorry?"

"Yes, and you remember that."

"Ok so change in subject. When do you want to be married? In six months? In a year? Two years? How long do you want to wait till you become Elizabeth Halliwell?"

Then it suddenly hits her. The spell revolves only revolves around identity, the perception of ones self. If she became Mr. Christopher Halliwell then she wouldn't be Buffy anymore. She would think of herself as his wife. She would be Elizabeth Halliwell.

"How about we get married tonight? You pushed me into moving in with you. Now it's payback, and I get my way in this argument."

"Tonight? You sure about this?" Chris got a weird look on his face.

"Positive." Then his face had broke out into a grin.

"Then let's go get married."

--0---0---0---0---0—

They walked up to the building. It was the court house. Because the wedding was short notice they couldn't get a priest. It didn't matter to either one of them because they loved each other and would be man and wife by the end of the night.

Buffy had apparently gone shopping as she had a shopping bag in her hand. She was willing to get married in anything, just as long as it was to Chris. Chris was now in a tux. They enter the room and Chris went to the secretary.

Chris had called earlier to make sure that it was possible to get married that day. He was a little surprised that she wanted to get married. He sensed that she truly did want to marry him and did love him. It was because of his empathy powers that he knew this wasn't some scam to get his money. He could sense that she truly loves him. That was enough for him. He had to pay a little more extra to get an appointment last minute but it was worth it. Elizabeth was in the bathroom now changing into the dress that he insisted that she buy. She wanted a dress but didn't want to spend so much on one. Especially since they weren't even going to have pictures, or so she thought.

He also booked the perfect honeymoon. The flight was last minute, but he knew that she would enjoy it. Maybe he should just tell her about him being a witch so they could just orb around, it was faster and less nauseous than flying.

He then followed the secretary into the next room to wait or Liz. He then say her walk into the room. He didn't realize when he said his vows or when she repeated her. He knew that her was too caught up in her.

Little did he know that she felt the same for him. She was in a daze the whole time.

Little did they both know that when they sealed their vows that a magical surge went across the world.

--0---0---0---0---0—

Wyatt felt the magical surge. At first he was surprised that the magic was stronger than him. He was the most powerful good being on this planet and that had to be impossible. It was probably a group trying to get more power, and was now receiving a backlash. He wasn't vain about being the most powerful. But he at least would like to make sure that it wasn't an evil being causing the damage.

He then looked over at his girlfriend, Bianca. They had met a few months ago when he was vanquishing demons. She was a Phoenix-witch, not to mention she was also powerful and beautiful. Wyatt noticed that she was just as affected by the magical surge as him.

"What is that?"

"I don't know."

"Wyatt you're here? That what was they surge?" Piper asked coming in to the attic.

"I don't know but I'm going to talk to the elders to see if they know what that is."

He left and the charmed ones and Bianca sat down while they waited for a verdict from the 'all knowing ones.'

It was two hours later until Wyatt came back into the room. Piper and Bianca were both asleep, but Phoebe and Paige were talking quietly.

"They don't know what it was. But they sensed Chris near there. Whatever it was he was caught up in it."

"They know where Chris is?" Phoebe asked excitedly.

"No, they knew where he was two hours ago. After the surge settled, he was un sense-able again."

"How is he blocking them, even we were never able to do that."

"I don't know, but maybe we should just forget about it. You remember how mom was when he first ran away. He's 19 now and doesn't want anything to do with us. I don't know about you but I don't want to bail him out of anything." He then went to wake up Bianca and his mother. He then explained what the elders said without mentioning Chris.

--0---0---0---0---0—

The next day Spike returned to Buffy's apartment. Only to find the place was completely empty. Nothing was there, not even a speck of dust. That had only created one thing, and that was one very pissed off vampire.

'Well love, I guess it is the hard way.' He then went to try his spell so he could take the whole gang to her. Only to find that it wasn't working.

Now that mad one very pissed off vampire kept trying for hours to make his tracking spell work, only to have it come back that Buffy Summers didn't exist.

Now Elizabeth "Buffy" Summers was the second person in history to get around a vampire's tracking spell. Or should I say Elizabeth Halliwell, as that was who she now is, her new identity.