Author's Note: He all! Sorry we haven't written in sooooo long. Well here's more.

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"Who's them?" Angel questioned.

"The kids from my dream," Buffy breathed.

"The one you were having last night?" Angel asked her.

"Yes. Oh gosh Angel, it was so bad."

Angel gave Buffy a hug; she looked like she needed one. He quickly looked around a quiet, private place where he and Buffy could talk.

Taking her hand, he led her over to a little table in the corner of the fenced-in courtyard of Florian Fortescue's ice cream parlor. A waiter came up to them.

"Hello, may I take your order?" he asked.

"I'll just have water thanks." Angel answered, "Buffy?"

"I'll have a double scoop of chocolate chocolate chip ice cream with plenty of Hershey's syrup."

"Alright."

"Actually make it tons of hot fudge." Buffy changed her mind.

"Yes ma'am," the waiter said and walked away.

"Judging from the amount of chocolate you ordered, it was pretty bad dream." Angel told her smiling slightly.

"Ya, it was bad," Buffy replied slowly.

"Tell me about it."

"OK. Well there was this evil-wizard-snakey dude and he had a wand. We were going to fight him and then h-h-he."

"He what?"

"He staked you," Buffy said, tears streaming down her face as she started crying, but continued, "Then a black haired boy yelled at him. When I turned I saw the three of them. Two boys and a girl. The other boy had red hair and freckles. The girl had wavy, thick brown hair. Then the snake man muttered some weird words and the red head fell to the ground and started twitching. Then the black haired boy said some creepy words and a gold line with beads connected their wands. Then a shadow of you came out and I realized I'd never see you again."

Angel looked at her and then gathered her up into his arms and let her cry. The waiter brought their ice cream, but it went unnoticed.

"I love you Buffy," Angel said kissing her forehead, "And I'll never leave you."

They stayed there for a considerable amount of time and Angel had some time to think.

Who was this "snake man"? Angel thought he might have an idea, but he didn't want to say anything. He wanted to talk to his grandchilde first.

***

Later that evening Angel and Buffy met up with the rest of the gang at the Leaky Cauldron.

"So, how was your shopping day?" Willow asked.

"Good." Buffy trailed off. In the midst of what happened they had forgotten to buy their supplies.

"Didja get everything you needed?"

"Not.quite."

"Aww, come on Buffy, what's wrong? A whole night out shopping.with Angel.and unlimited amounts of money? How could you possibly be in "not-so- happy" mood? I'm certainly feeling bright and chipper."

"It's not that Will. I just.didn't get much sleep last night and that nap didn't really help. I think I'm going to head up to bed."

"Alright. I'll bring Dawnie up before it gets so late."

"Thanks Will."

Buffy headed upstairs to the room that she was sharing with Angel and Dawn. It was a kind of condo-thing with three bedrooms and they had each taken one. Buffy was in the bathroom when she heard a voice.

"Long day dearie?"

"Unbelievably," Buffy answered.

"Would you care to tell me about it?"

Buffy turned and looked at her mirror, "Um, sure, but just remember this is the first time I've ever talked to my mirror."

"It's OK dearie, chat away."

Buffy sat down on the edge of her bathtub and explained everything from her dream to her day at Diagon Alley.

"See I don't want that dream to be a prophecy. I also don't want to put those kids in danger," Buffy confessed.

"Of course you don't. No one would want that."

"Well thanks for listening, I'm gonna go to bed now."

"OK, but stop by anytime and we can chat."

Buffy nodded and left. She checked Angel's room; he wasn't there yet. Then she checked Dawn's room. No Dawn. She figured Willow would bring her up later.

Then she went into her room, changed her clothes, got under the covers and quickly fell asleep.