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Chapter 4

Xander rushed into Giles apartment, slamming the door shut. He turned and leaned his back on the door, breathing heavily. Anya glanced up from her magazine.

"Are you okay, Xander?" she checked, slightly concerned that he might be damaged in some way and therefore unable to give her orgasms as regularly as was required.

"I shouldn't be" he told her shaking his head, "I mean, either the demons or the drop should've killed me but..." he honestly could not understand how he'd come through it alive or how he'd managed so many words before his breath left him again. He'd run solidly from the college to Giles' and every muscle in his body ached from the exertion. He bent over double trying to take in sufficient oxygen. It was then he noticed the room was too quiet.

"Where are the others?" he asked with a slight frown. Anya grinned.

"Giles has gone to lie on the bed, I think he's a little drunk" she explained cheerfully, "and I dealt with the kids"

"Dealt with?" Xander echoed, not liking the sound of that. He loved Anya, really he did, but the girl was a former vengeance demon. It was not a good idea to piss her off and if those kids really had got on her nerves... "Ahn, what did you do?" he asked nervously.

The blonde took hold of his hand and pulled him over to the living room area where two small children were sat, fast asleep on two dining room chairs, back to back. That would be fine if it were not for the fact a rope held the two in place!

"Anya!" Xander found his voice came loud and clear now, "You cannot tie up five year old kids!" he yelled, bringing the two little ones out of their slumber. He rushed over to untie them just as they came to.

"Mommy?" the little Buffy whimpered as she rubbed at her eyes with her hands.

"Not Mommy, sweetie" Xander told her as she crouched down to her level, "but I'm here. You remember big funny Xander, right?"

She looked at him and he smiled in what he hoped was a reassuring way, still her lip trembled.

"I don't wanna play this game anymore" she told him sadly, "It's no fun"

"What game is that, honey?" he asked her, glancing over at Anya who said nothing.

"Bloody stupid bint" little Spike cursed as he hopped down from his own chair and tottered round to where Xander knelt by Buffy's seat, "She said she wanted to play a game with us and then tied us to bleedin' chairs!" he complained, the curse words sounding less threatening and more strangely cute in his five-year-olds voice.

Xander looked daggers up at his girlfriend as Spike folded his little arms over his chest and did the same. Buffy looked like she was going to cry at any second, which was strange since grown-up Buffy almost never did.

"You wanted them still and quiet" Anya defended herself, "I didn't know another way. I never looked after kids before"

"Maybe you never should again" the brunette suggested, shaking his head as he lifted Buffy down from the chair and stood her next to Spike, "You two stay put for a sec and be good, okay?" he told the kids, "Me and Anya have to go talk in the kitchen" he said pointedly, dragging her away by the elbow.

"She's mean" Buffy mumbled, "I wish I were big enough to..." she made punching motions with her little fists and Spike smirked.

"Yeah, that'd be fun" he agreed, "You okay, pet?" he checked when she went all quiet again.

Buffy shrugged her shoulders and stayed quiet before running at the sofa and launching herself into one of the cushioned seats. Spike tilted his head as he watched her sit herself up and then decided to join her. He went hurtling into the space beside her, collapsing in a heap with the back of his coat over his head. Buffy giggled.

"You look silly" she told him, reaching out to help him put his coat straight, he had little choice but to let her as he tried to get his bearings back and sit up properly.

"Now what?" he asked her, as they heard the odd word of unpleasant conversation from the kitchen. Buffy winced at the sound of raised voices.

"My Mommy and Daddy used to yell" she said, studying her hands in her lap, "They yelled because of me, and then Daddy went away"

Spike didn't know why but he hated that she looked so sad. It was weird but she was usually quite pretty, for a girl, and when she was all tearful like this she didn't look as good and he didn't like it at all.

"Didn't even know my Dad" he attempted to sympathise, "He died...I think I died too" he said with a frown.

There were thoughts in his head that didn't fit, memories that couldn't be real because in them he was bigger and so was Buffy, but everyone else was exactly the same. Nothing made any sense and he was losing his grip on what parts were real and what parts were not.

"I think I might be bad" Buffy said sadly, "Do you think I'm bad?" she asked the little boy next to her. At first she was fairly certain she didn't like him, but she was beginning to forget why now.

"You don't look bad" he said, not really knowing how to answer. Something inside him told him he wasn't supposed to like the blonde girl, that she was his enemy some how. It was like he dreamt this other world, where he was taller and so was she, and they fought because they had to. The more time passed the hazier the dream-picture became until he wasn't certain of much at all.

Buffy managed a smile at his words and Spike found himself smiling back until she began to wriggle and he frowned wondering what she was doing.

"Ooh, remote" she announced as she pulled the item out from between the sofa cushions, "Wanna watch cartoons?" she asked with a grin.

"Sure" Spike nodded, smiling just as widely as Buffy pushed random buttons until a picture appeared on the screen.

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"Okay, okay, I get it" Anya sighed as Xander ranted at her, "It's inappropriate for me to tie children who were formally a Slayer and a Vampire to dining room chairs with rope" she said flatly, like she didn't really care.

"Ahn, I get that there's stuff you don't understand" Xander lost all his fight when his girlfriend folded her arms over her chest and looked ready to sulk, "but there are a lot of rules where kids are concerned, and tieage with rope is never of the good"

"It's not like they're regular kids" she huffed, "That little vamp bit me!" she reminded him, pulling at the leg of her pants to show him the tiny teeth marks on her ankle.

Xander sighed before a thought hit him.

"How did he do that?" he gasped, still trying to keep his voice low so neither Spike nor Buffy heard him.

"He's still a vampire, Xander" Anya pointed out, "and despite being a little guy, he has very large fangs that pierce skin quite easily"

"No, no" her boyfriend shook his head frantically, "the Initiative did something to him, stopped him from hurting people without getting el grando headache, remember?"

"Maybe the spell got rid of whatever those Commando people did to him?" she shrugged, not really giving two hoots what caused it, just angry that she'd got hurt because if it.

"The spell, it's all spells" Xander said in frustration, "We need Willow for this"

"What we need is...sex" Anya said with a weird look that Xander didn't notice since he was leaning on the counter with his face in his hands.

"This is so not the time or place, Ahn" he told her, but he'd missed her meaning.

"Not us, doofus" she said, rolling her eyes as she slapped him across the back to get his proper attention, "Listen" she ordered, "Someone is having sex in the living room"

Xander was stunned and very weirded out when he listened and realised what she meant. Moaning, gasping, and all manner of sounds of the sex-kind were coming from the next room, and considering that they'd left just two five year olds alone in there...

"Oh God, no" Xander hated to believe it but when he stumbled through the door, with Anya right behind him he was proved to be correct in his thoughts.

"Buffy Anne Summers, you give me that remote!" he ordered but the little blonde girl paid no attention, her eyes fixed on the porn show she'd managed to find on TV.

Spike tilted his head as he tried to figure out what the man and woman on the screen were actually trying to achieve. He was fairly certain it was inappropriate in some way but somewhere in the back of his mind it was scarily familiar too...

"You two cannot be watching this!" Xander yelled some more, moving to stand in front of the screen. The kids trying to see around his body, as did Anya who had now perched herself on the arm of the couch to enjoy the show.

"Oh for God sakes!" he said, finally finding the button on the actual set that would turn off the display. Buffy frowned when the screen turned black.

"Hey!" she yelled, "We were watching that!"

"That is not suitable TV for kids" Xander told her sternly, whipping the TV remote from her hands whilst she wasn't paying attention to it, "I asked you to be a good girl, why couldn't you behave!" he said a little too harshly, seemingly forgetting who he was talking to. In seconds Buffy's lips began to tremble, but she wouldn't let the big nasty Xander see her cry.

"You're mean!" she yelled back, standing up on the couch and pushing him in the chest with her little hands. The boy was knocked off his feet by the shove, not surprising since she was the Slayer and she'd taken him completely by surprise. Spike was soon on his feet, bouncing the cushion beside her.

"Yeah, and you can't talk to Buffy that way!" he taunted Xander who looked more than slightly shocked, "You're a very bad man" he continued, pointing a finger "and she's the Slayer, and she can kick your ass!" he said with a grin. The girl beside him spared the little vamp a glance before looking back at Xander and tipping her chin in the air.

"I am the Slayer!" she proclaimed like a war cry, leaping from the sofa with Spike right behind her, little leather duster flying out behind him as he did so. They shrieked and laughed as they ran around and around the room, an open mouthed Xander and unimpressed Anya watching them.

"Now what do we do?" he asked, looking up at his girlfriend with a tired expression as he rubbed a hand over his face.

"Off-load the kids and find out how to get the porn channel back?" she suggested and Xander shook his head in disbeielf.

"Yeah Ahn, great plan" he scoffed, "Who exactly would be willing to play Mom to the Slayer and a vamp..." he stopped short when he had an idea, "Go upstairs, tell Giles we're taking the kids" he told his girlfriend as he scrambled to his feet.

"Where are we taking them?" she asked as she made to do what he said for once.

"Revello Drive" Xander yelled above the children's noise "Who better to look after kids, than a real live Mom?" he smiled.

To Be Continued...

A/N2 : Still liking it? Review please, and let me know :-) Sorry if this chapter is a little bit short.