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Written for Multifandom1000 LJ community's challenge #51, incorporating a line from a holiday song into your fic and use it as the title (I used the first five verses of the Twelve Days of Christmas)

Five Days of Christmas
by Zzilly14

1. Partridge in a Pear Tree

Buffy smiled softly at Angel, who was attempting to put the Christmas lights up on their artificial tree.

"Need some help?"

"Um... it's okay."

She laughed before taking the lights from his hands. "I can do it. How about get out the ornaments you bought?"

"Ornaments?"

The golden-haired Slayer dropped the lights to the ground. "You didn't get ornaments?"

Angel shrugged his shoulders.

"Do you know anything about Christmas?"

"Vampires don't celebrate holidays."

"Well... you're not one anymore. So I'm gonna teach you. How about Christmas songs? Do you know the one about a partridge in a pear tree?"

"Partridge?"

2. Two Turtle Doves

Buffy held up the box of red balls. "They'll be pretty, right?"

"Why not get something... prettier?"

"Like what?" she wondered.

Angel grabbed another box and handed it to her.

"A dove?"

"It's a sign of peace. And I think it's... uh... pretty."

Buffy giggled. "Well, if you think it's pretty, then we have to get one."

"No, let's get two."

"Why?"

Angel took Buffy's hands in his. "Because we don't want the dove to be lonely."

"Angel... it's an ornament. It's not like it has feelings." She then cracked a smile. "But two doves would be prettier than one."

3. Three French Hens

The couple was sitting on the couch, listening to Christmas music.

On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me, three French hens...

"I've always wondered about the French hens," Buffy stated. "Do they speak French?"

Angel laughed as he kissed the top of her head. "I don't think so."

"But French hens... if they really spoke French, they could help me with it. Not that I'm studying it anymore... but, say we wanted to take a little trip to Paris..."

"Paris is overrated."

"Hello, City of Love! I'd like to go. Can we?"

"Maybe after Christmas..."

4. Four Calling Birds

"Even though I'm Jewish, I wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas!"

"Thanks, Will. I'm glad you called."

"How's Angel doing?"

Buffy glanced over at her lover and giggled. "He's shaking all his presents, trying to figure out what's in them."

Angel stopped guessing his gifts to answer his cell phone. "Hello?"

"Peaches."

"Spike? Why are you calling me?"

"You've got it better than me, you bloody wanker."

"And your point is?"

"Well, I figured it's Christmas and should wish you a happy one anyway. Tell Buffy... that I wish her the best."

"Uh... thanks. And Spike?"

"What?

"Merry Christmas."

5. Five Golden Rings

"I didn't realize how much fun Christmas was!" Angel laughed as he held up his new red sweater. "And I didn't realize how cool this can be!"

"Not only does it look nice, but it'll keep you warm."

"Buffy?"

"Yeah?"

He handed her a small black box. "Merry Christmas."

Buffy stared at it, tears forming in her eyes. "Is it what I..."

"Open it."

She did and gasped at the small golden ring inside.

"Will you marry me, Buffy Summers?" He took the ring and pushed it on her finger.

"Of course I will!" she cried happily before kissing him.