Disclaimer: Joss owns the cannons, that girl owns Matthew (sorry, don't know/have forgotten your name), and I own Morgan.

Chapter Three

"Woah!" Giles announced as he was taken aback by the screams and yelling. He honestly had no idea something like this was going on without him knowing of it. "Well, thank you all very much," he began.

"It was Aunt Willow's idea," Matthew perked up from his hiding spot behind the television.

Giles gave a small chuckle. "I'm sure it was," he assured the little boy as he entered the room. "Willow's quite good at planning these sorts of parties."

Willow smiled proudly. "Well, this is a big deal Giles," she said as the Scoobies began moving from their hiding spots towards the main part of the room. "We're not just going to ignore the fact that you're turning sixty. It's only going to happen once."

"Now that's not true," Anya pointed out as she sat back down next to Xander on the couch. "Theoretically, we could put him in some sort of time loop where all he does is turn sixty for the rest of eternity."

"She has a point," Tara began with a chuckle.

"If this is a party, then where's the music?" Matthew asked as he turned to Willow. "Parties need music," he declared.

Willow smiled at the little boy in front of her and took his left hand in her right one. "You want to help me pick out some music?" she asked.

"Absolutely," Matthew declared as he rushed over towards the vast collection of musical CDs near the stereo.

Morgan frowned as she turned back towards Anya and Xander. "Where's my Barbies?" she asked softly. "This party's for old people."

Xander chuckled as he stood up and glanced back at Anya for a second. "In Mommy's car, sweetie," he said as he kissed the girl's forehead. "I'll be right back," he assured her as he made his way to the front door.

"Is anyone thirsty?" Buffy asked curiously to break the silence. "We have ice now so there can be colder drinks than last night," she pointed out.

"I want root beer!" Matthew called as he continued trying to pick out the perfect CD to play. "Can I, Mommy? Please, please, please, please, PLEASE!" he begged.

Anya sighed heavily before turning to Buffy. "Just a small cup," she told her friend before glancing back to the door as Xander entered with a small bag of dolls. "You thirsty sweetie?" she asked as her husband handed Morgan the bag.

"Any beer you have in there should be fine," Xander told Buffy.

"Even beer that doesn't have a color and tastes remarkably a lot like water?" Buffy asked with concern.

"It's fine," Tara said as she walked back over to Buffy. "Willow bought some real beer earlier while you were in the shower," she informed the Slayer. "I'll help you get it," she said as she dragged Buffy into the kitchen.

"Tara, I think I could get it on my own," Buffy said as the two of them entered the kitchen. Buffy walked over to the cabinets and pulled out a few small cups before walking over to the freezer and pulling out one of the ice trays.

"Buffy, we have to talk," Tara began.

"What about?" Buffy asked as she plopped two ice cubes into the first cup in front of her. She then handed the ice over to Tara and walked back to where the bottles of soda were and grabbed the root beer. "Is something wrong?"

Tara shook her head quickly. "No, not exactly," she began. "It's just this whole Spike thing you said"

"Tara, please, do we have to talk about that?" Buffy began with a frown.

"Only one question," Tara assured Buffy.

"Go for it," Buffy said as she began pouring a bit of root beer into the cup with ice.

"Well before I tell Willow about your needing a boyfriend," Tara began softly, "I just want to make sure that you're truly not in love with Spike in any way."

"I'm not!" Buffy assured Spike. "My social circle is limited, especially in the male variety, and he's just convenient," she added for clarity.

Tara nodded. "Alright," she said with a smile. "Then I'll talk to Willow and see if we can get you a guy," she assured Buffy.

"And you'll leave out the Spike thing, right?" Buffy asked curiously. "I mean, you can just tell her that I kinda want to be seeing someone without mentioning a certain bleach blonde vampire, right?" she asked as panic escalated in her voice.

"Won't mention it at all," Tara promised as she headed back into the room with a beer in one hand. After handing it to Xander, she walked over towards Willow. "Hey," she greeted.

"Hey baby," Willow said with a smile as Matthew proudly handed her his choice of CD. "What's up?"

"Well, you kind of know Xander better and I was talking to Buffy and I think I know what might be up with her," Tara began softly as she moved Willow slightly away from Matthew.

"What does that have to do with Xander?" Willow asked in confusion.

"Well, Buffy is thinking that she needs something meaningful in her life. I mean, we're great, but she needs someone special. I have you, Xander has Anya...you get where I'm going with this?"

Willow nodded. "She wants a boyfriend," she said with understanding for her best friend. "I'll talk to Xander," she said with a smile as she made her way over towards her other friend and his wife.

Tara smiled as she walked over towards the hallway where Morgan was occupying herself in the stairs with her small collection of Barbie dolls. The man and woman doll were lying down next to each other under a tissue a few stairs above where the little girl was playing with the other dolls. "What about Barbie and Ken?" Tara asked curiously as she sat down next to Morgan.

"They're doing whatever Mommy and Daddy do at night when the door's locked," Morgan stated plainly.

Tara's green eyes widened in shock at the girl's statement. "What?" she asked as she coughed slightly, still shocked that those words came from a six-year-old's mouth.

"They're having a special kind of dessert," Morgan whispered as if the answer was obvious. "It's only for grown-ups."

Tara nodded slightly as she stood up. "Well, that's really...special," she said. "Good for them," she added as she began walking back into the family room to talk to Giles, leaving Morgan to play with her dolls.

"Sure I could do that thing Will," Xander began. "But are you sure it's what Buffy wants?"

Willow nodded. "She talked to Tara and that's what Tara said she needed right now," Willow assured Xander.

"Alright, I'll find someone good then," Xander promised before redirecting his attention to Anya. "And everything's all set for tomorrow?" he asked curiously.

Anya nodded as she glanced over at Morgan for a moment. "Yea. Tomorrow at two thirty," she informed her husband. "Can you be there?" she asked curiously.

Xander frowned as he shook his head. "Sorry, I have to be at the site," he told her.

"On a Sunday?" Anya asked in shock.

"I'm sorry, honey, but we're behind and I just can't take off. They can't do anything without me and we can't give everyone a day off when we're this far behind. I'm really sorry though," he told her as he wrapped an arm around her body.

"Right," Anya began as she stood up. "I'm going to talk to Giles and Tara for a bit,. Ask for money and a babysitter," she began as she walked over to the Watcher and witch.

"Hey," Tara greeted. She frowned once she saw the helpless expression on Anya's face and instantly asked, "What can we do to help?"

"Giles," Anya began as she looked into her boss's eyes. "I need a raise. Not just because I want one and it doesn't have to be forever, but there could not be a worse time for Morgan to get sick like this," she began. "I mean, we have her on antibiotics right now, but the only way to guarantee that this'll never come back would be to remove her tonsils, and there could really be no worse time. I mean, Xander's crew is behind schedule in everything, including pay checks and we're looking for a house since the kids are getting too old to be living in that room that looks like a closet and--"

"Shh, shh," Giles began as he pulled Anya into a comforting hug and rubbed her back slightly. "You can have all the money you need right now," he assured her. "We all care about you and Xander."

Anya smiled up at Giles as she threw her arms around him joyously. "Thank you so much!" she began. "You won't regret this, I swear!"

"Xander," Buffy began a few hours later as she walked up to her best friend in the whole world besides Willow. "Can I ask you something?"

"Anything Buff," he said as he scooted over slightly, giving Buffy some room to sit down, which she took advantage of. "What's on your mind?"

"Well, Willow said you were going to try and set me up with someone from your work and I'm just curious on who you were thinking of," she began. "I mean, not that there's anything wrong with any of them, but I'd rather it be someone who I at least have met. And preferably not that guy who said I couldn't work that one time when I tried to get a job there. And not Richard 'cause I think he thinks I'm really weird."

Xander smiled. "Don't worry, Buff. I've already got someone in mind for you."

"Oh, he can't be like a million feet taller than I am!" Buffy injected.

"He's not," Xander assured her. "It's Danny. I think you met him once or twice. Pretty strong, brown hair."

"Sounds good," Buffy said with a smile as Anya rejoined them. "Hey," she greeted.

"Nice to see the happy Buffy," Xander noted before looking up at Anya. "So what'd they say?"

Anya nodded with a slight smile. "Giles is giving me a raise and Willow promised she'd watch Matt tomorrow. Tara's going to come to the hospital with me to make sure I won't go insane, which you know I will since they're messing with my baby," she said, her voice growing faster with each word.

"I'll be fine," Xander promised as he looked around the room at the growing tired people. "Are we guessing that the party's pretty much over?" he asked.

Buffy nodded as she fought back a yawn. "I would say so," she said as she stood up from the couch. "I'm going upstairs, sleepy," she announced as she walked over towards the stairs, stopping to find the sleeping body and various dolls of Morgan Harris lying around. "Um, Xander?" she began.

"I'll get her," Xander promised as he turned to Anya. "You got Matt?" he asked curiously.

Anya nodded as she walked over towards the love seat and picked up her son and his game boy. "Well, we're off," she called out to Willow in the kitchen. "See you tomorrow around two or so."

"We'll be here," Willow assured the ex-demon as she finished cleaning up the kitchen. "Everyone just get some rest or something."

Tara smiled as she joined Willow in the kitchen. "Need any help here?" she asked.

Willow shrugged. "I'm pretty much done here," she informed Tara. "But you could help take the trash out," she said as she handed Tara one of the small bags of trash from the trashcan.

"Sure," Tara said as she grabbed the bag and began walking outside behind Willow.