4 Months Later

Cleveland's New Watchers' Council Division

It has been four months since Josh was born. Having a newborn in the house had been a major adjustment for the new parents.

Buffy and Xander took solace in their son's docile behaviour. He hardly ever fussed unless it was for the normal sort of reasons like hunger, fatigue, sleepiness, or a dirty diaper. At night, Josh slept soundly, which has been extremely beneficial for Buffy, since she has been training to get back her former Slayer stamina and strength. During the day, she left Xander with a majority of the parental duties, while she found her legs at the New Watcher's Council as its head Director.

She felt a bit guilty for putting so much on her husband, but he supported her decision and welcomed the role reversal. He took this time to take a little vacation while his wife went back to work.

He and Josh often visited Buffy at the New Council.

They were still figuring out a routine and what to do with Josh when they both went back to work.


Being the head of the Cleveland's New Watchers' Council division, Buffy wanted to be as involved as quickly as possible, after so many months out of the game.

The New Watchers' Council fell under an abbreviated alias as a private boarding school called, N.W.C Academy.

As the head of the N.W.C Academy, Buffy took on the major responsibilities to train, house, and employ the newly chosen Slayers, aspiring Watcher's, and magical Wiccans and Warlocks—which fell under Willow and Tara's supervision.

She didn't realise just how much paperwork would be involved on a daily basis. But on most days, she's been having meetings with various high-level demons and supernatural-being groups. Giles had strongly advised her to take these various bipartisan meetings with shady characters like the esteemed demon named, the Immortal.

Buffy didn't like the Immortal. She found him too flirty, handsy, and entirely too full of himself, but, according to Giles, meetings with the likes of the Immortal kept the balance of Good and Evil even.

Everything that went on in the N.W.C Academy fell under her charge, but she needed help.

So she and Giles decided to split the senior Slayers from Sunnydale between the two Councils to help train and locate the incoming class of newbies. Faith chose to stick with Buffy. Willow bounced between the Covens set up at the two Council's, she mostly spent time in Cleveland, wanting to be close to her two best friends and their newest addition. Andrew became Buffy's executive assistant. He also helped Buffy track down newly called Slayers around the world and he loved being the legendary Vampire Slayer's, right-hand man.

Xander kept his contractor duties. The N.W.C Academy was a very large place, there was always something that needed fixing. Xander had also become the unofficial counsellor to the N.W.C Academy's students, staff, and his wife. But as of now, he took the back seat and spent most of his time with his four-month-old son, Josh.

Buffy's Office

"Knock, knock," Xander tapped his knuckle on the door as he stepped into the office carrying Josh in his arms.

Buffy looked up from the stack of documents piled on her desk and smiled, welcoming the interruption.

"Josh-y couldn't wait until later. He needed to visit his mommy. He just missed you too much." Xander smiled and kissed the baby's cheek.

Placing the pen in her hand down, Buffy stood from the chair. She moved around the desk and met Xander and Josh in the centre of the large office.

Buffy held out her arms and took the smiling toothless baby. "I missed my little guy," she peppered kisses around the baby's pudgy face and held him against her.

"What 'bout me?" Xander comically pouted pretending to feel left out.

"I missed my big guy, too." She tilted her chin upwards and brushed her mouth against his. "Has he eaten?" Buffy asked and she moved back around to the desk chair to sit.

Xander took a seat in a chair placed in front of the desk and crossed his leg over his knee, "Not yet. Pooped a lot though and ruined another onesie," Buffy scrunched her nose in disgust, "but he has not eaten."

Buffy turned in her chair to the mini fridge behind her. She opened it and took out a bottle filled with breast milk she had pumped not long ago.

Sitting Josh on her lap and resting his back against her chest. Buffy shuffled for a free hand in order to test the milk on her wrist. Finding the milk still warm enough, she placed the cyclone teat into the infant's toothless mouth.

"Did you just come here so I would feed Josh and you wouldn't have to do it?" Buffy narrowed eyed her husband.

"No," he said, unable to keeping the twitching smile from his face. "… Yes, but we really did miss you."

Rolling her eyes with a head shake she looked at her husband, "I know. I'm sorry I've been here a lot lately."

Xander waved his hand and shook his head, "I get it."

"You do?"

"Yes, of course," Xander told her with sincerity, "I do. I know you. And I know how much you hated being left on the sidelines during the pregnancy—and this place wasn't even built yet." He gave her a small smile. "You want to get your footing here and at home."

Buffy tilted her head slightly to the side, amazed by his understanding and patience. "How do I be the Slayer, the boss, a wife, and a mother?"

Xander leaned forward in his chair and reached across the desk for her hand. He turned her hand, palm facing upwards and used his index finger to draw a shapeless image. "I don't know." He looked at her. "We're still figuring it out."

They shared a smile and turned their attention downward to the little baby happily drinking from the bottle held at his mouth. Buffy held her son a little tighter and placed a gentle kiss over the top of his soft head and tenderly buried her nose in his short dark hair, breathing in his baby scent.

A knock at the door turned their attention to Andrew walking into the office. "Hey, Buffy, Gronk has finally arrived."

Xander looked back at his wife with a raised eyebrow.

Rolling her eyes, Buffy said, "That demon is like two hours late! At least with the Immortal—"

"—I don't like that Immortal guy." Xander frowned. "His hands tend to wander." His jealousy of seeing an attractive man—or attractive demon man touching his wife left a bad taste in his mouth, despite her threats to break the Immortals hands if he touched her again, Xander was still annoyed by the demons audacity.

"Well, there's no worries for that happening with Gronk, 'cause I pretty sure he doesn't have hands." Buffy tried to lighten his mood.

"She," Andrew corrected.

Buffy and Xander looked back at the blonde haired man in his best suit with confusion written across their faces. "Huh?"

Andrew shrugged, "He is a she... Gronk is a she." The couple stared unblinkingly at Andrew. "It's a new age!" He defended the demon waiting outside the office.

"Okay, that's enough of this majorly weird conversation." Buffy began to stand from her chair with Josh still in her arms eating the breast milk in the bottle. "Honey, you're gonna have to finish this up." She moved around the desk to place her son back into Xander's arms. "I'll be home later with takeout."

"Perfect way back into my heart."

Buffy frowned with bewilderment, "Back into your—"

"—Alright, see ya!" Xander smiled and pecked her lips with a kiss. "Say bye Mommy," Xander took Josh's pudgy arm and waved it at Buffy. "Bye Mommy." He said in a high-pitched voice pretending it was Josh's voice.

Still confused by this entire conversation, Buffy watched her husband head towards the door just as Gronk entered the office. They stared each other down as they continued to walk in their respective direction. Xander looked back at Buffy and wagged his brows then exited the office.

Snapping herself from her daze, Buffy turned her attention to the large, rocky looking demon with black eyes and fanged teeth. "Please, take a seat and we'll discuss sanctions with your clan." Politely, Buffy gestured for the demon to sit then moved back around to her chair.

3 Months Later

Harris Residence

Exhausted from the long day at N.W.C Academy, Buffy wanted nothing more than to take a hot bath, perhaps with a glass of wine and one of Xander's extraordinary massages.

Faith had put her through the ringer—literally. Buffy had spent the last five hours training, finally reaching her goal Slayer stamina. She kept herself at a higher standard needing to be better than the Slayers on her staff and the Slayers-in-training.

Buffy and Faith fought every day for hours for the last seven months. The brunette was the only one Buffy deemed to be her equal when it came to fighting.

Over the course of the training in the last several months, Buffy and Faith had grown close. After Sunnydale, they needed to recreate a foundation, which built on mutual respect—something that had been lacking the first time around.

After genuinely respecting each other's strengths, weaknesses, and everything in-between, Buffy and Faith became friends. They weren't the sort of friends, Buffy and Willow were, it was something entirely different and they found it hard to describe. They challenged and pushed each other to their greatest potential and bickered almost like siblings.


Entering into the house, Buffy released a deep tired breath and dropped the Jeep's car keys into the bowl with Xander's truck car keys.

She reached out and hung her purse onto a hook and took off her jacket. If there was one thing that was so different from California it was Cleveland's weather. It was the beginning of fall and the temperature significantly dropped. Though the fall was beautiful, it was the next season that Buffy dreaded. In all of her life, she had never seen so much snow, it made Lake Tahoe look like Hawaii.

Rubbing her face, Buffy pushed her long blonde hair back and entered the dining room and into the kitchen.

You've gotta be kidding me. She stood in the doorless doorframe of the kitchen and huffed with annoyance. Dishes were left out on the counter island and still in the highchair from Josh's dinner.

Buffy went over to the take the multicoloured plastic bowl from the highchair and noticed the mess that was left everywhere.

"Xander," she clenched her jaw, irritated and went over to the sink, dropping the unclean plastic dishes.

Needing to get out of the kitchen before she snapped, Buffy stepped into the hallway and tripped over a toy left astray. C'mon! Exasperated, Buffy bent down and snatched the toy up from the ground. She angrily stomped into the living room.

Buffy tossed her eyes around the room to see more toys left out and on the floor haphazardly and the television was on, playing a cartoon show that was in mid-song. Buffy felt her temper rise and her patience disappear.

She turned her head toward the couch to see Xander laying on his back and their seven-month-old son is sound asleep. Suddenly, all of Buffy's aggravation dissipated from her body and her heart filled with utter love.

A small smile crept across her mouth watching them.

Buffy crossed the short distance to them and took a seat on the edge of the coffee table. She placed the toy still in her hand down beside her and gently combed her fingers through Josh's soft dark hair without disturbing him.

Xander inhaled a deep breath and opened his eye. Sleepily, he looked at her and gave her a half smile, "Hey."

Buffy looked at him and returned his half smile, "Hi." She whispered.

"Sorry 'bout the mess," he mumbled.

Releasing a faint chuckle, Buffy ran her fingers through his dark short hair. "Don't worry about it."

"How was training?" He asked becoming more awake.

"Exhausting," she admitted. "I'm sore, but, I'm getting better… Back to my old self."

Xander took her hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing her knuckles. "That's good," he said and started to sit up, keeping Josh against him. "I'm gonna put Josh down and straighten up, meanwhile, I want you to relax... Take a hot bath with extra bubbles," Buffy smiled, "and when you're done, I'll tend to your sore muscles."

It was exactly what Buffy wanted to hear. She closed her eyes and hummed with a smile, "That's the perfect idea."

There were times like this where he knew his wife extremely well.

With a tugging smile, Xander accepted her chaste kiss before she got up and disappeared from the living room before Josh woke up and cried for her.

A Little While Later

Master Bedroom

Shutting the light off in the master bathroom, Buffy entered the bedroom room to see Xander standing in the centre of the room.

Buffy tilted her head at him and held the towel wrapped around her naked damp body.

"Welcome to the Harris Inn and Spa Resort." He said with a low suave voice. "Where all of your greatest desires will come true and all of your sore Slayer pains are melted away." Xander wagged his brows with a smile. "With the use of your imagination, we're in San Marcos and this…" he gestured to the bed, "isn't a bed. No, what may look like a normal bed is, in actuality, a massage table."

Amused, Buffy watched as he quickly tore off the thin bedsheet off of the bed and held it out.

"A sheet has been provided for your discretion." He said in a phoney charming voice.

The corner of her mouth tugged into a smirk as Buffy unravelled the towel wrapped around her body and letting it fall to the ground.

Xander swallowed and felt all of his blood shoot straight down south to his cock.

"Okay," she smugly smiled, knowing his exact response to her naked form.

Unbothered by her own nudity in front of her husband, Buffy stepped over to the bed and laid down on her stomach, resting her chin on the pillow and her arms over her head.

Gathering himself, Xander followed her and crawled on his knees on the bed and straddled the backs of her legs.

He reached over to the nightstand and squirted lavender scented body oil into his hand. "Starting with the application of the oil," Xander's hands rubbed over her back. He followed the line of her spine to her lower back.

Buffy closed her eyes and let out a moan, feeling completely relaxed.

"Ooh, babe, your muscles are so tight," Xander whispered then kissed her earlobe. He dug his thumbs deeper into her skin, trying to take out the knots.

"That feels good." She muttered.

Proud of himself, Xander leaned forward and brushed his mouth over her shoulder. "Does this feel good?" He kissed her shoulder again.

"Mmm… yes…" Buffy mumbled with a small twitching smile.

Xander's hands slid lower down her back and over her round bare bottom, "How 'bout this?"

She responded with an inaudible murmur.

Xander's hands then snuck between her body and the bed, touching under her breasts. "This?"

"Mmm-hmm…" Buffy released a deep breath.

Trailing his mouth down the line of her spine, he kissed one plump butt-cheek and held his hands at her hips. "Turn over." Xander gently instructed.

Buffy rolled onto her back. Her eyes were still closed and a small smile set across her mouth. Xander placed her arms above her head and rubbed his hands from her wrists down her arms, following the length of her curved sides, and to her hips. "How's that feel?" Xander asked in a low husky voice.

His mouth was over her breasts that had gotten a bit bigger since giving birth. He licked his tongue around her sensitive nipple and gently massaged her breasts with his hands.

Buffy bit her bottom lip and her brows pinched together, "… So good…"

Xander's mouth moved from her breasts to her flat stomach, then over her abdomen. Meanwhile, his hands kept gently circulating around her body. His hands only left her body to place her legs on his shoulders.

Tilting her head back, her eyes still closed and her bottom lip between her teeth, Buffy let out a sharp moan as his tongue caressed her centre.

"Oh… Xander…" she let out a moan, "… so good…"

He added pressure to his darting tongue and smiled when her fingers went into his hair, tugging at it as he drove her towards pleasure.

"Xand…" her cries of pleasure were incoherent. She arched her back and felt her entire body heat up in a blaze as an orgasmic shiver shot through her entire body; from head to toe.

Lapping up her sweet but tangy moisture, Xander lifted his head from her centre and looked up at her face to see a dreamy expression settled across her beautiful features.

He moved up her body and kissed each breast before finding her mouth again.

Buffy circled her arms around his neck and opened her eyes, "I love your massages. So relaxing…" she muttered against his mouth.

Xander responded with a smile and covered her mouth with his own. He kissed her deeply, slipping his tongue between her lips. Buffy's hands moved from his hair and snuck between their bodies to unfasten the front of his jeans.

They shared a grin of happiness and a laugh before resuming their passionate kiss.