The Magic Box>
"Buffy's a mom! So what, that means I've got a pair of nephews in diapers running around?" Dawn was a wreck, and justly so, having just found out about some of her sister's best kept secrets. Spike wrapped his arm around her shoulders and drew her closer.
"Actually based on the dates of these certificates, which I've already been notified that they are indeed authentic, then these two would be around 18," Willow stated matter of factly from behind her laptop.
Dawn dropped her head into her hands as Tara spoke up, "I can't imagine what they must have went through, to not remember your own mother."
Tears threatened to fall on Dawn's faceat that thought, but she quickly blinked them back, "do we at least know who their father is?"
Willow shook her head, "the only letters I can make out on the birth certificates and the marriage license are three W's, presumably his first, middle, and last initials."
A peak of blonde hair appeared at Xander's said, with a small hand pulling gently on his shirt. "Daddy? G-Man wants to know if it's story time," Alexa Harris held up her doll fashioned after her god-father, the late Rupert Giles, and looked at Xander with large questioning eyes which were no doubt from his set of genes.
He glanced from his daughter to the sorrowful look on Dawn's face and suddenly he was shamed with guilt, "Alexas, honey, why don't you and G-Man go up to my room and watch some television?"
Dawn placed a hand on Xander's shoulder and shook her head, "we're not brain washing that child so early with cable Xander." Dawn flashed a smile to Alexa, "could I read to you and G-Man tonight, Alexa?"
Alexa nodded her head furiously and held her doll to her ear, "G-Man says he'd love you to if Daddy says you can."
Xander put his hands up in mock surrender, "go ahead, replace your old man with a younger, better looking reader. I see how it is." Xander put on a fake pout for his dramatic performance.
Alexa climbed into her father's lap and wrap her arms around his neck, "please Daddy?"
Xander pretended to ponder for a moment then winked at Dawn. "It's going to cost you," he said teasingly to his little girl. "If you bring me a Twinkie out of my secret stash in the bathroom, I'll let Dawn read to you and G-Man tonight."
Alexa jumped off his lap and ran upstairs, with a puzzled look clear on Xander's face. "The bathroom's down here honey," he hollered after her.
Spike brought the attention back to the important matter at hand, "if we don't knkow who the bloke, do we at least know where the kiddies are?"
Willow shook her head but Oz spoke up, "one's in Hawaii."
All eyes turned to him at this announcement. "What?" Willow ask in an almost demanding manner.
"Which one is in Hawaii?" Xander leaned towards the man earnestly, not hearing his daughter return downstairs and skip towards the table of adults.
Oz shrugged his shoulders and Xander knitted his eyebrows stressfully, "well how do you know one of them is in Hawaii, Oz?"
He opened his mouth to answer but Alexa spoke for him, "Uncle Oz surfs in Hawaii." The table turned to see Alexa by Xander's side, holding G-Man in one hand and a Twinkie in the other, which she offered out to Xander, "You don't have a stash in the bathroom Daddy, so I got you one out of the supply closet."
Spike snickered at that and Dawn swatted him on the arm as she stood up from the table, making her way to Alexa. Xander took the sugary treat and smiled at his daughter.
"Thank you honey." He kissed her on the forehead, "you and G-Man enjoy the story Dawnie is going to read to you. I want to hear all about it after your nap, alright?"
Alexa nodded and lifted her arms out to Dawn, who lifted the yound girl effortlessly and carried her upstairs to Alexa's bedroom. Once Dawn's steps could no longer be heard from the table, everyone redirected their attention to Oz.
"Spill it Wolf boy, what do you know about Little Bit's nephews?" Spike demanded roughly as he glanced upstairs.
"If it's the same guy, same Alex Summers, then we're headed into a world of trouble," Oz's eyesstayed locked on the seat Dawn had just vacated as the sound of Willow's rapid key stroking filled the room.
"Helloooo? We live on the top of afreakin hellhole, we've stopped the world from ending so many times I've lost count, and we're slay vampires on a regular basis. How much worse can it get?" Xander asked in a rather 'duh' tone, munching happily on his Twinkie.
Willow and Oz answered him simultaneously, sending chills down everyone's backs, "mutants."
