So this is going to be a multi-chapter fic with little snippets of Buffy and Angel's life after they got back together in the previous chapter. I'll make a note in the beginning of the chapter if anything is different from cannon (and yes, it will be). I think the only thing to know for this chapter is that Willow and Buffy live in an apartment in Sunnydale together, and Xander and Oz are roommates across the hall.

Enjoy!

Buffy clutched at the sheet she lay on top of desperately, eyes closed tight, breathing shallow, focused solely on one goal.

*Knock, knock, knock*

She heard the sound but pushed it out of her mind, trying to stay focused on the mind-blowing sensations Angel's tongue was currently causing.

*Knock, knock* It was a little louder this time, and a voice followed. "Buffy? I need your help!"

Angel stopped and looked up at Buffy from his spot between her legs. "Don't you dare stop," she said breathlessly, looking down at him.

*KNOCK, KNOCK* "Buffy! I know you're in there!" came the voice from behind the door.

Angel glared up at his girlfriend and said, "I am NOT doing this with Xander standing five feet away."

Buffy groaned and yelled in the direction of her bedroom door, "Someone better be dead or dying, Xander!" Angel rested his face on her thigh, sighing loudly.

"Well, no….but I really need your help!" Xander said through the closed door.

Buffy groaned again in frustration and leaned over the edge of her bed, snatching the shirt that laid on the floor. She tugged it over her head as Angel moved up the bed with a low growl and lay on his back, pulling the blanket up so it was covering his waist.

Buffy stomped over to the door and threw it open to see Xander, his fist raised as if about to knock again.

"What!" Buffy spat out at him.

Xander looked her over: the slightly tousled hair, the large men's shirt that bore the LA Kings logo on the front (one he was fairly certain he had seen Angel wearing while lounging around the girls apartment on previous weekend visits), and bare legs. He dared a glance behind her and saw Angel lying in her bed with the blanket pulled up past his waist, hands rubbing his face as he sighed in frustration.

"I need help," Xander finally said to Buffy.

"Xander, you know this is my Angel weekend. If it's not the Apocalypse, what could possibly be so dire you need my help," Buffy responded, sounding as frustrated as Angel looked.

"Please? Just come on, it'll take five minutes," Xander replied, gesturing for her to follow him.

"You get two," Buffy replied as she walked after him through her and Willow's apartment. Everyone knew that Angel was coming to town this weekend, and since Willow was currently in class, the couple was supposed to have no interruptions for the afternoon.

Buffy followed Xander out the door and across the hall into the apartment he shared with Oz. The werewolf was currently sitting on the couch, watching TV when Buffy and Xander walked in. He looked over the back of the couch and with a nod in their direction said, "Hey Buff."

Buffy gave him a sarcastic smile and mumbled, "Hi."

Xander led Buffy into his room and she looked around and sniffed. "Ugh, Xander, it smells like pizza in here."

Xander sighed and said, "Yes, that's because this is where I eat pizza! Are you gonna help me or not?"

"What do you need?" Buffy asked, getting impatient.

Xander rummaged through his desk drawer and pulled out a small box. He opened it and showed it to Buffy. "It's a necklace," she said, looking in the box.

"Yeah, but do you like it?" Xander asked.

"Sure, it's pretty, why?" Buffy replied.

"I want to give it to Anya."

"Anya?" Buffy repeated, with a look on her face that said, Really?

"Yes, Anya. I really like her!" Xander said.

Buffy looked at the necklace closer and then grabbed it out of his hand. "Wait," she stared at the necklace more closely. "This is the same necklace you gave Cordy in high school."

"Well yeah," Xander said as if it were obvious. "Can't really afford to buy a new one."

Buffy stared at him with her mouth open. Her hand shot out and slapped him on the head. "Are you insane!?" she said.

"Ow!" Xander said, rubbing his head. "What? Why?"

Buffy stared at him incredulously. "You can't re-gift something you gave your ex-girlfriend to your new girlfriend!"

"Why not?!" Xander asked, still rubbing his head where Buffy smacked him.

"Because it's rude. And cheap," she said, turning back towards the door to leave his room. "Get creative and put a little thought into it."

She walked through the living room, passing by Oz again and said to him, "Teach your roommate some manners, 'kay?"

Oz just gave her a small salute and said, "Bye Buff."

Buffy walked back into her apartment across the hall and opened her bedroom door to find Angel right where she left him.

"Xander is an idiot," she said, getting back into bed.

Angel looked over at her and said, "Well I could have told you that a couple years ago."

Buffy turned to her side, propped herself up on her elbow and ran her other hand over Angel's chest. "I love how thoughtful you are. Everything you do for me has a meaning," she said softly. Angel looked up at her, liking the sentiment, but a little confused at where it was coming from. Buffy saw the look on his face and clarified with a roll of her eyes, "Xander's re-gifting. The same thing he gave Cordy to Anya."

Angel has only met the ex-vengeance demon a few times, but clearly shared Buffy's feelings about her. "Anya?" he asked.

Buffy nodded and then made a face. "I really don't want to be talking about Xander and Anya right now," she said, shifting so she was closer to him.

Angel smiled and in a flash he rolled Buffy so she was under him. She yelped in surprised and then giggled as Angel kissed his way down her neck. He pushed up the large t-shirt she was wearing and peppered kisses across her flat belly. With a mischievous look in his eyes, he looked up at her and asked, "Now where were we?"