Ok, things to know: Joyce and Greg are getting married (he's not evil, I swear!). Buffy is still in college (I totally forget when she dropped out in canon), Dawn exists, Glory is stirring up trouble, and Joyce is starting to have some health problems. Also, it's been a while since I've seen the Game of Thrones episode I referenced, so if some of the details/story line is off, sorry. Don't sue me. Oh, and the timeline of this whole fic (as with most of my fics) is current day, not early 2000's.

The Hyperion was quiet when Buffy walked in through the front doors. "Hello?" she called out. Angel mentioned something about wrapping up a case, and she really hoped he was back by now. She hadn't seen him since her Mom and Greg's engagement party, which was a couple of weeks ago. Every time one of them would plan a visit, some hell beast or new threat would pop up and ruin their weekend plans. Buffy was really looking forward to some quiet time with Angel in LA and a break from her college studies.

A tall, handsome, black man popped his head out of the back office and said, "Oh hey, you must be Buffy. Angel mentioned you were gettin' into town tonight."

Buffy nodded and dropped her bag by the reception counter. "Gunn, right?" she asked. He nodded yes at her. Angel mentioned that Gunn was helping them out every now and again, but Buffy had yet to meet him.

She looked around the lobby. It seemed they were the only two people in the hotel. "Soo...where is everyone?" she asked, trying to make small talk.

"Cordy's home for the night, Wes and Angel are wrapping up a case. They said it shouldn't take too long," Gunn answered. "I'm holdin' down the fort until they get back."

Buffy smiled at him, feeling a little awkward since she didn't know him that well. "Sounds fun…"

Gunn nodded at her, also feeling a little awkward that he was hanging out alone with his boss' girlfriend. "I was watching TV in the back office, if you wanna join?" he asked, motioning to the office behind him.

Buffy was glad he suggested something to do while she waited for Angel to get back. "Yeah sure. What're you watching?" she asked, coming around behind the reception counter to follow him into the office.

"Game of Thrones, you watch it?" Gunn asked, settling onto the leather couch.

"Uh, no," Buffy answered, taking off her jacket and joining him on the couch.

"What?!" Gunn stared at her, seeming slightly offended. "We're all addicted, I'm surprised Angel hasn't made you watch it."

"Oh he's tried, it just kinda makes my brain hurt. I deal with enough violence and drama on a regular basis, I don't really want it to invade my TV time," Buffy said.

"Well, I'm gonna convert you," Gunn said. "My way of watching is better anyway." He leaned over the arm of the couch and opened the small mini fridge that sat on the floor.

He pulled out two beers and handed one to Buffy. She laughed and opened the beer with the opener that was on the coffee table in front of the couch. She was starting to like this Gunn guy.

A few hours later, Wesley and Angel walked through the front doors into the lobby of the hotel. Angel rolled his shoulders and tried to stretch the sore muscles in his back. Wrapping up their case took a bit longer than expected. Angel just hoped Buffy was still awake and not totally pissed at him.

"Go on home Wes, I'll take care of the paperwork," Angel said, walking over to the weapons cabinet to place his sword inside.

Wesley joined him at the cabinet and placed his axe inside. "I'll do it," he said. At Angel's look, he continued, "I saw Buffy's car parked out front. We both know you're dying to see her."

Angel flashed him a grin and said, "Thanks, Wes."

Just then, they heard a loud gasp come from the back office, followed by someone saying, "Hodor said 'Hodor'! Drink!"

Angel and Wes looked at each other in confusion before making their way towards the back office. They peered inside and saw Buffy and Gunn on the edge of their seats, a few empty beer bottles on the coffee table in front of them, as they watched the TV intently.

Angel stepped into the office and stared at his girlfriend in amusement. He knew she was pretty stressed right now, with her mother's health issues, the threat of Glory, college, and slaying. Seeing her unwind with Gunn was a welcome sight.

"Hi," Angel said to her, barely hiding the smile on his face.

Buffy glanced up at him from her spot on the couch and said, "Hey," before turning back to the TV.

Angel shrugged off his jacket and walked towards her. He bent down and gave her a quick kiss, one she distractedly returned, all while never letting her eyes leave the TV screen.

"I got Buffy into Game of Thrones," Gunn said, eyes glued to the TV.

Suddenly Buffy sat up straighter and enthusiastically pointed at the TV while saying, "Dragon! Drink!" She and Gunn took a few swigs from their beers.

"I can see that…" Angel said in response to Gunn, still amused at the sight in front of him.

Wesley watched the TV and narrowed his eyes slightly. "Is this the episode with the Red Wedding?" he asked.

Gunn glanced at Wesley with a knowing smirk on his face. "Yep."

"Oh dear," Wes said, looking at Buffy, who still had yet to look away from the screen. "I'll get to that paperwork now," he said, walking out of the office. He pulled out the appropriate case file, and flipped through it. He had a slight smirk on his face, knowing what episode Buffy was watching for the first time. Poor girl, he thought to himself.

Not two minutes later, a shocked cry came from the office. "Oh my God…OH MY GOD. WHAT IS HAPPENING?"

A second later Angel walked out of the office, jacket in hand, and headed for the front door saying, "I'm gonna get more beer."