Spike sat on a park bench with Buffy under his arm. So much had happened since Angel died eight years ago. Spike earned his humanity, he married Buffy, and...

"Liam, ten more minutes, okay buddy?" Spike called to his five year-old.

"Please no! Twenty!" Liam called back.

"It's getting dark, sweetheart, listen to your father," Buffy said to her pouting son.

"All right," Liam whined.

Spike leaned his head against Buffy's. "How come he only listens to you?"

"Because you spoil him," Buffy replied grinning up at her husband.

"Well, how am I supposed to say no to that adorable face?" Spike said, pouting.

Buffy kissed his lips softly. "You just like him, you know that, Mr. Softly?"

Spike smiled. "He's undeniably mine, isn't he?"

"Yes. Hey, speaking of the little devil, where'd he go?"

Spike looked at the extensive park. "Must be hiding again. I'll go find him."

Spike got up and started his search. "Liam, come on kiddo, we have to go." Spike followed the sounds of his son giggling. He went around a part of the jungle gym, stopping dead in his tracks when he saw who was crouched down, talking to his son.

"Angel?"

Angel looked up, smiling. "Spike." He stood and moved to Spike, trying to kiss him.

Spike put his hands on Angel's chest, preventing the action. "Angel, what... what are you doing here?"

Angel frown. "I was stuck in a different dimension with the senior partner's. I'm back, aren't you happy?"

"Yes," Spike said softly, but took a step back. "But I'm married, Angel, I have a family."

Angel followed him, touching his cheek. "Don't you love me, Spike? Please, please say you still love me." He searched Spike's eyes, desperately trying to see love.

"Of course I do. I never stopped, but-"

"Did you find him, Spike." Buffy's eyes widened when she saw Angel, and her heart sank when she say them in such an intimate position. Tears sprung to her eyes.

"No, no Spike, please, you aren't leaving. Please don't leave me."

Spike moved to her side, wrapping his arms around her. "I'm not. I'm not going anywhere."

Liam watch the scene with blue eyes far too old for his young age."Daddy, why is mommy sad?" he asked quietly. He loved his mother more than anything, and hated to see her cry.

Buffy wiped her eyes and gave her son a watery smile. "I'm okay, honey."

Spike kissed Buffy's cheek, trying to assure her that he wasn't a bastard who would run away from his family.

"Liam, come over here, buddy." He pick him up and held him against his side. "Liam, this is Angel, he's daddy's friend, his name is Liam too."

Angel felt like he had been stabbed in the heart when Spike introduced him as a friend. He still loved him so much, but once again, it seemed one sided.

"Hi, was I named after you?"

"I don't know," Angel smiled at the boy. He had his father's eyes. "Maybe."

"He was." Spike looked Angel in the eyes.

"Daddy, he reminds me of the angel in your stories," Liam grinned at Angel. "Daddy tells me stories about an angel who saves people."

"Does he? Well that's neat. Do you like stories?" Angel asked.

"Yes, I love the ones my daddy tells me. Mommy reads from books, but comes up with 'em."

"Well I have a lot of stories, I'll have to tell you sometime."

"Okay! I love stories! Do you know about the angel stories?"

"Yeah, I think I do." He ruffled Liam's hair.

Buffy took Liam in her arms and looked at Spike. She was scared to leave the two men alone, but she wanted to prove that she trusted that Spike would be faithful.

"I'm going to put him in the car. See you in a couple of minutes?"

Spike brushed his lips over her cheek. "Yeah, pet, I'll be there. Not like I can let you drive, I care far too much about you and Liam to put you in that much danger," he teased.

"Yuck it up, fuzzball," Buffy laughed.

"Ooh, you can't be around Harris anymore. Hearing you quoting 'Star Wars' is scary."

Angel watch the sickeningly sweet interaction with a broken heart.

Spike turned to Angel as Buffy walked away. "You look good."

"So do you. I like your hair. I always liked it brown."

Spike ran his fingers through his hair. "Yeah, well now that I'm human I can lose my hair, and the bleach would have helped that."

"Do you love her?" Angel asked solemnly.

"Yes."

"Tell me you love her more than me. Tell me and I'll go away and never bother you again."

"I don't want you to go away." Spike sighed and looked away. "Angel, I love you, and I want us to be friends."

"Can I see Liam sometimes? He's quite a kid."

"Of course. He is named after you."

"Would you have waited? If you knew I'd be back, would you have waited for me?"

"Yes." Spike couldn't say anything else without loosing his composure.

Angel brushed a kiss over Spike's lips. "I love you." With that he disappeared into the night.