"How was your first day dear?" Joyce asked when she heard her daughter come in the front door.

"It was pretty good actually. I made some really good friends. They're really nice." Buffy's smile faded off her face, "They have no secrets between them."

Joyce hugged her daughter, "I take it you didn't tell them you have a daughter." Buffy shook her head, "It's nothing to be ashamed of honey." She let her daughter go, "How'd you get home?"

"Oh. Spike and Faith gave me a ride."

"Spike?"

"I don't think that's his real name."

Joyce checked the time, "I've got to go to work. There's food in the fridge when you get hungry. Cerridwen is asleep. I'll be home around ten. Goodnight Buffy."

Spike was sitting on the couch flipping through the channels when Faith walked in and threw a backpack at him. "Oy!" he shouted. "What's this?"

"B left it in the car. You should probably take it back to her. Spike rolled his eyes as he stood and picked up his car keys. "Tell her congrats for me."

"For what?"

"For flippin' Angel on his back. The whole school knows."

"Will do." he said before he left.

"Are you sure you're okay with the move?" Buffy's cousin Anya Jenkins asked over the phone.

"For the final time, yes Ahn." Buffy flopped down on the couch with a bag of cheetos. "I had to get out of L.A. Especially after Parker got put in jail."

Anya sighed, "I just miss you." Anya's life was nothing close to perfect. For years she had to deal with abusive parents. They were taken away and she lived alone. Anya was the only one there for Buffy, aside from Joyce, through the whole Parker ordeal.

"Mom's offer still stands. School just started, you can come live with us. We have an extra bedroom."

"I might have to do that."

Buffy's doorbell rang, "Hold that thought Ahn. There's someone at the door." She looked out the window and saw Spike standing in front of the door. "Can I call you back?"

"Sure."

"Thanks. Bye."

"Bye."

Buffy placed the phone back in its cradle and walked to the door, hoping Ceri hadn't heard the noise and woke up. She opened the door, "Hi Spike, what are you doing here?"

Spike smiled, "You left your stuff in the back of my car. I was just returning it." He looked around, "Can I come in?"

Buffy was caught off guard by the butterflies in her stomach the suddenly appeared. "Um….s-sure." she stuttered.

He nodded and stepped into the house. It smelled like vanilla and lavender. "Where's your mum?"

She shut and locked the door, "She's at work." She led him into the living room and sat on the couch.

Spike sat in the fluffy chair across from her, "How was your first day?"

Buffy shrugged, "It was okay I guess."

He was going to say something but was interrupted by a small voice, "Mommy? Who's that?" The little girl who spoke had golden blond hair like Buffy and piercing blue eyes. She climbed up on the couch next to Buffy.

Spike raised his eyebrow, "Why did she call you mommy?"

Buffy swallowed, "Spike, this is my daughter Cerridwen." She pulled Ceri up on her lap, "That's mommy's new friend Spike." Spike couldn't hide his surprise at hearing her say daughter. Buffy noticed this and looked at Ceri, "Honey, do you wanna watch one of your tapes?" Ceri nodded. "Which one?"

"Um…Rolie Polie Olie."

Buffy smiled and put the tape in the VCR. "We're going to be in the room next door if you need anything." She kissed the girl on the forehead. "Come on Spike."