A/N: Hey! Thank you so much for the reviews! This story is going to go fast at the beginning but it will slow down and things will be explained...Honest! I just really want to get the main plot!

15 years later…

"…Happy birthday, dear Annabelle, happy birthday to you!" The group screeched, whistles and cheers rang out as Spike came out of the kitchen holding a huge chocolate with the words 'happy birthday baby belle love mommy and daddy' elegantly written in icing.

She extinguished the candles in one breathe and smiled at her friends gathered there. She pushed her long sandy hair over her shoulder and her sparkling sapphire eyes shone with happiness as she cut the cake.

After giving each person a slice of cake she strode over to her best friend and sat down heavily, "What's wrong Anna?" Crystal asked with concern. The pair had been nearly inseparable since they were four years old and could read each other like a book.

"It's nothing." Annabelle sighed, "It's just, my mom couldn't be here today, she had to work." The teen mumbled sadly.

Crystal lay a comforting hand on her friend's knee, "I'm sure she'd be here if she could." Annabelle smiled tightly at her friend.

"Yeah, but it's not the same." Annabelle grumbled. Spike came over and saw the grim look on his daughter's face.

"Hey baby belle," He greeted standing in front of her, Could you do me a favour and go get the mail." She looked at him as if to protest but left it go and stood up.

"Come on, Crystal." The emerald eyed girl shrugged, muttering whatever as she followed the youngest Giles to the door.

Spike heard a shrieked. "Oh my God!" And joined his daughter at the front door.

"Do you like it?" He asked softly, surveying the motorbike currently parked in the drive way, his attention was more on the rider than the bike though.

Annabelle nodded mutely, eyes wide as saucers. Crystal looked at the Harley Davidson in complete astonishment. It was gorgeous! "Whatcha think baby girl?" Faith asked dismounting the motorcycle, "Do you want it? Cause if you don't I could always take it back…"

"NO!" Annabelle yelled, "I mean, no, I love it mom." Annabelle ran up and hugged Faith.

Faith hugged her daughter back enthusiastically. "But…you can only ride it with me or your dad there. Ok?"

"Ok." The teen answered quickly inspecting the bike. Faith sauntered up the garden to her husband.

"I think we did good." Faith snaked her arms around her husband's neck. He beamed down at her and kissed her soundly.

He pulled her into a hug and squeezed her against him tightly. "Yeah, I think we did, Buffy!"

The brunette instantly pulled back to look at her husband. "Buffy?!?" She suddenly noticed he wasn't looking at her and followed his line of sight. A small unmistakable blonde woman stood at the bottom of the garden. "Buffy…" Faith breathed.