!!!!!!!!!!THIS CHAPTER IS N17!!!! WAARRRRNNNIINNGG!!!!!!!!

A hoy hoy… I told you guys it would take a while, but it's here and I'm completely stoked, 'cause it, indeed, is my first lemon. If you are going to turn me in to the police, or are going to be disgusted by a little sex… then please do me a favor and don't read this chapter… If you are mad you can't read the epilogue, please review and let me know, because I have a part two, which everyone can read ('Cause I'm just that nice).

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PEOPLE I KNOW: If you read this and somehow decide my parents should know… I will kill you, or never talk to you again. So if you think you will feel the need to let them know… skip this chapter. I'm not kidding.

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Epilogue Part One (Maybe)

Willow sat on the window seat in the familiar cabin. A light snow was falling outside the window and onto the soft green forest floor below. Dancing in the icy breeze, they collided with each other on the way down, soft, like feathers in a torrent of madness.

Everything was silent and perfect, the cold outside never penetrating the warmth in her heart. She tore her gaze from the pure white outside and glanced around the cozy room, a fire was burning in the hearth, just like the night she had been introduced to this wilderness.

A Christmas tree donned the corner already slightly decorated, and already there seemed to be little room for more presents under it. She felt sorry for the tree as she thought about all the packages that would fill all the excess space underneath by the time the Scooby's, Faith and Jake arrived.

She had a pen balanced between her fingers poised to write in her journal. A leather bound she had decided to keep since she had been changed. It had seemed like an eternity since that had happened, when in fact it had only been six months. A contented sigh escaped her lips as she turned back to the window, ignoring her journal now, there would be plenty of time to write in it later.

She heard the boys approaching the cabin from the forested side; they had decided to go for a run out in the snow before the company arrived. She had opted to stay in and man the phone, to make sure her friends hadn't gotten lost. She was so excited to see them again.

She heard the door bang open and laughter fill the house. "You should have come Will, we ended up at the highway, and Oz decided it would be a good idea to scare the shit out of a jogger…" Jay's happy voice filled the small cabin. "He was asking for it… here doggie, nice doggie? C'mon Jay…" Oz's voice argued as he walked into the room, his eyes shining, he ran a hand through his dark blond hair.

Willow felt her lips automatically tug into a smile. Jay came into view now; he had a huge grin on his face as he smacked Oz on the shoulder with one of his big hands, and threw his scarf on the hook beside the fireplace. "Damn it's quiet in here." He commented giving her a weird look.

"You mean it was quiet in here." Willow stated getting up to fix his collar. "Yeah Jay, you disturber of the peace…" Oz commented hanging up his own wet stuff and coming over to sit with her, he wrapped a cold arm around her shoulders and she sat back, "Cold!" She exclaimed, he gave her a mischievous smile; and then he brought up both his hands and placed them on her face.

She squealed, "That's freezing" She exclaimed getting up and walking over to the fire. Jay laughed and sent Oz a wink, "Go take a shower man… Obviously she doesn't like what you're offering." He commented with a snort before heading into the kitchen.

Oz sent him a half smile. "That actually doesn't sound half bad. I'm gone; make sure Jay doesn't clean out the kitchen before everyone gets here." He added to her as an after thought. Willow smiled knowingly, he hadn't kissed her like usual when he had come in. "No promises." She commented glancing over at the kitchen.

"I heard that!" Jay called from the kitchen. Willow laughed and Oz smiled before grabbing a towel and entering the bathroom. Jay walked into the living room again and situated himself cross-legged, on the floor, in front of the Christmas tree. He had a carrot secured tightly in his mouth and was now examining the gifts underneath the tree, a frown secured on his face.

"None of these are for me." He commented looking up at Willow and nibbling thoughtfully on the carrot. Willow grinned "It's only Christmas Eve Jay, Santa hasn't come yet…" Willow stated shaking her finger at him. Jay sighed, "He came for you…" He stated mischievously holding up a package and shaking it lightly. Willow cocked an eyebrow.

Jay held up the tag, "To Willow, Love Oz… hmm" He read a sly grin spreading even wider on his already grinning face. Willow got up and the phone rang, distracting her momentarily. Jay got up and went to go find it.

Willow stared at the small box on the floor, wrapped in shiny foil and tied with a red bow. A small smile quirked her lips, she wished she could have seen the look on the old Willow's face after reading that. Jay walked into the room a smile playing across his face.

He mouthed "Xander." And sent her a wink. Willow listened hard and could hear Xander talking feverishly on the other end.

"You never told me it was snowing!" Xander exclaimed.

"You can deal, it's just a little bit, and with that new 4X4 you should do fine. It's not like you never driven in snow before right?"

The other end of the phone was silent.

"Jay… I live in California, I've seen snow twice." Xander stated.

"Well you are sitting with almost a small army, find someone who has." Jay suggested, a small smile playing on his good humored face.

Both werewolves audibly heard Xander sigh on the other side of the phone. "Just stop annoying me for a second, there's a big hill…" Xander mumbled.

Jay sent a wink towards Willow, who grinned at her best friend's nerves. "You can go back to doing what you want now, I don't think this phone call will be too much more entertaining…" Jay stated waving his hand and taking a cautious glance towards the kitchen.

"Oh, you mean making sure you don't eat anything before everyone gets here." Willow mocked, putting her hands on her hips.

Jay slapped his head with his hand. "Wrong thing to say with the food police hovering around like this." he commented grimly, before walking over to the couch and assuming the lounge position, with one long leg draped over the side of the ratty old sofa, one hand still clutching the phone to his ear. He reached the other still deeply tanned arm over his head and up to the shelf where a book of C.Ds was sitting, before pulling it down.

"Jay…?" Xander's voice came from over the phone.

Ignoring the voice, Jay began flipping through the disks, a small smile playing on his lips.

"Jay?" Xander's voice repeated. Jay's smile grew as he noisily flipped pages, taking his time on each page to contemplate choices.

Finally he chose one and popped it into the sound system hooked up to the small cabin. Willow watched from her seat by the window, a peaceful smile playing across her features, even though her thoughts were on other things. She wanted her kiss.

"Jay what are you doing?" Xander's tired voice asked over the old phone. Jay pushed 'play' and Priestess blared over the surrounding speakers.

"Not annoying you." Jay stated lying back and tapping the drum beats of the music on the sides of the couch.

Willow snapped out of her deep thoughts as soon as the music had begun. Her peace now so utterly disturbed it should have been institutionalized.

"Well, get Giles to drive or something." Jay was suggesting over the phone. Willow snorted at the suggestion and Jay waved her off.

Sighing, she went back to staring blankly at her journal, trying to dismiss the naughty thoughts forming in the back of her head, finally she gave in; a cocky smile blessing her soft features, as she thought about everything they had been through, and then about Oz. Her Oz, the Oz that had made a sudden comeback to the Oz she remembered back in high school, walking in the door and giving her a soft, but meaningful smile.

There was just something she shared with him, that she couldn't ever think about living without, and it made her love him more than she did before. The smile grew as she thought of her nerves when he had first returned.

With a mischievous grin, she listened to Oz turn on the shower and she got up slowly and went to her room. Jay watched her leave but was still giving Xander directions.

Oz sighed, running a hand through his now sopping wet hair, the cold that had numbed his joints minutes before, dissipated with every searing drop of hot water.

His body was still sore form the transformation and his eyes were still throbbing, regardless, he couldn't stop smiling or squelch the happiness that had risen in his chest. He hadn't been this content for almost as long as he could remember.

He was having a great time traveling around with his friends and he was helping other people, other werewolves, which had been like he had when he was first changed. Everything seemed so karmatically right, he couldn't think of one thing he would change about this moment, and that was so rare for him that it made him feel pretty damned contented.

He openly smiled to the darkness of the rest of the room. Not only was he contented, he was getting presents too. He stood in the scalding spray enjoying the feeling of calm that had made up residence in his head.

Hot water fell down his back and eased the tension in his muscles, his eyelids began to feel heavy and began to droop, he allowed them to continue, enjoying the water too much to care if he was in the shower a little too long. A contented sigh escaped his lips.

He allowed his senses to become completely in tune with the house, until he could hear every creak, he could hear Jay talking on the phone, and there were footsteps coming down the hall. He followed them closely until they were right outside of the door and that's where they stopped. Oz snapped his eyes open, that someone then used the door knob, and entered the bathroom, a frown formed on his lips, until he was hit with the scent of rosewater, strawberries and fresh snow. The scent that he had memorized since he was first changed.

Willow flicked off the lights in the bathroom on her way in, and lighted a couple candles. Oz watched through the tinted glass of the shower stall, for the briefest moments she saw his eyes flash a bright green, and a smile playing off her lips that mirrored his own. That smile got bigger as he heard the window open in the back of the bathroom, and soon smelt the pure cold air flow into the tiny room.

Nothing however, could match the grin that graced his normally stoic features when he heard the zipper on her jeans go down, and the pants then hitting the floor, following the rest of her clothes, and then he watched the silhouette of her bra being sling shot across the room.

He then watched as a creamy white hand reached over the sliding door and pulled it open. Willow wore nothing but a mischievous smile as she looked up at him. He cocked an eyebrow and offered her his hand, which she took as she entered the stall. Her pale, milky body glowed gold to match her hair in the candle light. His eyes feasted on the sight in front of him, like he had never seen anyone else before.

He gently lifted her arms up and pulled her under the heat of the shower, maneuvering her just so, and she sighed a contented sigh, her touch sent shockwaves through his entire body.

"Hey…" He whispered into her ear, wary that there were guests on the way. "Hey." She whispered back, she ran both hands down his chest, leaving the sites of her touch on fire, even as her hands retracted off of his bare skin. She ran a finger down one of his scars and he felt his entire body shudder. He wrapped his hands around her neck and began kissing her shoulders, his hands coming up and cupping her perfect breasts, his fingers working circles around the already peaked red skin. Her leg wrapped around his and he felt electricity run though his spine.

He continued to kiss her neck and shoulders, running light fingers over her beautifully shaped abdomen, and she let out a shuddering sigh of utter content and pleasure, right in his ear, goosebumps formed on his neck and the hot breath tickled his ear. "You're so beautiful Will, I don't know if I can…" He started.

Slowly, her lips found his and they connected lightly at first, before she deepened the kiss, his tongue beckoned the barrier be broken, and she opened up eagerly. She tasted like cinnamon and chocolate, and it warmed him to the core.

Her fingers racked down his back in pleasure as the kiss was deepened, her smooth leg twined against his and she pilled away from him, her teeth still firmly attached to his bottom lip, before letting go playfully. One of her hands interlaced with his, and she stood back to stare at him. "Oh… You can…" She assured, a small smirk appearing on her beautiful peach coloured lips.

Both searched each other's eyes, sea green hit hazel and reflected mutual love and the deepest respect for one another. He found all that he needed to continue and she closed the gap between them once more. His lips worked their way to her neck and then to her ear where he nibbled for a moment, she let out a tiny giggle as his tongue played with her ear lobe.

"I missed you." She stated, running a hand down his side and over his stomach. Oz smiled, "Pleasurably noted." He stated returning the gesture, the shower aided to the bitter cold of the window; it hit his back and warmed the goosebumps that had formed on his bare skin.

The steam from the warm air hitting the icy air enveloped the two lovers, and Oz ran his hands through her sopping wet bangs. Her milky, soft hands slid over his stomach and down towards his thighs, leaving electricity and goosebumps behind. Oz took in a deep breath as she went past it for a moment and ran her fingers softly down the insides of his thighs, lingering there a moment, before she slid them back up again and grabbed hold of it and squeezed gently. Oz's breath hitched, his eyes fluttered ever so slightly, and an evil grin grew on her angelic face.

"Feeling a little warmer?" She asked running one of those gorgeous milky fingers down it, he shuddered. "Oh… a little bit." He stated, keeping his eyes closed, a small smile had formed on his lips, water ran down his forehead and down his lips.

He grabbed her suddenly and twisted her into the spray. "Your turn." He growled, his eyes dancing and his lips playing on a smile. Willow leaned into the hot water, soaking in the heat.

His knuckles rubbed circles down her shoulders, all the way down to the small of her back, twisting his head just so, and connecting his lips with hers once again. He got to her thighs with the ease of a pro, which was quicker than she could keep track of whist being occupied, but he had continued at the same rate. His lips had disconnected with her own; and instead were down at the small of her back.

All of her muscles unclenched easily as she allowed the massage to perform it's magic… soon she was leaning into those magic hands. He made his way all the way down to the bottoms of her calves, his lips now playing with the inside of one of her knees, before coming back up on the insides of her thighs, and stood up slowly.

Discretely he raised one hand up to her face and pulled her into another deep kiss, the second one however, stayed down further south, as he slipped two fingers into her. All her muscles immediately jumped back into action and clenched back up. She pulled out of the kiss, her eyes flashing in surprise and pleasure, he stroked her softly and she pulled her head back and moaned, her hips automatically moving towards his touch. He teased it with his fingers a little bit and then, as quickly as his fingers had entered, they were gone.

She immediately raised her head back up and stared at him, disappointment dotting her features for a second, before it turned into a pout. Oz chuckled, a dog-like grin graced his features in the dimly lit room. "That was the preview, if you want the real show you need to kiss here." He stated pointing at his cheek. He brought his other hand up and licked his fingers, a crooked smile playing on his features.

Willow snorted, "Asshole." She stated, her eyes flashing, but obediently she walked through the spray and kissed his cheek, her fingers working their way around his belly button. "Such language…" Oz teased. He bent his knees ever so slightly and caressed one of her breasts, leaving a soft kiss on each nipple.

She placed both hands on either side of his chest and pushed him against the side of the shower stall, he complied fully with her request until he was pinned between the wall and his mate.

His body tensed up to the rising anticipation until the ache became too much, he ran a hand down her cunt and ran soft fingers across it, and felt her shudder beneath him in mirrored anticipation. His hips raised to meet hers, not able to stand it any longer and he pushed into her. She rolled her hips slightly, running her soft fingers down his legs and back. He moaned unconsciously, his head bending backwards, and his arms shuddered. Her own legs were shaking, water fell off them both, mixing with their sweet sweat. His breath hitched once again, and he felt like he had been tossed off a cliff, his head spun.

Using a sudden burst of energy, he flipped her over, so now she was pinned. A grin graced her beautiful peach coloured lips and he found her pleasure spot, his hips working over time, rendering her knees useless as they buckled in pleasure. Both of them gasped this time their breath coming in short hitches. He caught her before she fell, and slowly lowered her down to the bottom of the tub.

He went down on her harder now, thrusting into her now swollen skin, passionately. Her nails ran down his back and he moaned, this time her hips moved higher, and each pair of swollen, parched, lips met its mate and they kissed.

The lighting got brighter as the snow outside fell harder, the soft breeze from the window made the candles flicker. Both pairs of eyes glowed their respective colours as finally the orgasm subsided. They both let out a sigh of utter content as they lounged, bodies entwined, under the hot spray, for a long time, each listening to each other's strong heart beats with a mixture of pleasure and relief,

"That was it." Oz whispered huskily into her sopping hair, he rested his head on hers.

Willow frowned, "That was what?" She asked softly. "The dream…" Oz answered, running a hand through her hair, before pulling back and running a hand down her neck and to her shoulder softly. Willow chuckled softly before pulling him in front of her to look into his eyes and give him a confused frown. "E-flat diminished ninth." Oz elaborated finally, he planted a kiss on the top of her sopping head before pulling it down so that he had reasonable kissing angle, before kissing her full on.

Willow leaned into it, allowing his lips to massage hers, and then stopped for a moment, raising her head slightly. "Didja hear that?" she asked, a frown forming on her beautiful face. Oz shook his head and they both listened harder. Jay was walking down the hall, he was still on the phone as far as they could tell, that, or he was talking to himself.

"Yes, no, I'm looking. She's not in her room. --- haha funny Xander, really." Jay was saying. "No, she's not in the bathroom, Oz is taking a shower," There was a short knock on the door. "Oz, man!" Jay called from behind the door. A smile played across Oz's face as he watched Willow frown.

"Ya?" Oz answered quickly. Willow clambered up in a bit of a panic, trying not to make a sound; her cheeks reddened slightly. "Have you seen Willow?" Jay asked. Oz glanced over to where Willow was standing incased and silhouetted in the golden candle light and blue glow from the snow, she paled slightly. His sparkling eyes lingering on her beautiful form. "Yes," Oz answered. Willow ran a finger across her neck in a 'cutting' motion. "Sometimes…" He finished, a small grin now forming on his lips. Willow glared at him. Jay was silent for a moment, they could faintly hear Xander saying something on the other line.

"Oz…" Came Jay's voice again. "What's that smell?" He asked. Both mates were silent, although Willow had almost never seen Oz grin this big. The house was silent for another couple of seconds before Jay's voice came once more.

"Willow?" He called from behind the door, confusion still evident in his voice. Willow rolled her eyes at her boyfriend. "Yes Jay?" She asked in a tired voice. "Oh shit!" Jay exclaimed. Oz chuckled now, Willow feigned kicking him, ignoring the constant ramblings of "Shit shit shit shit," From Jay on the other side of the door.

And then suddenly the 'shits' stopped. Willow could almost see a grin spreading on Jay's face. "Oh Xander… it seems I've just walked into something quite interesting… got to go." Jay stated business-like, and both lovers heard the electronic beep of the phone hanging up.

Before Willow could say something she might have regretted in the long run, there was a loud pop that came from the living room, a telltale sign that Jake had just arrived. "Saved by the blonde." Oz mumbled a smirk taking up residence on his face, as he stood now too and planted a kiss on the back of her shoulder blade.

"Hey!" Jake called through the seemingly empty house. Faith ducked out of his arm, it had been draped over her shoulders lazily. "You hit the wrong house baby. Losin your touch?" She asked glancing around.

"You do realize this is my cabin right? It's kind of hard to fuck that one up. Besides, Jay's cooking." Jake stated coming over and squeezing her thigh as he walked past. Faith rolled her eyes, and smelt the food too. "Damn that smells good." She exclaimed, heading towards the kitchen.

A mahogany bush of hair popped out of the hallway "Hey," Jay stated walking into the room. "If the cook isn't even allowed to sample the product before-hand; you defiantly aren't." Jay stated easily. "Happy Christmas Eve by the way." Jay added, a grin falling easily on his face.

"We don't celebrate Eves." Faith stated easily, she made herself at home on a couch and flicked on the TV. "Unless you got beer." She added. Jay grinned, "That I do!" He exclaimed, he cocked an eyebrow at Jake who nodded, and Jay went to go fetch some bottles.

"You never told me it was snowing man." Jake called into the kitchen. "I thought it would be a nice surprise." Jay grinned, coming back into the room holding three beers and handing them out. "Oh, it was a surprise." Jake stated motioning to his t-shirt.

Jay laughed. "C'mon man, it's artistic ambience, it's… Christmassy; you know, Bing Crosby style, I'm dreamin, of a white Christma-" Jay was cut off by Jake clamping a hand over his mouth, a begruntled look secured on his face, accented only by anger. Jay glared and Jake glared back, "Too much ambience." Jake stated stepping back.

"But Mr. Scrooge! It's Christmas Eve!" Jay wailed dramatically. "I don't care if it's D-day and you're landing on the beaches of Normandy, already informed that there's a surprise attack of German soldiers awaiting you on shore, and you're singing that damned song to keep your nerves down. No one should have to be subjected to that." Jake stated crossing his arms.

Jay sighed and twisted open his bottle, "You paint a cold cold picture my friend." He commented shaking his head. Faith snorted, "That's just the way he likes it too." She commented. Jay cocked an eyebrow, "Really?" he stated moving to sit between the pair on the couch, figuring that after that comment and what he just witnessed in the bathroom, that that was a good idea.

Faith had her legs propped up on the coffee table and Jay easily brushed them aside. An uncomfortable silence filled the room for a moment.

"So… Where is everyone?" Faith asked taking a sip of her beer. "Well," Jay started, a grin sliding onto his face once again, "Willow and Oz are in the bathroom… drying off." Jay stated waggling his eyebrows. Faith cocked an eyebrow, "Early Christmas present?" She asked. Jay grinned, "The Christmassy-ist." He stated with a wink.

Jake scowled, "If he keeps this up, I'm leaving" He wined sulkily. Before he knew it, Jay was on him hugging him "Awww, it's ok, by the end of the trip you'll understand." Jay stated grinning. Jake snorted and stood up, escaping Jay's tightly hugging arms and looking utterly violated.

"Do you feel all warm and fuzzy yet?" Jay asked waggling his eyebrows. Jake ignored him. Jay continued "Anyways, the rest of the Sunnydale crew and Connor are on their way up now. They should be here in about 10 minutes, but the way it sounded like Xander was driving; it could be half an hour." Jay explained.

Jake cocked an eyebrow at him again and Jay elaborated, "He's in his new 4X4 and he's never driven in snow before. He called me up and made me stop talking because he was coming up to a hill." Jay grinned.

"Or by the sounds of you today, he just needed an excuse to shut you up." Jake stated, running a hand through his blond hair and glancing out the window, before walking over to the fire and throwing another log on. The cabin was silent except for the buzz of the TV for a moment, and then they could hear footsteps, and the bathroom door opening in the hallway.

"Hey guys!" Willow exclaimed happily, as she entered the room, one hand clasped firmly in Oz's. Oz smiled slightly and nodded a welcome to the room as Willow looked around the room for people to hug, and found only un-huggables, a small pout fell across her features.

Jake didn't bother turning around from the fire, "Nice shower?" he asked seemingly innocently, as he warmed his bare arms. Faith snorted, being at the right angle to see the smirk that had formed on Jakes face. Oz raised his eyebrows at Jay, "Excellent shower." He stated, that small smile still playing off his lips. He ran a hand through his slightly damp hair.

Willow decided to change the subject. "What are we watching?" She asked coming over to sit on the couch. "Monster trucks." Faith answered. Willow frowned, "It's Christmas Eve and…" she started. "God, not another one!" Jake cringed. "Aren't you Jewish?" He asked turning around, and projecting a tight t-shirt and a baggy jeaned shadow across the dimly lit room as he was silhouetted by the fire.

Willow grinned, "Not this year. Besides, I'm formostly Wiccan, and they permit the celebration of other cultures, thus, let the turkey and Snoopy Dance commence." She stated a grin falling easily on her face.

Jay grinned "A fellow conformant." He exclaimed pointing a thumb in Willow's direction. "She's slowly working away at Oz for me." He added with a wink. Jake scowled.

Oz feigned surprise "IS that why?" He asked cocking an eyebrow. Willow blushed, and then smiled before coming over and kissing him on the cheek, "Not entirely…" She stated running a blatant hand down his thigh.

The front door burst open and soon piles of colourful packages with legs entered the cabin. "Oh good someone got my wish list!" Jay exclaimed watching the presents move in. Xander dropped the parcels under the tree. "Ha ha." He commented rolling his eyes and wiping the newly fallen snow from his hair.

Willow rushed over to give him a hug. "Hey Will, I missed you." Xander stated, hugging back, as more parcels with legs came walking in the door, followed by legs holding containers of food and then a cursing blanket ghost, who waited just outside the threshold.

"We're heeeeerree!" Dawn exclaimed dropping her own parcels, and grinning at the still cursing blanket. "C'mon in Spike" Jake stated from the fire place. Spike entered and slammed the door behind him, "Took you bloody long enough." He grumbled. "I could have left you out there." Jake stated easily, coming over to help everyone unload.

"Welcome to the cabin," Jay exclaimed to the large group now blocking the entrance way. "This is the living room, that's the kitchen, and those are the bedrooms. Unfortunately we don't have a bathroom, but there's an outhouse outside a ways in the forest, I suggest bringing a bear bell and some spray, because we were out this morning and came across some tracks. If you want to take a shower you're going to have to walk to the nudist old-folks colony a couple miles up the road and ask Ben, cause if you ask Martha she'll try to convert you. Best not to stare at her boobs either 'cause she doesn't like that, even though it looks like they're staring at you. Keep in mind she's eighty, and still thinks that kind of thing is frowned upon. Also it's an open shower; hopefully no one here is shy. Be forewarned there are wolves out there." Jay explained in a tour guide-like voice.

"And the bathroom is…?" Dawn asked Oz who was just standing there. "Last door on the right." Oz stated automatically. "Thanks." Dawn nodded. She then picked up the bags of food she had brought in and brought them to the kitchen followed by Connor who had a tote apparently full of food also. Jay frowned at her on the way out and then turned to Oz, "You just have to ruin everything, don't you?" he asked. Oz shrugged.

"The wolves being you guys' right?" Buffy asked dropping the bag she was carrying. "The ones and only…s?" Jay commented looking confused. Buffy shrugged. "It's cozy in here." She stated walking over to the middle of the living room and glancing around. "Where are we all sleeping?" Giles asked taking off his glasses and rubbing them with his cloth.

"Well I figure, there's 2 bed rooms, 2 couches and the floor. Spike can have the bigger closet as Christmas morning might not be so Christmassy if he's on fire and burns the tree down. Although it could count as a Yule log… Either way you're all just going to have to pull names or give up your spot." Jay decided.

Giles walked over to the hallway and glanced down at the beds. He then picked the most vacated one and sat down. "Claimed." He stated, leaving the rest of the house guests open mouthed.

"That was fast." Willow stated cocking an eyebrow. "That was taking control." Giles answered from down the hall, apparently not moving from the bed. They all just looked impressed and then slowly realized the consequences of Giles's actions, and all made a run for it.

Xander let out what Jay could only describe as a battle cry as he shoved Buffy out of the way, Jake grabbed Faith and they flashed into the first bedroom, only to find Willow and Oz already sitting on the bed. Buffy entered the room, and ran out, Jay had his bed already made across the hall, he had added a name tag Giles was sitting on the third bed and Spike had grumpily sat down in the closet.

Xander claimed the first couch, and Anya followed, Dawn had the second, and the rest were stuck with the floor. "How did I end up on the floor?" Buffy asked glancing around.

"It's ok Buffy, no one ever trained you to get beds. You just worry about those nasty vampires." Jay commented a grin spreading across his face. Buffy scowled. "And a name tag." She grumbled. "Aww… let's not go there. It's Christmas." Xander stated getting up.

"Not yet it isn't" Buffy stated crossing her arms and sitting on the floor. "Hey, we cheated and we didn't even get a bed." Jake stated motioning towards Faith. "I'd like to be the first one to state that I didn't cheat and still got the floor." Connor stated raising his hand. Buffy frowned, the oven went off, and Jay let out a little cry and ran into the kitchen, mumbling something about basting.

"That's manly." Xander stated as he exited the room. "Hey, be nice, it's his third Christmas." Oz stated from the corner. Everyone cocked their eyebrows and Oz elaborated. "They didn't really have Christmas where he grew up, just presents and getting to sleep in. So this year he wanted a traditional one, to try it out." He finished, sorting through the guitar picks he had found lying under the couch.

Spike snorted from the corner, "Traditional Christmas was over by the end of the last century. You can't have Christmas without a right proper pudding, not all this marshmallow crap on the potatoes." Spike stated from the corner.

And thus sparked the debate about 'proper Christmases.'

That's the end of the first part… If you are interested in the second part, please review and let me know, but please let me know what you thought of this one too, it would be much appreciated. If not review and let me know what you thought, if this is the very last post I would like to thank you for reading, hopefully you enjoyed.

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