I cant believe how fast time goes by. Buffy closed her daughter's baby book and gazed over at her sleeping angel. She crept back into bed alongside Spike who was fast asleep. Six years ago there was a newborn laying where young Emily now lies. She moved closer to Spike, wrapping her arms tight around his waist. She leaned toward him and kissed his neck softly as she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.
When Buffy woke up she stretched blissfully at the quiet life she's had since the big fight a few years back. The battle did bring some more responsibilty though. Slayers all over the world were coming to L.A. to be trained to protect the world. There were so many that Giles had to rent out a nearby building to house and train the girls. She wandered downstairs to where everyone was gathered in the living room. The gang; Willow, Tara, Xander, Anya, Giles, Andrew, Spike, Dawn, and Emily. Everyone accounted for. "So what's everyone doing here so early?" She asked still half asleep.
Willow got up and hugged her friend. "We were going to plan that thing, remember?"
Buffy wasn't catching on. "What thing? We were planning something?" She looked at Giles. "Was I supposed to work at the shop today?"
"Little Bit, why don't you and I go get some breakfast in the kitchen." Spike asked his daughter. He walked over to her as she looked up from her coloring book. She stood up with her long blonde hair in a pony tail as her father swept her into his arms.
"Isnt Mommy going to eat too?" Emily asked.
"Of course, bit, but she has some things to do first." He assured her.
Now that Emily was out of hearing range, Willow continued. "Emily's birthday party, Buffy." Oh right. 'Cause those go so well with my family.
"Are you sure it's a good idea, Will? I mean, my parties never went very smoothly." Buffy laughed.
"Of course it is!" Andrew exclaimed. "It can be Star Wars themed with jedi costumes!"
Everyone sat blankly staring at him. "I just dont know if it's safe to have a bunch of small children here running around. What if they get into the weapons and spells?" Buffy spoke up.
"They're six-year olds, Buffy." Willow said.
"I'm with Buffy. We don't need any more tiny human beings running around this place than we already have." Anya said.
"I think Emily has to have more interaction with children her age. She's around Andrew too much for her own good." Giles put in.
"I second that." Xander smiled.
"Mommy, Mommy!" Emily ran out and threw her arms around her mother. "Can we rent Star Wars tonight? Please?" She begged, pulling on Buffy's shirt. Buffy looked at Andrew.
"We are not renting Star Wars, Emily." Buffy said still looking at Andrew.
"Told you she wouldn't let me, Andrew." Emily said folding her arms and sticking her tongue out at Andrew.
"Oh that is so not fair!" Andrew whined, walking into the kitchen. He turned once to see if anyone cared but the only one looking at him was Emily. She stuck her tongue out at him and giggled. Andrew pouted and turned back around, stomping the rest of the way.