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Spike's eyes slowly opened to see his lover sleeping peacefully by his side. As he russled in the satin sheets Buffy woke up and wrapped her arms around him.
"Morning pet." Spike whispered as his fingers carressed her face. She smiled warmly at him and stretched her legs then using them to tickle Spike's feet. He laughed as he began to tickle her back.
"Morning sun! Morning air! Morning pancakes in my belly!" Emily sang as she opened the door and jumped up onto the bed with her parents. She climbed between Spike and Buffy and flopped herself down on her back, staring up at her Mommy and Daddy.
"Pancakes, niblet?" Spike questioned as he swept Emily's hair away from her eyes.
"Mmhhm. Funny shapes Auntie Tara makes me." Emily said, giggling as her Daddy tickled her tummy.
"Auntie Tara's here, baby?" Buffy asked. Spike stopped tickling Emily so she could answer her mother. It took a few seconds for the giggles to quiet. Spike took Buffy's hand in his and Emily played with their intertwined fingers.
"And Auntie Willow, Uncle Xander, Auntie Dawnie, and Grampa. All downstairs." Emily said happily as she continued to play with her parents' fingers.
"Oh I almost forgot. I called them here about the dream you had last night." Buffy exclaimed as she sat up.
"I told you it could wait till morning." Spike spoke softly.
"If it wasn't just a dream and that really was our baby…it can't wait another second, Spike." Buffy whispered as she smiled asurringly at him. She gave his hand a warm squeeze as she let go and got out of the bed. She fixed her nightshirt and walked out the door. Emily looked around her frantically and Spike noticed her heart beating the smallest bit faster.
"What are you looking for, little bit?" He asked.
"Where's Mr. Gordo? I can't find him!" She shreiked. She patted down the sheets around her and stood up on the bed to get a better view of the floor. Spike helped her look as well but not as rapidly as Emily.
"Could you have left him downstairs?" Spike asked, getting out of bed. He held his hands out to Emily who took the hint, holding on to her Daddy's hands as he helped her get off the bed. Once on the floor Emily ran out of the room and down the stairs. Spike followed her to the living room where everyone was sitting. He glanced around the room. Buffy was seated on the couch with Xander and Giles while Willow was in a recliner with Tara sitting on the arm.
"Where's your honey?" Spike asked Xander.
"Oh she had to help train the Slayerettes with demon knowledge this morning. She's be home later." Xander answered.
"I found him!" Emily yelled, running out of the kitchen clutching her beloved stuffed pig.
"She left him next to the bowl of pancake batter. He's got a little on him but it should come out with some soap and water." Dawn said, also coming from the kitchen. Emily skipped over to her Grampa Giles and jumped up onto his lap. Dawn seated herself next to her sister.
"I'm too old for the lot of you." Giles admitted as he began to wipe his glasses. The other adults let out a chuckle. "Buffy you said something on the telephone last night about a dream?"
"Well actually we arent sure if it was a dream or a prophecy." Buffy answered.
"Whatever it was it felt real." Spike interupted as he thought back to what he saw. The rest of the gang was silent as they waited for someone to speak.
"Well I sugest some research." Giles said, breaking the silence.
"Just like old times." Xander sighed.
"I have a better idea." Spike piped up. Everyone stopped talking and looked to Spike. "I say we take a trip to the future and get to wherever this evil-winter-wonderland is."
Everyone looked at him like he had five heads, even Buffy. Dawn chuckled nervously as she walked to Giles and picked Emily up. "How about you and I go play upstairs?" She asked Emily as she started walking up the steps. Once they were out of hearing range, the chaos began.
"You expect us to just make a time traveling machine and poof ourselves to the future?" Giles asked Spike, outraged.
"Well it worked this one time on—" Xander stopped himself. "Okay I'll just shut up."
Giles got up and paced the floor as Willow thought more about the possibility. "I guess…it could work." She mumbled. "I mean, not a time machine but a portal. One that could get us from point A to point B."
"That would probably work." Tara chimed in.
"Okay, Will. What do we need for this portal?" Buffy asked her best friend.
"You arent seriously considering this. You have all lost your heads." Giles said, looking at the others.
"We have and we are doing this Giles." Buffy said sternly. "I'm going to go get dressed." She continued as she walked up the steps.
"Buffy. It could be a trap." Giles said, lowering his tone to sincerity.
Buffy stopped almost at the top of the staircase and looked down to Giles. She inhaled deeply and looking him in the eye. "Giles. We're talking about Emily. There is no research. No re-thinking or questioning." She said, inhaling once again as she looked at everyone now. "She's my everything."