I always want to do it, but never do. Thank you for following my fics and reviewing them.

Here it goes! Let's just see how our favorite couple forever is going.

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"What?"

"Nothing. I am just admiring you."

Buffy blushed. She and Angel were at his house just watching TV and eating popcorn. They sat in the couch, Buffy relishing in the comfort of Angel's chest behind her. She inclined her head to one side so Angel could kiss her.

"I like this domesticity you know."

"You do. I never pictured a handsome man would prefer to stay at home than going outside… mainly considering the band of friends you have."

"Well, i'm a rare specimen. You take care of me, ok?"

Angel gave her his best puppy dog eye. Buffy laughed and caressed his face.

"I promise I will take good care of you."

They kissed again.

"We are not watching the movie, Angel."

"Who cares? What do you want for you birthday?"

"Don't know."

"You don't."

"Nah. I have everything that I want right around here. You, my job, my friends Cordelia and Willow, Cordelia's family. You know what! Just surprise me!"

Angel leaned again to kiss Buffy.

"Surprise you, huh? I'll see to that."

The phone rang. Angel answered.

"Hello… oh, hello, Sean… yes, she is here with me… WHAT?"

Buffy tensed up when she heard Angel's scream. Something happened to Mary or Cordelia.

"Ok… I tell her… thanks for calling."

"What is it? What is happening? Something happened to…"

"Buffy calm down. Everyone is ok."

"Then, what…"

"It is you ex."

"W-h-a-t… what… about him? He is free, isn't he?"

"Yes."

"Oh no no no! It will start all again… I knew it… I knew he would get out."

Buffy was shivering like a leaf and Angel gathered her in his lap.

"Nothing will happen."

"That you can't tell. You saw him that day Angel. You heard him. How… how did Sean find out?"

"Spike went to his office early."

"WHAT?"

"Sean said he said he was sorry. That everyone could stay in peace he would keep his distance and not bother him or his family. That was all."

"And Sean believed this crap?"

"No. He called to warn you."

"You said nothing would happen."

"Yeah, but not because of his promise. I am here and I won't let anything happen to you."

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"Miss Langerfeld, I spoke with the manager of the farm and they agree with your terms. They also did not limit the time the party to end, which is good since the traditional Moldova marriage takes time."

"That is wonderful. There will be at least a thousand people, many of them very attached to traditions as drinking and eating the day of marriage away. So, it is good there will be time for them to have the party they want."

Adam Westing took his bride's hand and kissed it. Miss Ema Langerfel smiled at him and for a moment, Angel knew there was only the two in the world. They were of Romanian and wanted to have a traditional marriage. He cleared his throat.

"We have an hour scheduled tomorrow at Eden bridals so you can chose your gown."

After a little more talk about the arrangements, the couple left and Angel opened one of the desk drawers to get the little black box. He had married an Irish couple that also wanted to respect old traditions and used the same rings as weddings bands. Now he had his own set. He was going to propose to her in her birthday and was terrified she will say no. The gold Claddaghs were beautiful.

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The club was full of people. Darla, Harmony, and Faith were sat down in a table with a big umbrella over it. The girls were appreciating the males in the pool.

"So, how is Richard?"

Faith was actually dating Richard, one of Angel's friends.

"Don't know, Darla. We kind have a fight last night."

"Why?"

"Don't you want to ask of Angel instead?"

Darla grinned at her friend.

"You know me."

"Yes, I do. Angel is still with the little blonde. Last week, I met her in the party Lindsey offered."

"And?"

"And what?"

"Faith, don't play dumb with me. What did you think of them?"

"They were pretty much a pair. Too much into each other if you know what a mean. The man is a magnet for women, but it seems she is the same for men. Every male in that group thinks she is sweet, fun, smart and I bet they all think she is very fuckable … that, of course, Angel doesn't know. I just can't understand what the fuss is all about. She is not that beautiful after all."

Harmony decided to intervene when she heard the jealous tone in her friend's voice.

"Oh, please! Faith. You don't like her, but don't play stupid. She is beautiful."

"Well. I can't think what suits me better."

Faith turned to Darla.

"If I were you I'd just forget about the man."

"I don't have to do much. I'll just bind my time. He will be free sooner or later and I will be there for my dear boy."

"You will turn out just like Spike."

"Oh, no! I am not going crazy. I just want that body. Just once… and he will know what a real woman can do."

Harmony looked to the club entrance and saw the said peroxy blonde coming in.

"Well… speaking of the devil…"

She pointed and Darla and Faith turned around to look. Darla called Spike to Harmony's dislike.

"Are you crazy?"

"What? He got out, didn't he? As long as I know, the doctor said it was ok. I want to catch up."

Harmony made a face.

"Oh, I see. You two fucked for a whole weekend in some secluded place and then he just dumped you… and he was with the blonde we were talking five minutes ago."

Harmony made a face to Darla and got up to leave just as Spike approached their table.

"Hey."

"Hey, Spike. Nice to see you again."

"Thank you."

"When did you got out and what are you doing here?"

Darla had a blunt and direct away of questioning people. Spike, on the other side, didn't seem ashamed of his time away or the reason for that.

"I was released two days ago and I just wanted to reintegrate myself into society."

"Being a nice boy?"

Spike laughed.

"Don't be stupid Darla. I'm the same. I'll drink and I'll whore around, but I also decided to find something for me to do. I am not an obsessed man anymore. I have to value myself."

Faith raised an eyebrow after Spike's statement.

"Quite a fast change, huh?"

"Yes, Faith. Being locked away in a loony bin gives you a lot of perspective."

"What are you planning to do?"

"I'll help my father take care of the business for a start, although I am really thinking of leaving the country for a while."

Faith inclined from her place and Spike had a great view of her breasts. She ran her fingers suggestively over his arms.

"Since you are planning that… maybe you should start saying good-bye to people… and I just know a perfect place around here for you to start doing it."

Spike gave her a smile.

"I know you do."

The couple left Darla alone in her table.

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Cordelia was a radiant host and her behavior could be described as the life of the party, both Willow and Buffy were worried about her. Later, the girls were in their friend bedroom with her when she felt fainted and almost fell. She said she was all right and panicked when Willow tried to leave to fetch Doyle. When she left the table to coordinate the arrival of the dinner, Buffy went after her.

"Cordy, are you sure you are all right?"

"Please, it was nothing upstairs."

"What the doctor said Cordelia? Are you sick?"

"No. I'm not sick. It is just that… I tell Doyle first."

"So, there is something."

Cordelia didn't answer. Several cars with the dinner came out of the kitchen. A big chocolate cake was in one of the cars and was placed over the table. Everyone sang happy birthday, candles were blow up, the cake was cut, and a covered plate was put in front of Doyle, who opened it and looked at Cordelia speechless.

"Really?"

She smiled at him and he just got up from his chair and pampered her face with kisses.

"What is…"

Buffy leaned to see what was inside the plate. There rested a pair of baby shoes over a saying 'Happy birthday, Dad'.

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Angel and Buffy were walking on the beach again. It was almost a ritual for them every time they left Cordelia's house.

"Did you see Doyle's face? God! I thought he would pass out when he really realized he is going to be a father."

"Yeah."

Angel wasn't really paying attention to their talk. His anxiety was eating him up. He was a grown up man had to defend the woman he loved from a lunatic, but he was afraid to ask the said woman if she wanted to be his wife. What a strange world.

"And where did you go with Sean?"

"Needed to talk with him."

"About what?"

Angel turned around and held Buffy's hand and she gave him a confused look. He got down to his knees.

"About this. I… I already asked Sean and he and Mary gave their blessings. Buffy Summers, I know we know each other over six months, and for many people that isn't enough, but I can't see my life without you in it. Will you marry me?"

Buffy's eyes were full of tears when he finally asked her. He felt her hands trembling. He had opened the box and she could see the beautiful rings inside.

"Oh, God! Angel… yes… yes… YES!"

She shouted. Angel got up, kissed and hugged, and then swung her around. The only thought in his head was that she had said yes.

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