Arriving back at the house Buffy and Spike exited his vehicle and went right inside. Going through the dining room, they saw everything had been cleared from the table and Giles and Joyce were nowhere to be found. Going to the kitchen the true adults of the house were finally located at the island in the centre of the kitchen. Both were still very in depth in conversation, plus Giles seemed to still have his bits intact, so all was well.

Buffy came to the counter and set her bags of ice cream down, "We didn't know what to get… so Spike bought everything."

As if on queue Spike made his way into the kitchen with the remaining ice cream and Giles followed with a quietly muttered, "Oh my Lord…"

"So… We've got…'…aaand…. Some mix of Sorbets…" Spike smiled, happy he had managed to list everything so quickly, "Your pick mum."

Joyce just stared before saying quietly, "Chocolate is good…"

"See!" Buffy exclaimed turning to Spike, "Never forget Chocolate…"

Spike smiled and nodded, "You did say that…" He sighed, leaning against the counter across from Joyce and Giles, "So… Rupes…" Giles turned to his coworker, "I hate to… bring such a lovely night down by asking this but… What exactly are you planning to do…" He looked to Buffy, "About us…"

Giles shifted uncomfortably for a moment, taking his glasses off and polishing them for no reason, "Well… Joyce suggested that if we have an evening together… alone." Buffy's brows rose and her gaze turned to her mother, who gave her daughter a reassured smile, "She thinks that she will be able to clear up this whole mess."

Spike merely nodded, not quite understanding. He trusted Joyce and knew she was much like his hero Hannibal Smith, Always with a plan. So he didn't pry, just assumed the woman knew what she was doing. "So!" Spike clapped his hands together and stood up strait, "Ice cream!" Going to the bags he pulls out the chocolate and retrieved bowls for everyone.

The rest of the night went smoothly, Giles leaving with a smile after a small peck on the cheek from Joyce. Closing the front door behind her she leaned against it not even noticing her daughter hanging in the foyer, "A date, mom? With the librarian?" Spike laughed from the kitchen and they could clearly hear it.

"Oh shush both of you!" Joyce stomped away to the kitchen, resembling the posture of a teenager. "Okay… I'm just trying to save your butts… Alright?" She grabbed a spoon and dug right into and open container of ice cream, "Plus… He's not… Terrible looking…" Both Buffy and Spike laughed now, "Hey! I can have a thing for English guys too!"

Buffy smiled going around the island to hug her mom, "You rock mom. Never knew you could work a guy like that. You've got some skills."

"Pfft… that was nothing… If your father had paid half as much attention to me as he did his secretary, he would have had more than enough woman on his hands then he could handle."

Spike interjected, "What a stupid git. You'd have to be a blind man not to be completely captivating by you both." Buffy pushed Spike playfully, "I'm not kidding… Both of you…" He looked to Joyce, "The queen." Joyce blushed a bit, and he turned to Buffy, "And my sweet princess…"

Buffy just shook her head, clearly not falling for it, "You are such a suck up…"

The night ended quietly with a movie, "I know there's only 15 minutes left but… I just can't take any more guns…" Joyce stood up, "I'm sorry you can't stay for the night William, but I'm sure you two will have time in the future together. When the movie is over, it's time for you to go home." He nodded and Joyce retreated to the stairs, "Goodnight you two."

Buffy was curled up in Spike's lap on the couch, "Night mommy."

Spike had been pouting since Joyce proclaimed there were too many guns, "But… It's RED." "Let her go." "But… John Malkovich… Old men... with explosions… and nipple clamps…" Suddenly Buffy flipped in his lap so she was straddling him, "Night mum…" He said not looking away from Buffy.

Buffy smiled as soon as she felt his hands wander slowly up to her waist, "I missed you…" She whispered.

Spike leaned in, nuzzling his face into her shoulder, sending a muffled, "Missed you too" into her shoulder. He kissed her along collar bone, leaving a trail of wet kisses up her neck until he was tugging lightly on an earlobe. Buffy let a small moan escape and he immediately shushed her, "You'll get us in trouble."

Buffy nodded dumbly, far too wrapped up in the wonderful feelings he was creating in her core to verbally respond. Running her own hands up his sides she wrapped them around his neck to pull hard on the small hairs on his neck. This immediately elicited a growl from Spike as his mouth bit hard onto her lip, bringing Buffy in for a harsh kiss. So wrapped up in one another they jumped when the light in the foyer went on and Joyce was standing with her hands on her hips, "Go home, William…"

He looked to the television and frowned, seeing credits rolling across the screen. Buffy slid from his lap and like a sad puppy whose bone had been stolen; he grabbed his jacket and went to the door. Buffy was devastated by the sad look on his face and the small wave of the hand he gave before he turned and left through the front door. Standing up, Buffy copied her mother's posture, "Oh mom… look. You've hurt his feelings… let me at least give him a kiss goodnight."

Joyce looked to the ceiling before sighed and nodding once, not surprised when her daughter disappeared from the living room leaving only a small breeze in her wake. Shaking her head, Joyce turned, and began up the stairs, "Oh… children…"

"William!"

Upon hearing his name Spike swung around only to catch an entire Buffy as she jumped on him, wrapping her legs around his waist and giving him a deep kiss. Spike's jacket and keys met the driveway as he wrapped his arms around her and flipped them around to set Buffy on the bonnet of his car. They snogged for some moments before Spike broke their kiss and leaned his forehead against hers meeting her gaze. "You know…" He leaned back slightly, "You looked really good on top of my car…"

Buffy laughed and gently pushed him away so she could slide off, "Next time we have alone time we'll have to christen the hood…"

"Bonnet."

"I don't have a bonnet. Little Bo Peep, she had a bonnet."

God she's fantastic. Spike thought before blurting out, "I love you…"

Buffy smiled blushing slightly, barely able to meet his adoring gaze for some reason, "I love you too…"

One last chaste kiss and Spike got into his car leaving Buffy alone. She watched until the tail lights of his car could be seen no more before going inside.