Rating: PG
Summary: Janice's spell creates a miracle...or two...for Buffy and Angel...
Spoilers: Don't think so...but then, I don't think, come to think of it!?! (hehehe)
Disclaimer: I so TOTALLY wish I owned them...do you think I could kill him and claim to be his heir? At least that way the storyline wouldn't ubersuck!!!
Note: This is the thirteenth story in the Weekend series. Follows Visitors Weekend.

The Mansion

Saturday 11:30pm

It was the night of the full moon, time to work the spell. Hopefully the Moon Goddess was feeling generous.

They had half an hour to prepare. At midnight, they had to begin the chant.

Janice had cleared the main room to give them some space to do the spell. It required the two spirits or people concerned, as well as a detached person. Buffy, Angel, Janice. Things that were needed was the Orb of Thessulah that was used to restore Angel's soul (in my world, the orb never disappeared in BII), five candles for purity, an item to represent Buffy and Angel, and the spell itself.

The orb sat in the middle of the room. On top of it lay Buffy's claddaugh ring. The five candles encircled them, wide enough to sit one person in front of each candle. Janice sat in front of one candle, to her right sat Angel in front of another candle and Buffy to the left in front of another candle. Two candles sat unattended.

Janice ran through the spell in her head, praying to God that she was able to do this. Midnight was approaching and Janice was becoming even more nervous about doing the spell. She didn't want to let her friends down by failing.

11:59:55...:56...:57...:58...:59...

"On this night, the night of the moon,
We ask that the union of these two spirits
Produce what was denied them in life.
Free are those whose presence is required,
The spirits of those meant only for them,
In this life and the next, Until the day
When all four are recalled,
Grant this wish and bring them forth.
Bless this union, we beg of thee."

As Janice finished the spell, two sparkling white lights came to life. One in front of each of the two unattended candles. As the lights dimmed, Janice saw that the spell had worked. Lying where the lights had been were two babies wrapped carefully in blankets. They weren't real babies, of course. They were the spirits of the children meant for Buffy and Angel in this life, if Angel had never become a vampire.

The strange thing was, these two spirits were the same ones in each of Buffy and Angel's life times. Each time they had children, they were always were the same spirits.

Buffy and Angel picked up their children and couldn't wipe the smiles off their faces. They couldn't believe that these were their children. They would grow for twenty years, then stay that way until the time came for them to be reborn. They would be well loved in this house. The two children would be unable to materialize until their fifteenth birthday, but they would be able to speak vocally after their tenth.

Buffy and Angel took the children up to their new room. They had spent time designing a nursery that was just off Buffy and Angel's bedroom. They immediately went to change the children's clothes. Buffy held their daughter, whom they had named Erin, while Angel held their son, whom they had named Liam. Not William. They didn't want Spike to think that they had named their son after him.

It was when Buffy changed Erin's clothes, that she gasped. Angel and Janice turned to look at what had made Buffy gasp. They were shocked when they saw that fateful mole on Erin.

In each and every life that she lived, no matter what her name was, Erin was destined to be a Slayer everytime...just like her mother...

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