Rating: PG
Summary: Janice moves in with the spiritual 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 tenth story in the Weekend series. Follows Angel Weekend.

Buffy and Angel's Mansion

Saturday 9:05am

The movers were busy putting all of Janice's things into her new bedroom.

Even though Buffy and Angel were always communicating with her, they did not speak to her. A few days before, they indicated that they wanted her to stay there with them.

They obviously weren't getting sick of each other, considering how much they did together. They would read together, sleep together, dance together. There was never a moment when they were apart.

Now, three days later, she was moving in to one of the spare rooms. You couldn't really call it a bedroom, considering how big it was. It was bigger than her entire apartment had been, but it was hers. Although Buffy had gifted her with the mansion, it wasn't hers. It was, and always would be, theirs...

She had been staying there on and off since that weekend she had found them there. That had been two weeks ago. She and Spike still weren't talking to the Scooby Gang and her old Watcher was in town to take over from Giles. She understood how Janice worked and didn't dispute her methods, as long as they were effective...

But now, all of her spare time was spent here. Janice joined Buffy and Angel when they did their Tai Chi and Buffy continued to train her. Although, they never fought. It's hard to fight thin air...

She was getting very good with the moves, though and the scenarios. Communicating with them was also getting easier. The more Tai Chi and actual practice she did the easier it was for them to understand her. She knew that in time, when Buffy and Angel became stronger on this plane, then they would eventually be able to speak and fully materialize before other people and look real.

Sometimes Angel tried to teach her how to dance like they did when he was alive. If he concentrated hard enough, he could make himself real enough for Janice to hold on to him while they danced.

Buffy usually sat on the sofa and watched, or pointed things out. They were trying to make Janice's short life the best it could be. And they were succeeding. The two spirits were great, they were her best friends. They were her family.

But Janice couldn't help but wonder if they knew something that she didn't...

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11:30am

Janice arranged her limited furniture around the room. Buffy and Angel just sat on the bed. Buffy seemed to get a kick out of them sitting there while Janice wheeled the bed around the room. Angel just laughed at her.

Janice stood in the middle of the room and looked around, the large room really accentuated how much she didn't actually have. Buffy and Angel looked around as well, then turned to each other. Buffy raised her eyebrows, then Angel smiled. He turned to Janice and indicated something on top of the dresser.

The cheque book.

Oh no, that money is for this place. To keep this place done up for you guys. I'm not using that money.

Buffy looked Janice in the eye. I left that money to you. There's more than enough to keep this place going for the next hundred years, I'm sure a couple of thousand isn't going to do that much.

Janice caved in when Angel smiled his agreement.

Next stop...the mall.

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Saturday night 5:30 pm.

Once again, they were in Janice's room, moving things around. Buffy was fawning over Janice's choice of furniture. She had selected a beautiful antique loveseat, and a four-poster bed that nearly rivaled Buffy and Angel's.

After she was done, they went downstairs, to the main room, where Janice had set up the room for another night of dancing and fun.

While shopping, she had found something for Buffy and Angel. Wrapped up, on the coffee table, was a package. Angel concentrated hard enough to be able to unwrap it.

Inside, was a spell book, entitled, "Book Of The Spirit World". One of the pages was bookmarked. Angel was able to find the page. He dropped the book when he saw the spell on page 98...

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