Rating: PG
Summary: Buffy and Angel get some visitors...
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 twelfth story in the Weekend series. Follows Spell Weekend.

The Mansion

Saturday 8:56am

They were waiting on Joyce. The group of five sat around the fire in the main room of the mansion. Whistler had commented on the new decor.

Janice. Cordelia. Doyle. Whistler. Spike. For some reason, Spike had just turned up before dawn. He made some excuse about the cars in the driveway and wanting to join the party.

Joyce walked in. She looked at the group in surprise. She hadn't been expecting anyone but Janice to be there. She sat down quietly, waiting for someone to speak, waiting for some explanation about why they were there.

When Janice started talking, both Doyle and Whistler got up to look for a stash of Whiskey. Angel had been a good Irishman and good Irishmen always had a stash of good Irish Whiskey.

"I guess you all want to know why you're here. I guess that you could say that I have an announcement to make. You probably all know by now that I've moved in to this place. What you don't really know is why."

"The weekend after the funeral, I discovered something about Buffy and Angel. They were still here. Well, their spirits were anyway..." she was interrupted by Spike.

"What?!?! They're dead and I still can't get away from the bloody Slayer and her bloody Poof???" Spike was defensive.

Joyce gasped. My baby is still here? She looked around.

Whistler shook his head, "I should have known that they would choose to stay here."

Cordelia yelled, "Why didn't they come and visit?!?!"

Doyle tried to calm her down, "Now, Princess, they can't actually go very far for a while. If I remember correctly, they won't be able to speak for a while either." He frowned in concentration.

Janice asked for everyone to listen to her for a second. "Doyle's right. At the moment, they can't talk verbally, but you know their words. They also can't leave the area around the mansion, so they pretty much stick around here anyway. My biggest concern right now, is that you don't tell anyone about what I've told you today. We don't want other people coming here. This is their place. It will be for many decades, perhaps centuries to come. They asked me to stay with them. We're all pretty much family now. That's why I'm here. I don't want anything to happen to them. I also thought that you guys visiting once in a while would be a good thing for them."

She turned to Whistler, "As for you, did you find out anything?" She hoped for the best.

Whistler smiled. He was happy that his two favourite warriors were able to do this. "It's a go. The two won't be needed until Buffy and Angel's next lifetime."

Janice grinned. "There's two?" Whistler nodded. Janice was so happy that she could do this for her friends.

The others were puzzled, but remained silent. Strangely enough, even Cordelia was quiet. She spoke up when she saw Janice close her eyes for a while.

"What are you doing?"

Janice opened her eyes and smiled at the group. "I'm telling Buffy and Angel that it's safe to come down. They're in their room and I don't particularly want to go up there again and find out that they're busy." She replied sweetly.

Joyce looked puzzled. Cordelia rolled her eyes. Spike, Whistler and Doyle all burst out laughing.

"Why would they be busy...?" Joyce asked. Then it dawned on her. "Oh..." she glared. Buffy was still her little girl, even if she was dead.

It was then that Buffy and Angel came down the stairs. It was clear to everyone that they were very happy. They were all amazed at how different the couple looked. Everyone but Whistler got up and tried to hug them. They all thought it funny when they realized they couldn't. They sat back down.

Janice closed her eyes in concentration. She relayed what Whistler said about the spell. When she opened her eyes, she saw Buffy and Angel's eyes widen when they realized what it meant. They looked at each other and then Buffy threw herself into Angel's arms. He caught her and spun her around in the air. Their joy was apparent.

Cordelia voiced everyone else's question, "What's that all about?"

Janice answered her, "They're about to have a dream come true..."

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