Spoiler- IWRY (Jena Stories)
Ratins-PG-13
Caela Zay Copyright@2001

Buffy returned from the restroom, still in her pjs and was caught off guard by the "Kodak moment" picture that laid in front of her. Jena continued to sleep in a tight fetal position snuggled closely to Angel, using his largely compared shoulder as a pillow. Angel's hand were wrapped instinctively around her tiny body while the other stroked her head with the direction of her hair with his eyes still closed. Although he was moving his eyes were closed and his face was just as peaceful as his daughter's.

Buffy stood, leaning against the frame of the doorway. She wanted to make sure she remembered that moment. Then she thought of an ingenious idea. Walking around the bed she walked over to the desk that sat on the opposite side of the door. She opened a drawer and retracted a camera.

Positioning herself in the right spot she took the picture as studyingly as possible. It's perfect. Buffy thought to herself just after Buffy had taken the picture the reeling noise began to screech from the camera's interior. Buffy had used up the last picture on the roll.

Hearing this, Jena and Angel both stirred at the same time. Whether it was from just the sound or the mutual knowledge that the other was awake, Buffy wasn't sure. Jena rolled to lay on her back as she knuckled her eyes. Rubbing the sleep out of them. Angel did the same and gave a small smile to his wife who stood sympathetically in front of them.

"I'm sorry, guys. I didn't mean to wake you up." Buffy set the camera down on the desk and allowed it to complete it's noisy process and crawled onto the bed to give her morning greetings to her little girl and husband. "Good morning, Baby?" She kissed Jena on her forehead and slid closer to Angel, so that her right leg was between both of his. "Morning."

"Morning." Angel repeated in response, and kissed her lightly on the lips. "I heard that you and Jena are going shopping today?" Angel wanted to keep his voice low. As low as possible so as to not let his daughter hear. Both of her parents knew that she loved shopping as much as Cordelia did. But if Angel were to get his information wrong he didn't want to put himself in the position to refuse it upon her to go. It pained him so much inside to see his little girl hurt.

"Yeah. Do you want to come? I know that you have a few things that you need to get." Buffy pressed her body closer to his and hovered over him, not entirely to tease him, but just enough to keep it discreet with the G stricken little one that they were in present of.

"Sure. I guess I could spend the day shopping with my two favorite girls." Angel looked at Buffy and then to Jena. Buffy had obviously lost herself in what she was doing to Angel. Not to mention in front of their daughter and quickly snapped out of it.

"Good." Buffy pushed herself from above his chest and started to talk to Jena about what she wanted for breakfast.

"Do you want pancakes or cereal?" Buffy tucked some lose hairs behind Jena's ears.

No answer.

"What do you want for breakfast sweety?" She stared at her patiently waiting for an answer.

No response.

"Do you not want breakfast?" Angel stepped in, trying to put on a little sternness in the subject if she were not to answer and what the consequences were.

"Jena, what do you want to eat?" Buffy wasn't sure if it was discipline that she needed.

Jena's eyes were still heavy. She looked at her mother now. Still giving not indication that she was being talked to. She slowly leaned forwards and wrapped her arms around Buffy's neck, resting her head in the curve where her neck met her shoulder.

Her mother reacted by picking her up and wrapping her legs around her waist so that she was completely in her grasp. Buffy realized why Jena was denying her parents an answer. "Are you still tired, Baby?" Jena nodded. "Did Mommy wake you up too early?" Buffy felt even worse now. Another nod. "Do you want up to put you in your room?"

"Yeah." A small voice came from her Jena's identical to Buffy's face.

"Okay." Buffy looked to Angel and she carried her daughter to her own bed.

Once she had returned Angel had already started a shower and was getting ready for the day. Buffy thought that this was a wonderful idea and began to undress as she opened the bathroom door. The steam from the hot water had already began to fog up the mirrors and window. His body was translucent from the mixed up clear glass that blocked him from the outside. After completely stripping her cloths she opened the shower door. Angel was startled at first but Angel's expression widened with a smile as Buffy closed the door behind her and made her way closer to him. She kissed him, at the beginning it was a simple kiss, an everyday kiss, but it grew as did their mouths. Her tongue caressed his and vise versa. The kiss slowly halted for the time being and Angel looked down at her. Admiring her features and just the present of her being. She stepped backwards and got her hair completely wet under the water. Angel couldn't stand it, she was making him crazy. He wrapped his arms around her waist with such swiftness that it even caught her off guard, The Slayer, and crushed her lips to his and allowed himself to roam her body and worship her as he pleased. Taking in every inch of her.

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