Disclaimer: Only own Logan and Plot! Evil Joss Whedon own the rest.
Rating: PG
Teaser: Buffy and Logan move in with Angel

Buffy yawned as she climbed out of bed and threw her robe on. She could hear Logan giggling in the other room and smiled. Walking out into the living room the smell of pancakes invaded her sense of smell. "Mmmmm!" She said. "Did you cook pancakes Angel?"

He quietly came up from behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Sure did!" He said kissing the back of her neck. "And there's a stack of them sitting on the table waiting to be devoured by a gorgeous blonde haired slayer."

"Oh really?" Buffy asked turning in his arms.

"Yes real..."

"Mommmmmyyyy!" Logan hollared from the kitchen. "Mommy, daddy make you panacakes."

Buffy smiled looking down at the ground then back up at Angel's face. "Lets go eat before she comes in and gets us." She stepped out of Angel's embrace and made her way to the kitchen.

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"Mistah? Mistah?" Logan asked pulling on the hem of one of the moving man's shirts. "Dat is *my* bed. Mistah you can not take *my* bed." Logan said gesturing towards the pink toddler bed the man was moving out of the room."

"It's okay Logan," Buffy said lifting her daughter up. "He's just gonna take it to daddy's house so you can sleep on it there. Logan nodded as Buffy carried her out of the way of the workers.

Setting her down on the couch Buffy returned to her bedroom and continued packing her clothes. Logan's were already packed as were her toys and other belongings. All they had left to do was the kitchen and the living room. The furniture was staying and anything else that wouldn't fit in Angel's apartment was going into storage.

"Buffy?" Cordelia said coming into the room. "Would you like me to start on the kitchen? It would make things go faster. Then you and Angel can go have your fun." She finished with an evil grin.

"Shut up Cordy!" Buffy shot back with a smile on her face. "And yes I would be very grateful if you would do that for me."

Cordelia smiled at her friend and returned to the kitchen. "She only wants this done faster so she can go get groiny with Angel." Cordy muttered.

"What's that princess?" Doyle asked carrying a box through the kitchen.

"Nothing!" Cordy stated as she began packing dishes and silverware into an empty box.

******

Angel smiled as he crept up behind Buffy. He watched her for a moment before grabbing her by the waist and pulling her to him. She let out a shriek, knocking over the box she was packing.

"Angel!" She whined looking over at the spilled clothes. "I was almost done with that box. Now look at it."

"I'm sorry baby." He mumbled into her neck. He began kissing his way down as she moaned softly.

"C'mon you two lovebirds!" Cordelia exclaimed. "We don't have time for that right now!"

Angel pulled away from Buffy and began helping her fold and place the clothes back into the box.

******

"Finally!" Buffy exclaimed as she placed her last pair of jeans in the drawer. "We actually did it! No more moving in. I'm free to rest!"

"Mommy?" Logan said coming into the room. "Let's play toys!"

Buffy groaned, dropping onto the floor. "Alright Logie. Let's play toys."

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