Disclaimer: Joss is God, Joss is King, Joss our Lord owns everything!
Notes: I'm German, so sorry if there are any mistakes… :(
Timeline: I really have no idea! Let's just say a few months after Buffy returned from the dead… I'm really not good in writing sad fic's, so I'm just avoiding it ! :) !
Summary: Buffy and Angel are having their Bachelor and Bachelor girl parties!
2Note: This is the first story of my series where you really need to read `Something From The Future' to understand it fully.

"Oh my god, ANGEL!?!" Buffy yelled through the Summers' house. She was holding a letter in her hands. "DAWN!?!"

"What?!" Dawn yelled from her room "I didn't do anything!" while Angel lazily strolled down the stairs towards his wife-to-be.

Buffy jumped up and down and into her lover's arms, raining butterfly kisses all over his face.

"Sweetie?" Angel said stunned.

"Yeah?"

"What's written in that letter?"

"That I got the job at Viva's!" She chirped grinning. "Can you believe that? DAWN!?!"

"WHAT?!"

"Your sister has a job, you can get more pocket money!" Buffy yelled back.

Dawn came running down the stairs, smiling sweetly. "More pocket money?" She said. "How much more pocket money?"

"Well, what do you think I'm gonna earn as the new host of Interactive?"

"Whoa! Oh. My. God." Dawn yelped surprised. "Geeze, how cool is that?" She screamed, hugging her older sister.

"What did you do upstairs?" Buffy asked skeptically.

"Your bachelor present!" She said and headed back up the stairs.

"I don't know why I get a party, anyway. I mean- that you get one is sure, you're the actually bachelor, but I? Isn't that more like a Girls Night Out? I always thought bachelor parties are only for men? This is SO gonna be a Girls Night Out!" She babbled, following her fiancé into the kitchen.

Angel chuckled lightly. "Honey, you think too much!" He said, sitting down on a stool and pulling her into his lap.

She sighed happily and leaned into his chest. "Well, anyway I look forward to be Mrs.--" She thought a moment about it before turning around to look him in the eye. "Angel, what's your last name?"

He only grinned at her. "I'll take yours!"

"Angel!" She warned playfully which made him chuckle once again.

He nibbled on her neck which made her moan and lean back into his chest. "Liam Connor. My name is Liam Conner" He breathed against her sensetive skin. "Born on the 21st of January in 1727 as the son of William and Maria Connor and brother of a younger sister by twelve years named Kathryn. Died on the 7th of September in 1753 with 26 years." He sucked on her neck and a deep moan escaped her lips.

"Do you miss them?" Buffy asked breathlessly.

"Who?"

"Your family, silly!" She teased.

He buried his face in her hair. "You are my family. The best I ever had. You, Dawn, Cordy, Wes, Gunn and the Scoobies. You are my family." He whispered into her ear.

"This sounds nice!" She smirked.

"I thought so." He smiled.

"I would have liked to meet your family." She whispered after a while.

"Why?"

"Because I wanna thank your parents for giving me you!"

Without saying one word he got up, pulling her with him and leaded her to the living-room couch. He went across the room to the big armchair where his backpack was lying at, pulling out a few drawing and separated one from the others. Packing back the rest he handed Buffy the drawing.

It was one of his work, that she knew immediatelly. He was perfekt in doing that. The paper showed three persons. An older couple and a little girl, maybe thirdteen or fourteen. The girl was drawn most carfully and with the most detail. Dark deep chocolate eyes. Long soft dark hair. She was smiling. One of the most beautyful smiles she ever saw. She looked so familiar and Buffy would have sworn to know her If she hadn't known this girl died over 200 years ago. His sister. She looked a lot like him.

"She's beautiful. That she has from you!" She smiled up at her lover. "You loved her a lot, didn't you?"

He sat down next to her and sighed. "I did." He said, falling into brooding-mode.

"And what's on the other drawings?" She chirped, changing the subject.

"You." He smirked.

Her face brightened and she laid her chin onto his shoulder. "Lemme see?"

"No."

And her smile fell. Changing into a cute pout and he couldn't help but grin.

Anyway, where was the need to brood now? He's happy. He had the most amazing girl in the world that loved him just as much as he loved her. And besides, hadn't `future-Buffy' told him something about Kathy being reborn?

*~*~*

" `Is He Mr. Right' " Faith read the title of the book Riley (now a little bit more befriended with the Scoobies after the Initiative being shut down) had given Buffy earlier this day in psych class. "My, this guy is so into you. God, who gives one something like that as a bachelor present?"

Buffy only shot her a glare. When Buffy had died, Faith and Buffybot had taken over her and Faith simply remained in Sunnydale, now that Buffy was back.

"Chaptor One: Do you know him like the back of your hand? First question:" Faith read out loud. "How does he drink his coffee? Geeze, this is stupid!"

"Black, but only to wake up in the mornings. The caffeine makes him nervous." Buffy grinned.

"Second question:" Faith continued. "What's his favourite piece of clothing?"

"His leather pants and his duster."

"The leather pants?" Willow asked surprised. "I kind of always thought that would be an Angelus-y thing."

"Well, you know- they sort of agree in that point." Buffy smirked.

Cordelia grabbed the book from Faith's hands. "Third question: What's his favourite food?"

"Chocolate"

"Oh, that one's easy. Even I knew that!" Cordy remarked. "Forth question: Where are his tickle spots?"

"Sides. Behind his ear. Feet. Inner thighs."

"God, aren't there any more difficult questions? Those are way too easy for her." Willow said, grabbing the book. "Fifth question: What's his favourite song?"

"All classical stuff and, well, Mandy."

"MANDY?! ANGEL?!" Willow yelped.

"I knew it!" Was all Cordy said to that.

"Those are lame!" Anya commented, pulling the book out of Willow's hands and leafed through it. "Anyway, Buffy knows Angel like the back of her hand. We knew that before. That's nothing new!… Ooooh, fourty- fifth question: How is the sex?"

Buffy's reply was shooting her with evil glares.

"Oh, Nada. Answer!" Faith requested.

Buffy pouted. "That's *so* none of your business!"

"Oh Come on, B.! That's your bachelor party!"

Buffy rolled her eyes and shrugged. "Okay." She gave in, sounding *SLIGHTLY* annoyed. "Well, what's another word for mind-blowing?"

"I knew that. Some things you just know by looking at a guy. Besides, he has to be. He had over 200 years experience!" Anya commented dryly.

Which was answered by another glare from Buffy.

Faith grabbed the book and throw it aside. "I guess we can honestly say this book is crap." She commented. "Dump present! Let's get to the better ones!"

"Yeahhh," Anya cheered while Cordelia hopped up from her place on Buffy's bed and went over to her bag.

"Tara and I did a spell for you. So that you and Angel will always be happy and together!" Willow hugged her best friend. "I still can't believe you're gonna move away. Sunnydale will seem so empty without you."

Tara handed Buffy a golden necklace. "That is the center of the spell. Keep it in your home or near your heart. It shall protect you and bring you happiness and luck." Tara smiled warmly.

"You didn't stutter!" Buffy smiled back.

"Well, I guess I know you long enough to say we're close by now. You're my girlfriend's best friend. And see! I'm saying girlfriend in public without blushing!" Tara grinned proudly and hugged Buffy as well.

"Tara this isn't exactly a public place!" Faith remarked, jumped next to Buffy, slung her arm around her shoulders and gave her a little box, smirking.

Buffy gasped at the sight that greeted her when she opened the gift box. "FAITH!?" She yelped shocked and pulled two handcuffs out of the box.

"Directly out of jail!" Faith grinned. "Thought you could use that!" Faith mocked and then Anya handed the Slayer a pocket Kama Sutra. Buffy blushed and all burst out laughing.

"Thanks" She mumbled and hugged Anya.

"I'm next!" Cordy shouted through the room and handed Buffy a big box.

"Oh my god, Cordelia that's beautiful!" Buffy breathed. Cordelia had bought her a simple long blood-red velvet dress. It was awesome.

"I saw it in one of those small boutiques in L.A. and it just SCREAMED Buffy!" Cordelia commented smiling.

"Thank you!" Buffy grinned and hugged her as well.

Dawn gave her a framed picture of her, Buffy and Angel. Buffy smiled brightly and pulled her little sister into a tight hug. "I love you, Dawnie!" She whispered into the younger girl's ear.

"I love you, too" Dawn replied.

"I wonder what the guys are doing." Willow said.

"Well, I know for a fact that Xander got them a stripper!" Anya answered.

""What?!" Buffy yelped.

"Calm down, Xander promised he won't look, he loves me!" Anya nodded smiling.

"She meant Angel with `What?!'" Cordy explained to her.

"Oh"

"Well, I'd say we play the girlie games, now!" Faith chirped.

*~*~*

The stripper was long gone and Xander, Spike, Wesley, Giles, Gunn and Angel were playing poker. All of them completely drunk.

Much didn't happen after that, `cuz Xander and Gunn were lying limp on the floor one hour later, Spike was babbling of his time as William the Bloody and all the others were sleeping on the poker table…

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