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Lost Time (Part 5)
By JFK
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Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer is the property of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy Productions, ect. However the characters I made up are mine and I will sue if they are used without my permission. If you would like to use them or my story, e-mail me at: sugar7999(at)hotmail.com.

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Epilogue

Everything was working out so far. Xander had driven back to the Malloy's place, and considering the fact that he had a screaming baby on his lap the entire way there, that was a major achievement.

He had gotten to the driveway and driven up to the front. The security guards knew him and opened the gates to him. He strode up to the porch and into the living room.

His hunch had been correct, Buffy and Angel were still out cold. Will calmed down, probably because he was in a familiar environment.

Xander raided the fridge (hey, he had saved the day, it was his right. Besides, he was Xander. They expected him to.)

He grabbed a three-liter bottle of coke, a bag of chips, and a bag of snickers bars that he knew Buffy hid from Angel, and a bag of Hershey bar's he knew Angel hid from Buffy. (Both parents were chocolate fiends)

Xander settled down on the couch with his food and godson. An old Grace Kelly movie was blaring on the tv.

About an hour later, he heard the stairs squeak. Probably mommy dearest checking on her kid.

He heard a small shriek and running. Probably Buffy running into tell Angel about the baby's disappearance. He heard footsteps pounding down the stairs.

Buffy and Angel thumped down the stairs, Buffy wearing boxers and a t- shirt, Angel wearing just boxers. They saw Xander holding their kid.

"Xander what the fuck do you think 'yer doing?", shouted Angel angrily. He walked over and grabbed Will.

Xander wanted to savor the moment. "Oh, I 'da know. Just saving your kid from an occultic sacrifice, killing a demon and raiding your refrigerator."

Angel was not amused. Neither was Buffy. If he wanted to live, he would have to spit it out. He did.

Speechless and shocked, Angel and Buffy sat down, Buffy holding her small child securley in her arms.

Finally Buffy managed a word. "Wow. Thanks. You really pulled yourself together." Angel just nodded.

Buffy handed her now wide awake and gurgling baby over to it's father. "I'm goin' to bed." she said, standing up and walking towards the stairs.

"Xand?" she asked pausing at the foot of the stairs.

"Yeah?"

"You know how pleased and happy I am with you and all, but" she said sternly, turning all the way around to face him.

"If you ever, ever, ever take my chocolate again, you're a dead man."

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The End

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