Full of Surprises: Epilogue
by Chelle
It was over a year later. Buffy was seated on a couch, Angel's hand covering hers. Willow was seated on the floor, holding the hands of a tottering one-year-old.

The little girl's hair was fiery copper, and her eyes deep, like she held a secret behind them. She held onto her mother's hands and took a step towards her daddy, who was seated in front of them. He took her around the middle, and picked her up.

Willow and Oz had rented a small apartment across town, and had been living together since the baby was born. Willow's parents had been less supportive than her friends, and had asked her to find another place to raise her child. Oz had been only too happy to find a place for the little family.

Willow and Buffy were just finishing up their senior year. Angel and Oz now attended Sunnydale University. Xander and Cordelia were also in the apartment, standing near the door, smiling at the young parents that were so wrapped up in their child that they scarcely noticed anything else.

Willow stood and picked up her daughter, placing her against her hip and turning around to see Buffy and Angel. She took the little girl's hand and waved it at the couple on the couch.

"Hannah, say hello to Auntie Buffy and Uncle Angel ‘Hi Auntie Buffy!'" she cooed as she bounced the girl's hand up and down. The infant let loose a string of giggles and a little drop of drool rolled down her chin. Her grin was wide.

Willow sat the baby on Buffy's lap, and the child immediately grabbed for the hoop earrings dangling from Buffy's ears. She was there just in time and took the baby's hand, and kissed it, averting it from harsh pulling of shiny things. Hannah smiled an open mouthed grin and looked at Angel, noticing his hand laying on Buffy's thigh. She picked up one of his fingers, and pulled it to her mouth, chewing on it.

"Ow!" Angel said with a laugh. "You're growing teeth, there, little girl."

She beamed at him, and looked around for her mommy, who was in the kitchen, preparing a bottle. She brought it to the little girl, whose arms immediately outstretched. She took the bottle and Willow picked her up, and cradling her as she drank the warm milk.

"So," she said to Buffy. "You want one of these?"

Buffy stole a glance to Angel who smiled at her and blushed.

"I dunno, Will. Maybe one day."





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