40, by Red BW/G pg13...silly fic

["cocoachanel67" <red.slayer@xxxxxxxxx>]

40
Red
Joss' folk.
B/W/G...no acation, tho'...pg13
Summary: Angel comes back from hell...20 years later. Boy, have 
things changed!
+++++MIDNIGHT, IN A SUNNYDALE CEMETERY+++++ 

"I so do not believe this. It's you. It's really you." 

"I've missed you so much, Buffy. Oh, how I have missed you. And 
worried about you, but here you are, alive and well." 

"Alive, maybe, but well, I'm not so sure. Angel, it's been twenty 
years." 

"But it seems like forever. Buffy, you don't know how horrible it was 
without you, not knowing if you were okay, or even alive, but you 
are! You're here, slaying, looking as beautiful as ever. I prayed, 
every single day I prayed that you would be alright and you are." 

"Alright? Alright? Hello, twenty years, Angel. I'm 37 now. 37 years 
old! 37! Do you have any idea what it's like to be a 37 year old 
vampire slayer? Huh?" 

"Well, uh-" 

"Well, uh, I thought not! Allow me to enlighten you. It's horrible! 
It's beyond horrible, it's, so very the horrible!" She extended an 
arm just in time to stake a vamp coming up on her left side, then 
went on. "They make fun of me, Angel, the vamps and the demons. They 
call me Senior Slayer, Stake and Shake, B.C. Buffy. Ya know how many 
times I have been asked if need help crossing the street? Do you know 
how humiliating it is to be in the midst of a fight, fall and have a 
Fyarl demon say, "She's fallen and she can't get up."? And for the 
record, my stakes do not have arthritic grip. I don't need it, thank 
you very much!" 

"Angel, is that you?" 

He turned and saw a familiar redhead. 

"Willow, you're still alive and still helping Buffy." 

He smiled gently at her. 

"It's my job these days," she said, returning the smile. 

"Will's my Watcher." 

He furrowed a brow. 

"Giles?" 

"At home, taking care of the kids," Willow answered. 

"Kids?" 

"Theirs," Buffy stated, "All five of them." 

His mouth fell open. 

"Five, you and Giles have five kids?" 

"Gregory, Andrew, Daniel, Nicholas and Benjamin," she proudly cooed. 
Angel tried to grasp the newness of things. It wasn't easy. 

"Buffy." 

"Got it Will." 

The Slayer raised a hand and, without even turning around, tossed a 
stake twenty or so feet behind her, catching the vamp square in the 
chest and creating a loud pop. Willow looked at her Slayer. 

"You ok?" she asked. 

Buffy nodded and rubbed her shoulder. 

"Darn tendonitis," she growled. 

"Don't worry, Giles stocked up on the Icy Hot. I'll give ya a good 
rub down when we get home. Then Giles will give ya one." 

"You live with them?" Angel mused. 

"If it weren't for Will, I never would have made it after you left. 
It was her love that saved me." 

"But she and Giles-" 

"I don't mind sharing. Besides, you know Will always had a thing for 
him." 

"Slayer," a voice boomed. 

The trio turned around to find a large, black eyed, yellow demon 
standing about ten feet away. 

"Big ugly thing," Buffy replied, smiling at it. 

"I brought you a gift." 

The creature threw something at Buffy and she caught it. Looking in 
her hand, she growled. 

"That's it! Axe me, Will!" 

Willow reached into her bag, retrieved the axe and handed it to 
Buffy. Dropping the book on the ground, Buffy charged the demon with 
full force. Willow bent down and picked the book up, ducking just as 
the demon's head flew by. The redhead smiled. 

"She really hates it when they give her these," she noted, handing 
Angel the, Menopause and You paperback. 

"See what I mean?" Buffy quipped, rejoining them. "Every evil being 
is a comedian these days. Geritol, Metamucil, Centrum Silver! Last 
week, I found a walker on my doorstep. Two weeks ago, a case of 
Depends was delivered to the house." 

"One of them even signed her up for an ARRP card," Willow said. "It 
came in the mail a few days ago." 

"I am SO nowhere near menopause, am I, Will?" 

"Darn tootin'!" 

"Boy, it sure got hot all of a sudden," Buffy mused, grabbing the 
book from Angel and fanning herself with it. 

"Buffy," he began. 

"And it's only going to get worse, ya know," she interrupted, sighing 
deeply. "I'm hitting 40, Angel. 40! Me, Buffy, the 40 year old 
vampire slayer! 40!. And you finally show up, after 20 years, looking 
just as yummy as you always do, all, oh, Buffy, you're doing so 
great! 40 is knocking on the door, Angel and that so ain't great! 
Man, I'm freezing here, aren't you, Will?" 

"Uh, well, actually, I feel just right." 

"Buffy, I'm sorry," Angel tried again. 

"Save it, never going to have a mid life crisis y!" she snapped, 
dropping the axe back into the bag. "I don't have time. I'm turning 
40 in three years. Come on, Will, I want to pick up some bran muffins 
on the way home." 


FINISHED






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