Buffy and Graham

Chapter 17

Thirty-Two Years Later

"... And so, the Slayer and I retreated up the marble staircase and spent the entire day playing in the park with out little boy eating all of the ice cream in England!" A little blonde haired toddler at the age of five looked up an older greying Graham with wide happy eyes.

"Did they live happily ever after?"

Graham smiled hugging the tiny girl. "We sure did. In fact, we're still living that happily ever after."

"What happened to Riley?"

Graham looked down at the young girl on his lap and thought whether to twist the truth or not. "We never saw him again. But, I'm sure he is living a happily ever after with a family of his own." Graham turned her grim expression into a wild grin when he bounced his knees up and down tickling her tummy.

"Grandma!" The girl jumped from her grandfather's lap and raced to Buffy.

Buffy bent down anticipating the excited child and caught the leaping girl. "Hey, there Lizzie. Did Grandpa tell you a good story?"

"Yes, he did! He told me the one when you and grandpa fall in love. And when-when Daddy was a little boy and the mean man!"

"Oh, okay, then." Buffy smiled and placed the girl onto her feet. "Go get your brother." She kissed the girls cheek and placed her on her feet watching her run off.

From the chair, Graham watched his wife of thirty-two years with adoring eyes. Buffy crossed the room and slid onto his lap, like she had done every day during their years together. Graham brushed back her shoulder length hair behind her ear.

Even at the at age of fifty-four, Buffy was still as beautiful as she was the first time he had ever seen her. He remembered the day clearly; They were in the cafeteria at UC Sunnydale in 1999. She struggled comically with the frozen yogurt machine and she was gorgeous.

"Ew! Mom, Dad, please, get a room." A young woman in the doorway interrupted her parents passionate kiss.

"Emmy, don't even start. You know how many boy I've caught you with on the couch?" Buffy watched her daughter's face redden.

"Like mother, like daughter." Graham muttered into Buffy's ear and squeezed her bottom.

"Nah, don't even go there Ma. Remember when we caught you and Dad against the wall in the dining room?! Probably doing more then a make-out session." Nathan pushed past Emmy and her current boyfriend and fell back on the couch.

"Don't exaggerate son, your mother and I didn't get very far... yet." Graham nipped her earlobe making her giggle as their kids faces twisted with disgust but they secretly enjoyed watching their parents. They had a love that none of their friends parents.

"This is gross a conversation! I'm puking in my mouth!" Emmy made gagging noises. "Thank your for making my ears bleed."

"What's going on?" A fully grown Ryder now in his thirties entered the living room with Lizzie in his arms followed by his wife and son.

"Nothing really, just Mom and Dad's gross sex life." Emmy said.

"Finally poisoning the youngest one, huh?" Ryder joked

Buffy and Graham shared a similar expression and shrugged. "It was bound to happen." Buffy smiled.

"Nate, where's that Lauren, girl?" Graham asked.

Nathan looked at his father and shrugged playing it cool. Nathan was the sort to fallen in love easily and frequently. "Haven't seen her in forever."

Graham frowned. "Oh. I thought you liked her?"

"Who?" Buffy looked at her younger son.

"Who is who?" Nathan asked pretending to be dumb.

"The new girl. Who is she?" It always astounded Graham how Buffy just knew there was always someone else without Nathan ever saying a word.

"Rose." Nathan smiled dreamily. "She's hot." He looked at Ryder and nudged his arm.

"Megan Fox hot? Or Keira Knightley hot?" Ryder asked receiving a playful slap from his wife and hid mother.

"What's the difference?" Graham asked confused.

Emmy snorted a laugh of this ridiculous conversation. "Megan Fox is like porno hot and Keira Knightley is like classy hot."

"Please, let her be classy hot." Buffy muttered.

"Totally." Graham said looked at Buffy lovingly and nuzzled his nose against her hair. Buffy laid her head in the crook of his neck and his arms wrapped around her body. He kissed the top of her blonde hair and silently watched the interaction of his family and grandchildren playing on the floor.

These where the moments Graham watched in silence to fully take them in and relish. It was the sort of moments he valued most in his life.

Buffy's cellphone rang on the coffee table. She sat up from the comfort of Graham's chest reaching for it. "Hello?" She adjusted the hem of her blouse standing from Graham and paced back and forth.

Graham watched as Buffy hung up the phone and looked at him. "What is it?" Graham asked ready for action.

"Woolwich demon in Central London, Westminster."

"Threat?" Graham asked.

"Oh, you know the usual destroy the world kind."

"Vampire tag team?" Ryder passed his daughter to his wife.

Buffy tucked Mr. Pointy into her sleeve. "A little fight... then a stake to the heart maybe a beheading here or there. It's like falling off a log."

"Avengers Assemble?" Nathan asked with an ax over his shoulder.

Emmy rolled her eyes, "Don't ever say that again, Uncle Xander." she teased.

"What? It's an awesome name? Joss thought so, too. Remember that movie?" Nathan said hanging over his sister.

Emmy shook him away. "Still people have ears. They're gonna call us that now." Emmy's eyes bulged out mortified at the idea.

"Nah," He waved her off. "Like Mom would ever embarrasses us that way. Dad maybe..." Nathan frowned at the thought.

Ryder faced his younger siblings holding a crossbow and knives. "Can you guys shut it?" He rolled his eyes.

"C'mon, we don't have all day!" Buffy shouted out the front door shrugging on her long black leather coat with Graham's help.

Walking down the pathway to a black and grey Porsche as Buffy rattled off the plan. "We'll separate at the cross way." Buffy ordered.

"Come on!" Graham slapped his hands on the Porsche ready to go.

Ryder, Nathan and Emmy got into the dark grey Porsche behind their parents.

In the rearview mirror, Graham looked at his kids driving behind him. He turned his head to his wife and reached for her hand lacing his fingers through hers. Buffy caught his eye and smiled softly.

Who ever said that married life would be boring especially when you're married to a Vampire Slayer. He put the car in second gear and sped off down the London street with this children following in tow.