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Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. They belong to 20th Century Fox, Joss Whedon, and Mutant Enemy. I am using them without permission, however I am not making any money off them so please do not sue me.
Author's Notes: This isn't my official Christmas Fanfic for my best friend but it is one of them. I'll be finishing Matchmaking and Mistletoe soon, but until then this is my Christmas fic. It's pure fluff and set sometime in the future.
Feedback- Please! Send feedback but no flames.
Dedication- To Taela, my closest friend. Merry Christmas, I hope you enjoy the story. I'll try to get Matchmaking out soon, but until them I hope you'll settle for some Christmas fluff. Merry Christmas.
The two little girls ran down the stairs, with their mother close behind. Buffy smiled as her daughters ran towards the Christmas tree.
Angel came up behind her and put his arms around her shoulders.
"They look happy don't they?" He whispered into her ear.
She nodded as she turned around to face him. "Yes." She said softly, leaning up to kiss him.
After a minute they pulled away and hand and hand went down to join their daughters.
Michelle was carefully looking at all the packages telling her sister what was in them.
"She's good." Angel told Buffy when their daughter had correctly guessed for the fourth time in a row.
Buffy scowled. "I told you we should have put all her presents in boxes."
Angel just laughed and walked over to the twins.
Taela smiled as he knelt down beside her.
She was the more quiet of the two and was as differnet from Michelle as night and day. She had Angel's dark hair and chocolate eyes. She took after him personality as well, being very quiet and shy.
Michelle on the other hand was completyely Bufyf's daughter. Even at four she was outgoing and vivacious. She also had her mother's blond hair and bright green eyes.
"Merry Christmas Daddy." She whispered, throwing her arms around his neck.
"Merry Christmas little one." Angel said as he kissed his daughter's forehead.
Buffy lifted Michelle away from the presents.
"No more of that." She scolded gently as she held her 5 minutes younger daughter.
Angel picked Taela up and walked over to stand beside Buffy. They each held one of their twin daughters and looked at the Christmas tree.
"It seems like a dream, doesn't it?" Buffy asked her husband.
"Sometimes. But if it is I don't want to wake up."
"Neither do I." Buffy told him gently. "This is what I always dreamed and you made it possible."
Angel didn't say anything, just smiled as he looked at his wife and two children. He didn't know what he had done to deserve this, but he was never going to let them go.
This was what he had always dreamed of.