Disclaimer: I will not claim ownership, not the way they are going I wouldn't want my name on it. So it all belongs to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy, blahblah, you know the drill. It's his enormous squishy frontal lobes idea.
Authors Note: I am addicted to writing fanfic now it's scary. This is just Fluff, thick, choking, smothering balls o' fluff, oh with a teensy bit of angst, but it's tiny and it's at the beginning. This was just a story that spawned from me trying to finish my other stories, *sigh* jeez man, anyway, I also got the inspiration from Mariah, her awesome story `Angels in the Dark'.
TimeLine: This is set in the future, no specific amount of years though, k.
Summary: It's just some facts so that readers aren't confused. Angel is human, and he and Buffy are married, they live together, and all the details are insignificant, this is just so you know that he is human and they are married. They are just going through the usual married couple's problems, that's all. Oh and Megan is the name of their baby girl. Don't ask about why I chose that name I don't know, it just fit so well.
Spoilers: I don't think there are any specific spoilers, I don't really discuss any of the shows' stories or plots in this story. It's Just Buffy and Angel.
Rating: I think it will be a `PG' I don't think I can put anything that rates a higher rating in it, well I'll see, :)!! Ah, well I managed to up the stakes a little, again, so it's an 'NC-17' rating, it's extremely light though, but just to be safe. Sorry.
Feedback: I would be so grateful for any kind of comment, thanks!!!

8:23 p.m. Friday night.

"Don't yell, you will frighten her" Buffy cried over the screaming in the room. "Can't you see that she knows we're fighting? That's why she's crying, and if you yell she just cries harder," she sighed as tears shone in her tired eyes.

He kept silent, but his stance and enraged stare promised that their discussion was not yet finished.

"Just, calm down," she told him firmly, not wanting to make him any angrier.

Angel sighed, and watched Buffy turn back to the screaming infant.

She finished securing the pyjama suit, and walked out of the room to put her into her crib, whispering loving words as she bounced the baby softly to calm her down and the cries stopped.

Buffy bent over the crib and placed Mr. Gordo in next to her. Then, she pulled the blankets up around the tiny body of her daughter. She stroked her soft hair from her clammy and wet face and then turned to make her way back to Angel.

He was waiting for her in the living room when Buffy padded back into the room. Her eyes filled with tears. "You mustn't yell around her, she gets upset and it frightens her, okay?" She breathed coming over to stand by the couch, in front of Angel, but didn't sit down.

He nodded in understanding. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'm not angry at you, I'm just... frustrated that's all, I hate them, they have no right to do this to us. After all that we have done for them, I can't believe that the Watcher's Council think that we owe them!… I'm sorry," he stood from his seat on the couch.

"I know, I'm sorry too," she breathed, her tears coming again.

They stood in the middle of their living room, looking at each other. Both desperately needing comfort from the other, but neither moving.

Angel was clad in just the bottom pants of the pyjama set, to which Buffy donned the top.

"We have to see each other more, Angel," she whispered, her head down. The time for this argument was now, and there was no escaping it, she could feel it hanging in the air and she had to tell him how she felt.

"I miss you. We see each other less than when you were in LA and I was in Sunnydale, you spend more time in that stupid building than you do in this DAMN house!" she hissed, her latent anger no longer restrained. "I can't do it anymore, I can't be the *only* one doing everything around here. I do the shopping, I clean the house, I cook the food, and I do the laundry. I take Megan to Willow's, she sees her more than you do." Buffy finally cried out angrily. "I am looking after Megan all the time, I'm up at the crack of dawn, every morning, `cause she's crying, and wants to be fed..." she sighed, and her shoulders drooped, having vented her need to yell at him.

"I am just *so* exhausted, Angel. And I need you, I need your help and you're never here." Her tears fell unchecked as Angel hung his head.

"Megan misses you, you never spend any time with her anymore. You're her father and she needs you," she cried softly as he looked into her tired eyes.

"I need you, I miss you..." she looked helplessly at him.

"I am just so tired," she whispered, knowing he would still hear her.

He finally made a move towards her and saw her anger and frustration melt from her eyes before he even touched her.

"Come here," he said softly and she stepped into his arms, allowing him to crush her against him in a tight and loving hug.

He breathed in the smell of her hair, laying a kiss to the top of her head, he closed his eyes as he rested his chin upon her crown.

He breathed out softly, "I'm sorry, Buffy."

He didn't need to explain or make excuses for her, he just needed to be there for her, and that was what he was doing.

She smiled lightly and nuzzled deeper into his chest smelling his skin, not wanting the argument to flare up again.

"I love you," she sighed letting her eyes close and letting herself enjoy the feel of Angel's hands gently caress her back.

"I love you too... Come on, let's go to bed," he said and she stepped relieved away, to look up at him smiling.

He bent and placed an arm behind her knees scooping her up into his arms.

She gasped in surprise. "Hey, no! What are you doing? NO, put me down, Angel," she stammered shocked, wrapping her arms around his neck. And he shook his head stubbornly, lithely walking out of the living room.

He stopped in front of the light switch and she flicked it off for him. Leaving the house in darkness, the only light was from the bright moon seeping in through the open windows. "Angel, please, I'm too heavy, you're going to hurt yourself," she protested.

"No, I'm not, and you're not heavy," he scoffed.

"Yes, I am. I'm not kidding, I've put on like twenty pounds having Megan," she said holding onto him worriedly. He chuckled and kissed her nose.

"You're beautiful, and you are not too heavy, trust me." He stopped walking and stood holding her to emphasise his strength.

Buffy eyed him carefully, and sighed indignantly. She moved closer to him closing her eyes and their lips met softly in an achingly slow kiss. A kiss so soft it almost put a very tired Buffy to sleep, right there, in his arms, lips still together.

Closing her eyes was not a good idea because she was finding it required a lot of effort to open them again.

Their lips parted and she lay her head on his shoulder, as they entered the bedroom, the door already open.

Angel noticed that the bed was made and the room clean, he smiled and gently placed her upon the bed.

Buffy sighed and let her heavy head, sink into the soft pillow, smiling gratefully up at him.

She raised her hand to cup his cheek as he bent over her to kiss her temple, with her hand on his cheek she moved his lips down to hers. Letting her tongue slip smoothly between his lips, and her fingers invade the soft hair at the nape of his neck.

It wasn't a passionate but a long, wet and loving kiss.

Buffy, needing to know that Angel was there for her and loved her; and Angel, needing Buffy to know that he was sorry and would be there for her and loved her.

Angel pulled away from her lips just enough to say to her, "I'll be back in a minute,"

Buffy smiled and let him pull out the covers from underneath her body, up to cover her, pulling them all the way up to her face, he tucked her in. With her eyes already closed and her face nuzzled in the depth of the pillow he quietly walked out.

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Later that night

Buffy sighed, she couldn't feel Angel's arms around her like usual. She rolled over to feel his side of the bed empty. Opening her weary eyes, she discovered it was unslept in too. She glanced at the glaring numbers on the clock. It was 12:07am. She rubbed her eyes, and pulled back the covers, stepping out of the bed in search of her missing husband.

She checked in his office and the kitchen and he wasn't in either, and he wasn't sitting watching TV in the living room, so she made her way to the last place he could possibly be.

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Quietly pushing the door open, she found him, she silently walked over to his sleeping form.

He was in their rocking chair that faced the moonlit window, with Megan in his arms. He cradled her against his bare chest where she was sleeping soundly, and his head leant against the shoulder of the chair as he slept.

Buffy beamed, leaning carefully over him she gently took the empty bottle from his hand and placed it over on the chest of draws. Turning back she found a pair of curious eyes on her. She smiled down at her now awaken baby, softly stroking her soft hair.

Buffy viewed with fascination, that Megan just watched her. The little girl didn't move or fidget, she was very obviously in her favourite place, and wasn't the slightest bit uncomfortable. Buffy watched her big round eyes move off her to look up at her father, silently and calmly regarding his sleeping form, and Buffy wondered for a moment if she knew, knew that her Daddy was asleep and that if she did move, he would wake up.

Megan was unbelievably safe in his arms and Buffy thought that perhaps she knew that, she knew her Daddy wouldn't drop her or hurt her.

Angel was always incredibly gentle with Megan, and when they were together she would laugh and scream happily as he tickled her and cooed over her adoringly, they were inseparable.

Which is why it has been so hard lately, with him being away so much, Megan would get irritable and upset without him, and sometimes Buffy just couldn't seem to console her the way that Angel could. Every mother has a special gift, connection with her children, but Angel did too, he and Megan just clicked.

Buffy couldn't help but look down upon her baby, as her arms flailed up and down happily, smiling, her first movement since waking.

Buffy moved to kneel down in front of Angel and Megan. Her eyes sparkled in the moonlight and she smiled a big open gum-filled smile. Ecstatically happy for some unknown reason and deciding suddenly that she wanted her Daddy to wake up. Buffy giggled softly and let Megan take hold of her finger, grasping it in her tiny little hand.

Megan's eyes strayed to look up at her father's face and her arms flailed excitedly, Buffy looked up to see that Angel was now awake and looking down at the both of them, smiling happily.

Buffy returned the smile and leaned over Megan to touch Angel's lips with her own in a sweet kiss. Then pulled back smiling. They were about to kiss again when something tugged lightly on Buffy's hair.

"Ooo, Megan," she giggled.

Megan had gotten hold of Buffy's hair that had draped softly over her when she and Angel had kissed.

Angel laughed and Buffy pulled back trying to get Megan to relinquish her hold on her hair. "Megan sweetie, you have to let go," Angel said softly, as Buffy gently unclamped her tiny fingers. Letting go she grabbed onto a finger instead, pulling it into her mouth to suck on.

"I am sure yours will taste a whole lot better," Buffy teased, looking down at her baby as she sucked on her finger.

Megan slowly let go and decided on her own thumb after all. Buffy felt Angel's hand on her hair, smoothing the back of her hair with his hand, she turned to look up at him, and he smiled even wider.

"This is the only way that I have been able to spend some time with her, and I am sorry I haven't been around much. It's killed me, to not be with you," he whispered, caressing her cheek with the back of his knuckles.

Buffy smiled in understanding. "I know, I understand why, it's just... the understanding doesn't fill the absence," she placed her hand over his as he cupped her cheek.

A hearty sigh broke their moment and they both looked down to the source of the interruption.

Megan was falling asleep again, and sighing softly, content with having both her parents there with her again.

"I think I better put her down before she gets too comfortable," Angel said softly as Buffy pulled herself up.

Buffy stood by the crib as Angel gently put her down, Megan yawned as he pulled the covers over her, and he moved Mr. Gordo from his spot at the head of the bed, now to next to her.

He stood up and moved towards Buffy to wrap his arms around her waist as they looked down upon Megan.

Buffy sighed and placed her hands over his, leaning her head back against his shoulder.

"I've missed you," Angel whispered after a long silence, smelling her hair. Buffy giggled softly, and turned her head to look up at him smiling.

"I know." She turned back to Megan, who was now asleep.

Buffy felt a pair of soft warm lips on an exposed part of her shoulder and couldn't help the thrill slithering down her spine. Angel's fingers easily moved her hair from her neck and kissed all the way up to her earlobe, as she bent her neck for his lips.

"Mmm," she sighed as his hands ventured up underneath her top, caressing her warm, slightly rounder stomach.

She turned in his arms before his hands could get any further, and met his lips in a wet and passionate kiss. Angel crushed her against him, revelling in her being in his arms again, it felt like it had been forever since they'd made love.

She moaned into his mouth and it kicked him into overdrive.

He grabbed her bottom and lifted her up against him to wrap her legs around his waist. He stumbled backwards toward the doorway, and Buffy finally relinquished her hold on his tongue. She giggled and he turned them around and headed for their bedroom.

Buffy softly blew on his ear as she kissed up the rim of his lobe, teasing him as he let his hands run up underneath her shirt to caress her back. He peeled the shirt up and over her head, discarding it on the end of the bed, and sealing her lips with his.

Buffy untangled her legs from Angel's waist and he gently set her down upon her feet. Slowly, Buffy let her fingers lazily drag down over the smooth skin of his chest, settling her tickling fingers on his flank. She then wrapped her arms around his waist and crushed him against her with a giggle. She captured his lips in a breathless and passionate kiss, to which ended with them on the bed, with Angel settled comfortably on top of Buffy, in between her legs.

Angel rubbed his hard chest up against her soft one as he moved his lips to her neck, chuckling at her hard moan, Buffy arched into him as his firm chest pressed against her hard and achingly tender nipples. She was desperate for him to touch her, to feel him caressing her breast, though they were tender and swelled from the pregnancy, much to Angel's delight, she felt almost willing to beg for him to touch them.

Which was why Buffy found it rather strange, that he hadn't moved his hands from her waist, usually he loved her breasts, and couldn't get enough of them.

Though she realised, with a start that during her musings he had stopped kissing her neck as well. Unsure as to what had happened, Buffy lay there still, underneath an unmoving Angel…

"Angel?" she whispered curiously.

She was replied with a light snort from the hollow of her neck.

"Angel?" she asked a bit louder.

Another snort, only this time followed by a deep sigh.

He had fallen asleep.

Rolling her eyes Buffy sighed, surpressing a light giggle.

Shaking her head incredulously, she gently pushed his sleeping body off of her and rolled him over to his side of the bed. Leaning down over him she bestowed a light kiss to his open mouth before a soft snore erupted from his throat.

Giggling softly she pulled the covers up over her sleeping beloved and reached down to the end of the bed to retrieve her shirt. After pulling it back on she settled back down in the bed, under the covers, cuddling up close to her softly snoring husband as she also fell asleep.

'Thank God it's Friday,' she thought as sleep consumed her.

AN: I know, i know, not the best story ever, but it's fluff and i think we all need some fluff. PLEASE, tell me what you think, even if it's crap, i am in the middle of a sequel and i need to know whether i am wasting my time!! Thanks :D

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