"This is truly a magnificent drink," Jadis said before she drained her cup.

"Looks like I need to brew some more," Xander decided as he saw the pitcher was almost empty. His eyes scanned the table as he contemplated what he could make with the various ingredients. "Ahh, sugar plums!"

"May I assist?" Jadis asked, eager to learn what sorcery was involved in the creation of the blessed drink that had drowned her eternal misery in a swirling warmth that made her feel almost giddy.

"Sure," Xander agreed with a smile, happy to show off. He strolled over to the fireplace and opened the pot. "I just need a jug full of egg nog and a handful of candied fruit."

Jadis gathered the fruit while he grabbed a jug.

"Add them while I pour this in," Xander said as he slowly filled the pot.

Jadis dropped the fruit in one by one, before twisting her wrist to produce a small silver apple, that vanished in the milky depths unnoticed. "Done!"

"Perfect," Xander said, closing the lid and clamping it down once more before stoking the fire under it. "It'll be ready shortly so we best finish off what we already have." He emptied the pitcher which was just enough to refill the queen's cup and top the other's off.

"This is a surprisingly nice home," Jadis said, as she picked hers up. "It's a small fortress and surprisingly comfortable."

"You flatter me, your highness," Xander said, proud of his work.

"My wolves told me you built it yourself," she said before taking another drink of the magical liquid. "They were surprised at how quickly you constructed your various homes and how much of an improvement you made each time."

"I learned from each project and had more resources available the older I got," Xander explained.

"They also said you aged quickly from youth to young man in a matter of months," she noted, looking him over and taking a sip of her drink to stop herself from licking her lips.

"Time moves differently between our worlds," Xander said, "Which is why I made my home here. I can spend a few days healing up and return home, fresh for the nightly battles with demons and undead with next to no time having passed."

"You run into a lot of demons?" Jadis asked with a shudder. She'd never liked beings from the lower realms, they made her skin crawl and their thoughts were beyond putrid.

"It's a daily occurrence since we live on the Hellmouth and it's my destiny to fight them," Buffy said with a sigh. "Xander bringing me here to relax and make like bunnies has been a godsend."

"I've never liked destiny," Jadis said, "the idea that we are just playing the parts others have written for us is anathema to my very being."

"Ditto," the Scoobs chorused as if they'd rehearsed it and Jadis had to peek at their thoughts to understand what the familiar word meant.

"To telling fate to fuck off," Buffy said, raising her glass in a toast that the others joined, Jadis smiling at the idea.

The contraption in the fireplace made a series of clicking noises and Xander grinned.

"Next batch is ready," he announced, snatching a pitcher off the table and going to fill it.

"I feel warm," Willow said before taking off her sweatshirt, revealing she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

Jadis found herself examining the red haired girl while feeling Xander and Buffy's lust and love. "Your nipples are adorable," she said without thinking about it.

"Thanks!" Willow beamed.

"Who wants to try the new batch?" Xander asked, then laughed as all three women thrust their empty cups his way. "As our guest, Queen Jadis gets the honor of the first cup," Xander said, pouring the silver liquid, which looked like quicksilver, into her mug.

"Thank you," Jadis said, finding herself smiling as she brought the cup to her lips. Her eyes watered as she took a sip of what felt like… a warm spring day. Was the sound of children's laughter a taste? It appeared so and it burned all the way down making her head swim. "Magnificent," she gasped out.

Xander quickly filled his girlfriend's cups before pouring a measure for himself and taking a sip. "Spring," he noted with a frown. "I was trying for autumn."

"The coming of winter?" Willow asked innocently more than a little tipsy.

"It seemed appropriate," Xander said with a shrug, completely missing the innuendo and making Willow giggle.

Much to her own surprise, Jadis giggled as well. "It's a bit warm in here, you don't mind if I make myself comfortable, do you?"

"Me casa es su casa," Xander said with a wave.

Jadis smiled widely and her dress dropped to the floor revealing every inch of her seven foot alabaster frame to their view. The wave of lust she felt off the three was almost overwhelming and she welcomed it, for the first time in centuries she felt… good!

"I think we're overdressed," Buffy said before she licked her lips and contemplated free climbing the mountain of a woman in front of her.

"Well, we wouldn't want our guest to feel out of place," Xander agreed, as he started stripping.


Jadis awoke to the Scoobies' new morning ritual and due to her size and placement seemed to be the focus of everyone's attentions. Ten minutes later as everyone finished their morning wake up, she decided that this was the best wake up call she'd ever had.

"No hangover?" Buffy asked in surprise, resting against the right side of the Queen's body.

"Apparently not," Willow said, snuggled under Jadis' left arm.

"My brews don't cause hangovers," Xander said from atop the Queen, "Unless I'm just using mundane materials and even then they are pretty light."

"Now that's magic I can get behind," Buffy said happily.

"I wish I'd visited you three earlier," Jadis said, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking and the quiet joy of finding the eternal misery she'd been inflicted with had not been eternal after all, "but alas my time in Narnia grows short. Blasted prophecy!"

"You could leave," Willow said.

"As Queen I am bound to the land and the gates I could use to flee barred," Jadis said softly, the care and concern the three radiated soothing her soul. "The prophecy states the Queen must fall."

"But does it say Jadis must?" Xander asked thoughtfully.

"What are you thinking?" Willow asked Xander.

"I'm thinking pass the crown to someone else and let them take the fall while you duck out the backdoor with a chest full of gold to retire on a tropical beach somewhere," Xander explained.

"Would that work?" Jadis asked, surprised but hopeful.

"It doesn't contradict the prophecy," Willow noted.

"You wouldn't be able to come back," Buffy said, "cause the prophecy would target you again, but it seems doable."

"But who could I pass the crown to?" the Queen asked. "While it might be amusing, I doubt passing it to one of my wolves would actually work."

"Do you wanna build a snowman?" Willow sang.

Buffy sat up. "That could work!"

"What could work?" Jadis asked, unable to make sense of the tangle of thoughts that had Buffy so excited.

"An ice golem," Buffy said.

"Not something I have experience with," Jadis admitted, searching her mind for what she knew of golems.

"I'll teach you," Buffy said, "it's really easy."

"Thank you," Jadis said with a smile.

"Another prophecy broken," Buffy said smugly.

"If they didn't want it broken they should have left it locked up," Xander replied with a grin, much to the girls' amusement.

"Are we ever getting up?" Willow asked after a couple minutes of silence.

"Separating Xander and myself is going to be difficult without ripping out some of the hair surrounding our sexes," Jadis noted, not really concerned but in no rush to change her current situation; it had been quite a long time since she'd had a good post orgy cuddle and the three teens were exceptionally affectionate, warming parts of her heart she's thought long dead.

"You'll just have to carry him to the shower," Willow said, "but it's not like it hasn't happened before."

"Once, it happened once," Xander defended himself.

"Still counts," she said, leaning in to give him a kiss.

"Shower?" Jadis asked, before seeing what it was in their thoughts and thinking it was an ingenious way to bathe.

"You'll love it," Buffy said while thinking about the order they'd have to be in to wash up as she was too short to reach above the Queen's breasts.


"Morning, Giles," Willow greeted him before the other two could.

"Good evening, Willow," Giles replied, "You seem unusually… chipper. Good vacation?"

"The best," Willow replied, "and we remembered to take pictures." She dug through her backpack and pulled out a photo album.

"Excellent," Giles said as he laid the photo album on the table in front of him, "I've always been eager to see Narnia and the cottage Xander constructed."

He winced on seeing the first page of photos. "While I am your friend I am also your mentor, so please keep that in mind in the future," he chided the three, "and wear more clothes when taking photos to share with me."

"We're mostly covered," Buffy replied, "all the photos of us being naked are in a completely different album."

"The only nudity you're going to see in there are anthropomorphic animals and the White Witch," Xander reassured the Watcher.

Giles looked at the three and saw right through their innocent act. "Why would there be nude photos of an evil queen in the album?"

"She insisted," Buffy told Giles.

"Apparently it's her royal prerogative," Xander said as seriously as possible.

Giles just stared at the three for a moment before asking, "Did you three seduce the Queen of Narnia?"

"You make it sound so sordid," Xander mock complained.

Giles sighed and took off his glasses to polish them.

Soft hearted Willow took pity on him and decided to explain. "Santa stopped by to ask us not to interfere with events and Xander agreed that unless they knocked on our door we wouldn't. So Jadis knocked on our door and we had a party for her, since we turned down the invitation to her birthday party. To make a long story short, she's going to leave an ice golem behind to fulfill the prophecy while she retires to the world her Djinn forefathers came from."

Giles nodded slowly. "For some reason I'm not surprised."

"But seriously Giles," Buffy said, "you have to see the pictures of her. That is one hot ice witch."

"Takes one to know one," Xander told Buffy, getting a kiss for the compliment.

"And now we're off to patrol," Buffy said. "See you in the AM."

"Do be careful, Upgard's nest is still searching for ingredients and the final two on the list are impure troll blood and hair from a slayer of demons," Giles cautioned them, "and while none of you are trolls I do believe we've all slain enough demons for our hair to be used in the ritual."

"Vampires tend to kill each other a lot too," Buffy pointed out, "can't they just use their own?"

"Thankfully it requires a non-demonic source for the ingredient," Giles said.

"We'll keep an eye out," Xander promised as they departed.

"Wait," Willow said, halting them in their tracks, "did you find out what spell they were trying to cast?"

"Indeed we did," Giles said, "it's called The Seeds of Dawn, but no one is quite sure what it does."

"Doesn't matter," Buffy said, "if they want to cast it, we want to stop them, cause I seriously doubt any vampire is going to cast a spell we'd approve of."

"Works for me," Xander agreed.

"Now, off to the cemetery," Buffy said with a bright smile, "I'm full of energy and my stake hand is itching!"

"Which is your stake hand?" Willow asked as they departed.

"The one with the stake in it," Buffy replied with a shrug.

Giles rolled his eyes behind their backs, but couldn't stop himself from smiling, happy that his Slayer was finding her calling less of a burden and more of a blessing lately.


Joyce heard banging noises from the side of the house near the garbage cans and glanced outside, freezing when she spotted her daughter fighting several people wearing black leather and monster masks along with her significant others.

And then Buffy did something and one of them turned to ash…

The fight ended quickly at that point as the leather clad beings fled, leaping over fences and running at speeds that would have been impressive in a car.

Joyce, seeing that the three were okay, sat back down at the kitchen table and dug in her purse for her cigarettes.

"…like raccoons," Buffy complained as they entered the house through the front door.

"Just like cockroaches," Xander said cheerfully, "as I've said before."

"Mom!" Buffy exclaimed, seeing her mother drinking a cup of coffee and smoking a cigarette in the kitchen. "We were just… scaring away some animals that were digging through the trash," she said nervously.

"Animals will do that," Joyce said, unable to think of a way to bring up what she'd just seen and deciding she needed some time to think before she broached the subject.

"Yes they do," Buffy agreed with visible relief. "Anywho, I'm just going to change real quick before we hit the Bronze, it feels like I've been wearing these clothes for days."

The teens exchanged amused grins, like there was a hidden joke she wasn't getting and Joyce decided to let that slide as well.

"So… We'll be right back," Buffy said.

"Ahem," Joyce said gesturing to Xander.

"Except for me who will be downstairs while Buffy changes and not perving on her or making inappropriate comments," Xander quickly said, joining Joyce at the kitchen table.

The girls laughed and ran upstairs.

"So…" Joyce said, trying to think of a subtle way to bring up the subject of vampires and failing.

"So?" Xander asked nervously.

"How do you keep vampires from entering a house?" Joyce asked, internally wincing. 'Way to go Joyce, that was subtle.'

"Oh thank god," Xander said, relieved it wasn't going to be a parental third degree about how he was giving it to her daughter.

Joyce burst out laughing, understanding exactly what he'd been worried about and finding it completely incongruent that, that would worry him while fighting monsters out of the movies didn't.

"This would probably be a conversation better had with Buffy present," Xander said.

Joyce winced. "Our last conversation on the topic did not go well… due to ignorance on Hank and my's parts. I have a feeling there is a lot I need to know before I talk to her… and probably a very large apology I'm going to owe."

Xander sighed. "Yeah, it's going to be a big one."

"And I need to know what's going on and what I just saw through the kitchen window to gauge how large an apology it's going to be," Joyce said, before taking a long drag on her cigarette.

"I get where you're coming from and I would love to help, but this kinda feels like I'm going behind Buffy's back," Xander explained, visibly uncomfortable.

"Tell me what I want to know and I swear I will never ask anything about your relationship with my daughter even if I find you naked in bed together, as long as it's not my bed," Joyce promised.

"The world is older than you know," Xander quickly began.

Typing By: Abyssal Angel