First and last

"Ok. Before I forget. I wish that I can't get Cordelia pregnant." Xander looked from Cordelia to Anya.

Anya did the I Dream of Jeannie head bob and blink to grant the wish.

Cordelia poked him, "I wish that Xander couldn't get any woman pregnant. And that he can get me pregnant only when I'm in my thirties."

Anya grinned and did the head bob and blink.

Xander leaned in towards her. "You sure?"

Cordelia slowly nodded her head. "Not now. But... eventually I want a little Xander."

"Or a little Cordelia." He added.

"Please, another me? Too much effort." Cordelia snorted.

"So at least ten years of carefree sex." Xander stopped and thought for a second. He clicked his tongue and shook his head. "I wish that we were immune to any s.t.d. or infection, injury or anything negative that can occur due to sex."

Cordelia patted Xander affectionately. "Good catch."

Xander looked at her in concern, "Am I forgetting anything? About sex?"

Cordelia scrunched up her face in mock thought before acually jolting in surprise. "Oh. Yes! I wish Xander had nice, sweet tasting cum like the guys who eat a lot of pineapple and fruit."

"Nice." Anya did the head bob and blink.

"That's a thing?" Xander asked. "I thought that was an urban myth."

Cordelia held up a hand and waggled it up and down. "Ennh. A little. Its a whole... dietary type thing."

"Huh." Xander pursed his lips, "Knowing is half the battle."

After a moment of silence Anya asked, "Is there any other wishes I can grant you, My Master?"

Rolling his eyes Xander asked, "So what if i were to inherit a billion dollar fortune when I turn 18?"

"Why wait a month? Why not now? Why not be born with it?" Cordelia replied.

"If I came from money like my cousin Rigby I'd be a douche like my cousin Rigby. I am who I am and I dont want to change me on accident." Xander grimaced, "If I inherit it now it won't change me. Well... not too much. But it might be suspicious if I'm talking about wishes one day and then the next have money coming out of my ass."

Cordelia hugged him. "I'll love you poor and I'll love you rich."

"Billionaire isn't too goofy is it? Should I say Millionaire?" Xander asked.

"Its a wish. Why not go bigger? Why not shoot the moon?" Cordelia shrugged her shoulders.

"Point." Xander looked to Anya, "I wish that I'm set to inherit a billion dollar fortune when I turn 18."

"Yes, My Master." Anya smiled wise as she granted the wish.

XxX

Lilah Morgan entered Holland Manners' office and she did so with slight trepidation. She wasn't aware of any reason for a meeting. Or of any mistake she might have made. But she wasn't ruling out the idea of being a sacrificial lamb for a special project to succeed.

"Lilah, please, take a seat." Holland waved to a chair before his desk.

"Sir." Lilah took the seat and after composing herself she met Holland's eyes.

"Are you familiar with the name D'Hoffryn?"

Lilah took a second and went through her memory. "It is a name I know but I don't know why I know it."

"Demon Lord of Arashmaharr. Lord of the Vengeance Demons." Holland paused, "Sorry, Justice Demons. They are attempting a rebranding."

"That..." Lilah chose her words carefully, "Branding is important."

"It is." Holland then gestured to the single file on his desk. "Care to guess?"

"No thank you." Lilah shook her head. "If you would proceed."

Holland slid the file towards her and then leaned back in his chair. "Would you like me to summarize?"

"Please." Lilah leaned forward and grabbed the file, setting it down in her lap.

"D'Hoffryn has as of today become a client of the special project division. And he specifically asked for you to handle this."

Lilah wasn't sure if it was best to be proud or worried. To be known to a demon lord either meant she was very good at her job or she was on someone's shit list.

"And the job is?" She asked.

"You will be the executor of a billion dollar inheritance that D'Hoffryn has set up. You will be sheparding our young beneficiary on the ins and outs of what D'Hoffryn has set up for him."

"I see." Lilah gave the file in her lap a quick glance.

"The job does come with a change of venue, as it were." Holland said conciliatorially.

"Sir?" Lilah asked.

"Our beneficiary resides in Sunnydale."

Lilah took a second to place the name. "The Hellmouth."

Holland inclined his head. "The Senior Partners feel that it would behoove us to have an operative on the Hellmouth. Not only would you be guiding the beneficiary of the inheritance you would also be opening a... branch office, as it were. Helping the locals with their legal woes."

Lilah nodded her head. She didnt necessarily like the idea of a **** move but doing a special project at the behest of the Senior Partners, themselves? That was moving up in the world. "I see."

"You have a month to find a house and office in Sunnydale. Both will be paid for by the Senior Partners. Don't break the bank but don't be cheap either, your choices will reflect on Wolfram and Hart. Moving and decorating the home comes out of your own pocket. The office will have our decorator oversee the aesthetic."

"My clients?" Lilah asked.

"Some will be reassigned. But those that demand you will remain your clients." Holland waved it off. "As of today your main focus should be on your new beneficiary, one Alexander Harris."