Disclaimer: I do not own them.
Rating: same as show. viewing is not recommended for young children.
Author's Note: This is going to be part of an as yet untitled series starting with "Meeting Dad"

Buffy breathed heavily through the pain. She couldn't think straight. That could have been a side effect of the drugs the nice doctors gave her to take away her pain. Drugs are good. Everyone should just say yes instead of that pesky no.

"OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Another contraction, another scream from her as the pain hit and an echoing scream from Angel for losing the feeling of his hand as she beared down.

"I'm sorry, my Angel. I can sew your hand back together after this baby comes out. I do know how to sew right?"

Angel just looked at her as though she was crazy and knew that it was the drugs talking. Buffy had been in labor for 17 hours now and didn't want to have a c-section unless the baby wouldn't come when hour 24 rolled around.

"A few more good pushes, Ms. Summers, and your baby will be free." Buffy laid back against the bed and waited for the next contraction. She looked up and smiled at Angel.

"You have two choices, Angel. Either buy a lifetime's supply of condoms or prepare to sleep in another bedroom because I AM NEVER GOING THROUGH THIS PAIN AGAIN, GOT IT?"

Angel gulped and the nurse smiled at him.

"Don't worry, Mister O'Connor, most women say something to that extent at this point. They are just more dicreet about it though." Angel gave a little laugh.

"When Buffy gets a surgery and they give her the anasthesia, she turns into the most blunt person I know. And believe me, I know my share of blunt people."

The two shared a laugh.

"One more push and your baby will be born!"

Angel gave Buffy his good hand and she pushed with all her might.

Soon, there was a shrill cry of a baby and Buffy began to sob with happiness. Angel sobbed right along with her.

"Congradulations, you have a healthy baby boy."

The doctor and nurses wrapped him in a pale blue blanket and handed him to his new parents. Buffy held her son in her arms. As she did so, he opened his eyes. They were of a dark brown, just like his father.

"Angel! He has your eyes!" Buffy looked at the small clump of hair atop the newborn's head. "And your hair."

"But he has your dark skin color. And your nose. What do you want to name him?"

Buffy looked up at Angel.

"Liam Angelus O'Connor the third."

Angel began to sob again.

"Thank you, Buffy. Thank you."

more coming on the series.

Go to the next story Late Nights

Send feedback to Katie D.

Back to the Fanfiction Archive