SUMMARY: Angel brings Buffy news about the baby.
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DISCLAIMER: Not owned by me. Joss and WB.
RATING: G
NOTE: For my stories Spike is two hundred years old and Angelus' childe. Thanks to Ryan for being my beta reader.
"Well I was hoping you'd be home in time to help me pick a name. I was thinking about naming him after you. What do you think?"
"Buffy, you can't be serious. Do you have any idea how bad the other kids will tease him with a name like Angel?" He look at her hoping she would see the truth in his words.
"Well, I guess you're right, but what do you want to name him? I was hoping to name him after you." Buffy liked the idea of naming him after Angel but knew he was right. She didn't want her son being teased by the other kids.
"Well I do have a few ideas. He's so small we could call him Pól." Angel waited for her answer as he thought of another name.
"Paul, I so don't think so. I dated a Paul once and he was a jerk." Buffy said.
"Not Paul, Pól, it's pronounced pole, and like I said it means 'small'." Angel patiently explained.
"Oh, well that's different. It's not too bad, lets put that on the list."
"What list? I thought you said you hadn't given it much thought."
"Just an expression. What else do you like?"
"Well there's Eoin or Sean, they both mean 'God's Gracious Gift' and then there's Dillon it means 'Freedom' . Do you like any of those?" Angel didn't want the responsibly of giving his son a name that may not fit him. When he grew up it was the mother's job to do things like that. The fathers didn't usually take part in the child's life until he was older. He didn't want that, but he was scared. He had a terrible relationship with his own father and now it was his turn. He promised himself he would do better.
Buffy looked thoughtful for a moment then brightened. "Sean like Sean Connery? Mom thinks he's still kinda hot even for an old guy." At the thought of her mother Buffy's face fell.
Angel knew he had to take her mind off of her mother. "Hey what about me? I'm an old guy, which one of us do you think is hotter?"
"Oh there's no contest. You're definitely hotter." She gave him a mischievous smile.
"Well thank you very much. I'm glad you think your husband is hotter." He knew she was playing with him.
"Angel, want to hold your son?" Buffy knew she was hogging their son.
"If you want me to take him, I'd love to hold him." Angel reached out and took their son.
Buffy scooted over and allowed him to snuggle next to her on the bed. Once Angel had his son safely settled in the crook of his arm he slipped the other one around Buffy. All three drifted off to sleep and that was how the nurse found them when she came to collect the baby.
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