Pairing: Willow & Angel & Spike
Rating: PG ? ( I`m not good at this )
Disclaimer: They`re not Mine , coz if, they would talk german !
Distribution: my site wacky witch willow (http://mitglied.lycos.de/purewicca/allthingswic.htm ) others please tell me.
Summary: Willow needs to tell them something
Author's Note1: I do not really know what this will be…I don`t know If I should write more…
Author`s Note2 : Thanks for helping, sweet Mel.
Feedback: I will not beg…I`m a strong person… I don`t need to beg…..ok I do …pretty pleaseee !
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~Part: 1~
Willow was standing in the middle of the living room in Angel's and Spike's house.
Nothing had changed since she'd last seen it. Not the room and not the two vampires.
“Do I smell pancakes?” she asked. Angel and Spike stared at her in confusion.
”Could I smell pancakes?“ Willow asked impatiently.
"Oh!" Now Angel understood what she wanted. “Lets go into the kitchen and I'll make you some.“
As the three went into the kitchen, Willow let herself drift back to six months earlier. Who would have thought that she would have an affair with two vampires. Two master vampires, to be exact. And two special ones; one with a soul and the other with a chip in his head.
But it had happened. She had come to LA to anchor Angel's soul so Angelus would never again be a threat to the world. That had gone well. But, instead of leaving the two vampires who had finally found happines together, she had remained in LA, never thinking about going back to Sunnydale.
Soon they found a way into her heart, and she into their bed. She blushed as she thought about all the things they had done in that bed, or in the kitchen, on the stairs and throughout the rest of the house. How she missed their late afternoons in bed, cuddled between two cold bodies.
After two months of lovemaking she had left them, scared of the feelings she had and the possibility that they did not feel the same way. She was afraid that she was only a little diversion for them.
She ran as far as she could, only to find out four weeks later that she was pregnant. But how was this possible, she wondered, vampires could not have children. Or could they?
It had to be from one of the two, but which? She and the baby needed them. Willow put her hand on her curved belly, the babies needed them. Since the day she realized that she was pregnant, there was this feeling that it was not only one baby. Where this feeling came from, she did not know.
Twenty minutes later Willow was sitting at the kitchen table with a plateful of pancakes in front of her, a fork in one hand and a bottle of hot sauce in the other. The vampires watched as Willow drowned every bit of pancake in hot sauce before she put it into her mouth. When she had finished, Willow let out a small sigh and smiled.
Angel made his move. ”Willow, don`t get me wrong, but why do you have two heartbeats?“ Spike and Angel exchanged a look. They were both still hurt and the fact that Willow was pregnant didn`t help. She had left them in the middle of the day without a word, not giving them a chance to learn what went wrong. And now she was here sitting at the kitchen table, unmistakably pregnant. Their emotions were in overdrive.
“You're wrong,” Willow said as she looked at her nails.
“Pet, I can tell you that he's not. You're pregnant. Whose kid is it? Is he the reason you left us?” Spike was still furious. For the first time in all his years he had been happy and one of the reasons that he was this happy had left him, like Angelus and Dru had. And now she was here, and all he could think of was holding her forever and never letting her go. If this meant changing diapers, it would be fine with him. He had always loved babies and knew that Angel did, also.
“You're both wrong. I don`t have two heartbeats. I have three,” she took a quick look at them, only to see the shock written on their faces.
“Who is it, Willow? Is Spike right? Is this man the reason you left us?” Angel tried to calm things down a bit, but without success. Spike jumped up and reached for her hand, ”Tell me who did this to you, luv. I will find him and he will pay.”
Willow giggled, which earned her a look from both vampires. She became serious,” I don`t know who the father is.” When she realized what she had said, she added, “It could be you, Spike, or you, Angel.”
“Red, this is not funny. Vampires can`t have babies,” Spike said.
“I know that. But I`m now in my sixth month, and if I count correctly, it happend during the second week we were…mm.. together,” she pulled her hair back in a ponytail. ”I think you two know that there was no other man.”
“We would have smelled him on her, Spike,” Angel said.
“I know that, Peaches. But it`s impossible.” Spike was confused. He was too afraid to believe that there was a possibility that a woman, no not a woman, their woman, that their Red would deliver his or his other lovers' child.
“Now what?” she asked, not happy with the way they reacted. They both looked like they would faint any minute.
Spike and Angel looked at each other, and then said, “Lorne.”
An hour later Willow finished her song on the stage of Caritas. They had actually dragged her there. She walked back to where the vampires and the green karaoke demon waited for her.
“Sit down, honey. You have to rest as much as possible,” Lorne said to her, smiling.
Spike couldn't wait any longer, “Who is it?”
Lorne ignored both him and Angel; he only had eyes for the little redhead.
“My little honey bee, I think you know that there are two babies?” he asked as he took her small hand in his. ”The crazy thing about it is that, not only will they have a witch as a mother, but a special witch. This happened because you have so much power that you are no longer a normal mortal, no..ah.. the boys, have I told you that you will have two boys?”
“Boys. Two sweet little boys. Are they healthy?” Willow got the expression that only a pregnant woman could get on her face as she touched her belly.
“Yes, two fine, healthy boys.” Lorne cried out as Angel kicked him under the table.
“Ah, yes, you want to know who the father is?” Lorne loved to tease the vampires.
“We have a boy with the red hair of his mother and the blue eyes of his father,” he looked at Spike, ”and we have a boy with the green eyes of his mother and the dark hair of his father. And not to forget, they are not vampires, but not totally human, either.” Lorne was happy with himself as he pressed Willow's hand.
“You mean, one boy is from Spike and one from Angel? They are both the father?” Willow asked before she fainted. Angel and Spike both caught her. Angel let Spike take her in his arms, and sent him to the car with a short nod.
As soon as Spike left the bar Angel turned towards Lorne.
“Lorne tell me, why did she leave us?” Angel was afraid that the answer would be that she did not love them.
“You two vampires are long enough on this planet to know that women do such things if they think they are not needed or loved.” Lorne stared into his drink, letting Angel digest this information.
“But we need her and we do love her,” Angel was confused.
“Have you told her?”
Now everything was clear to Angel. The two had never spoken out loud what they felt for the little witch and she had thought that she was not important to them. And now she was pregnant with his and Spike's children.
It was the pure insanity; two vampires, a witch and two boys.
He loved it.
No word was spoken on the drive home. Willow was fast asleep, her body taking it's due. The pregnancy and the excitement had exhausted her.
As soon as they arrived home, Angel and Spike laid her upon the bed. Upon their bed where she belonged, and in the opinion of the two vampires, should never abandon again.
“Why did she leave us?” Spike whispered as he stroked Willow's cheek.
“We never told her that we love her, how important she is to both of us…it`s all our fault.”
Angel locked eyes with Spike and a single red tear rolled down his face.
“Then we have to do it now. We must. What would our sons think of us if we are too stupid to make their mother happy. Our sons…… that sounds nice,” Spike said as he undressed.
“Spike, this is crazy. I still can't believe it. We will have children with this wonderful woman. And, yes, it sounds nice.” Angel and Spike lay down on either side of Willow and cuddled her between them.
“Angel, what did Lorne mean by saying that Willow is no longer a mortal?” Spike murmered while drinking in the smell of Willow.
Angel's head shot up, ”I forgot about that completely. Stay here. I think I know a way to find out more.” He leaned over and kissed Willow on the forhead, then pressed a hard kiss on Spike's lips, grabbed his clothes and left.
Angel walked through the light into the white marble chamber. The two wellknown glittery figures were directly in front of him.
“Come before us, warrior,” the male oracle said.
“What have you brought us?” the woman asked as she held out her hand. Angel showed her the twinkies and they floated to her.
She unwrapped one immediately and pushed it into her mouth.
“Well?” the male asked.
“What happened to Willow?” Angel looked directly at the blue man. He liked the women better and would normally talk to her, but she was eating the second twinkie.
“She is chosen to be the mother of the future,” the woman said, still chewing.
“She is no longer mortal. She will be the mother of the future. The bond between you, warrior, and your two mates has been formed. It will make her immortal and the circle will close. Her magic will increase and together you will accept all challenges. But if the bond shall end, the living flame will die while bearing the future.”
The woman and man walked away from him, but not without a last word from the woman, “Next time, bring more.“
Then she lifted her hand and Angel was flying backwards out of the arch to land on his back under the postoffice.
He still didn`t understand this, but the only thing he could think of at that moment was going back home and laying in bed with the two people he loved more than anything.
But he had to find out what was going to happen. The chance of losing Willow made him jump to his feet.
~Part: 2~
Willow awoke cuddled between two cold bodies. She needed a few seconds to grasp that this was not one of the many dreams she'd been having over the last few months.
It was always the same dream.
She was laying in the bed with the two men she loved and then everything disappeared.
But this time, it was real and she was back. Back in their lives.
She could have stayed in this bed forever, but the children pressed on parts of her body that made it really important to go to the bathroom.
Slowly she slipped out of the bed, then walked barefoot into the large bathroom.
Two pair of concerned eyes watched her go.
“Spike, this is really important. I talked to the oracles and they told me that we need to bring Willow back into our relationship!” Angel said, still looking at the bathroom door.
“Mate, be honest, it's such a Powers That Be thing! All I want to know is, how bad is it?” worry was clearly written on his face.
He was afraid of what Angel had found out. But to hell with it! There was no way that he would lose everything he had just found again.
“We will lose her and the children if we can`t bring our relationship to a higher level,” Spike was now in need of a cigarette, but he knew that Willow would kill him if she found out that he had smoked in the bedroom.
“Bloody hell, Peaches, talk to me in normal terms! You know that I hate it when you do that,” he slapped Angel on the head only to get a smack back.
“There is a bonding thing we three have, it started months ago, now, if its broken, Willow will die during the birth!” If Spike could be rendered unconscious, this would be the moment for it.
**
Willow didn't want to immediately go back into the bedroom again. She needed a little time for herself, to collect her thoughts.
“There is nothing better than a nice, hot bath," she murmured to herself.
She let the hot water run. She loved this big bathtub, but she didn't want to think about all the things, or people, that could easy fit into it.
A little surprised, she found all her belongings still standing on the counter. The Washcloth with the little hearts on it and even her jasmine bath salt.
Smiling she added a large portion of it to the water.
Then she undressed. She loved to look at her naked body. Not long ago she would never have admitted that she loved her body, but now everything had changed.
There was the wonderful curvature of her belly, the now full and heavy breasts, but the most fascinating thing for her was that her nipples were now a much darker color.
With a last look in the mirror she turned and let herself slip into the tub and her body immediately relaxed.
**
“Can you smell the jasmine? I missed that smell,” Angel said.
“Bloody hell, I miss being with her in that tub,” was the answer from a smoking Spike who was standing at the open window.
“Spike, what do we do if she no longer wants to share the room with us? Yesterday she had no chance to say anything about it, but today…”
“Mate, she is our woman and she will sleep in the same bed as we do. There will be no discusion about it! When do you think the Watcher will find something out?…What is the chit doing in there?” Spike asked as he heard splashing water and then a loud bang.
Both vampires ran immediately into the bathroom, afraid that something had happened to Willow.
She sat naked on the floor and she was furious. Willow had thought about calling them for help, afraid that she might fall on the way out of the bathtub. But her pride had won, and now she had a sprained ankle.
That`s how they found her, naked on the bathroom floor, with an ankle that had already started to swell up, and about to cry.
“I think I've sprained my ankle,” Willow said, rubbing her leg.
But the two vampires could not hear her and there was no longer enough blood it their brains to understand what she said.
There was all this naked flesh that both had missed so much, not to mention, the changes to her body. They agreed that Willow was a wonderful woman and unbelievably sexy. But pregnant with their children, she was breathtaking.
Willow had enough of their staring. She was cold, wet and in pain, so she did the only thing she could in her emotional state of mind. She began crying, loud and heart-rending.
This brought the immediate attention of both men back to her.
After they had convinced themselves that she was not hurt worse than the sprained ankle, they brought Willow back into the bedroom.
While Angel dried her and put something on her, Spike fetched a bag of ice for her ankle.
But Willow, now that she had started, could not stop crying. All the worry about the babies and her relationship with the vampires flowed from her. She could`t stop, even if she wanted to.
Because the two had already attempted every other thing they could think of, they did the only thing that occured to them now. They laid down beside her and whispered calming words into her ears, until Willow had fallen asleep.
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“Bloody hell, I never thought that it would be that painful to be pregnant!" Spike said as he sat in the armchair lighting a cigarette.
“I know. The last two weeks have been terrible. Either she cries or she is furious,” Angel was near a break down.
They had a little time for themselves since Delia had almost dragged Willow out to buy clothes.
Spike threw a look at Angel, ”How long do you think we have?”
“Why do you ask?” Angel was a little confused, still lost in thoughts about Willow and finding a way to make her feel better.
“Coz I could imagine a few things….” Spike murmured as he got onto his hands and knees and crawled toward Angel.
Angel knew what he meant by this. He himself was in the mood for a little action.
Spike took his time. He opened Angel's trousers as he licked his lips.
Angel couldn't suppress a moan. It had been too long.
Since Willow was back in their lives they had not made love, too afraid that a move in this direction would frighten her off.
But only for this moment he had no thoughts of her.
Spike ripped Angel's shirt open and he felt the cold wetness of Spike's mouth on his smooth, hairless chest, licking the nipples, nipping them lightly with his teeth. Spike's tongue then traced a line down Angel's body. After a brief stop at his navel he continued on his path towards the most sensitive of regions.
Angel gasped as Spike kissed the tip of his dick, then he closed his eyes and allowed the sensations to flow over him as his childe, no, his mate, took his full member into his mouth.
Spike had always been a master of cock-sucking, his tongue working marvels which drove Angel into fits of ecstasy.
Spike now took the hard cock deep into his throat, pulling on Angel's buttocks and pushing his face deep into the dark brown pubic hair.
He could feel the change, a tightening, the flesh drawing in to enclose the large, heavy balls, and he knew Angel's climax was near.
He worked harder, drawing the long shaft of his lover's prick almost out if his mouth completely, then closing down on it quickly, tickling the thickly-veined underside with his tongue.
Angel was now in full vampmode, growling, until, with a groan that the whole of L.A. must have heard, he came.
Spunk, thick and cold and dead, began to spurt from the head of his dick, filling Spike's mouth and sliding down the back of his throat in a river of cum. Angel grabbed Spike's hair and rammed his cock into his mouth with force. And then the climax was over.
At exactly this moment the door opened and Willow and Cordelia entered the hall with their arms full of shopping bags.
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