The smell of fresh pancakes woke Buffy up the next morning. ‘Mum never cooks,’ she thought. After she went to the bathroom she stumbled down the stairs in her sleepiness. There was a sexy male voice coming from the kitchen. Wait a minute, since when was Spike’s voice sexy?

“Twenty, twenty, twenty four hours agoooo, I wanna be sedated!” he sang happily. Buffy smiled as she watched unnoticed from the kitchen entrance. Spike looked up as he flipped on of the pancakes in the air. “’ello luv. Sleep well?” he asked.

“Um, yeah,” answered Buffy a bit miffed. “Are you okay Spike? You seemed a bit, well, broody last night.”

“I’m good. Dreamt about how being human can change everything last night.”

“Really?” she questioned. “About…?”

“That’s for my mind only,” he winked at her. “I found a loft in the down town area of town. I am moving in tomorrow.” Truth be told he had a rather, er, erotic dream about Buffy last night.

Buffy was taken aback. “Oh, I see.”

Spike frowned. “You seem disappointed pet. Going t’ miss old Spikey are you?” She just played with the pancakes on her plate. “Don’t worry, you’re welcome to visit anytime.”

Buffy finally came to her senses. “Miss you Spike? I don’t think so.”

He laughed. “Whatever you say.”

They ate their breakfast together in silence thinking about the past couple of months…

“So Oz and I- Buffy are you listening?” Willow asked. She and Buffy were sitting on a sunny covered bench in the middle of the High School courtyard.

“Yup, sounds great Will,” Buffy said staring off into space.

“I jumped Xander last night!” Willow squeaked.

“Cool- wait you WHAT?”

“See you weren’t paying attention. Buffy, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Buffy replied hurriedly.

“What are you thinking about? Come on Buff you can tell me,” urged Willow.

“Just... no, it’s nothing,” Buffy stuttered.

“Buffy,” Willow said sternly with her resolve face on.

“IthinkImissspike,” Buffy replied as quickly as possible.

“You, oh,” Willows face went into comprehension mode. “Don’t worry Buffy that’s completely ok. I understand that you’d miss him. I mean if I were you, I’d want to jump him too.”

Buffy jumped up from her seat, “I so don’t want to jump Spike!”

“Yes, you do. It’s completely normal to want him to be with you when you are having his child.”

“Willow I do not,” Buffy started to explain. The bell rang.

“Look Buffy I have to go. Call me when you can,” Willow told Buffy as she walked off leaving Buffy sitting on the bench puzzled.

Buffy walked through the cemetery that night hopping from foot to foot. She was so horny she couldn’t stand still, or sleep for that matter. She was already in the beginning of her second trimester. She had staked several vampires and was currently pursuing another. ‘Now I understand how the whole slaying makes you hot and horny thing,’ Buffy thought. She leapt from her hiding space and was in her staking mode when the vamp turned to dust before her very eyes. She suddenly stood face to face with a platinum blond vampire.

“Spike!” she exclaimed. “Spiiiike,” she put her hand on his chest firmly pushing him back into the wall of a monument.

“What, are you keeping tabs on me? Going to give me a hard time for trying to help you? You know I really hate you Summers,” Spike joked. Buffy didn’t laugh. In act she didn’t hear what he said at all. She was to too busy looking at his delicious... no not delicious... evil body. Buffy jumped into Spike’s arms and straddled him as best she could while he was standing.

“I could have anyone,” she started. “Even you, Spike. I could ride you at a gallop until your legs buckled and your eyes rolled up. I've got muscles you've never even dreamed of. I could squeeze you until you popped like warm champagne, and you'd beg me to hurt you just a little bit more and you know why I don't? Because its’ wrong." She gave him one last look at her heaving breasts before running off into the night.

“What the bloody hell was that about,” Spike asked himself as he watched her. “Is it me or is she getting a little round?”

~Thoughts~

The original four of the Scoobies sat in the library trying to figure out how to stop the mayor’s ascension, but so far none of them had had any luck.

“Well at least we have Faith undercover with him,” Willow chirped.

“Yeah, but will it leave us enough time?” asked Xander. They all looked at him. “All I’m saying is that what if Faith finds out how to stop him and she doesn’t have a chance to tell us? All we know is that this thing is going down at Graduation, we need a backup plan.”

”He’s right,” confirmed Giles. “We do need a plan and we already know that Buffy won’t be able to fight with us.”

“What?” asked Buffy looking up from her book, “Yes I will.”

“No you won’t,” Willow told her. “Graduation is in two months. You are four months along already, by that time you will be six months along. It’s too risky to have you fighting.”

Buffy started to protest but Giles interrupted. “It’s ok Buffy. We have Faith and Spike. You can still help just not in the battle.”

“Speaking of Spike,” Xander interjected, “Have you told him about the baby yet?”

“Um- uh uh,” Buffy cringed. “No.”

“You haven’t told him!?” Willow said. “He has a right to know.”

“As much as I dislike Spike Will does have a point Buff,” Xander added. “If I were going to be a dad I’d be hurt if the mother didn’t tell me.”

“I know, I’ll tell him soon,” Buffy relented.

“Good,” concluded Giles. “I imagine he’d be very upset if he found out from anybody but you.”

“Then it’s settled,” Willow said.

********************

“Another day on the job,” Buffy told herself as she staked the third vamp of the night. She liked patrolling these days. It gave her time to think about the aspects of her life, more importantly, the baby. She felt her vamp sense going of and turned around ready to strike when she found herself nose to nose with Spike.

“Spike,” she yelped unintentionally.

Spike held his hands up in surrender. “Woah, didn’t think I annoyed you that much already,” he told her, smiling.

“What are you doing?” she snapped at him.

“Well I was going to help you but since you seem to resent me so much maybe I’ll just go home.”

“Why would you want to help me? You’re a vamp human hybrid freak. You are supposed to try to kill me. You’re a vamp human hybrid freak.”

Spike’s face flickered with hurt. “Well yeah, I wanted to help you. I do have a soul know you know.”

“And that makes you the champion of the people?”

“No, I guess that I was mistaken when I thought you’d want some company.” Spike started to walk off. Buffy was fuming. She’d been cranky all day from worry that she might get hurt when he found out about the little one. He was just beginning to grow on her; she didn’t want him to leave her. Buffy could feel his hurt emotions just as he could feel her emotions of fear.

Despite her feelings she yelled after him, “So you’re just going to walk away? Poor Spikey. Can’t be a human, can’t be a vamp. Where the hell do you fit in?”

“You want to dance Slayer?”

Buffy would have taken up the offer, but she knew better. Spike was a good fighter and even though they wouldn’t go to the death things would still get nasty. Buffy didn’t want to get herself and the baby to get hurt so she started to walk away.

“What’s your soddin’ problem?” Spike yelled after her. “The other night you were all over me like a bitch in heat and now you’re suddenly the ice queen?”

Buffy stopped walking and turned around. “You really don’t know anything about me do you?”

“I know you sulk over Peaches every day. I know you can’t keep a boyfriend, I mean look at you and Scott. Hell, you can’t keep anyone around you for too long can you?”

The next thing he felt was her fist connecting with his face.

“Oh, I hit a weak spot, did I?” Spike taunted. “You know slayer you really should speak to someone about your aggression problem.”

“Spike!” Buffy warned.

“Yeah, I guess if I were a slayer I’d have that problem as well. How does it feel being alone?”

Buffy ignored him, as she turned around. Spike stood where she had left him. He had blood dripping from his nose. ‘Well,’ he though, ‘I really fucked up this time.’ He slammed his fist into a tree. “Ow.”

Buffy walked home in silence trying to turn all of the thoughts in her head away. She walked in quietly in case her mother was asleep.

“Hi honey,” Joyce greeted. Buffy jumped. “How was patrol?”

“Good,” Buffy replied as she started up the stairs.

“Oh, Willow called, she said it was important.”

“I got it mom.”

Buffy went up to her room and punched Willow’s number into the phone.

“Hi, Rosenberg residence.”

“Hey Will.”

“Buffy! I have great news. While you were on patrol we stopped the mayor.”

Buffy’s eyes widened in surprise. “Really? How?”

“Faith let us know the mayor was expecting a delivery essential for the ascension.

We took Angel with us and went to get the box. Then they brought it back to the library and I did a destruction spell that got rid of the box. Isn’t that great?”

“That sounds great. You guys sound like you had a good time. I’m really tired though, I think I’m going to turn in.”

“Okay, see you tomorrow.”

They both hung up.

‘Great,’ thought Buffy. ‘Even they don’t need me anymore.’ She put her pj’s on and turned off the light. That’s when the tears started coming. Spike’s remarks had hit close to home. Buffy tossed and turned for about five minutes and looked over at her It was 11:30, she moaned in frustration. Outside she heard a rustling in her tree.

“What do you want Spike?” she asked pointedly while wearing a furrowed brow.

“I guess I do deserve the cold shoulder,” Spike mumbled. She frowned deeper.

“Right I’ll just go now then.” He turned to hop down from his post.

“No wait,” Buffy called softly. He stopped and looked at her with hopeful eyes. She burst into tears. Spike entered her room and went to her bed. He took her in his arms and slowly rocked her back and forth.

“Shh, luv’s alright. I am such a git. I messed up please forgive me.”

Between her small sobs Buffy managed to get out, “Don’t leave me, please.”

“Slayer, I won’t leave you. I can’t as a matter of fact, remember the prophecy?”

“It’s not just you they… stopped the mayor without me. They don’t need me anymore now that they have Faith and Angel is back. They’re going to forget about me, I know it. Scott said I was too distant, Angel didn’t leave me per say, but he couldn’t stand being around me. He’s going to L.A. soon to ‘start a new life.’ Probably with Faith.”

“The Scoobies? Luv, they will never forget about you. They love you and you have your mum. ‘You get the hell away from my daughter,’ Spike laughed. “And Angel. Wait why do you care about Angel? I mean I know he was your first love, but his new ultra broodiness, I mean does that really turn you on?”

“But Faith is talking my place,” she hiccupped as her tears dried to her face.

“She is not going to be you in the end Slayer. You are the first original chosen. When it comes down to Faith she really doesn’t have very much. You should try to help her not be mad because she’s just trying to be accepted. Bloody ‘ell, did I really just say that?”

“I think your soul is affecting your Spike talk,” Buffy laughed. He smiled down at her.

She yawned, “I am so glad tomorrow is Friday. I have nothing to do over the weekend.”

“Nothing?” asked Spike slyly.

“Yuppers,” she replied, looking at him. “What?”

“You can come to my house. I’ll bake you a cake. How’s that sound?”

”Adventurous. Do you want to help me train? I used to train with Angel but I feel like training with you. You’ll actually fight me and not just stand there.”

“Sure, luv,” he chuckled. “I will not under any circumstances be mistaken as an Angel replacement though.”

“Deal,” she agreed.

He got up and turned to go out the window. “Oh, and Spike?” she said. “Thank you.”

~Cuddles~

That Saturday Buffy walked to Spike’s loft. She looked at the address he had given her on an old piece of parchment. It was mid afternoon and the town was relatively quiet. “538 Doom Street,” Buffy read out loud. She giggled at the name, and quickly sobered. This weekend she was going to tell Spike one way or another about the baby. If he was angry she would be doomed. She looked at Spike’s building; it was medium size with about five lofts in it. He rented one out. Buffy didn’t know how he got money to pay for it. She walked up two flights a stairs when she came to his door. From inside she could hear Spike humming along to a tune. She smiled as she raised her knock on the door. As her hand was about to hit the wood the door opened.

“Hey! How did you know I was here?” she asked.

“I can feel you, remember?” answered Spike. Buffy blushed, she secretly wanted him to ‘feel’ her. “Come on in, luv. You can set your bag upstairs if you’d like.”

“You’re not going to show me around first?” Buffy said, disappointed.

“I suppose I could do that,” Spike smirked. “So you can know where I sleep so you can jump my sexy bones?”

Buffy’s eyes widened, ‘How did he know what I was thinking? Ugh! This is wrong. Damn those hormones.’

At the same time ‘Where the hell did that come from?’ was in Spike’s head.

“So um…” Buffy started, “What would you like do?”

“I have centuries to do things, it’s up to you,” Spike answered.

She didn’t know what she wanted to do. Honestly she had come just so she could be near him. It gave her comfort. He gave her comfort. Her instinct told her that her one and only comfort zone would be in his arms.

She suddenly looked up at him deviously. “Driving lessons,” she said.

*********************

“Turn left! Turn left! Left not right,” Spike shouted as Buffy tried to make a turn at an intersection. The car came to a halt as two blond heads went “thump” on the car hood.

“Did I do ok?” Buffy asked meekly.

“I am never letting you drive again,” Spike gasped. He feared for his life. Or his undead life. Buffy pouted.

“I wasn’t that bad!”

“Luv, you almost hit an old lady that was crossing the street!”

“She was j-walking.”

“Ok, how about we do something less eventful.”

“Like…” prompted Buffy.

Spike looked as his watch. It was already five o’clock.

“Why don’t we order something to eat and watch a movie?”

“As long as you don’t fall asleep this time,” Buffy chided as she got out of the car.

“I did not fall asleep.”

“Did too!”

“Did not!”

“Did too.”

“Did not.”

“Did too!”

“Did- oh bloody hell. I closed my eyes for a minute it’s not a soddin’ crime.” Truth be told, he hadn’t been asleep. He enjoyed the feeling of being beside her and wanted that night to last forever.

***********************

They sat on the couch with their legs on the coffee table. Buffy sighed in contentment. She hadn’t relaxed like this in ages.

“Good rice,” she said.

“Ummm,” Spike purred sexily.

Buffy was quite aroused by this small act. She didn’t know why. Maybe it was because Spike was sans a shirt or just his voice. Her nipples started to harden and her heart raced. She tried hard to concentrate on the ending of the movie they had been watching. She had no idea what was going on. She and Spike had been talking and throwing food at each other. Now, they sat in silence. The credits flashed on the screen. Buffy yawned. She looked over at Spike.

“You didn’t fall asleep this time,” She concluded.

“Yea but I reckon I should go to bed before I do fall asleep.”

“It’s early.”

“Well Buffy generally normal people go to bed at night.”

“But you are not a normal p-,” she stopped. “Sorry.”

“It’s alright, pet,” he said. “I can handle my daily dose of the truth.” Buffy still felt badly. His chest muscles rippled once more and again her thoughts flew out of her head. She jumped up.

“Ok,” she exclaimed, “Why don’t you head on up and I’ll get some blankets.”

“What?” he asked, “No, Buffy you take the bed. I’ll sleep here.”

“No, it’s your house. I don’t mind really.”

”You can sleep in my bed!”

“No!”

“Yes!”

“No!”

“I’m going to put an end to this,” Spike stated. With that he slung Buffy over his shoulder.

“Spike!” Buffy yelled. “What the f- put me down!”

“In a sec, pet.”

Buffy looked down to find herself face to face with Spike’s butt.

‘Ooo Spike’s sexy,’ she thought. ‘Butt of Spike, mmm.’ The two of them finally entered Spike’s bedroom. He set Buffy down and his plush king size bed. His room was rather large with a private bathroom. There was a royal blue carpet covering the wooden floor. On the right of his room he had a stereo and a telly. On the left side many windows made up the wall making for a good view of the stary sky at night. His bed had a royal blue velvet comforter that matched with the rug and curtains. Underneath were soft Egyptian cotton sheets. Spike plopped down beside her. They could see the stars through the skylight.

“I wonder ‘ow many starts are up there,” wondered Spike.

“There’s one for every person,” Buffy concluded. “Our own bit of heaven. Waiting for us.”

“Well, I am not going to heaven.”

“Yes you will. Did you not read the prophecy? You will be cleansed, and you can stay with me.” She pointed to a star, “You see that’s mine, and yours is right beside it.”

“What makes you think I want to stay with you?” Spike teased. Buffy didn’t say anything as she got up and grabbed her pajamas before heading into the bathroom.

When she came out she found Spike still lying in the same spot she had left him in.

“Luv-,” he started.

“Its okay, Spike,” Buffy interrupted. “Just leave it.”

Spike opened his mouth as if to say something but nothing came out. He could feel that she heart. Meanwhile Buffy tried to convince herself that she was okay and that he had just been joking. Besides why would she care if he was going to be with her?

It’s not as if she love-. ‘What if I do? What if I do love him,’ Buffy asked herself. She crawled into Spike’s bed. He stood up on the other side and headed for the door.

“Spike,” Buffy called. “Please will you- will you stay with me?”

Spike smiled a gentle smile. “Sure luv.”

He started to sit down beside her bed when she stopped him. “No. With me,” she requested gesturing to the empty place in his bed beside her.” Spike’s face flickered in a surprised manner but he complied with her wishes. He lay down beside her. Buffy put her head in the crook of his neck. She felt like she had to be close to him. It soothed her and made her feel content. The two cuddled together and drifted of to sleep.

Baby Talk

Thunder boomed outside and soon after a bolt of lightning flashed through the sky. The rain pattered on the roof, it sounded as if it were coming down in buckets. Spike awoke with his game face on. When he realized what was going on he changed to his regular face. He looked down at Buffy who was still sound asleep. Spike’s senses were alert. He could not sleep because he kept thinking about her. In the back of his head he heard her heart beat as usual. Thump, Thump, Thump, thump. He suddenly realized another sound accompanied it, a sound he had never really thought about before. A faster tumpthumpthumptump rhythm was going on as well. He tried to locate it. Maybe it was the stray cat he had taken in that was hiding under the bed. As he got closer to Buffy the noise became louder. His ear was directed towards her heart and then her belly. That was it. That was where the noise was coming from!

‘Cor,’ Spike thought. Another boom rumbled threw the sky. Buffy stirred.

“mmmm,” she yawned. She looked over to see Spike staring at her. His eyes were full of curiosity, fear, love, and maybe anger? “Spike what’s wrong?”

Spike scooted away from her immediately. He got up and started to pace the length of the bedroom. He stopped after five minutes and turned to look at her.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked.

“Tell you what?” she asked.

“I am not dumb I can put two and two together you know!”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“The baby damnit!”

“How-“

“Vampire, luv. I can hear very well, including two heart beats in my bed.”

“Oh, god.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Spike asked more softly. He sat on the bed with his head in his hands.

“You didn’t need to know. You aren’t supposed to care,” she snapped.

“I bloody well care!” he shouted. “Who did this to you? Did you take Faith’s suggestion and go out on a fucking spree all night?”

She slapped him, “You don’t know anything about this!” she told him coldly. Buffy pulled a blanket around herself and walked down the stairs. He followed her.

“Slayers aren’t supposed to have babies!” Spike shot at her.

“Oh really? Is that in the fucking handbook? Sorry didn’t get that memo. I guess that means I broke a rule. But what can I say, no, you are right Spike. Maybe I am a slut. Maybe I like selling my body to strangers.” This time he hit her.

“Don’t even joke about that!” he ordered.

“You jealous?”

“Yes if it were mine I’d want to help take care of it. I wish it were mine so you wouldn’t be carrying the child of a stranger,” he said coldly.

Buffy laughed bitterly. “So you really do think I’m a slut, huh? Well you’ve got another thing coming. It is yours Spike.” He stopped and stared at her. “That’s right, you and your stupid prophecy!”

“It can’t be mine. I am a vampire. You seem to keep forgetting about that luv” “Go ask Giles than! It’s in the prophecy. Go ask him damnit, if you won’t believe me!” Buffy screamed at him
Spike said as he sat down. “I’m not ready I can’t-“

“You don’t want it?” Buffy whimpered as the reality hit her. Spike looked at her but he was too late. She ran out the door into the storm.

Comfort

“Bloody soddin’ chit,” Spike cursed. He ran after her. She was just in sight about a block ahead of him. She ran as fast as she could, not knowing where she would end up. Both blondes were being pelted violently with raindrops. It was a cold windy night, and it was lucky that neither of them got him by lightning. Spike ran. Buffy could feel him gaining on her.

“Buffy stop!” he shouted. She kept running. Suddenly Spike got a force of new energy and he caught up with her. He gingerly tackled her taking her down so that he hit the ground. He held on to her as she started crying.

“You don’t want the baby and I can’t take care of it by myself!” she sobbed. “I should get rid of it!” She hit him with her fists while Spike started crying as well.

“Don’t even think about that luv. I love you! And our baby. Don’t you even think of gettin’ rid of it.”

“But you don’t want it and I can’t do this on my own. I need you to be with you because I love you too. I need you, always,” she cried.

“Cor, I want a baby. I was just surprise is all. I’m sorry. I love you so much.”

“No you don’t!” She started to back away from him as she stood up. “You just feel obligated. You don’t really want it and I don’t need help taking care of a baby. You’d probably be useless anyway. Do you know how hard it was keeping this secret from you?” She gestured toward her tummy. “Now I think I would have been better off if I hadn’t even said anything about it.”

By that time Spike was fuming. Did she really think that lowly of him? How could she? He loved her more than anything and a baby? A baby that they had created. He couldn’t be happier. Suddenly something inside of him snapped. Buffy found herself pinned to a tree, which was probably not the safest place to be during a thunder storm. Spike’s eyes flashed with gold yet his face did not change he still remained sans wrinkles.

“No!” he shouted over the rain that was falling rapidly around them. “I love you and any child that you carry. It doesn’t matter if it’s not mine it’s still a part of you, therefore I would love the lil’ bit as much as I love you.” He put his hand over her heart.

“You and me Buffy, we’re connected always and I’ll never let you go no matter how far you try to push me away. I will be there where ever you go looking out for you, even if you don’t want to be with me. Why do you think I came back? I needed to be near you. When I wasn’t it hurt and I was empty inside. After that night, I wish we could live it over and over again. Making love to you was the most wonderful thing I have ever done. Don’t you see? I didn’t come back because the powers wanted it; I came back out of my own free will.”

“How could I not want to be with you? But you left Spike. You left while I was trying to cope with this. How could I not resent you after you left me? You say you want to be with me but you’ left,” Buffy managed to say through tears. She collapsed and he was there to catch her. He scooped her up into his arms and started walking towards his home.

Buffy woke up startled. Her vision was blurry and she could barely make out where she was. When she tried to sit up her head started spinning. She groaned and lay back down again. She took a deep breath. The sent was familiar, Spike scent, it smelled of cologne, and a hint of tobacco. Buffy stuffed her face in his pillow trying to make his scent stay permanently in her nose. She loved him. She didn’t know how that had happened but suddenly she new in her heart that she had always loved him. Maybe even before she met him. Buffy reached down and rubbed the rump on her tummy that was staring to form. In the comfy chair beside the bed Spike stirred. He watched Buffy caress her stomach where her, no, their baby was hidden inside. His heart fluttered with pride. He sat up. Buffy looked up, startled and immediately took her hand off of her abdomen.

“Mornin’ pet,” Spike greeted as he walked over to the bed.

“It’s night,” Buffy replied looking out the window to find darkness. It was still raining as hard as before but this time there was no thunder or lightning.

“‘Suppose it is,” Spike agreed. He sat down beside her and stoked her hair in silence. Her eyes started to drift close. “’S ok luv, long night, just sleep.”

Spike awoke two hours later to a zipper being closed on a bag. He looked over to see Buffy dressed and packed. She started to walk softly out of the room.

“Where are you going,” asked Spike. Buffy stopped short.

“Home,” was all she said without turning to him. “It’s too hard for me, to be here, with you. Maybe this is something I need to do on my own.” She started to go again but Spike grabbed her arm and threw her on the bed.

“You aren’t leaving,” he told her.

“You gonna to try and stop me?” she asked coolly.

“Bloody hell!” Spike exclaimed. “I love you. You just told me not only twenty-four hours ago that you felt the same way! Now you decide to just leave me?”

“What can I say I guess I am not a long term girl.”

“I am being serious!”

“So am I. I don’t want to get hurt.”

“I just confessed my love to you and now you are saying I will hurt you? Do you even know what true love is? It’s passionate and yea sometimes people do get hurt but you have to work through it. That’s what a relationship is all about. Cor, luv, you have a baby, our baby. It’s ours we made it. We are meant to be together forever, because we love and love makes life and preserves it. Can’t you feel it?”

“I do, but I can’t ever be sure if you do. How can I know you don’t just love me because of the baby? What if I wasn’t pregnant? Would you still love me?”

“Yes, I’d love you even if you weren’t. What can I say to make you believe that I love you? Just have faith Buffy, Have faith in my love.”

“You-“ Buffy was suddenly cut off. Spike smashed his lips against hers. She moaned in surprise but almost immediately started to lean into the kiss. Spike’s tongue danced with hers in a combat of love and dominance. Her hands gripped his back as she pressed herself into her love. The feel of his man pecs over her cotton clad breasts made her nipples harden. They tugged at each other’s clothing as if neither could go on living without consuming each other. Buffy rubbed against Spike fully arousing him. She felt him harden through his jeans and pulled back with a gasp. “Spike, I want you. I want to be with you.”

“Buffy I love you.” She started to go in for another kiss but Spike held her away. “Luv, the baby we don’t want to hurt her.”

“He’s our baby so he must be tough. I think he can handle it. Can you handle it Spike?” she purred femininely at him.

Spike growled and immediately had his lips attached to hers once again. He pushed her back gently on the bed. He started kissing down her neck when his hands came up to slip her shirt off. To his surprise she didn’t have on a bra.

Buffy blushed. “I don’t have anymore that fit, they are all too small now,” she explained turning red.

“Oh, luv why didn’t you tell me? I would’ve been there to hold you, protect you.”

Tears slipped down Buffy’s cheeks. “I didn’t know if you’d feel the same way I did. What if you’d want it gone? I wanted to keep the baby so even if you had never come back I’d always have a part of you with me.”

“Pet, please don’t cry,” Spike pleaded kissing away her tears. Buffy reached for the zipper on his pants. She needed him, not just for pleasure, for love and comfort. She loved him. As she slipped off his pants she started, “I feel the need to be with you every second, it’s like I know you will leave me any minute and this is all a dream.” “I won’t leave, don’t worry. I’m right here.”

By this time both of their clothes had been shed.

“Is there a special way we are supposed to do this?” he asked looking at her stomach.

“Not until the third trimester,” Buffy reassured him.

She got the courage to look into Spike’s sparking blue eyes. He looked down upon her as if she were a goddess. He adored her so much more than she could even imagine. Their eyes remained locked when Spike’s started rubbing the tip of his cock against her clit. She arched up a bit and his arms were there to steady her as well as protect. Buffy felt the energy building up in her stomach. She was horny as hell with the baby and probably would be satisfied very quickly. She gripped Spike’s arm. “No,” was her request.

“You want to stop?” asked Spike starting to get off of her. Buffy stopped him.

“That’s not it. I am pregnant Spike you can probably get me off very easily and I would kill you if you even think about leaving this room any time soon. You’ve made me all hot,” she stated innocently. “I want to come when you are inside of me. I don’t want you to just get me off. I want to make love with you.”

Spike blinked momentarily stunned. “Humm, Spike? Hello?” He suddenly found himself in the middle of his bed with his lover, his slayer, straddling him. “Fine,” she said. “I’ll do all the work.”

“Like hell you will!” Spike flipped them over gently so he was on top.

“You like it on top baby?” asked Buffy.

“I’ll stay in any position you put me in,” he whispered in her ear before swooping down for a kiss. They both looked at each other intently as Spike slowly entered her inch by inch. It was better than either of them remembered. He fit into her just right. They both received so much pleasure from his entrance that it was almost painful. Both of them were having a hard time breathing. Spike took one of Buffy’s nipples in his mouth and sucked on it. He turned and did the same to the other. Buffy ran her hands through his soft blond locks. She started shifting her hips letting him know she was ready. He started thrusting his cock in and out of her slowly. She gasped; the sensation was overwhelming, as he filled her completely every time. She sucked on his ear lobe and moved down to his neck. He tried to keep some control as she suckled on the place where his neck and shoulder connected. Their skin became sweaty as the two bodies moved together. Spike swept a bit of hair out of Buffy’s face. She looked at him.

“Spike,” she whimpered, as tingles of ecstasy started swimming in her stomach.

“What is it luv, what do you need?” Spike asked as he slid back into her in a moderate rhythm.

Buffy tilted her neck and brought his mouth down to it.

Spike looked surprised. “Are you sure it’s a good idea?” he asked.

She nodded her head. Spike let his face shift and sunk his fangs into her flesh. With one final thrust they both came together flying off a cliff into the air. Fireworks shot through their bodies. Buffy’s muscles clenched encouraging Spike as he spilt his seed into her.

“Mine,” he said possessively.

“Yours,” Buffy agreed.

He stopped drinking and rolled off Buffy, not wanting to crush her. His face sifted back to its human mask. They both lay on their backs panting, coming down from their highs. Spike looked over to see his love. She had a look of pure happiness on her face.

“I love you,” he told her. He leaned over and attacked her mouth with his. Buffy’s arm encircled Spike’s neck as she pressed his head closer to her. She took his bottom lip and nibbled on it softly. He groaned at her teasing and thrust his tongue into her mouth to play. They both had to pull back to breath.

“I love you too,” she said. Spike reached down and put his hand on her abdomen. His eyes scrutinized for a moment.

“How does a whole baby fit in there?” he asked.

Buffy laughed. “It must be one of the mysteries of life.”

“So what do you think pet boy or girl?” He asked. “Or did you already find out?”

“I don’t know but I think it is a boy,” she guessed.

“I think it is a girl,” Spike concluded.

“Well we’ll just have to wait and see won’t we?”

“That we will pet. I’m gonna take care of you.”

“Oh boy, oh joy,” Buffy responded sarcastically

“Hey! I resent that,” he sounded offended. “You can live here with me.”

“Really?” Buffy looked over at him.

“Well, yea it would make sense.”

“But what about mom? She will be lonely.”

“She’s going to be too busy shagging the ol’ watcher.”

Buffy face scrunched up. “Mom and Giles! That’s gross Spike.”

“You haven’t figured it out yet?” Spike asked. “I can smell him all over her.”

“Well, mom and I are going to have a talk when I get home.”

“If you get home,” Spike waggled his eyebrows at her.

“Are you going to ravish me you big bad vampire?”

“I was thinking it might be the other way around.”

“Pig!” she teased him.

“Oink,” he said.

They snuggled together in each other’s arms. Skin against skin and tangled limbs covered the soft cotton sheets. Spike’s purrs filled the air.

A/N: Hello. Sorry if this chappy turns out to be a little bit lame. I am going through a writer’s block. I always thought Joyce and Giles would be a good couple. Isn’t every author these days? Maybe Willow has gone wrong with a spell again………..

New Homes interlude

“Hi mom! I’m home,” Buffy called as she walked through the door with Spike.

“Hi Honey,” greeted Joyce. “Spike nice to see you”

Walking out to the living room with Joyce was Giles. Buffy’s eyes turned as big as saucers. Spike smirked and mouthed, ‘I told you so,’ at her.

“Did you two have a good time at Spike’s, even though the weather has been dreadful?” asked Giles.

“We found ways to pass the time,” Buffy looked at Spike. “How about you two?”

“Well, um, Giles and I have something to tell you,” Joyce started.

“Well if you are going to tell me you guy’s a getting it on Spike already told me,” Buffy explained.

Giles scowled at Spike. “And how, Spike, did you come to that conclusion?”

“Smell,” Spike answered simply.

“Right, well now that you know that, we have something else to tell you,” Joyce told Buffy.

“I have something to tell you too,” said Buffy.

“Giles is moving into our house,” Joyce blurted out. Buffy almost fainted but then remembered the news she had to tell her mother herself.

“Ok, well I am moving in with Spike.” Joyce looked equally surprised.

“Well that works out nicely doesn’t it?” Giles muttered.

Buffy and Joyce glared at him.

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“Spike, help me with this heavy box,” Buffy ordered. They were trying to unpack all of her things from the car to carry into his home.

“Bloody hell, you say they are all too heavy,” Spike replied.

“Hey don’t piss off a pregnant slayer.”

“Ok, ok.”

Differences

Buffy put on her coat and boots, as she got ready to go out the door. Spike walked out of the kitchen after he finished his late night snack.

“Where are we going, pet?” he asked.

“I am going patrolling. You don’t have to come with me if you don’t want to,” Buffy told him.

“Patrolling?” Spike repeated eyebrows raised. “I think not.”

“What!? I am slayer, Spike this is my job you know.”

“I know but you are also a pregnant slayer and you are not fit to go out and fight nasties that could hurt you or the baby.”

“I can go if I want to,” Buffy said defiantly.

Spike walked swiftly to her and took a hold of her gently. “You’re going to have to beat up the big bad before you go out that door, slayer.”

“Let go of me,” Buffy said, even though he wasn’t holding on nearly hard enough so that she wouldn’t be able to escape if she had wanted to. Spike complied. “Fine, I won’t go. I’ll call Angel and Faith to do it.” She scowled at him.

“I’ll make it up to you,” Spike promised rubbing his pelvis up against her suggestively.

She moaned and leaned into him. “After I take my shower.”

Buffy stomped her foot as Spike went to the bathroom to take his shower. Alone. As soon as Buffy heard the shower faucet turn on she was out the door.

“Hey B!” Faith greeted Buffy.

“Hi, where’s your lover boy?” asked Buffy as she and Faith made their way through one of Sunnydale’s many cemeteries.

“He didn’t feel like joining us tonight,” Faith answered. Faith and Angel had been seeing each other for a while. Luckily Buffy was fine with it. While patrolling a group of five vamps began closing in on them quickly. “I am ready for action,” Buffy pulled out her stake.

“Right behind you,” said Faith pulling out her crossbow.

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“Buffy!” Spike called. “Care to join-“ Spike looked around the bedroom. There was no Buffy in sight. He looked downstairs as well.

“Oh, bloody hell,” Spike spat as he went to get dressed to find his slayer.

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“That was fun,” Buffy commented as she dusted herself off.

“Yea, we gave them a run for their money,” agreed Faith. “Hey B want to go and let loose with me?”

“Why not?” Buffy cheered.

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The Bronze was bustling with business that night but it wasn’t overcrowded. Male eyes caught the sight of the two slayers making there way into the club with their hair flowing behind them. They walked in with confidence and ordered drinks. Faith got a beer and Buffy, being sensible, ordered a diet Coke. Faith being a social girl found some guys to dance with right away. Buffy lingered at a tableA man with brown hair and a plaid shirt walked over to Buffy.

He stuck out his hand. “Hi! I’m Riley,” he said.

Buffy accepted his handshake. “Buffy,” she replied.

“Would you like to dance?” asked Riley.

“Sure,” answered Buffy.

They walked out onto the dance floor.

“So, Buffy, are going to UC Sunnydale this semester?”

“Yup, I hope so. It all depends on the little one here,” she patted her stomach.

“Ah, I see.”

“I will defiantly finish college, at some point.”

“That’s good. College is a great experience. I am TAing for a psych class this year.”

“That’s cool.”

Buffy could feel the air change. He was coming towards the Bronze. Buffy could tell he was angry.

Spike followed her scent as he was looking for her. He could sense she was close as he approached the Bronze. He walked in and scanned the crowd. He wasn’t surprised to see Faith grinding with two guys.

‘Buffy better not being doing that,’ Spike thought.

Buffy felt his eyes on her but she didn’t dare turn around.

‘Oh, shit,’ she thought. ‘He’s pissed.’

A firm hand planted itself on her shoulder.

“Mind if I cut in,” Spike asked coolly.

“Sure,” said Riley. “It was nice to meet you Buffy. Hope to see you at the University.”

Spike put his arm around Buffy’s body as a new song came on over the speakers.

“I told you not to go patrolling,” said Spike. “Faith and Angel can take care of it.”

“You can’t do this to me Spike. You can’t box me up. I am a slayer, I need to fight.”

“No I couldn’t stand it if you got hurt! Please listen to me.”

“I can take care of myself.”

“I know you, luv. You get too complacent and you will slip up. One blow to the stomach and the baby will be gone.

“I wouldn’t let him get hurt. He’s the only thing left that I have to hold onto.”

Spike’s eyes flashed with hurt.

“You can hold onto me.”

“You aren’t letting me lead a normal life, hell you won’t even let me do my job.”

“You want to fight?” asked Spike.

“Yes!”

“Then you’ll fight with me. Right now.” He took her hand and lead her out of the Bronze.

They made it back to the house. Spike led Buffy to a spare room where he trained.

“Give it to me good Buffy,” he said. The fight started. Buffy attacked cocking back her fist to strike. Spike dogged it and grabbed her arm and twisted it around. Buffy stomped on his foot.

“Owww!” Spike immediately let go. Buffy punched him in the nose and it started to bleed. Spike struck back knocking one of her knees down. She fell. Neither was holding back. Buffy stood back up to receive a punch delivered by Spike. She kicked him in the side. His neck was right below her when he went down. Her body told her to bite. She did and broke the skin in the process, making Spike more irritated. He slipped into game face. His hand grabbed her neck and he backed her into a wall. She kicked him in the groin, and jumped over him. They were in their fighting stance when a car beeped outside. She let her guard down and her stomach unprotected. Spike dove for her tummy pinning her sown on the mat.

“You see? You are dead right now, just because you didn’t keep your attention on an opponent. You see why I don’t want you fighting now?” Buffy shoved him off of her as she stormed out of the room in silence.

Spike went up the stairs after her. Buffy was changing into her pajamas outraged.

He shed his clothes as usual and put on his plaid boxers. Spike sighed,” Luv, don’t be mad I just had to make you see.”

“See what?” Buffy snapped. “That you can beat me at a fight or that I don’t do my job well enough.”

“Hey now that was never my intention.”

“Then what is it? I am the slayer. One out of two. I am supposed to die alone, be alone, and work alone. My ‘life’ has nothing to do with that. I am alone. No one understands what it’s like for me to be alone. They are off pursuing their careers and I am going to be fighting for my life and theirs every night. That’s all I’m meant to do. I am not part of this world I am just the one that protects it,” she shouted at him.

“You aren’t alone pet. You have the baby and she’s going t’ be powerful and strong just like you. She’ll look up to you to raise her. I won’t let you be alone Buffy. I will work with you. The prophecy says together. We will be together until the end of the world,” Spike yelled harshly. “How can I make you see? You are not alone.”

“I am supposed to live alone, fight alone, and die alone. Why doesn’t anyone get that?”

“Because we know you need independence but you don’t have to isolate yourself. Or are we beneath you?”

Buffy’s eyes flashed with rage. “Maybe you are Spike. Maybe you are beneath me. I mean look at you, you are in love with the slayer. Did it ever occur to you that I am just using you?”

“Then why don’t you leave?” Spike hissed.

“I will,” Buffy concluded. She started to go get her bag. Spike slammed her against the wall. He gripped her upper arms.

“You listen to me, you are not going anywhere!”

“Oh, Spike are you going to hurt me?” asked Buffy in a little innocent girl voice.

“No, but there are plenty of other things I can do. He brought his lips to meet with hers forcefully. Buffy struggled to get away but found that it was no use.

I could never hurt you luv, I just want to love you,” he said. His lips trailed down her neck leaving kisses. Buffy leaned against the wall and gripped his back.

She pushed him off of her. He stumbled back onto the bed. She jumped on top of him.

“You want it rough baby?” he asked.

“Oh yea,” Buffy replied. “I wanna ride.” His erection pressed into her through his thin flannel boxers. She could feel it through the panties and became wet. Spike groaned as her wetness soaked into his clothing. She took one of his nipples in her mouth and bit down hard.

“Yeoww!”

“To much for you Spike?”

He nodded his head no. She continued her torment. By the time Buffy reached his boxers Spike was covered with bite marks and hickies. He let the slayer do as she pleased seeing that she hadn’t explored the male body yet. She slid his boxers off and took off her own clothes as well. Spike admired her body. She was so beautiful. He belonged with her. Buffy lay her cheek on his thigh and ran her finger nail up the underside of Spike’s cock. It hardened even more as he started to babble incoherently. Buffy’s finger tip traced the head of his penis and spread the pre-cum. She brought her face closer and licked up the side of his cock. Spike sat up and caught Buffy’s shoulders.

“No,” he said.

Buffy looked hurt as if she were about to cry. Why wasn’t he going to let her do this?

“It’s too soon after-“ he swallowed. He hated the memory of the night he had tormented her. “Another time, pet.” He smiled at her. She climbed back on top of him. She let his cock run over her moist outer folds. Spike closed his eyes, he had a look of pure bliss on his face. Without warning Buffy sank down onto Spike quickly and hard. His eyes sprang open in surprised as he grunted. She sucked him in with her muscles until he was deeper than she’d ever felt before. Buffy ran her fingers over his chest. She started riding him at a fast pace. She bent down and nibbled on his nipples. When she was done she was riding him vigorously. He had to help her by holding her hips to steady her. He also angled her so that his cock would rub against her clit on every down stroke. Buffy started to sweat.

“It’s alright luv,” Spike reassured her.

His hand reached down and twisted her clit. She came. Hard. Her wave of pleasure hit her suddenly. It crashed through her system invading her. Her body seemed to think it was over her limit. As it consumed her more she passed out. Spike, was still pumping in and out of her until her shot his seed into her. He was covered in sweat as well. Buffy began to stir. She looked down at Spike and Smiled wolfishly.

“Did you have a nice ride?” he smirked.

“Yea. How was it for you?”

“Best bloody shag with a woman riding.” He chuckled and they went to sleep.

Changes

Buffy woke up to feel Spike rubbing her tummy. She smiled down at him. Her hand covered his and he looked up.

“Ours” he said softly. He rested his head on Buffy’s belly and started to purr.

“What should we name him?” Buffy asked.

“She should be named Dawn,” Spike concluded.

“Then he should be named Nate.”

“Deal,” they shook on it.

“Do you want a boy or a girl?” asked Buffy.

“I’ll be thankful for any child we receive,” Spike answered. Buffy smiled up at him.

“That’s sweet.”

“Do we know what the big bad will be yet?”

“I don’t know but Giles is on it.”

“Buffy?”

“mmm hmmm?”

“What do call our relationship? What does it mean to you?” Spike rubbed circles on her back when she turned over.

“What do you mean? I love you Spike.”

“I know that, but really, is that going to stop you from wanting to be with normal humans?”

Buffy turned around. “Do you really think my love is so little that I could want to be with anyone but you? Do you really think it’s that meaningless?” She got up and started to dress.

“That’s not what I meant-“

Buffy whipped around. “Then what did it mean Spike? I know that I will never have a normal life. A regular human would never understand me. Not the way you do. Why are you asking me this? Did I give you reason to think I’d want to be with anybody but you?”

“Well yea I do feel endangered when I find you flirting with other men.”

“I was just having fun, loosen up.”

“I will not!”

“You’re jealous,” Buffy taunted.

“Damn right!”

She giggled and then went over to kiss him. “I love you Spike. I don’t want to be with anyone but you.”

Spike growled which made her laugh more.

The phone rang. Buffy picked it up still smiling while Spike pouted.

“Hi Giles……..Oh really?………we’ll be right there.” She hung up.

“Spike we’re going to the library.”

They arrived at the library a half an hour later.

“You have news?” Buffy asked.

“Yes,” replied Giles. He took a seat beside Willow. “We have discovered something about the evil that is coming.”

Spike raised and eyebrow, “Yeah?”

“Well, the thing is,” Willow started, “that it’s not coming. Well not anytime soon. We don’t know when it will come.”

So we are supposed to sit around and wait for it?” asked Buffy.

“It may not come,” admitted Giles. “The prophecy has changed due to recent events of its members.” He looked pointedly at Buffy and Spike.

“So we may just have a baby and not have to fight?” asked Spike.

“Well you’ll have to fight,” interjected Cordy, “But just the normal things. Not the unusual things.”

Buffy looked at her. “Oh, yes demons are so normal.”

“So we went through all of this for nothing?” asked Spike.

“No not exactly,” corrected Giles. “The evil may not come, not will not.

Buffy and Spike were silent as they walked away. They didn’t say anything, they just left thinking about how this past year has changed their lives and now it was pointless. Neither one of them regretted their relationship that had formed between them. They wouldn’t give each other up for the world.

“Should we tell them it changed because they fell in love?” asked Giles.

“Nah,” concluded Cordy.

“What they don’t know can’t hurt them,” Xander agreed.

Willow added, “It’s good now because for some reason the powers are happy now that they have found each other.”

None of them new Buffy and Spike had heard what they said.

Later that night, Spike was cooking supper and Buffy was looking in the mirror.

“I’m getting fat,” she complained.

“Luv, you are six months along now. If you weren’t fat I would be worrying.”

“You aren’t helping! Maybe I’ll stop eating.”

“Sod that plan,” Spike told her. “You think I’d let you do that?”

“Let? I can do what I want.”

“To a point,” Spike mumbled.

They sat down together at the table and ate their food.

“So we fall in love and the prophecy doesn’t really have a point?” said Buffy.

“Well, yea I does, I guess someone up there wanted us to be together. I can’t say it’s for the worse, unless you think it is.”

“No, I don’t think that. I just didn’t know the future could change so much before we even get there.”

“I know luv, I know.”

Surprise!

Month Seven

“Surprise!” everyone shouted as Buffy walked into the Bronze. Spike uncovered his hand from over Buffy’s eyes. The Bronze was decorated with pink and blue streamers and a “Congratulations Buffy and Spike” sign was hung up over the bar.

“Oh you guys,” Buffy gushed, “This is really nice of you.”

“I know,” Cordy stated. “We stayed up all night decorating.” Xander led Cordy over to ‘help’ him with something.

Buffy turned around and kissed Spike long and hard.

“You arranged this?” she asked.

He answered with a sheepish nod. Buffy felt her heart melt. He tried so hard to make her happy, but he never thought that Buffy would be happy just to have him in her life. She kissed him passionately on the lips until everyone started to hoot and holler. The couple pulled away from each other and blushed.

Willow opened up some sparkling cider to celebrate since Buffy could not drink alcohol. A lot had happened in this month. Buffy and the scoobies had graduated from high school and were now ready to enter the world on their own. Faith and Angel had made the move to L.A. Everyone was happy.

Buffy looked over at the table across the room. “Oh, presents!” she exclaimed.

“I knew you’d like those,” Xander said.

Everyone gave their presents to Buffy one at a time. Buffy got almost everything she needed for the baby. Spike was last. His present was rather large with a blanket with baby elephants draped over it. Buffy looked up at him curiously.

“Well go on. We haven’t got all night luv,” Spike urged giddily.

Buffy lifted up the blanket and gasped at what was in front of her. It was a finished wooden cradle.

“Did you make this yourself?” she asked.

“Harris helped,” answered Spike. “A little.”

“It’s beautiful. Thank you so much.” She hugged him with all of her might. It was good Spike was strong because she would’ve have crushed him quite easily if he weren’t.

Everyone sat around and ate cake while they talked. Things were pleasant. Buffy felt at peace and for the first time since she had found out she was pregnant she knew that her baby was going to be just fine.

Buffy and Spike rode home in silence. This was the most common noise level when it was just the two of them. Silence. Buffy didn’t understand why. She got ready for bed. Tonight she wore a light pink nightgown that outlined her growing breasts quite nicely. She padded down the hall to see what Spike was up to. He had finished getting all the presents out of his car and now he was watching television. Buffy was not in the least bit surprised.

“Spike are you coming to bed?” she asked.

“No, I will be in later,” he replied. “Do you need help with anything, pet?”

“No.” Buffy climbed into bed, the sheets felt cool against her hot body. She loved Spike’s bed. It smelled just like him and was big enough for it’s three inhabitants.

Around 12:30 Spike came into the bedroom. He stripped down to his boxers and climbed into bed. He didn’t realize Buffy was still awake.

“Spike?”

“Yeah, luv?”

“You know that I love you right?”

“Of course.”

“No, I mean I really love you. Love love love you. Like truly madly deeply. Not just light love. You need to know that because I don’t think I have made this quite clear to you.” Spike looked at her. Buffy continued, “There is no going back. You know that right?”

“I know,” he replied softly. “I want to do whatever it takes to make sure you are happy.”

“I am happy. You don’t have to try to make me happy Spike. I have all the happiness in the world just having you in my life. I can tell you are holding back. You don’t have to Spike. “

Spike looked at her, his eyes full of wonder. “When I say I love you, it’s not because want you, or because I can’t have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try. I’ve seen your kindness and your strength. I’ve seen the best and the worst of you and I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You are a hell of a woman,” Spike concluded. “I know you’re the one.”

“We fight so much Spike. Why do we do that if we care so much for each other?”

“Lovers fight Buffy, it is inevitable. Wouldn’t it boring if we didn’t fight?”

“You have a point there.” Buffy’s hands went to her stomach almost instantly as she gasped.

“What is it?” Spike asked, worried.

“The baby, he’s- he’s moving.”

Spike put his hand beside Buffy’s one her tummy. “Cor,” he whispered. “She likes fighting because I think she’s agreeing with us, pet.”

“Maybe. I can’t wait until he’s older and you two will be battling.” Buffy curled up against Spike as best as she could with her big belly. She took his hand and placed in hers as they felt the first movements of the life that they had created.

Baby Time

“I hope this wall paper comes off easily when the baby grows out of it,” grumbled Spike. “’s a bloody nuisance.”

“Oh, hush,” scolded Buffy. “Don’t worry. We’ll worry about that when we get there.” She and Spike were putting the last finishing touches on the baby’s new room. It was a cute room filled with stuffed animals, books, and toys. The crib was lined with soft, fluffy blankets. The wall was painted a pastel yellow with a border of wallpaper that had circus animals printed on it. The cradle Spike had made remained in the living room so the baby could lie in it while Spike was watching Passions.

“Spike, how did you pay for all this?” asked Buffy. “Savings in the stock market,” Spike said simply. “Don’t you worry, we won’t be in financial trouble. When you get settled you can go back to college if you want.”

“I don’t know,” Buffy said. “I am not good with the whole school scene.”

“Well you can think about it, luv.” Spike gave her a peck on the cheek. He walked out into the kitchen to grab some food. Buffy stayed and folded baby clothes.

The slayer hummed and thought about what the baby would look like. She hoped that they had Spike’s eyes. She loved his beautiful eyes. Suddenly Buffy felt a bit dizzy.

“Spike!” she called, “Can you get me a glass of water?”

Another wave of dizziness hit her and she had to sit down. When she sat down on a chair she heard a *squish* , her pants were soaked. Spike walked into the room to find his mate in pain. She was doubled over in pain.

“Ok, luv, it’s time to take a trip,” he said. He managed to carry Buffy out of his home into the car. He tried not to drive off the road as he kept soothing her and making sure she was ok. When they got to the hospital Spike carried her in. A nurse intercepted them and put Buffy in a wheelchair.

“We’ll take her up to delivery,” said the nurse. “What are your names?”

“I’m Buffy *breath* and this is my husband *breath* Spike,” Buffy got out.

“Well Buffy my name is Anya,” said the nurse. “We’ll take good care of you. Who is your doctor?”

“Tara McClay,” Spike responded for Buffy. “Good. Dr. McClay is here today anyway,” the nurse strode into an empty delivery room. “Can you stand?”

“Here,” said Spike as he lifted Buffy up onto the bed. Two nurses and Tara walked into the room.

“Hi Buffy, how are you feeling?” asked Tara.

“I want it out,” said Buffy, her teeth clenched.

Tara smiled. “It will be,” she assured. “Everything is going very well. Your contractions are still far apart so we may have to wait a little while.”

Spike brushed Buffy’s hair out of her face.

“It’s ok, luv,” he said in a sotto voice.

“IT IS NOT OKAY!” Buffy shouted. “DO I LOOK LIKE I’M OK? WHY DON’T YOU TRY AND DO THIS?”

“Would you like some sedatives sweetie?” asked Tara.

Buffy glared at Spike and nodded her head. After a few minutes Buffy started to gradually calm down. She held Spike’s hand and he speckled kisses over her face.

Another contraction came. This one was very strong.

“Okay Buffy, the baby is about ready to crown. Are you ready?” Tara asked.

Buffy nodded. “I need you to push Buffy,” said Tara. “Remember your Lamaze too.” Spike was helping her with her breathing. One the next contraction Buffy pushed. She moaned and held Spike’s hand. Spike kept his other fist clenched, she was going to break his other hand for sure.

“Okay Buffy one more and this is over,” encouraged Tara.

Buffy pushed with all of her strength, defiantly breaking Spike’s hand in the process. Her face was sweaty and her hair stuck to her body.

“Congratulations,” Tara said. “You two have a little girl.” Cries filled the room.

Spike crowed, “I was right.” He cut the umbilical cord and the baby was rinsed off. Tara checked for breathing and heart rate skills.

She handed the baby to Buffy. “Your baby is very healthy,” she smiled. Spike lay down on the bed next to Buffy while she held the baby.

“Hi Dawnie,” greeted Buffy. “You are so cute. You have eyes just like your daddy’s and hair just like mine. We are going to have fun ganging up against your dad, huh?”

“Hey!” Spike exclaimed. “She’s a cute lil’ bit.” He kissed the top of Dawn’s head. Dawn’s eyes drifted close. Buffy and Spike held each other and the baby and smiled. Neither of them could be anymore content then they were at that moment.

The gang came in to visit after Spike called.

“Oh, Buffy she’s beautiful!” Joyce exclaimed as she took the baby in her arms, Buffy hated letting go of her.

“Congratulations,” Giles said wearing a loving smile on his face as he looked down at the baby.

Willow held the baby for a while. “Hello Dawn,” she cooed. “I’m Willow and this is Oz. I’m friends with your mom. She’s a little crazy but you’ll get used to it. I know your daddy did. When you get older I can teach to spells too.”

“NO!” shouted Buffy and Spike at the same time. Spike took hold of the baby. He walked over to Xander and Cordy.

“And this is the whelp and his girlfriend Cordelia,” introduced Spike. “Maybe one day you can help me insult him.”

“We brought flowers,” Cordy stated as she presented Buffy and Spike with pink carnations.

“Thank you guys,” Buffy gushed. “I can’t wait until I can go home. Hey now I can go out slaying!”

“You might want to wait awhile Buff,” Xander urged.

“Ok maybe awhile,” agreed Buffy.

Epilogue

2 months later

Buffy and Spike leaned over the crib. “Finally she’s asleep!” exclaimed Buffy.

“She does like to keep us on our toes,” commented Spike. “Do you want to go slaying while I stay here?”

“Well what I want to do I can’t do in public and we can’t leave the baby alone,” said Buffy as she stepped closer to Spike. She took his bottom lip between her lips and nibbled gently. She backed him up into the bedroom.

“If you wanna go my way,” she whispered seductively.

“I wanna go your way,” agreed Spike with a smile.

A/N: Thank you to those of you who supported me in writing this. Your encouragement helped a great deal. Bri, Eve, Lanna, and RedDwarfette you guys are the best betas a girl could ask for. This was my first story and I hope you guys come back to read my others. I promise I will improve. Writing is not my best subject. Ok I’m out. Until next time……..Mac