Disclaimer: You know the drill; I do not own anything here accept for the baby, cause ifI did do you really thinkI would be here right know...
Summary: You see alot of Spike leaves Buffy after they have a baby stories and this is just like that...only in reverse.
Reviews: Pretty please with chocolate on top, but try to be nice...please?
Daddy's Girl
The wailing child was taken away from the delivery room. The father looked on in proud joy as the mother looked on in utter contempt for the infant.
"I'm leaving." The mother stated; she made no attempt to look at him as she continued. "You can take care of the little brat, name it, nurture it, kill it for all I care, but I don't want that in my life." She announced coldly to the father's astonishment.
"You can't honestly mean that Buffy." He took a step towards the bed and froze at her icy glare. "Luv, this is your home."
"Fine!" She snarled, "You leave, William." She ordered, getting up from the bed and backing him into a corner. "You take the child and you leave! Now!"
William backed out of the room, leaving the new mother to seethe with bitterness. He raced down the hall to the nursery and saw his darling daughter been wrapped up in a pink blanket. He smiled at her and gave a small wave which the girl saw and gave him a gummy smile.
A nurse from the delivery room watched this and smiled, this child was going to be alright.
The nurse waved William in and he all but skipped in at the invitation. She held out the small bundle, which he held with some difficulty at first. She looked over at the proud father. "What is her name?"
William was caught off guard by this; he hadn't thought of any names, Buffy always changed the subject if he did. He looked down at the little beauty in his arms and the name just flowed through him. "Annabelle, her name is Annabelle."
Rupert Giles grumbled as he trotted down the stairs, this person better have a good reason for waking him at this ungodly hour or there was going to be major bruising.
The loud knocking continued until Giles reached his front door. He opened it quickly to find his son holding a baby on his doorstep. Giles waved him in as he moved for the scotch.