Trying my hand at Buffy and Angel one shots. I love them so much that I like the idea that in whatever universe they could exist in that they are always meant for each other. There are basically some letters that I could probably write a zillion shots for so I'll see what happens.

A- Angel

'You need a new name.' Buffy paused as she considered her words. 'After all we need a second name for the little guy,' she said matter of factly rubbing her big rounded belly.

'You don't want him to be a Summers?' Angel asked her surprised.

She made a face at him and he laughed. 'That was my dad's name. I'd like our son to have your name. I know it's silly. But humour me, I like the idea. '

Angel smiled again; he knew that he'd never be able to deny her anything. He was completely and utterly whipped – just the way he liked it. 'So I can't just be Angel?' He asked.

'What about Liam?' She suggested and this time it was his turn to pull a face. He shook his head at her in the negative and she frowned. 'I don't want to be who I was Buffy. You wouldn't have liked me back then,' he explained.

'Sure I would. I would have seen the man you had the potential to be.'

'You sure of that? Because all I see looking back was a drunken, lazy lout who was a disappointment to his Father, to his family...' He trailed off sadly, lost in his thoughts of memories that once were.

She rose from her seat on the stool next to where he stood and moved over to him. 'Your gonna be a great Father Angel. You know that right?' She said squeezing his hand in reassurance.

'I hope so.'

'I know so,' she smiled up at him and his heart swelled with the love he felt for this woman. Buffy, his wife, his reason for living and soon to be Mother of his child. He loved her so much. He didn't know how he'd gotten so lucky- to have her to have his humanity and now another son. He would be a good Father, she believed in him and he would never let her or his child down.

'So a name then?' He said going back to their previous conversation.

'Yep, shiny new name for you.' She sung moving in close to him, as close as her pregnant stomach would allow. He wrapped his arms around her leaning down to plant a soft kiss on her lips.

'Well maybe just a last name then. I kinda like Angel after all and I'm used to it. It'd be weird to call you something else.'

He kissed the top of her head and smiled again. 'Whatever you want Buffy.'