TITLE: Spike My Baby Daddy

AUTHOR: Doctor Strangelove (strangelove317@hotmail.com)
SPOILERS: "Smashed"
RATING: PG-13
DESCRIPTION: After the events of "Smashed" a certain blonde girl shows up at Spike's crypt with some unexpected news. She's pregnant with Spike's baby.
FEEDBACK: It's appreciated.
DISCLAIMER: It's all Joss's.

"Spike My Baby Daddy"
Written by: Doctor Strangelove

Buffy was absolutely disgusted with herself over the previous night's events. She couldn't believe that she had actually slept with Spike. The moment she awoke she slipped on her clothes and headed for home, not waiting for Spike to wake up so that they could have the "morning after" talk.

It was absolutely horrible. She slept with Spike. It wasn't that bad, in fact better than Riley or Angel, but it was Spike! Evil Spike. Soulless Spike. Sexy Billy Idol-ish Spike. Well, she thought, He had done a lot of good. He protected Dawn's secret against Glory. He didn't feed off of disaster victims that one time. Plus he was very understanding and supportive of the whole Heaven thing. What am I saying? It's Spike!

Buffy slipped in the front door of the house and started to head up the stairs. "Buffy?"

The Slayer turned around and looked at her kid sister at the bottom of the stairs. Behind her was a groggy Tara.

"Dawn! Tara! Hey! What's up?" Buffy tried to ask nonchalantly.

"Um, we lost track of time and fell asleep on the couch." Tara explained. "Did you just get in?"

"NO!" Buffy shouted, "I got back last night. I saw you two asleep and didn't want to disturb you."

"What time did you get in?" Dawn asked.

"About midnight."

"But, we were still up then."

Damn, Buffy thought. Need a cover story. "No you weren't."

"Buffy, yes we were."

"Dawn, I think I have a better idea of when you two were asleep than you do."

Dawn pondered that for a moment before replying, "But Buffy, I remember the clock saying 12:30."

"That clock's wrong."

"Oh. Okay. So why are you wearing the same clothes as last night?"

"I was so tired I just fell asleep in them."

"Oh, okay."

"Great. Um, Tara, I'm gonna go get a shower. You can stay here if you want."

"All right. Is Willow home?"

"I don't think so."

"Okay, I'll stay."

"Great!" So as Tara and Dawn headed into the living room Buffy ran up the stairs to wash the Spike off of her.

Spike woke up and looked around at his surroundings. He was laying in the rubble of what had last night been an abandoned building. He was also naked. Spike took a minute to take all of that in.

"Huh. I wonder what..." Then he remembered what had happened between him and Buffy the previous night. "Oh, right the sex."

Spike stood up and proceeded to gather his clothes. I should probably get home. He flung the door open and was bathed in sunlight. He leapt to the side of the room and batted out the flames. "Or I could just hang around a while."

Buffy rubbed her body with soap as the warm water washed over her.

See, this is good, She thought, Just wash away all that happened with Spike. Get him out of my mind and off of my flesh. Get that warm scent muscular body with a nice tight- no! Don't think of Spike and the delicious sex you had with him. God, what's wrong with me?

"Gee," Buffy wondered aloud, "Maybe I really do have feelings for Spi- GAH!" Buffy clutched her stomach as a wave of intense pain rocked through her. She sank to the floor of the shower and moaned as the water washed away all traces of her encounter with Spike.

"Hey, Tara!" Buffy ran down the stairs and grabbed her coat. "I'm going out for a little while. Think you can watch Dawn?"

"Sure, Buffy, but where are you..." Tara asked as she walked into the foyer, but Buffy was already gone.

Spike lay in his crypt reminiscing about his previous rendezvous with Buffy. The sight, the sound, the smell, the taste, touch. Delicious alliteration-y goodness. "Ah, Buffy." He sighed.

"Yes?"

Spike looked up and saw that the petite blonde girl was standing at the entrance to his crypt. "Speak of the devil. Didn't figure I'd be seeing you anytime soon. After out little session last night."

Buffy nodded, "That's what I wanted to talk to you about." Buffy shut the crypt door and walked over to sit next to Spike. "It got me thinking. About all the stuff you've said. About something between us?"

Spike perked up at this, "Yeah?"

"Yeah. Well, you see the thing is... well you might be right. And I..." Buffy struggled for the words. "I- UGH!" Buffy grabbed her stomach once more and fell to the floor.

"Buffy!" Spike fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around the Slayer. "Are you all right?"

Buffy groaned and sat up, "Yeah. I think so. It happened earlier today. I think I might be coming down with something. Spike, there's, what I wanted to say was..." Buffy gave up on the use of words when she pulled Spike into a passionate kiss.

"Buffy," Spike said after she pulled away. The two stared at each other before embracing once more. There was a fumbling of hands and a shedding of clothing as Buffy and Spike decided to have a repeat performance of the previous night's show.

"Tara?" The witch looked down at the small girl seated next to her.

"What is it Dawnie?"

"It's Buffy. Does she seem okay to you?"

"Well, what do you mean does she seem okay?"

"I mean, she seemed really different lately."

"Well, after being pulled out of Heaven anyone would seem weird."

"It's not that. Weirder than usual. Especially today. When she left she seemed, I don't know, glowing."

"Don't worry, Dawn, I'm sure she's fine."

"Yeah, probably."

Dawn rested her head on Tara's shoulder as the continued to watch television in silence.

"Spike," Buffy smiled after it was over, "There was so much I wanted to say. Last night got me thinking about so many things. So much has happened, you see. I knew this morning that I had to see you again. I don't really know how to say this, Spike. You see I'm-"

Buffy's words were cut short as the crypt door was flung open. Both Buffy and Spike stared in shock, for you see at the door was, "Darla?"

"Hello," Darla cooed as she rubbed her very pregnant belly, "Daddy."