Immortal: the Virtual Series
Episode 2.2: Clouds of Lullaby
Written by Anne and The Main Slayer
Original airdate: February 19, 2005
Episode rating: K+

-Part 1-

"Angel," Buffy whispered, running her hand through his hair.

"What's going on?" He swallowed and smiled at her. She didn't reply, only hugged him very, very tightly, "I didn't hurt anyone did I?"

"Shhh, you're here now, it doesn't matter," Buffy told him.

"He's back for good this time, Mom?" Connor asked, putting his hand on her shoulder. Buffy turned her head and nodded yes.

"Wow, you've gotten awfully…round since I last saw you," Angel came face-to-face…face-to-belly with Buffy's stomach. Everyone winced in fear, since they knew Buffy probably wouldn't react so well to his comment.

"You think I'm fat," Buffy sat in front of him and began to sob.

"Aww, Mom, you're not fat," Connor tried to calm her down.

"Whoa…I think I'm seeing things, love…are you pregnant?" Angel mumbled.

"Yes, I am," Buffy said after she had wiped her eyes on her sleeves, "And I can't believe you think I'm fat."

"I don't think you're fat!"

"Mom, he's a bit disoriented. I don't think he realized you're pregnant…" Connor began to say for being sharply cut of by his father.

"…speaking of which…whose is it? Mine or…" Angel almost couldn't say his name, "Angelus'"

"How dare you ask that question," Buffy was startled at his boldness; so was the rest of the room, "Of course it's yours."

"We're…having a baby!" Angel choked out with happiness.

Outside in the bright sun, bus #375 stopped at the corner across from Central Park. Stepping off the bus was a white haired man, followed by a red headed woman, followed then by…

"I hope daddy will be happy to see me," Drusilla stepped off the bus into the daylight before turning to cross the street into the park.

-the next day-

Since Angel was starting to feel better, he decided to go and work out. He slid his hand along the black punching bag before throwing it a good kick.

"It's good to see you up again," A voice came from the doorway.

"Connor," Angel turned to see his son leaning against the doorway, "I didn't hear you come in. Are you the only one up?"

Connor nodded his head, "Mom's still sleeping soundly with her hand over her stomach…"

"I still can't believe that she and I are having a baby," Angel smiled, "And I can't believe my soul is permanent."

"You haven't heard her give her total flip out yet," Connor said to him, "When she thought you had called her fat, her reaction was only minor compared to some of the others she's had."

Angel pursed his lips and decided to say, "Well, I guess I'll be finding out soon, won't I?"

"I'm sorry, Dad," Connor apologized, realizing his blunder, "I didn't mean it that way. C'mon, let's spar."

"And kick your ass?" Angel laughed, "I don't think so…" Angel turned towards him and found he was thrown backwards by a kick from his son.

"You know I usually don't take no for an answer," Connor smiled back at him, "And I don't think I'm the one getting my ass kicked right now."

"Ok, maybe I am getting a little old," Angel joked.

"You are old, dad," Connor shot back, throwing another punch towards Angel. This time, Angel caught it with his hand and pushed it back.

"I don't want Buffy saying any…"

"What the hell is going on in here?!" Buffy came in, rubbing her eyes.

"It's a little too late for that," Connor commented, "Morning, Mom."

"Hey, college boy," Buffy hugged Connor, "How are you?"

"Just fine, Mom," Connor replied, "I was talking to Dad…"

"Or were you sparring?" Buffy stared him down.

"All right, all right, I thought he could use a work out…he looked…out of shape."

"Hey!"

"Connor, I wanted to speak to…"

"No problem," Connor knew what she wanted and left the room. Angel leaned back on a table against the wall.

"How are you feeling?" Buffy asked.

"Better," Angel told her honestly.

"Look, I know you're probably angry at me for being with…"

"Angelus?" Angel finished for her, "Just a little."

"I was under a spell," Buffy spat at him.

"It was a spell that brought out what you felt inside," Angel retorted.

"How dare you," Buffy raised her voice, "Do you know what it's like to look at you and know it's not you? How can you possibly know what that's like? You and Angelus share the same body…how could I not feel something?" Angel was dumbfounded. He had never thought of it that way.

"I'm sorry," He rasped out.

"And then you go on and accuse…what?" Buffy continued but then paused when she realized what he had said.

"I'm sorry," Angel said a little louder this time, "I shouldn't have said anything. It's in the past. It can't be changed…I should be more appreciative that I'm here with you now…forever…and that my…our child is growing inside of you."

"It is your child…Cordelia explained it to me," Buffy assured him.

"I know," Angel looked up at her, "I can't feel him…or her…whichever it is. It's a part of me."

Kathy and Dawn were at a diner with Alex and Shawn talking about the most recent events that had happened within their families.

"…so anyways, the vamp was dressed in the era that he was sired in and I was like 'Catch up to the 21st century, man' when he charged at me again. I grabbed him and threw him into the nearby wall and staked him," Alex told the table.

"There's been an increase in vampires lately," Shawn said, "I wonder what the hell is going on."

"Maybe there's another hellmouth here," Kathy thought aloud.

"That would so suck. I used to live on a hellmouth…but it's now a great big hole…people think some giant crater crashed and destroyed it," Dawn told them a little bit about Sunnydale.

"So what's happened with you?" Shawn asked the girls.

"Oh, you know how my brother lost his soul a few months ago?" Kathy started to tell them, "Well, it's back now, permanently. And he and Buffy are going to have a baby."

"Angel got his soul back? How the hell did you guys manage to get it?"

"Oh, Cordelia, a human-turned-half-demon-turned-higher-power helped us. She helped us destroy the Receiver," Dawn explained, "Now Buffy isn't the mope head she's been for the past couple of months."

"But that could just be because she's pregnant," Alex commented.

"Being pregnant and having the unsouled half of your boyfriend running around isn't a good mix," Dawn replied, "Trust me, she's been doing a lot better."

"My daddy's back," A strange woman came up to them and said, "The stars said Daddy's back and he's running from his pretty girl."

"Ok, woman, whatever you say," Alex looked at her oddly before slowly moving over in his seat. The woman just looked at him oddly before walking away.

Willow, Faith, and Connor were sitting at the table when Buffy walked in, followed by Angel, who was singing an old Backstreet Boys' tune.

"Oh no…he's singing," Connor said in mock fear.

"A, why Backstreet?" Faith tried to ask, but Angel only sang (very off-key) over her. Buffy seemed to like the whole thing, while Willow discreetly covered her ears, while Connor said, "Dad, that's enough..."

"I like it," Buffy told them. They all froze except for Angel, who still kept singing.

"I think they've both lost it," Faith said and turned in fake disgust.

"Buffy, I think we need to go out for a while, you know, maybe get you some Pedialyte or something?" Willow requested nervously.

"Alright, I just want to hear Angel sing for a few more moments," Buffy compromised.

"Ah, heh, Buffy," Willow linked her arm to Buffy's, "I mean we need to go now."

"But…but," Buffy tried to protest but Willow threw open the door and led her out before she could say or do anything.

"Now what has gotten you in such a good mood?" Faith asked Angel, giving a light punch to his shoulder.

"I'm thankful for what I have, thankful for my friends, thankful for my son and my sister, and especially thankful for Buffy and our child," Angel said, taking out a bowl from the cabinet and throwing some cereal in it for Connor.

Buffy and Willow went to the drug store…much to Buffy's reluctance…to get some more Pedialyte and other various vitamin and mineral supplements.

"I know you're ga-ga for Angel, but how can you stand his singing?" Willow wondered.

"You'd understand if you were in love with him Willow," Buffy sighed happily.

"I'm never going to understand you, Buffy Summers," Willow laughed.

"I sometimes think you never did," Buffy said back to her, looking through the various products.

"Come on," Willow picked up the Pedialyte as Buffy picked out the vitamin supplements, "Let's get outta here. I think Angel's probably flipping that I took you away from him." As they exited the store a dark haired man looked at the spot where Buffy had just been.

"She's beautiful," he said to himself, "She's the one. I must have her."

-Part 2-

As Willow and Buffy walked down the street the dark haired man from the store followed. In his mind he could picture Buffy was his wife. She was the most perfect creature he had ever seen. She had nothing about her that was evil. She was the embodiment of pure innocence and she would make a perfect addition to his family name. He was slightly annoyed with the idea that she was carrying another's child, but that would soon be fixed. All he had to do was meet her; cast his spell; and change the birth rite of her child. He would do it and his father would help him. Turning away from them he headed back to his limo and opened the door. He climbed in and sat next to the dark haired raven woman beside him.

"You were right. She is perfection." He said to her.

"I knew you would like her." The raven goddess moved a hand up his leg and smiled.

"I must have her. And you are going to help me." He said to her.

"Of course I will," Drusilla looked out the window to the Slayer who destroyed her life, "You will have her, and daddy shall be mine once more." Drusilla smiled and laughed silently as Dylan looked towards his prize. The limo rolled down the street and stopped at a luscious hotel. Dylan and Drusilla stepped out and headed into the hotel. His father was waiting for them. Dylan was a human but a very powerful one. He was the son of a warlock who prided himself as the best the world has ever seen. All though Dylan wouldn't admit it, he truly believed that he was better than his father, and one day he would surpass him. The headed to their room and his father awaited them in the office like study.

"You are late." He said to his son.

"Sorry father. I was detained." Dylan sat across from his father and Drusilla sat at the end of the table.

"Who is this?" His father questioned.

"This is Drusilla. She is a vampire sired by Angelus over a hundred years ago." He said.

"Angelus is dead. He will no longer grace this world with his presence."

"I see, father, but still, I have found the woman that I want to marry." Dylan threw a picture at his father. His father took the picture and looked at the blonde creature in the photograph.

"She is beautiful. But she has been tainted." His father's comment was directed towards the fact that she was having a child.

"Yes father, however, the child inside is pure. There is nothing evil about her…yet." Dylan smiled wickedly and his father grinned.

"As you wish my son. It has taken over one hundred years for you to choose a wife. Who am I to argue now." Dylan's father turned towards the window and smiled. His son thinks that by taking a wife he will take over. He would be completely mistaken. What he didn't know was at the exact same time Dylan was plotting his father's death. And Dylan knew…he would win.

Buffy and Willow entered the apartment just as Connor was leaving.

"Oh hey!" Connor exclaimed.

"Hey, where are you off too?" Buffy asked him. Connor need to formulate an answer quick.

"The library. I have a midterm." Connor lied.

"Oh, okay. Well good luck. When do you think you will be home?" She asked.

"Why do you need to know that?" Connor asked. Buffy gave him a look and dug into her purse.

"Your dad wants your help with the baby's room. Please be home by 8pm." Buffy handed him fifty dollars. She winked at him and gave him a smile.

"Have fun on your date." Connor looked at her and gave her a how-did-you-know face. Buffy smiled and gave him a I'm-a-mom face. Connor smiled and gave her a kiss good bye.

"Thanks."

"Bye." She said. Willow didn't enter the room as Buffy opened the door, "Are you not coming in?" She asked her best friend.

"Nope. I am going home." Willow said.

"You're leaving? Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Buffy asked.

"Because we all knew that if you found out we were going you would be pissed." Willow said.

"You're right. I would have." Buffy smiled and gave her friend a hug.

"You really don't' have to go." Buffy said.

"You have enough on your plate as it is. Call us when the baby is coming and we will be there as soon as we can." Willow hugged her friend back and smiled.

"I will. Giles too?" Buffy asked.

"Giles too. I think he had enough after Jenny left. He still misses her." Willow said.

"I know." Buffy replied.

"Be safe Buffy." Willow said to her.

"I will." Buffy and Willow hugged once more and Willow waved goodbye. Buffy shut the door and leaned against it. Buffy placed her keys on the side table and dropped her purse by the door. She rubbed her neck and looked around the apartment.

"Angel?" Buffy called.

"In the bedroom!" He yelled back. Buffy walked to the bedroom and smiled at her lover. He was laying in bed and watching some TV.

"Hey you." She said.

"Hey," He replied, "How was your outing with Willow?"

"Good."

"Just good?" He asked. Buffy crawled up on the bed with Angel and laid her head on his shoulder. Angel took his hand and placed it on her stomach as they lay together.

"They all left and went home." Buffy said with a pout.

"Buffy they do have lives. They need to get back to them." He said.

"But why now?" Buffy asked.

"Maybe because they know you are okay?" Angel offered.

"Yeah, maybe you are right." Buffy made a slight face and took hold of her belly. Concern took over Angel as he looked down at her.

"Are you all right?" He asked.

"Yes. Just a little bit of pain." But soon the pain over took her and she cried out. Angel took Buffy in his arms and headed down to the lobby where a taxi was hailed. Angel and Buffy climbed into the cab and Angel quickly called Connor.

"It's okay. We're going to be okay." Angel said to her as they raced to the hospital.

Connor picked up his beeper and looked slightly annoyed.

"It's my dad." He said.

"What does he want?" Faith asked.

"He wants me to meet him at the hospital. He is taking Buffy there." Connor hailed the waiter for the check.

"Is everything okay?" Faith asked.

"We are about to find out. Lets go." Faith and Connor stood from their dinner and headed out the door. Connor's car was pulled around and he and Faith took off for the hospital.

Angel and Buffy awaited the doctor in their little room. Angel was more than angry as he paced the room.

"Angel please sit down. The doctor is going to be right back."

"I can't. What if this is serious?" He said exasperated.

"It's not. It's probably nothing." She said reassuringly.

"Or it's something." Angel sat down in defeat and put his hands on his head. A shadow cast in the doorway and Angel looked up hopeful. It was only Connor.

"Hey." He said. Faith soon rounded the corner afterwards.

"Faith?" Angel said. Oh shit. They had to think up a lie quick.

"Uh, I ran into her at the library." Connor said. He gave Buffy a please-don't-tell look and she smiled.

"Oh. What were you doing at the library?" Angel asked Faith.

"That is not important," Faith said, "What is important is Buffy. Are you okay?" She asked.

"I'm fine. Just a little pain and discomfort." Buffy said. Just then the doctor entered the room and looked at Buffy and her family.

"Doctor!" Angel said.

"Is everything all right?" Buffy asked.

"Everything is fine. But there is a new development with your pregnancy." He said to them.

"What is it?" Angel asked.

"You're having twins." Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.