Turning to Buffy, Willow asked, "Have you thought about who the father could be?"
Sighing, tears sprang to Buffy's eyes.
Stopping, Buffy turned to Willow, "The only person I think of that the baby's father is..."
Buffy stopped, swallowing and praying for strength.
Frowning, Willow asked, "Who?"
"Parker," Buffy said with disgust soaking her tone of voice.
Willow's eyes widened. Her jaw dropped. She licked her lips. Then Willow of all people just fainted to the ground. Buffy burst into tears, her emotions everywhere and not in any place she wanted them to be.
"Willow, you okay?"
"Yeah, I guess. I just can't believe. I mean, it fits and all but. GOD! PARKER of all people! How revolting!"
"Imagine my distaste Willow, my child when a man's child that I despise. It's not all honey and roses for me either, especially since I'm the one that going to have to tell him. THAT makes me what to puke! Which... ahhhhh..."
"Buffy?" Willow asked, frowning with worry.
"Gotta go. I'm going to be sick!"