Something New by itsayamsham
Chapter 3
"Um, hi guys. Mom." Glancing around Giles' living room, at her mom, Giles, and Xander, Buffy took a deep breath and steeled herself. I can do this. I have to do this.
"Buffy, honey? What's wrong? Why are we here? I - I got this call from Willow saying I needed to be here, well, we all did." Buffy looked to her mother's face, scrunched in a miasma of confusion, curiosity, and concern. Then excitement. Excitement? "Is this a Scooby meeting? Are you trying to get me more involved in your slaying, Buffy?"
Oh. What a great daughter I am. Crestfallen, and ashamed, Buffy hung her head away from the curious eyes of her loved ones, "No, Mom. I'm sorry." For that and what you're about to hear.
Suddenly a supportive hand lay against her shoulder. Buffy looked over to catch Willow's supportive face, both reassuring her and prompting her to continue. You can do this, Buffy. You have to do this.
"This isn't about slaying. Although, I wouldn't really mind if it became about slaying..." she quipped. "I' um, I called - Willow called you all here - because I have something to tell all of you, and, well, she figured it'd be best, for me, that I don't have to repeat myself three times." Suddenly she noticed Anya for the first time, on the couch next to Xander. "Err...four times..." Glancing one more time at Willow for reassurance, she plunged forward, "Guys - Mom, Giles, Xander...and, uh, Anya, I guess - I'm pregnant."
"WHAT?" Well, sure thought Mom'd be the first one to make with the exclamations..."Buffy?" Xander sat with a gaping fish-out-of-water look on his face. Guess the fish steroids from a few years ago really did take...
Buffy glanced at Giles, who seemed to be enamored with polishing his glasses until the glass was transformed back into tiny grains of sand, then at Anya, seemingly unfazed, who, when she caught Buffy's look, near-shouted very eagerly, with a smile, "Congratulations on the conception of your first-born!"
"Um, thanks?" At least someone wasn't angry or disappointed with her.
"Guys! No judging 'till you hear the rest! And Anya...please refrain from awkward comments..." At Buffy's wide-eyed look of reproach, Willow quickly caught herself "I mean, no judging! And, you need to hear the rest. And Anya, same thing."
"Buffy? What is going on?" Buffy turned to her mother, who this time had a big, gaping giant whirlpool of emotions on her face - confusion, hurt, concern, and, what hurt most of all, disappointment.
Fighting back tears, Buffy gathered her strength and channeled her slayer-mode. "Xander? Giles? Remember Willow's whole "so-mote-it-be -"
"My-will-be done," Willow corrected.
"Whatever. That whole spell?" Buffy looked for recognition. Xander seemed confused. Giles looked horrified.
"Buffy, surely you're not saying...?" Giles seemed to be channeling his inner fish as well.
"What, I don't..." Xander suddenly looked like he was either going to implode or run to Giles' restroom to pay homage to the porcelain god.
"I kinda am saying." I can get through this. I have to get through this.
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