Six months after the fall of Sunnydale……
Faith crosses her arm across her leaning against the doorway watching Sam. A slow smile creeps cross her face, as she watches her.
"No! Oh no! I'm being attacked by the pant monster!" She holds her hands out grabbing the child's wrist, and laughs.
"But Miss. Andrews! I wanna make you pretty!" The little girl says giggling.
"Oh well as long as you're making me pretty," Sam rolls her eyes tickling the child and pulling her onto her lap.
Faith and Sam left LA about six weeks after they got there to help Buffy and the Scoobs open up the school. Some of the teachers have kids, so they needed a daycare. One day a week Sam works in the daycare, then the other four she works at a councilor and trainer. Faith is a trainer, Buffy runs the place, Xander fixes it, Willow and Tara teach Magic, and Giles well, he helps Buffy run the place and takes care of the new watchers.
Robin Wood is principle at the local high school, Dawn is at college, and Andrew is running the kitchen. All together they're happy. They've been in Ohio for four and half months. Willow and Tara basically build it out of magic and made it seem like it's always been here. There's about a hundred girls so far, but new ones arriving everyday.
Faith finally clears her throat. There's about six kids in the daycare and they keep two people in there most of the time.
"You gonna let me paint you when we get home?" Faith raises an eyebrow.
Sam laughs turning around to look at her, "No Faith, no playing in the paint, less you're gonna paint the bedroom."
"But I wanna paint you!" Faith pretends to pout.
The little girl giggles in Sam's lap, "I think she should be painted blue!"
"Like the cookie monster?" Faith asks kneeling before the little girl.
"Yup, just like him!" the little girl nods, "And then she can bring cookies!"
Faith and Sam both laugh, "Okay Bridget, I gotta go okay?" Sam says hugging the little girl.
"But I don't want you to go Miss. Andrews!" Bridget pouts. "You never leave early!"
"But I gotta go kiddo, I got a doctor's appointment and I've already rescheduled like four times." Sam puts on a disgusted face. "Trust me I'd rather be here with you."
"Are you sick?" Bridget asks concerned. Sam seems to think over the question and sighs. Faith wraps her arms around Bridget from behind.
"She's a little sick, but the doctor's gonna make her all better. That's why she's gotta go okay?" Sam smiles a thank you smile at Faith. Bridget thinks it over.
"Okay, but no more leaving early," she says and hugs Sam before rejoining the other kids. Faith stands and holds her hand out to Sam. Sam stands and wraps her arms around Faith.
"I need to go home and shower and everything."
Faith nods, "We got time." She leads her out of the daycare. "I just hope you're okay."
Sam smiles slightly, "I'll be okay. I just wanna know what the hell is happening to my body."
Faith kisses the top of her head, "Me too, babe, me too."
An hour and half later they're setting at the doctors office. Faith is flipping through a magazine and Sam is trying desperately to stop her hands from shaking. She shouldn't be this nervous. She's a nineteen year old woman for God's sake, why do doctors make her nervous? Mostly because, well, she's not sure what's going on. And she hates when that happens. The nurse calls for her and she looks over at Faith, who stands as well. Together they walk back and Sam gets weighed, then her vitals checked, and then lead to a little room. She's told to put on a little gown, and set on the table, and the doctor will be in shortly.
"Why the fuck is it so cold in here?" Sam asks shivering slightly.
"Cause all you're wearin is paper, babe." Faith smiles when Sam rolls her eyes. "You okay? You look….nervous."
"Yeah, I just don't like doctors and I don't like this feeling…" Sam sighs and closes her eyes. "I know I'm a chicken."
"Wasn't goin to say it," Faith says rubbing her back gently. "Still feeling sick to your stomach? That the feeling you're talking about?"
"Kinda, but it's more like…I know something bad's coming." Sam sighs again, and Faith's frown deepens. She doesn't like the way Sam's talking at all.
The doctor walks in smiling broadly at them, "How are you today Miss. Andrews?" he asks.
"Peachy that's why I'm here," Sam rolls her eyes.
Faith holds back a laugh, "Babe, be nice he's only trying to help." Sam glares at Faith and she knows she's gonna get hell when they leave, but Sam needs to be nice to this man.
"Totally my fault," he says. "Is this your sister?"
Sam laughs, "She's my lover." She says and looks at Faith who only shakes her head.
"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't realize." He looks down at the chart and frowns, then back up at Sam. "So what's been going on?"
Sam sighs, "I just ain't feeling good, and I've been nauseous. I'm exhausted most of the time, which is so not like me."
The doctor nods, "Okay well, it could be some kind of stomach flu. Why don't you lay back and I want to press lightly on you're stomach?"
Sam sighs and lays back, Faith moves to her other side holding her hand, "I donno if pressing on it's such a great idea."
"I promise you won't be the first person to throw up on me, so don't worry," the doctor smiles down at her. He rips the gown slightly and feels around her stomach, frowning slightly. "Okay all done pressing, but I wanna do a vaginal exam, and some blood work."
Sam raises an eye brow, "Vaginal Exam?" she looks over at Faith, "Why?"
"I just want to check something, make sure I'm right." The doctor smiles slightly.
"What the hell does the flu have to do with that area?" Sam asks irritated.
Faith leans down and kisses her on the lips, "Babe just let him check you out okay?"
Sam lets out an irritated sigh, but nods her head yes. The doctor does the exam, sends the nurse in to do blood work, and then asks Sam for a urine sample. By the time he gets back in with the results Sam is about ready to hit the roof. Finally, he sets down on the little rolling stool and sighs.
"I have to ask you this…" he looks from Sam to Faith, "Were you trying to get pregnant?"
"Pregnant?" Sam laughs, "I'm sleeping with a girl, don't think it works that way doc."
Faith shakes her head, "No, we haven't really talked about kids why?"
"Cause Sam is very much pregnant." The doctor says.
"What the fuck?!" Faith yells, "You been fucking a guy?" she turns to look at Sam but her anger disappears when she finds that Sam had fainted.
It takes them ten minutes to get Sam awake, and another twenty before they allow her to leave the office. She's silent, doesn't say a word to Faith on the way out.
"I didn't sleep with anybody else you gotta believe I would never cheat on you." She says once they are in the car.
Faith runs a hand through her brunette hair, "Everything in me believes ya babe, but I ant exactly got the equipment to knock you up."
Sam leans her head back against the head rest, "I know that Faith, and I think maybe the doctor fucked up."
Faith sighs deeply, "Or maybe somebody back at the school can explain this." Faith starts the car and heads toward she school, pulling into the gate she gives the code and drives to the apartment area. She shuts off the engine and looks over at Sam who has silent tears running down her face. "Babe, don't cry we'll figure this out, I'm sure Red and T can do some kinda spell or something. Make sure it's not something demonic."
"Oh God, you think it's evil?!" Sam looks horrified, "I mean, you really think….Oh God Faith!" She's panicking and Faith knows she has to calm her down and quickly.
"I'm not saying that, I just…we don't know how it happened." Faith cups her cheek. "I promise I won't let anything hurt you Sam okay?'
Sam nods, "I just wanna know what the hell this is and why this is happening."
Faith sighs and gets out of the car, she moves around and helps Sam out as well. Willow is standing outside the apartment building and sees them.
"Hey" she looks at Sam. "Everything okay?"
"We need a Scooby meeting, now." Faith says urgently. "Lets meet in our apartment in like ten minutes."
Willow nods, "Of course, I'll round everybody up."
Faith gets Sam upstairs and paces the floor waiting on the others. Sam is wrapped up in a blanket on the couch. Finally everybody arrives.
"What's going on?" Buffy asks looking from Faith, who's still pacing, to Sam who's crying silently.
"She's pregnant." Faith says nodding toward Sam, "And she hasn't cheated on me so it has to be a demon thing right?"
Everybody gasps a little, "Oh no!" Willow looks over at Tara, "No, no, no, this could be bad, this could be very bad."
"Calm down, Will. I'm sure when we explain then…they'll understand, and we don't know that's what happened." Tara says gently, all eyes turn to them.
"What? What happened?" Faith asks know setting on the edge of the sofa rubbing Sam's back.
"Were you in the building the night of the big party, I mean did you come back early for anything?" Tara asks.
Sam looks at Faith and smiles slightly as if remembering, "Um, we snuck out a little early and…."
Tara nods and Willow looks slightly frightened, "What time was that?" she asks.
"Round about ten I guess Red." Faith says tilting her head. "You're not telling us something."
Tara sighs, "We were going to tell you sooner, but we just found out last week and I….well we wanted to wait and keep the news to ourselves." She smiles over at Willow. "Will did a spell that made to where we could conceive a child. And well it worked."
"That's great!" Everybody says. Xander hugs them both as does Buffy.
Sam frowns, "Not that I'm not happy for you guys, because I am seriously, I just…."
"Right you don't understand," Willow says. "The spell was cast on the night of the party about nine weeks ago, and…well we chose that night 'cause nobody was around. And apparently you two got a little of our baby making spell."
"So it's not a demon?" Faith asks. "We really got pregnant on our own?"
Willow nods, "Yup, babies ya'll."
Buffy sighs, "Well at least it's not a demon." She looks over at Sam, "You okay Sam?"
"I think I….." She gets up quickly and leaves the room, rushing for the bathroom. Faith frowns, looking around.
"I should um….yeah…" with that she heads after Sam. She finds her in the bathroom throwing up, Sam had told her she was queasy but Faith knew this wasn't her first battle with morning sickness. But she had given Sam her space because she didn't want her to worry more, and she knew if Sam knew she'd really worry. But she already knew, so she slowly opens the door, bends down and holds back her hair while rubbing her back.
Faith silently thinks over what they learned. She's gonna be a dad. Wow, whata thought. Does she want to be a dad? Does Sam want to be a mom? Are they ready for a baby? I mean, they've been together nearly a year if you count their time in Sunnydale, and they do. Sam finally finishes and leans back against the sink, her eyes closed.
"You okay?"
Sam nods, "Yeah, just…."
"Too much information?" Faith asks moving to wet a rag, and handing it to Sam before she sets down next to her.
"A baby….I mean…" She sighs. "I know this is gonna sound crazy but I never saw this one comin. Not even with a guy, I just figured I wouldn't have kids."
"Why's that? You're great with kids." Faith says looking sideways at her.
"Because…" Sam pauses, "Have I ever talked about Ally?"
"Ally?" Faith thinks, "No, I don't think you have."
"Well, her full name was Allison, and she was my baby sister. My mom brought her home and was out that night getting high, so I took care of Ally. She was so tiny and…" She smiles slightly at the memory. "Anyways, I done what I could ya know? I had never stole before they had Ally, I just starved if there wasn't something to eat, but I couldn't let my baby sis do that ya know?" Faith nods taking Sam's hand. "I was eleven when she was born." She looks over at Faith. "And thirteen when she died."
Faith sucks in a breath, "Sam…I…" She puts her arms around her kissing the top of her head.
"I was cooking, and I turned my back, I told her to stay away from the window, but like most little kids she didn't always listen. Momma musta opened it, and she was so high that I don't think she even knew we were there….I hear this scream and look around and she's fallin……she wanted to fly." Sam sobs slightly. "She just wanted to be an angel."
"Shhh, babe it's okay," Faith blinks against her own tears, she pulls back slightly. "That was not your fault." She tilts Sam's chin to look at her. "You can't think that…."
"She was my baby, she called me Momma." Sam says through her tears.
"You were barely more then a kid, hell you weren't more then a kid. Samantha listen to me, you can't blame yourself anymore okay?" Faith says gently but firmly. "Is that why you don't want our baby? You're afraid something will happen?"
"It's not that I don't want it Faith, I just….I never thought I would have a baby. And I want a baby, I mean, know that it's happening. I want your baby. I just am so scared of losing you, and of losing another child, I'd die Faith." Sam looks into Faith's eyes.
Faith wipes her tears away, "I want our baby too. And I promise you, nothing is going to happen if I can stop it. We'll do this together okay?" Sam nods. "Why don't you go lay down?" Faith stands and gently picks Sam up, carrying her to their bedroom. She lays Sam on the bed. "I'm gonna go see if the Scoobs let themselves out and I'll be back as soon as I can get them out the door." Sam nods and Faith heads for the living room. She finds only Tara and Willow setting on the couch Willow's arms wrapped around Tara. "Hey, you guys okay?"
"Is Sam okay? We didn't intend for everybody to find out that way." Tara says setting up.
Faith smiles slightly, "Congratulations T, Red." She sets down in a chair beside the couch. "I mean that."
They both smile broadly, "Thanks! We're excited, but we just ya know…" Willow says.
"Didn't want to share the news, I get it. Case something happened or you couldn't get pregnant or something." Faith watches Willow nod and Tara look down at her hands. "So how ya feelin T?"
"Oh it's not so bad really," Tara says placing a hand on her stomach, "I mean, I knew it was coming…."
Faith smiles, "Yeah, always helps." She doesn't sound angry, just knowing.
"We're sorry, we never intended that spell to hit you guys, I mean…" Willow sighs. "Are you mad?"
Faith laughs, "Shocked, and surprised, but I gotta say, not mad. I mean, Sam's freaking out, and I don't blame her ya know? But….I donno. I think she'll be a good Mom, and it wouldn't be bad having a rugrat runnin around. Wouldn't of minded a little heads up, but it could be a lot worse."
"So you're keeping the baby?" Tara asks gently.
Faith is quiet for a moment, "Yeah, I think we are. We both want a baby, not that we were trying, but know that it's happened well…."
Willow smiles broadly, "So we get to be aunts and moms!"
Faith laughs, "Two babies at once, this place won't know what hit it."
"And there's a good chance our baby could have powers, and yours well, we don't know cause it's two slayers. It may turn out to be a slayer, or have powers or something." Willow says still smiling.
"Will," says a voice from the door, everybody looks over to see Sam standing there. "Lets not talk about powers just yet. Although the power to make me puke is there, but that's normal."
Faith gets up and walks over wrapping her arms around Sam. Sam lays her head on Faith's shoulder, "You okay?" she asks.
"Yeah," she looks at Willow and Tara. "There's one good thing about this, although it's a shock, I don't have to go through it alone. I mean there'll be somebody who understands everything." She smiles at Tara who smiles back. "Not to mention I got a loving girlfriend. I think we'll be okay."
Willow stands up, moving forward, "We didn't intend this to happen, we would never do that."
"Please don't Will, don't call this baby a mistake, I just….it's a shock, and it's one hell of a big deal, but it's not a mistake. Babies aren't mistakes, they're babies. And…" she pulls lose from Faith and hugs Willow. "And you may have helped me get the best gift of all." She pulls back smiling at Willow, "Besides, sex was great that night."
Faith chuckles slightly, Willow and Tara both blush a little, and Sam smiles broadly. Maybe having a baby wasn't such a bad thing…. Slowly Sam steps around Willow and makes her way to the couch setting down facing Tara.
"Congratulations, and I can't wait to spoil your kid."
"What about yours?" Tara asks with a smile.
Sam shakes her head, "Nope nobody will spoil it." Everybody raises an eyebrow. "I'm so not dealing with a spoiled kid, see it's okay to spoil other people's kids 'cause ya can give them back, this one'll come back here when they're done."
Faith nods, smiling, "I gotcha, but no promises I won't spoil our kid."
Sam smiles she knows both babies are gonna be spoiled.
