Anya sat on her couch and looked at the person sitting next to her.
"Darla, what are you really doing here?" She looked over at her friend who
was now shifting uncomfortably and avoiding her gaze. 'Okay, that is not
the Darla I knew. The Darla I knew was vicious, cruel, sexy and cool. She
never got nervous. So what's making her act like this?' Darla still
wasn't answering her question. "Darla, you're not acting like you. I know
you're up to something, so spill. You're acting like a human."
Darla looked up suddenly. "I know." She said softly resting her hands on her pregnant belly. "I feel human, too. And it's not going away. Anya, it's like I have a soul, again. Only it's not mine." She rubbed small circles on her belly. Anya's eyes widened. "You can feel the baby's soul?" She asked. 'Okay, that explains a lot.'
The vampire nodded. "The baby has a soul and I can feel it. It yells at me 'Find William. Go to him. Tell him.' But now that I'm here it's yelling 'Leave him alone. He's happy.' And I feel so lost because I don't know what to say or do or how to act. And Anya that's just not me. I don't get scared confused and lost. I am a master vampire who has died twice. I don't get scared. I am strong, confident, sexy and beautiful. I can work mind games like no one else. And yet here I am, lost, scared, and pregnant. You're right, Anya, this isn't me, but no matter what I do, no matter how much I feed, it won't go away and I don't know what to do."
Anya looked at her friend who had begun to cry. Taking the normally strong vampire into her arms, she began to rock her slowly while making small shhing noises. 'What ever the baby is, it's making Darla weak.' Darla's tears stopped and she looked up at Anya half-embarrassed and half-angry.
"So, Darla how is Spike in bed? Is he good at giving orgasms?" Anya asked desperately wanting to distract the vampire. Darla laughed and began talking with her old friend about everything to Spike in bed to living with the Master to the Spice Girls to seeing Cats on Broadway.
*****
Willow silently moved around the apartment she and Spike shared. She wasn't mad at Spike anymore. 'No, I just don't feel like talking to him right now.' she told herself. But in all honesty, she still really hadn't forgiven Spike yet. She told herself and him that she did, but she couldn't. At least not yet. In reality, she was scared. Scared that he would choose Darla over her. And she hadn't even told the Scoobies the whole story behind her and Spike's relationship. She didn't even tell Spike the truth, yet.
She looked over at Spike, who was slouched on the couch. She stifled a giggle. 'Goddess, he's brooding. I don't believe it. He's more like Angel than he cares to admit. I wonder if he knows that he looks like Angel when he does that. Probably not. He wouldn't sit like that if he knew that he looked like the 'Great Almighty Poof' as he calls him.'
Spike sat on the couch watching Willow moodily from beneath his lashes. 'What is going on in that cute head of hers? She says that nothing's wrong, but I bloody well know her better than that. She's not even babbling. Should I be worried?'
Willow watched Spike watching her. "What?" she asked suddenly nervous under his deep gaze.
"You tell me, luv."
'How does he keep staring at me without blinking?' Willow swallowed nervously, and looked at him. "I told you I wasn't mad."
He raised an eyebrow.
"I just needed to think. There's a lot to take in you know."
Spike nodded as if to tell her to go on.
She sighed. "I mean, I know how important a family is to a vampire and that you'll probably want to leave with Darla and-"
"Willow." Spike said silencing her as he walked over to where she stood. "I don't give a fuck about Darla or my 'vampire family' as you put it. That life is dead, pet. You are my life and my love. Bloody hell, Willow. I want you. I love you. And unlike wolf boy I'm not going any where."
Willow looked up at him with tear filled eyes. "Really?" Spike smiled as he brushed her tears away with his thumb. "Really, luv. You're stuck with me for eternity."
The red head laughed. "Good, Drusilla was right." She said without thinking. Spike took a step back from Willow. "Dru? When in the hell did you talk to Dru? When did you ever meet Dru?" His eyes narrowed at his redhead.
'Opps.' Willow swallowed hard again. "When I was outside earlier today. And I have met her before. That's how I ended up in a coma junior year."
"She didn't hurt you did she?" He asked suddenly worried as he pulled Willow back into his arms. Willow laughed at his fussing and pulled away. "I'm fine Spike." He looked at her unconvinced. "Really. But there is something that I need to talk to you about."
"What is it, luv?" Spike asked as he noticed the change in her attitude.
"Um, maybe you should sit down."
"Luv, I've lived for over a hundred years. I've done worse things that you could ever imagine. I don't think that anything that you could tell me would cause me to-"
"Spike, I'm pregnant."
Thud.
Willow looked down at Spike's immobile body. "He fainted. He used to kill people with railroad spikes and at one point was pretty friendly with Jack the Ripper, and *this* causes him to faint?" She shook her head and looked down at the love of her life. Then she looked down at her stomach. "Two pregnant 'women.' He's gonna be in hell."
*****
Dawn paced the living room waiting for Buffy to get back from the Scooby meeting. 'What could it have been about? Did Spike and Willow finally admit that they're in love with each other? It's not like it wasn't obvious. I mean they've been in love with each other for over a year. Who could not have seen the looks that they gave each other? For months, Willow couldn't look at Spike with out blushing. And it's not like Spike was any better. He could never take his eyes off Willow. When the Scoobies were all together. She was the only thing that ever mattered to him. Heck, she's probably the only reason that he's still in Sunnyhell as he calls it. I still can't believe that no one's noticed it before. Well, the only reason I knew was because I accidentally walked in on them at Spike's crypt. Let's just say that taught me how to knock before barging into some one's crypt. I could look at Spike or Willow for a month without blushing. If they didn't tell everyone tonight, then I think that I will.'
Dawn stuck her head out the window. "Come on, Buffy, you should be done patrolling by now." Dawn looked around surprised to see a beautiful woman in a long flowing red dress walk up to the window. Her dark hair fell in soft ringlets all around her face.
"Hello, pretty light." The woman said in a lilting British accent. She reached out to touch Dawn's face, but Dawn moved her head back inside the window, and watched in fascination as the woman's hand bounced off the open window.
"Don't be afraid, Little One. I would never hurt my Spikey's Little Bit. I'm Dru. Who are you?" She looked at Dawn like she was the most interesting thing in the world. Dawn smiled inwardly. 'She seems nice enough...'
"Dawn." She said while trembling. "You know Spike?"
Dru smiled. "I made him. He is my prince. Isn't he pretty?"
Dawn nodded in agreement and soon the odd pair was talking like they were old friends. They talked until Dru sensed the sunrise coming and scurried away. Just as Dru left Buffy burst through the door, looking pissed off at someone or in this case, a something.
*****
Lindsey looked at the prophecy once again, and sighed. "Darla, I'm only doing this for you. This is the only way we can be together." He scanned the prophecy yet again, letting the words wash over him.
"The child from fire and the child from dark born near the dawn fathered by the vampire mixed in the light and dark shall be bonded together to stop the eternal darkness. With powers beyond imagination, they will banish all evil for all eternity."
Lindsey stopped and looked up at the figure just entering the room. "Are you up for this, Oz? You kill her, and you'll never have to worry about trying to control the wolf again."
"That's not why I'm doing this." Oz walked further into the room. Now Lindsey was curious, Oz had only seemed interested in controlling the wolf. That's why he came to Wolfram & Hart in the first place. "Then why are you doing this Oz?"
"The bitch deserves it. No one chooses a vampire over me and lives to stay with him." Oz's eyes flashed an unusual amber color. "When do we start?"
"Sooner than you think." Drusilla sing-songed as she danced into the room.
*****
"Anya!" Darla screeched. "I think my water just broke!"
*****
Hee Hee. More soon, I promise.
*****
Darla looked up suddenly. "I know." She said softly resting her hands on her pregnant belly. "I feel human, too. And it's not going away. Anya, it's like I have a soul, again. Only it's not mine." She rubbed small circles on her belly. Anya's eyes widened. "You can feel the baby's soul?" She asked. 'Okay, that explains a lot.'
The vampire nodded. "The baby has a soul and I can feel it. It yells at me 'Find William. Go to him. Tell him.' But now that I'm here it's yelling 'Leave him alone. He's happy.' And I feel so lost because I don't know what to say or do or how to act. And Anya that's just not me. I don't get scared confused and lost. I am a master vampire who has died twice. I don't get scared. I am strong, confident, sexy and beautiful. I can work mind games like no one else. And yet here I am, lost, scared, and pregnant. You're right, Anya, this isn't me, but no matter what I do, no matter how much I feed, it won't go away and I don't know what to do."
Anya looked at her friend who had begun to cry. Taking the normally strong vampire into her arms, she began to rock her slowly while making small shhing noises. 'What ever the baby is, it's making Darla weak.' Darla's tears stopped and she looked up at Anya half-embarrassed and half-angry.
"So, Darla how is Spike in bed? Is he good at giving orgasms?" Anya asked desperately wanting to distract the vampire. Darla laughed and began talking with her old friend about everything to Spike in bed to living with the Master to the Spice Girls to seeing Cats on Broadway.
*****
Willow silently moved around the apartment she and Spike shared. She wasn't mad at Spike anymore. 'No, I just don't feel like talking to him right now.' she told herself. But in all honesty, she still really hadn't forgiven Spike yet. She told herself and him that she did, but she couldn't. At least not yet. In reality, she was scared. Scared that he would choose Darla over her. And she hadn't even told the Scoobies the whole story behind her and Spike's relationship. She didn't even tell Spike the truth, yet.
She looked over at Spike, who was slouched on the couch. She stifled a giggle. 'Goddess, he's brooding. I don't believe it. He's more like Angel than he cares to admit. I wonder if he knows that he looks like Angel when he does that. Probably not. He wouldn't sit like that if he knew that he looked like the 'Great Almighty Poof' as he calls him.'
Spike sat on the couch watching Willow moodily from beneath his lashes. 'What is going on in that cute head of hers? She says that nothing's wrong, but I bloody well know her better than that. She's not even babbling. Should I be worried?'
Willow watched Spike watching her. "What?" she asked suddenly nervous under his deep gaze.
"You tell me, luv."
'How does he keep staring at me without blinking?' Willow swallowed nervously, and looked at him. "I told you I wasn't mad."
He raised an eyebrow.
"I just needed to think. There's a lot to take in you know."
Spike nodded as if to tell her to go on.
She sighed. "I mean, I know how important a family is to a vampire and that you'll probably want to leave with Darla and-"
"Willow." Spike said silencing her as he walked over to where she stood. "I don't give a fuck about Darla or my 'vampire family' as you put it. That life is dead, pet. You are my life and my love. Bloody hell, Willow. I want you. I love you. And unlike wolf boy I'm not going any where."
Willow looked up at him with tear filled eyes. "Really?" Spike smiled as he brushed her tears away with his thumb. "Really, luv. You're stuck with me for eternity."
The red head laughed. "Good, Drusilla was right." She said without thinking. Spike took a step back from Willow. "Dru? When in the hell did you talk to Dru? When did you ever meet Dru?" His eyes narrowed at his redhead.
'Opps.' Willow swallowed hard again. "When I was outside earlier today. And I have met her before. That's how I ended up in a coma junior year."
"She didn't hurt you did she?" He asked suddenly worried as he pulled Willow back into his arms. Willow laughed at his fussing and pulled away. "I'm fine Spike." He looked at her unconvinced. "Really. But there is something that I need to talk to you about."
"What is it, luv?" Spike asked as he noticed the change in her attitude.
"Um, maybe you should sit down."
"Luv, I've lived for over a hundred years. I've done worse things that you could ever imagine. I don't think that anything that you could tell me would cause me to-"
"Spike, I'm pregnant."
Thud.
Willow looked down at Spike's immobile body. "He fainted. He used to kill people with railroad spikes and at one point was pretty friendly with Jack the Ripper, and *this* causes him to faint?" She shook her head and looked down at the love of her life. Then she looked down at her stomach. "Two pregnant 'women.' He's gonna be in hell."
*****
Dawn paced the living room waiting for Buffy to get back from the Scooby meeting. 'What could it have been about? Did Spike and Willow finally admit that they're in love with each other? It's not like it wasn't obvious. I mean they've been in love with each other for over a year. Who could not have seen the looks that they gave each other? For months, Willow couldn't look at Spike with out blushing. And it's not like Spike was any better. He could never take his eyes off Willow. When the Scoobies were all together. She was the only thing that ever mattered to him. Heck, she's probably the only reason that he's still in Sunnyhell as he calls it. I still can't believe that no one's noticed it before. Well, the only reason I knew was because I accidentally walked in on them at Spike's crypt. Let's just say that taught me how to knock before barging into some one's crypt. I could look at Spike or Willow for a month without blushing. If they didn't tell everyone tonight, then I think that I will.'
Dawn stuck her head out the window. "Come on, Buffy, you should be done patrolling by now." Dawn looked around surprised to see a beautiful woman in a long flowing red dress walk up to the window. Her dark hair fell in soft ringlets all around her face.
"Hello, pretty light." The woman said in a lilting British accent. She reached out to touch Dawn's face, but Dawn moved her head back inside the window, and watched in fascination as the woman's hand bounced off the open window.
"Don't be afraid, Little One. I would never hurt my Spikey's Little Bit. I'm Dru. Who are you?" She looked at Dawn like she was the most interesting thing in the world. Dawn smiled inwardly. 'She seems nice enough...'
"Dawn." She said while trembling. "You know Spike?"
Dru smiled. "I made him. He is my prince. Isn't he pretty?"
Dawn nodded in agreement and soon the odd pair was talking like they were old friends. They talked until Dru sensed the sunrise coming and scurried away. Just as Dru left Buffy burst through the door, looking pissed off at someone or in this case, a something.
*****
Lindsey looked at the prophecy once again, and sighed. "Darla, I'm only doing this for you. This is the only way we can be together." He scanned the prophecy yet again, letting the words wash over him.
"The child from fire and the child from dark born near the dawn fathered by the vampire mixed in the light and dark shall be bonded together to stop the eternal darkness. With powers beyond imagination, they will banish all evil for all eternity."
Lindsey stopped and looked up at the figure just entering the room. "Are you up for this, Oz? You kill her, and you'll never have to worry about trying to control the wolf again."
"That's not why I'm doing this." Oz walked further into the room. Now Lindsey was curious, Oz had only seemed interested in controlling the wolf. That's why he came to Wolfram & Hart in the first place. "Then why are you doing this Oz?"
"The bitch deserves it. No one chooses a vampire over me and lives to stay with him." Oz's eyes flashed an unusual amber color. "When do we start?"
"Sooner than you think." Drusilla sing-songed as she danced into the room.
*****
"Anya!" Darla screeched. "I think my water just broke!"
*****
Hee Hee. More soon, I promise.
*****