A.N: Alrighty, so here is the big reveal about what the doctor told Buffy, this story is no good without a few twists. And for all of you out there that are expressing concern over the fact that this is going to be a prophecy baby, don't worry there's a perfectly normal answer, well, as normal an answer as you can get on the Hellmouth. Right, so since I had to play with the timeline and everything to make the date of Buffy's conception actually happen when Spike and Buffy were still doing the naughty, a lot of the episodes will be messed up. So episodes like 'Help' and even the majority of 'Lessons' which deal with Dawn going to school, will only come into the story later on. Right now, since Buffy's in her 5th month and she conceived somewhere in February, it's in July and still another month before Dawn returns to school. Anyway, enough of this super long Author's Note hope you enjoy the story and review please.

Disclaimer: Blah, blah, I own nothing

A.N #2: I'm reposting this because I realized that when I posted it for the first time, I included a part of the chapter beforehand. Sorry about that, hopefully it didn't confuse anyone too much.

Buffy cradled two cups of hot chocolate in her hands and stood in front of the basement door, steeling herself to go downstairs. She exhaled loudly and chastised herself mentally. So what if it was her first meeting with Spike since the whole soul-having revelation? It wasn't like anything was different. Buffy snorted in laughter, sometimes she was such a child, and here she was having two. She finally reached for the door handle but couldn't get a grip on it, due largely to the oversized mug she had in her hand.

"Stupid pregnancy, first my stomach gets fat, then my ankles, now my fingers, what's next?" She juggled the mugs for a few seconds but the splash of steaming hot liquid on her hand stopped her.

"How am I supposed to open this door?" she asked herself. The answer came in a flash of inspiration. She bent back wards slightly and balanced the cup on her stomach, steadying it with one hand and reaching for the door handle with the other.

"Buffy?" Willow said, rounding the corner, "What's going on?"

"Oh, Will, look, I learned a new trick" she motioned to the cup balanced precariously on her stomach.

"Pretty soon I'll be able to do that standing up straight"

"Were you going to see Spike?" the redhead asked.

"Yeah," Buffy admitted, "I wanted to bring him some hot chocolate to lessen the blow."

"Lessen the blow?"

"Yeah, you know 'oh by the way, I'm pregnant with your twins, I have no idea how it happened but do you want some hot chocolate?"

"You're going to tell him?"

"Yeah, figured I'd ride the wave of excitement from finding out about the twins all the way down to the basement and tell Spike before I chickened out."

"Sorry, Buff, I just saw Spike leave about twenty minutes ago, said something about going to the blood bank."

"Damn" Buffy said, "Oh well, no icky confrontations for Buffy tonight" Willow studied her friend's face with a curious expression.

"Buffy, what's wrong with the twins?" Buffy's face fell.

"Or not" Buffy sighed and moved into the kitchen, Willow trailing close behind. She set the mugs on the counter and sat down.

"Don't change the subject, Buff"

"I'm not, no change-age of the subject by me" She took a gulp off her hot chocolate, and looked Willow in the eye.

"Why do you think something's wrong with the twins?" Willow sat down next to Buffy and sighed.

"I can feel it, it's like everybody has an aura, right? Well, your's is stronger then most because of the whole Slayer thing. So normally, it's full of your power and protective vibe and now there's like an undercurrent of darkness, like something is really, seriously wrong" Buffy sighed again and almost subconsciously, laid a hand on her belly and stroked it absently.

"The doctor, she said, something about the twins being monochorionic or monoamniotic or something. What it really comes down to is that the twins are sharing the same placenta, which could lead to something bad."

"What do you mean something bad?"

"As in there's a 50 chance that one of my babies could die. There's this thing that happens, where the umbilical cord gets twisted around one of the babies' necks and it could . . ." She looked down into her hot chocolate and a tear dropped into it. She looked back up at her best friend, tear tracks coursing down her face.

"Will, I was so worried about what could happen to them once they come, I never even considered that something might, something might kill them before they're even born" Willow gathered Buffy into a hug, stroking her back gently.

"Sssh, Buffy, everything will be fine"

"How can you know that?" Buffy sobbed

"I'll cast a protection spell over the twins, a heavy-duty one"

"But that's magic, aren't you afraid it'll go kabloo-y?"

"Its good magic, it's to protect the Slayer and her babies, I'm sure the Powers that Be will let this one go" The Slayer loosened Willow's hold on her to gaze into her eyes.

"Will, just promise me you won't tell Dawnie"

"Too late" said a voice from the doorway; both women looked up to see Dawn standing in the kitchen doorway.

"I couldn't sleep" she explained before joining Buffy and Willow's hug.

"Everything will be fine, Buffy, don't worry" There was a moment of silence as all three just enjoyed the feeling of being together, after Willow's brush with the dark side, it had seemed impossible for this moment to ever happen again. Add in a Slayer expecting twins and the whole situation was somewhere beyond the realm of 'That's never gonna happen', then Dawn said;

"Hey, I'm still naming one of them" Buffy erupted into something between a sob and a laugh and said;

"God, being a mom sucks"

After the other two girls had gone to bed, Buffy had wandered the house aimlessly and finally happened upon the phone. Steeling herself, she dialed Giles' number in London. Twirling the phone cord around her finger, she waited impatiently through the ringing, until his answering machine picked up.

"Hey Giles," she said to the machine, "It's me, Buffy. I didn't really expect you to answer your phone seeing as how it's like 2:30 over here, so that means it's like 6:30 over there, but you never know I mean maybe you get up early to make a super early cup of tea. Okay, so I'm babbling, I know, I just really need to talk to you right now, not just some stupid answering machine. Something bad is happening, Giles and I don't know how to fight it, don't even know if I can fight it, but I need your help. Which is slightly stupid considering you're an ocean away, but still, getting back to the point, can you just give me a call when you get this message or when you get any of the other ones I left already? Okay, thanks" She laid the phone gently back in the cradle and stared at it for a long minute before turning around and heading for the basement. She knocked lightly on the door to make sure Spike really was gone and when there was no answer, she opened the door and proceeded down the stairs. She settled herself into the cot, knowing she was going to have to pay for the uncomfortable bed in the morning in the form of aches and pains but at the moment, she couldn't care less. She closed her eyes and breathed in the scent of Spike before sliding off to sleep.

Spike entered the house a few hours later with dawn nipping at his heels. He ran to the basement and its cool safety and stopped dead at the sight of the petite pregnant blonde lying in his cot. He approached her slowly and kneeled a few centimeters away from her. He could feel her warm breath against his cool skin and the effect was startling to say the least. It set the long dead nerves in his face a flame; it was almost as though she were breathing new life into him. He knelt in front of her, mesmerized and the realization slowly dawned on him, he had loved this woman. In some distant part of his past, separate from this scary, amnesia ridden place he know called his brain, he had loved her with all of his undead heart. He eased himself into a sitting position on the floor and laid his head on her pregnant belly. He could hear two heart beats inside, and wondered if she knew, or if the father did.