"Spike can you hear me? The baby is coming." Buffy said anxiously, rolling out of the bed carefully.

What just happened? Was that a dream? Was it really…He looked over at Buffy, still pregnant. And alive. He walked over to her and kissed her. Then he bent down to her stomach and kissed it. Thank you.

Spike flew down the hallway, knocking on every door he passed by. Everyone came rubbing their eyes and stumbling into the hall. Giles had been staying on the couch the past few nights to help prepare for the baby. He came running up the stairs, hearing the commotion Spike was causing.

"What is going on?" He piped up, putting his glasses on. He looked at Buffy, now coming out of the bedroom. "Oh right! I'll go get the bag!" Quickly Giles ran back downstairs and grabbed the hospital bag. He then drove Spike and Buffy to the hospital while Willow and Tara got dressed, called Xander and Anya and took Dawn to the hospital to wait for the baby to come.

Twenty-six hours later, Buffy was holding a beautiful baby girl. Tightly wrapped in a pink blanket, the baby just gazed up at her parents. Blue eyes and blonde hair.

"We did it Buffy. She's here. Of my whole existence Buffy this is…the most amazing thing I've ever seen." Spike said, taking the infant's small hands into his own.

"I love you, Spike." Buffy said, still soaked with sweat.

"I'll always love you Buffy." Spike said, kissing Buffy's forehead. "And you…" He looked at his new daughter.

"I was thinking about Annalise Joyce Summers. What do you think?" Buffy said, staring at her newborn then to her lover.

The image of Emily appeared in his head. Emily. "I think I like Emily." Spike said, giving Buffy a chance to think about it.

She looked down at the baby before handing her to Spike. "Emily Joyce Summers. I love it." She smiled.

Spike looked at Emily. "This is the start of a new beginning, Emily."

It wasn't long before Spike came into the waiting area. He was so happy that he almost forgot how to talk.

"Well?" Dawn said.

"She's perfect. Their both perfect!" He gleamed.

Everyone started hugging each other. Tara gave Willow a passionate but much needed kiss after such great news!

"Do you want to see them or what?" Spike asked impatiently but still overjoyed.

"Of course!" They exclaimed.

Spike brought them into the room. There was Buffy with their daughter. "We're naming her Emily Joyce Summers." Spike announced.

"Sorry Xander." Willow said, a large grin on her face. "It's a girl. I guess you're just a ladies man." She said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. Tara smiled at them.

"She is extravagant. I'm so proud of you Buffy." Giles said, tearing up.

"Thanks Grandpa." Buffy said.

Spike watched as his daughter was passed around the room and then back to Buffy. He didn't understand the dream or whatever that was last night. Maybe it was a prophecy. Whatever it was it was not going to happen. This was it. This is Making Amends.

Don't worry… I've got a sequel coming sometime soon. Reviews help my thought process. :D Thanks y'all for reading. Check out some of my previous work. In your reviews tell me which you'd want to see more of: Adult Emily (I have some juicy things to write about her and another character…) or child Emily (should be funny with her parents being who they are.) Who knows, maybe I'll write both. Take a second and just let me know though, please.