Immortal:
the Virtual Series
Episode
2.12: Double Threat
Written
by Anne & The Main Slayer
Original airdate: July 24,
2005
Episode rating: K+
-Part 1-
Previously on Immortal
"You told me that strong was fighting. And that is true! You have to fight Buffy! Whatever you saw, whatever you are feeling, I'm feeling it too."
"And what am I feeling?" Buffy shouted at him.
"You are scared. You feel alone. You are unsure of what the future will bring but you have to believe me, we can create the future we want. We don't have to listen to dreams and nightmares. The future is what we make it Buffy. Please you have to listen to me, this isn't the answer!" Angel yelled.
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"Angel, its time." Buffy said.
"Time for what?" Angel asked.
"Time to change fate." Buffy replied to him. Angel looked down and saw that Buffy's water had just broken. It really was time to change fate.
Angel tore out of his bedroom and picked up the phone. He dialed their family doctor first and then the hospital. Connor, Dawn and Kathy went into the bedroom to help Buffy pack for the hospital. Angel then proceeded to phone Giles and Willow in London. He told them that Buffy was in labor and that once the babies were born he would call them. As Angel made the calls Buffy took out the overnight bag she had prepared a while ago and put on her sweater. Connor took her bag and headed for the door as Angel grabbed his keys. Dawn and Kathy helped Buffy to the door and helped her put her coat on. Angel handed the keys to Connor and told him to meet them out front with the car. Dawn and Kathy headed out with him as Angel and Buffy looked at each other.
"You ready?" He asked her.
"More than I could ever be." Buffy said to him. Angel kissed her and gave her a hug and together they headed out the door.
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Buffy and the gang arrived at the hospital in record time and were emitted right away. Buffy changed into the less than fashionable hospital gown and got into bed. The nurse set up Buffy's IV and helped her get comfortable. Now, all they had to do was wait. Angel stayed by Buffy side as Connor, Dawn and Kathy came and went. Connor was the wheelman, driving Dawn and Kathy were they wanted and getting Buffy whatever she needed. It was 11:00 before the doctor arrived and Buffy waited patiently as he ran through the usual baby talk.
"Hello everyone!" He said as he entered the room.
"Hi." Buffy said to him.
"How are you doing?" He asked her.
"I'm fine." Buffy said.
"No pain? No discomfort?" He asked her as he propped up her legs to see how far along she was.
"Nope. None." Buffy replied. Connor, Dawn & Kathy turned away as the doctor did his exam.
"Well that is good," The doctor said as he finished, "You are only 2 centimeters dilated. We are going to be here for a while still."
"Fine by me." Buffy said.
"I am hoping that we can deliver naturally, but with twins, in most case…well not most cases, all cases, we deliver via C-section. We will try for a natural birth as we always do, but it may not happen. Just be patient and I will be back in a while to check up on you. Let me know when the pain becomes too much."
"I will." Buffy said with a smile. The doctor left and Buffy turned her head back to Angel. Angel smiled and gave her hand a kiss. There was silence in the room as Buffy and Angel simply looked at each other. Connor decided it was time to break the uncomfortable silence.
"Well, I can see things are going well here. Faith is coming back and I told her I would pick her up from the train station." He said.
"Sure." Angel said to him not even looking up.
"Okay. I'm gone then." Connor said. Dawn and Kathy looked at him and waved.
"Wait for us! Call us when they come!" Dawn and Kathy ran after Connor and left Buffy and Angel to be with each other.
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Joyce looked down at Buffy and Angel as they awaited the birth of the twins. A single tear rolled down her cheek as she watched them talk and kiss and smile. She wished so much that she could be with her daughter as her grandchildren were born. But all she could do was watch and wait and send prayers down to Buffy and Angel. She had never really liked Angel but then she had never really given him a chance. Buffy looked happy with him. And that was all that mattered. She wanted so much to give him the chance. To be there for them as they became parents, but there was nothing she could do as she watched from the sidelines. Watched as her first-born baby became a mother.
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Dylan watched. He liked to watch. He was good at it. He would watch the world go by if he could. He enjoyed watching people self-destruct. He enjoyed watching them be happy, sad, energetic, sympathetic, and vengeful. He loved human emotions. They had such a variety of them. He was watching now as the emotions of the Slayer and vampire changed upon the pending birth of their children. Dylan was about to become a father as well. He would have his moment in the spotlight even if the DNA of his son had been changed. He would be evil. And he would bring about the end of the world. Dylan smiled then. Knowing that the worlds doom was only hours away from beginning. It would be a long time coming, and he may not see its end, but he will be there. Watching as the world itself comes to a screeching halt.
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Angel watched as his lover closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. He hoped that what she was dreaming was not a nightmare but a vision of hope, something happy and good. Angel held her hand as she breathed in and out. As her eyes moved around and her mouth parted slightly. Buffy scrunched her face and let out a sign as she tried to shift her in her sleep. Angel laughed as he watched her move around. Dreams of hope, which was what was keeping this together. That is what the Slayer dreamt…
Buffy sat in her rocking chair and silently sang a lullaby. Her children in her arms she looked down at their faces as she softly touched their faces. Slowly she stood and moved towards their beds. Two cribs awaited them. One had wildflowers, birds, green grass, and a rainbow surrounding it. Small forest animals were inside the crib as Buffy put her daughter into bed. She smiled at the little angel as the tiny animals went up to her and gave her kisses. As the sun beamed down on her and made her giggle with excitement. Buffy then moved towards the second crib. Where night and darkness surrounded it. A full moon rose high above the crib as a coyote howled to the midnight sky. Glowing eyes peered out from dead trees and shadows danced as the moon cast an eerie glow over the dark bed. Buffy hesitated only a moment and knew that there was no change. She placed her son in his crib and looked down at him. His eyes glowed red as he looked up at his mother. He smiled, and laughed slightly as the shadows took hold of the crib…
Buffy opened her eyes and swallowed hard. It was dreams like this that almost made her destroy her family. It was dreams like this that made her want to run away and hid. But, she knew that Angel had been right. Strong was fighting, so she would have to fight. Have to fight for her son's life and his destiny.
Part 2-
Willow stood in a private room, all alone, honing every fiber of her being in on the task at hand. The objects surrounding her began to swirl around as a great wind swept into the room. Images suddenly swept into her head…
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"That was excellent, lover," Angelus complimented, "If you would just untie me, I could teach you a lot more." Buffy sauntered behind him and easily snapped the bonds holding him against the chair. Once he was out of the chair, he grabbed Buffy and threw her…along with himself…to the ground and thrust into her so quickly Buffy didn't know what was going on.
"Yes…" Buffy cried out as sparks of pleasure flew inside her body, "…harder, Angelus, please…I need you." As their eyes closed in pleasure, they didn't notice a bright white light surround them for a few seconds and then decrease to a small ball of light that disappeared at Buffy's stomach.
flash
"You're having twins"
flash
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Dylan chanting quietly as the Slayer slumbered.
flash
More and more images of the past flooded Willow's mind as she then saw Buffy crying; Doyle told her that her child was evil…but Willow sensed something else…something different about the boy child, and it wasn't his rewritten prophecy. The child that was foretold to be evil…wasn't Angel's…it wasn't Angelus' either. 'But how?' Willow's thoughts wandered for a millisecond.
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"AHHHH!!!!" Buffy let out another wail, making Angel and the others in the room wince.
"Keep pushing, Buffy!" the doctor ordered.
"What do you think I'm doing?" She cried out in frustration, "You," she glared at Angel, "are NEVER touching me again!"
"She doesn't mean that," Angel tried to laugh at the nurses and doctors.
"You wanna bet?"
Buffy felt like her insides were about to explode out of her body. She had experienced pain before with being the Slayer but nothing like this. She had come in that night and had minimal if no pain at all. She was doing fine. It took a long time for the actual contractions hit, and she thought that her body was being pulled in different directions the minute the first heavy wave hit her. Her face was red and she was sweating like crazy. Angel had her hand and put his other hand over her forehead. A wet cloth was over her head as she breathed in and out. Buffy was sure that no matter what she would experience in the future, nothing would be this bad. She had to get this finished. She didn't think there was much more she could take.
"Get it out of me!!!" She cried.
"We are almost done, Buffy. Just one more huge push and the first baby will be out." The doctor said to her. In the beginning the doctor had been sure that Buffy would have to deliver by C-section. But to his surprise, she was more than capable of having a natural birth. It had been the first time in a long time that this had happened, if ever. Buffy had incredible stamina, she would get threw this fine.
"Angel." Buffy cried.
"Yes?" Angel asked her.
"When this is over," She said to him calmly, "You are going to go to hell and back again! I swear it!!! You have no idea how much I HATE you right now!"
The seriousness of her last comment made Angel's eyes go wide as the doctor said, "I see a head!" Buffy scrunched up her face in determination and wailed as she pushed her first child out. "It's a girl!" the doctor cheered merrily.
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As Dylan watched, something began to tear up at his insides…or rather, his son's insides. He felt the bond with his son and Buffy quickly disappearing. 'It's the witch' a little voice inside of his head told him. He tried summoning his powers, but the witch was too strong…
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Willow's eyes had now become an eerie silver color. "Bring back what was originally created! Let the change come undone! Now! Now!"
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A brilliant silver and gold flash blasted through Buffy's hospital room. 'Could it be?' Angel thought to himself, 'Did Willow get the spell?' Buffy wailed a second time and snapped Angel's attention back to her. She had only one more push and then there were two. Suddenly, he heard the doctor say 'It's a boy!' Buffy had fallen back on the bed in relief. Angel suddenly found himself with his two children in his arms. He sat down next to Buffy, whispering, "Look at how beautiful they are."
Buffy looked at them with a surge or pride, joy, protectiveness, and love. There was a gold glow in her son's eyes, and Buffy knew that Willow was able to change something...
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Dylan collapsed on the floor, screaming his lungs out. His connection…his son…gone…just like that…in a moment…and the child's father was now…Angelus? Suddenly, all pain of paternity being taken away gone, Dylan let out a cruel laugh…knowing that the child's destiny had not been changed…
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"I want her name to be Kera," Buffy said from the bed, now holding both of her children, "Kera Marie." Buffy smiled as Angel bent down to give her a kiss.
"Tristan Ryan," Angel said, "I've always liked the name. They are both Irish you know."
"Really?" Buffy asked him.
"Yes. Kera means 'pure' and Tristan means 'bold or melancholy'." Angel stated as he looked at his children.
"Their beautiful names." Buffy said as her eyes slowly closed and opened.
"You should get some sleep, Buffy." Angel said. Buffy opened her eyes and smiled.
"No, I'm fine. I just want to hold them some more." Buffy said.
"You will have plenty of time tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that. They are ours you know." Angel said to her as he got the nurse to come in for the babies. The nurse came and took the babies to the nursery and Buffy put her head back and closed her eyes.
"Angel." Buffy said quietly.
"Yes?"
"I love you." She said as she drifted off to sleep.
"I love you, too." Angel said as he kissed her forehead. Angel left Buffy to sleep and got on the phone to call everyone in her family and their friends to tell them the good news.
-Part 3-
Smoke encircled Buffy as she walked through the dense woods. She wore a white dress that hugged her body. Her hair was done up in ringlets and her lips were blood red. She walked like the dead as she navigated her way through the thick, growing fog. A twig snapped. She whirled around to find Angel in front of her. She turned her head and put her hand out towards him. All he did was stare at her. He lifted his right arm and pointed in the opposite direction. Buffy followed the line and saw a castle loom before her. She knew she had to go there, but she didn't want to. Angel then turned to dust before her and she gasped. She shed one tear and moved towards the castle Angel had been gesturing to. Buffy arrived at the large doors and took hold of the knocker. She hit the knocker twice on the door, and the door slowly opened. The front room was well lit with hundreds of candles and a large chandelier in the middle of the room. A tall dark man stood before her. She moved towards him and smiled.
"Tristan?" She called out.
"Yes, mother. I am here. I am so glad that you came."
"I had to. I had to see." Buffy said to him as she stopped.
"There is so much to see. You just have to be willing." Tristan said to her as he moved away from where he was standing. Kera hung from a noose attached to the ceiling. Buffy put her hand over her mouth and tried to move towards her. Tristan grabbed hold of her and held her close. Buffy tried to get away but he held her fast.
"You see? There is so much to see."
"Why?" Buffy asked as tears stained her face.
"Because its my destiny." He said to her. Buffy's eyes grew as her tears and cry's echoed throughout the house.
Buffy opened her eyes to find her family surrounding her. Buffy smiled and gave them a crooked glance.
"What?" She asked.
"Nothing. You just looked so peaceful." Dawn said to her. Buffy smiled and gestured for her sister to come towards her. Dawn and Buffy hugged as Connor and Kathy looked on. Angel was beside her bed, as usual, holding her hand. Buffy let go of her sister and looked towards her family.
"Did you get a hold of dad?" Buffy asked Dawn. Dawn lowered her head and shook it.
"Sorry. Nothing, as usual." Dawn said. Buffy let out a sigh and placed her head against the pillow.
"Figures." Buffy huffed.
"We will find him." Angel stated. Buffy gave him the "I'm sure" face but smiled anyway.
"So," Connor said, "You can go home today."
"I can. I can't wait to get on with my life and out of this hospital. You know how I hate them." Buffy said.
"We know." They said in unison. Angel laughed and looked at her.
"I called Giles, Willow and the rest of the gang. They say hi and congratulations. Giles may make a trip up but he is not sure if he can actually get away right now."
"That's fine." Buffy said, "I just want to go home." Within a few hours, Buffy got her wish. She went home and took her children and her family home with her.
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Joyce watched as Buffy and her family got into their large car. She wished so much that she could have been there. She was, but it wasn't enough for her. She had been such a good person in life. Did what was asked of her, went to church, and was a devoted mother and wife. So why had she died? What had she done? Why did she have to leave her girls and her family? It wasn't fair. She had to see them. There had to be a way. Joyce turned to find a spirit in front of her.
"There is no way." It said simply.
"There has to be. It's just not fair."
"It is fate." The spirit replied.
"Fate sucks." Joyce said. The spirit smiled and placed a hand on her shoulders.
"There are no answers. There is just fate."
"Please, only for an hour…two. I have to see her and the twins. Please?" Joyce begged.
"It is not my place to grant such wishes."
"Please?" Joyce asked again. The spirit sighed and looked down to the happy image before them. What could it hurt? Who could it hurt? The spirit gave her a tap on the head.
"We shall see." It said to her. Joyce smiled and looked back to her family. To her daughters and the new twins before her. She had to see them. There had to be a way.
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Dylan looked into his floating mass of light as he watched Angel take the children home. There was something bittersweet in the image before him. The world would end in a matter of years and there was nothing they could do to stop it. All it took was a simple ritual, a little bloodletting, and the bleeding of the son. And it would be done. The fate of the world would be over. The fate of the world would rest on the shoulders of a little baby who had no idea what he was capable of. It had to be done. On the next full moon, the boy would be branded with his destiny. His destiny to bring down the barriers that held the world together and plunges it to oblivion. Dylan then laughed. He laughed at the idea that something so innocent, could be so evil.
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Angel opened the door to their penthouse and smiled.
"Home sweet home." He said as he opened the door wider and let Buffy go through with the twins in hand. She was glad to be home. She needed a nap. Connor took her bag and put it in her room. Dawn opened the baby's room and set down the baby bag along with all the baby supplies that were just bought. Kathy went to the kitchen and turned on the kettle for some hot water and then sat down in the living room. Angel and Buffy went into the nursery and put the twins down. Dawn left the room and joined Connor and Kathy on the couch. They put in a movie and let Buffy and Angel settle the twins. Buffy took Kera and Tristan to their cribs and set her daughter down first. An image flashed threw Buffy's mind as she looked at her daughter asleep in her crib.
Flash
One had wildflowers, birds, green grass, and a rainbow surrounding it. Small forest animals were inside the crib as Buffy put her daughter into bed. She smiled at the little angel as the tiny animals went up to her and gave her kisses. As the sun shown down on her and made her giggle with excitement
Flash
Buffy knew that the image was from her dream. Her dream of what her children's futures hold. She smiled at her little girl as she slept soundly. She moved slightly and sighed. Buffy let a tear fall down her face as she recalled the numerous times that she saw her daughter die in her dreams. She shook her head and tried not to think about the dismal future that her daughter had. There must be a way to change it. This innocent soul wouldn't die. She moved away from her daughter's crib and towards Angel where their son was. Angel was smiling down at his son as the active boy moved about in his crib. Kera slept as Tristan moved and made odd noises. He smiled and laughed and cooed as his parents looked up at him. Angel put his hand in the crib and touched his son's cheek. Tristan smiled and hit his dad's hand. Angel looked at Buffy and smiled the biggest smile possible. Buffy laughed and closed her eyes as her son's fate moved threw her mind.
Flash
Where night and darkness surrounded it. A full moon rose high above the crib as a coyote howled to the midnight sky. Glowing eyes peered out from dead trees and shadows danced as the moon cast an eerie glow over the dark bed. Buffy hesitated only a moment and knew that there was no change. She placed her son in his crib and looked down at him. His eyes glowed red as he looked up at his mother. He smiled, and laughed slightly as the shadows took hold of the crib…
Flash
"There is so much to see. You just have to be willing." Tristan said to her as he moved away from where he was standing. Kera hung from a noose attached to the ceiling. Buffy put her hand over her mouth and tried to move towards her. Tristan grabbed hold of her and held her close. Buffy tried to get away but he held her fast.
"You see? There is so much to see."
"Why?" Buffy asked as tears stained her face.
"Because its my destiny." He said to her. Buffy's eyes grew as her tears and cry's echoed throughout the house.
Flash
Buffy opened her eyes again and saw that Tristan had fallen asleep. Angel moved towards the window and drew the blinds. He then motioned to Buffy to come out of the room so the babies could sleep. Buffy nodded and turned back to her son. His eyes opened and looked up at her. Buffy smiled at her son as a crooked smile sketched across his tiny lips. In the dark, his eyes looked as if they glowed. Buffy frowned and shut her eyes. When she opened them again her son was asleep. Eyes closed and content with where he was. Buffy breathed a sigh of relief. She had imagined it. That was what it was, Buffy moved towards the door and looked once more at her children. There was nothing in the world that made her happier. Now all she had to do was save her son's future and her daughter's life.
-Part 4-
Buffy and Angel went to bed early that night. Buffy was so tired and sore from the birth of her twins that all she wanted to do was sleep. She had spent the last three hours talking to Willow on the phone about any mystical means to help save her children…
"Buffy," Willow said, "I have no idea where to even begin with such a task."
"Willow, please, these are my kids we are talking about. There has to be something you can do other than change the paternity of my son." Buffy said. Frustration had taken over and a headache had presented itself. The nice thing about not being pregnant was that Buffy could now take painkillers and stop the headache from becoming worse.
"Buffy, I just don't know. I mean I can try. I will try. I want to help in every way that I can, but I have no idea what you want from me. You can't change fate or destiny. It's impossible. Its something that can't be done." Willow said to her.
"Willow, it can. You just won't do it." Buffy said.
"Buffy you can't ask me to mess with destiny. It's not natural."
"But you have the power to do it, so why won't you? These are my kids!" Buffy yelled.
"I realize that. But you can't change fate for selfish reasons. It has to be for the good of the world." Willow said to her friend trying to calm her down.
"This is for the good of the world. Do you have any idea how many lives you will save by changing it? More than just mine and my daughter's death will happen if this future happens. I won't even be able to save the world this time, we have to do something." Buffy said.
"Alright, I can go and talk to some oracles and fates, but I can't guarantee that they will even help." Willow said to her giving up.
"Talk to Cordelia, too. She might be able to help."
"She is a higher power, I'm not sure she can." Willow said.
"Try. For me?" Buffy said. Willow sighed and shook her head.
"You know I will." Buffy and Willow got off the phone and Buffy decided it was time to take a nap. She was tired and mad from the situation that had presented itself. She needed a break. She needed something to take her mind off her worries. She closed her eyes and tried to think of happy times with Angel and their children.
A light presented itself before Buffy. A bright luminescent light that lit up the entire room. At least she thought it was a room she was in. She saw all white furniture and candles lining the room. She saw a large mirror on the opposite end and a door loomed ahead of her. A translucent form appeared before her. She looked at the blue eyes of the image before her. It was a woman and she was smiling.
"Buffy?" It asked.
"Yes."
"Please will you sit." Buffy sat down and looked up at the floating woman before her.
"Why am I here?" Buffy asked.
"You will see. It will only take a moment." The woman left and a chime sounded. The chime sounded three times before the large door slid open. Light came from the door and Buffy squinted. When she opened her eyes she could believe what she saw.
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Dylan watched the baby boy sleep. You were to be mine. You were to be my successor. You were to be the worlds largest evil. Well you still will be the worlds largest evil, but you will no longer be my son. Instead, my apprentice. You will end this world. Dylan smiled as he placed an amulet in the child's crib. Tristan's eyes opened and glowed…red. Dylan laughed silently as the amulet increased Tristan's strength and provided the ability for an accelerated growth. Not by much, but by just enough that his fate could come to pass much sooner. Tristan giggled in his crib.
"Shh," Dylan said, "You will soon be ready. Not now, but soon." Dylan then left. Left the boy to grow and learn from his parents and himself.
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"Mom?" Buffy asked. Joyce smiled as she looked at her daughter.
"Buffy." Joyce said to her. Buffy stood and embraced her mother. She felt warm. Just as she remembered her. Warm and full of life, which Buffy soon remembered was over. She moved out of her mother's arms and looked up at her with a concerned expression.
"What are you doing here? How is this possible?"
"I asked for a favor." Joyce said to her. Buffy smiled and sat back down with her mother.
"This is great. I have so much to tell you." Buffy said to her mother.
"And I have so much to tell you," Joyce said with hesitation in her voice, "But I can't stay forever. We only have an hour and then I have to go."
"Oh, well then we can't waste it. At least I will sleep for an hour." Buffy said to her with a smile. Joyce and Buffy talked about everything from the time she died to the present. Joyce was surprised by some things, but not surprised by others. She knew that Dawn would have troubles after she died, she knew that the responsibility would be on Buffy, and she knew that Hank would not be a part of it. There was nothing she expected from that man anymore. He was a waste of space and for some reason she had always known it. Even when she was married to him. Joyce was surprised with Buffy's choice to be with Spike after Riley, but she almost figured that it would happen. Spike was the only one there and the only who knew what she was gong through. It was bound to happen, not that she was thrilled with it, but still. Joyce smiled at her daughter and moved a piece of hair out of her eyes.
"I am so proud of you." She said to her.
"Thanks. It's been really hard. But seeing you makes me happy. Did you see them?"
"I did."
"Cure hey, they look just like Dawn when she was little." Buffy said.
"No Buffy," Joyce said looking into her daughter's eyes, "They look just like you."
"Thanks, mom." Joyce smiled and lowered her head.
"What is it?" Buffy asked.
"Buffy, your children are a blessing, but the world is trembling. Something is happening, or at least will happen. I don't know what it is, but all I want you to know is that I am with you all the time. I never leave your side. I'm always watching and always praying. I love you so much. I just need you to know that." Joyce said.
"I know, mom. I know. Something will happen, but we are trying to fix it. Willow is trying. We can fix it, we can. We have to. I won't have my son…" Buffy let a tear fall as she lowered her own head to put her face in her hands. Joyce took Buffy's face in her hands and looked into her eyes.
"Now you listen to me. You and your family are going to be fine. We are Summers women. And those children have Summers genes. They are going to be great kids. With you and Angel, they will be great. They will do well, I promise you. You just need a little faith." Joyce said.
"I know, but it's hard. With my nightmares, it's hard."
"You need to ignore them. They are dreams Buffy. Not all your dreams tell the future." Joyce said to her with a warmth in every word.
"Most do." Buffy said to her.
"Most, but not all. Trust me. Everything will be fine. Now, chin up. You have two children to take care of and raise. I love you. Please tell Dawn that I love her too."
"Do you have to go?" Buffy asked her.
"I do." Joyce stood and headed to the door she entered from. Buffy followed her and took hold of her hand.
"Please, just stay a while." Buffy asked.
"I've already stayed longer than I should have. I love you." Joyce said as the large door opened.
"I love you, too." Buffy said. Joyce entered the door and it shut behind her. Buffy closed her eyes and opened them…
Angel was looking at her as she opened her eyes. Buffy smiled and gave him a hug as she sat up. She held onto him tightly and closed her eyes for a moment. Angel hugged her back and gave her a kiss.
"Why the huge hug?" Angel asked her.
"I saw my mom." Buffy said to him.
"You did, and what did she say to you?"
"She said that she was happy for me and you. That the children would be fine because they have good genes, blah blah blah. I don't really believe her. She knows. She knows that Tristan is going to be evil. She does Angel. I know she does. Everyone does. Willow has to fix this, she just has to." Buffy said to him.
"Buffy, please, can we just let this go right now. We have to children that need us. They need us right now. All of his. They don't just need our presence, they need our mind and if their mothers mind is elsewhere.." Angel said.
"I know, I know." Buffy moved out of his arms and smiled at him. A cry emitted from the baby's room and Buffy looked towards the door.
"They need us right now." Angel said. Buffy took his outstretched hand and headed to the room with her boyfriend. Buffy and Angel entered the room and Angel picked up their son. Kera was sound asleep in her crib while her brother cried and cried. Angel handed him to Buffy and Buffy took him in her arms and smiled.
"What is it? Did you have a bad dream?" Buffy asked her son. Buffy moved Tristan into the nursing position and fed her son. Angel watched Kera in her crib and looked over to Buffy. Angel smiled. This was the beginning of something perfect. A perfect new life with Buffy, his children, and their bright future.
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Dylan watched them. Watching was fun, he always got a silent pleasure out of watching people go about their silly lives. Dylan watched as his new apprentice ate and smiled and cooed. The end was near, the end was present in the innocent eyes of a one-week-old baby boy named Tristan.
