AN: this chapter is dedicated to JessAngelus, who was more than kind to express that my story was almost perfect, thank you, Jessie! And she also said she was going to nominate me for an award, which is very sweet of her, so I hope you like this one! 

An2: the theme of the wedding is fairy winter in case you are wondering, it belongs to me and it may be called my own dream wedding. So don't steal it!

Chapter 10 part B

"History is in the making"

(Nc17 version)

ZZZ

Valentine's Day, 2006

"Xander!" Buffy yelled as she caught sight of him among the myriad of strangers working in and out if the house.

"Isn't this supposed to be bad luck? I mean seeing the bride before the wedding and all that…" Xander said as he encountered Buffy coming down the stairs, already dressed for the ceremony.

"You are not the groom, and I'm already married, besides I need you to do me a favor," Buffy was carrying a gift bag and she opened for Xander to see, inside; there were a bunch of tiny blue boxes that came from Tiffany's. "I need you to give one of these to each guest who arrives."

"Sure, Buff. What's in it?"

"It's a bit of present and something to remember the day by, you are supposed to pull the bells out and ring them when the minister of peace pronounces us as husband and wife again." Xander pulled his own bell out of a box, it was a small platinum bell, engraved with B&A letters above a claddagh symbol, and it came with a card that said:

"Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow.

Don't walk behind me, I may not lead.

Walk by me and be my friend."

Old Irish proverb.

In memoriam of our wedding,

Buffy and Angel thank you for your presence,

and above all for your friendship.

February 14th, 2006.

"Buffy! This is so sweet, you guys are being so kind, now I'm kinda sorry—I mean—I got you a cheap toaster and all, I didn't just say that, ops Anya is going to kill me…by the way you look so beautiful today!" Xander said as he hugged the bride with deep affection.

"It's ok, Xander, you know how much I value your friendship...no matter what you gave us. By the way, where's Anya?" Buffy had been looking around the house for all of her bride-maids, she had yet to find a single one.

"She's retouching her makeup; I think she's up there with Willow and Tara." Xander said pointing upstairs.

"That's odd, I though they weren't here yet…" Buffy said in reference to Willow and Tara. "Have you seen anybody else?"

"You mean like Patrick and Angel?"

"Well, yes, among others…Dawn in particular, I need to find her soon," as Xander and Buffy spoke the caterers arrived. "I need to speak to the caterers, so when you do see them, give them the bells, would you?"

"Of course, Buffy. By the way, congratulations, I'm sure you and Angel are probably going to be very happy…I mean ten years waiting must be something, right? Wait—does he know about Patrick? I mean Anya and Willow said something but I don't want to burst anyone's bubble or anything like that, not on a happy day like this."

"Yes he does. I told him months ago…we've been dating since then, but Patrick doesn't know, so don't say anything when he's within earshot. We aren't prepared to tell him the truth yet."

"Copy that. I'm gonna go hand-out the bells then."

"Thanks, you are the man."

Zzz

"Well, look at all of you! I thought you'd be checking out the tent… apparently there's more to Harry Potter than meets the eye." Buffy said to Angel, Patrick, Dawn, Joyce, Anya, Tara and Willow; who were watching Harry Potter and Prisoner of Azkaban on Angel's huge TV set.

"We wanted to talk to Patrick, and we found him here with Angel, so we sort of got hooked-up on the story." Willow said never tearing her eyes from the screen.

"Hey I know this is a great movie and all that, but we sort have a wedding scheduled in…" Buffy turned her wrist and checked the time on her tiny watch. "45 minutes, so… would you' all mind very much to go downstairs… now, I mean the caterers, the musicians and waitresses are all waiting for you to go out to the tent, they are kinda needing the guests, you know?" Buffy said as she stood in front of the screen to block their view.

"I think its bad luck to see the bride before the actual wedding," Angel said turning the TV and the DVD off. "So I'll stay here and pretend I haven't seen you."

"But we are already married…besides I kind of wanted to talk to you in private."

"OK, well you guys heard the bride; let's go downstairs…I'm sure we can sneak something out of the kitchen." Joyce said taking Dawn and Patrick with her.

"Before you guys go, Tara had something she wanted to give to you," Willow said as she handed Buffy a jewelry box.

"It's not much, it's just a bit of a t-tradition, my mom had a friend who was Irish and she gave her a l-lucky hankie when she got married, so I thought I should give it to you, since you are getting m-married," Buffy opened the box and true to words there was a small hankie inside, it was made of white silk and embroidered with water pearls. "It's s-supposed to be kept until a baby is born and then you can turn it into a bonnet, and give it to him or her on they day of his wedding. I thought you'd like to h-have it."

"Thank you so much, Tara! That's very sweet of you… I don't know if there will be a baby but I'm sure it's a lucky hankie indeed… I'll keep it safe. Maybe, who knows if Patrick might get this in a few years!" Buffy said as she gave Tara a strong hug.

"That's what I t-thought."

"Thank you, Tara. That is a very strong Irish tradition, you know? My own father gave me a hankie the first time I got married, but I don't know what I did with it. I'll be sure to keep this one around for Patrick." Angel said fingering the delicate piece in his hand.

"We are going to be downstairs, by the way, Buffy. We are all sorry we didn't have time to throw you a bachelorette party! We should've, but you eloped and then there wasn't any time to plan a thing." Willow explained pointlessly, she knew Buffy had planned things that way.

"Don't worry, Wills. We'll have time to throw many more parties later, by the way, ask Xander to give you each your presents…now Angel and I sorta need to…"

"I know; you wanna talk in private. In case I didn't say it before you do look beautiful today."

"Thanks, I tried to."

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"So what did you want to talk about?" Angel said as he checked his tie and his shirt on the full length mirror.

"I lost my vows, I thought I've given them to Dawn but turns-out I didn't!" Angel pulled two envelopes out of his jacket and gave them to Buffy.

"You gave them to me day before yesterday; you said you'll probably lose them." Buffy smiled goofily, she was such a dork, she hadn't misplaced them; she had given them to Angel.

"So are you ready to get re-married?" Buffy asked Angel as she checked her own appearance on the mirror.

"Ready as I'll ever be. By the way, everyone is wrong, you don't look beautiful."

"I don't?" Buffy said sheepishly.

"No, you look dazzling, and radiant, you are the sexiest bride I've ever seen. You are beautiful every day; but today, you are exquisite, Mrs. O'Quinn." Buffy felt her blood travel up her neck as he said that, mostly because he said it huskily and he said it as he dipped his tongue on the valley between her naked shoulder-blades, she did look very pretty. Before Buffy could reply to the compliment, there was a knock on the door.

"Can we come in?" Gunn said as he opened the door shyly.

"We are about to come down, but sure, you can come in…" Angel said opening the door fully.

"Oh my god, Buffy! You look so beautiful!" Fred said with shining eyes, she loved weddings and she also cared a lot about Buffy.

"You do look quite stunning today, Buffy." Wesley completed more seriously but not less reverently.

"It's my wedding, so I thought I ought to look my best…"

"You do." Cordelia said less friendly than anybody else had, but she was still being honest.

"Enough of this, people, we have to start this ceremony soon or nobody is going to look decent on the pictures, I've redone my makeup twice, so stop making teary eyes at the bride! I don't have an endless supply of under eye concealer, you know!" Dawn said, coming into the room to steal away Buffy. "You said you wanted to see me?"

"Yes, I need Dawn. So all of you please go outside and feel yourselves at home, we'll begin in about twenty minutes! And thank you so much for coming!" Buffy said leaving the groom and the guests in a hurry.

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"What's the problem? What did you want to talk with me?"

"I need you to give me these when they ask for it." Buffy said opening her hands to show a small pillow with the wedding bands attached to them by silk ribbons.

"Oh, Buffy! These are so pretty…and they say "Buffy & Angel perpetum" on the inside! Oh look at the tiny heart held by tiny hands and the pretty little crown…"

"Dawn, I need you to focus! I'm trusting you with these rings because you are my only sister…so don't you dare lose them! Ok?" Buffy said to Dawn firmly and forcibly. "Now come help me fit my hood, it must be freezing outside.

"I promise you I'll keep these safe as houses! They are so sweet!"

"You better! Those cost Angel a small fortune."

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, dear." Joyce said, coming inside the room. "But Lorne is here already, and he said he wanted to say Hello."

"Oh look at that bride! That's a much more suitable dress, young lady! Now…" Lorne said, holding Buffy's hands away from her body to take a better look at the dress she was wearing.

"We're sticking to the schedule, Lorne; wait for me downstairs, we'll talk all you want after the ceremony. Ok?" Buffy said cutting-off the man; he had a tendency to swallow time when given a chance.

"Ok, looks like somebody is in charge today, I'll be downstairs… I just wanted to say you look beautiful. And that I think is great that you guys flew me over from Las Vegas and paid me a fantastic five stars hotel, thank you… I guess even you can turn into a bridezilla given the right amount of pressure."

"I'm sorry, Lorne! It's great that you are here, we like you a lot, so we did all that to have you here with us. I'm sorry if I've been mean, I'm just kinda getting tired of this whole 'Buffy you look so beautiful today' it's like I've been butt-ugly every other day of my life!"

"That's not true honey, you just look particularly pretty today, don't take it like that, we just want to make you happy… let's just go downstairs, I'm sure that after the ceremony ends you'll let that weigh go off your shoulders." Joyce said as she padded Buffy on the shoulder.

"I'm so glad you are here, Mommy! I thought we'll never be here… I'm just messy today, I don't even know why."

"It's the day of your wedding, baby, it's only natural to be nervous."

"I'm so happy you guys made it."

"Oh, but we had too! You are my baby; I couldn't miss your wedding! So let's enjoy this fine day. Wipe off those tears, tonight you are the star, so shine-up!"

"I love your mom too, Buffy! She's such a great mother." Lorne said joining the mother-daughters hug.

"We know. She's the best." Dawn said matter of fact.

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The wedding took place in a huge tent outside Buffy and Angel's house, they had a string quartet playing, and the decoration contained ice sculptures of fairies, it was snowing so people were wearing coats and furs. Buffy was wearing a gorgeous strapless Vera Wang dress made of satin and incrusted with pearls and crystals, complemented with a diamond tiara, pearl and platinum earrings and a white velvet hood in a style reminiscence of medieval/Irish weddings; Angel was wearing an Armani Tuxedo with a silver tie. The bouquet was made of white roses, violets, jasmines and lilies, the tables were adorned with miniature fairy towns, where all the tiny fairies were dressed in white and silver. They served Goose, and salads for the vegetarian, and they drank Crystal champagne.

After the famous wedding march started, all the guests stared at Buffy making her grand entrance; she had decided to be walked through that aisle by Patrick since her father couldn't make it.

Angel received her at the fake altar with a huge, warm, smile; he had dreamed about that day since he was a teenager.

"Welcome my friends! We are gathered here today to witness the renewal of vows of our dear friends: Buffy and Angel, who had decided to rejoin in holly matrimony in this fine winter day." Lorne said as he opened his book of notes.

"It's been said that love is no longer real, that it's something we read about in novels, but I assure you that these two are a testimony of the wrongness of that phrase, the fact is that love remains, and it's as strong and as powerful as it ever was. Now without further ado let us hear you vows." Lorne said ceremoniously.

"This is an old Irish proverb that we'd like to read to you before we say our vows, it's inside the little boxes that Xander gave to you, please read with Angel and me… Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Walk by me and be my friend." Everybody said together in unison.

"May we have the rings please?" Lorne said, and Dawn produced them promptly.

"By these rings may the rest of the world be witness that these two are married, and belong together for the rest of their lives. You may exchange them."

Then it was Buffy's turn to tell her vows:

"Today, I Buffy Ann join my life to you Angelus, not only as your wife but as you friend and as your confident. Let me be the shoulder you cry on, the friend you laugh with, the keeper of your secrets, the cup in which you drink the wine of this life and the warmth of your heart and soul, so long as we both shall live. Today I begin this journey with you by my side, and I promise you that this hand will never let go from you, no matter what." Buffy placed the claddagh on Angel's finger, and he kissed her hand.

Angel's vows:

"Today, I Angelus join my life to you Buffy Anne, not only as your husband but as your protector and as your friend. Let me be the shoulder you cry on, the friend you laugh with, the strength when you are in need, the keeper of your secrets, the warmth of your heart and soul and the man that gives you his life. Today I begin this journey with you by my side, and I promise you that this hand will never let go from you as long as I live." Then Angel placed the claddagh on Buffy's finger, and she kissed his hand.

"Congratulations, I present you now Mr. and Mrs. Angelus O'Quinn." And then they kissed each other on the lips, as Buffy and Angel kissed all the guests rang the bells as they had been told to. "Those were some of the most beautiful vows I've ever heard, very heartfelt. Congratulations! May you live in harmony for the rest of your life!" Lorne said, wiping a non-existent tear from the corner of his eye and ringing his own bell.

"Thank you! We wrote them together." Buffy said giving Lorne a warm hug, he was the first to congratulate the bride as they separated.

"I shouldn't say this, but I think you are going to make it, I mean staying together for the rest of your lives, you know?" Lorne whispered to Buffy as they hugged.

"Thank you, I sure hope so!"

Zzz

Gunn's speech as the best man was excellent, he spoke of how kind Buffy was and how much she had changed Angel, of how she was meant for him, also about the fact that she was so beautiful that Angel should keep and eye on her because she was going to be invited to a great deal of parties with those looks, he said she was the light missing to Angel's life, she was Angel's angel.

And then Buffy tossed the bouquet, Dawn was the one who got it over Cordelia and Joyce who were also single. Then the garter went unobtrusively to Gunn who was the only male who was still single and older than 18 at the party. To close the fine evening Buffy and Angel served an artistic creation of almond/nutmeg/ and Swiss chocolate, it was a cake styled to look like a fairy town and it tasted like heaven. Everybody had eaten twice; Patrick had even served himself a third piece.

The night ended for good when the bride and groom said goodbye to the party and left, Patrick was going to stay home with Joyce and Dawn, while Buffy and Angel spent a week at Cape Cod and Martha's Vineyard.

Zzz

The famous wedding night

"Well Mrs. O'Quinn, seems to me like this our wedding night."

"It isn't, we had a wedding night a long time ago." Ten years ago to be perfectly correct.

"Well, considerate it a new wedding, so that this night must be a new night as well."

"Ok…I'm going to take a bath, so would you like to share it with me?" Buffy said huskily, she felt really sexy now that she was formally married to Angel.

"That sounds like a fantastic Idea." Angel said as he discarded his clothes. They had decided to go to Martha's Vineyard for their honeymoon, a friend of Anya's had recommended a cozy little inn where they would have privacy and romantic spaces in abundance, it was also by the sea so they would hear the ocean howling at night.

"Would you find me the sexy teddy Cordelia gave me, I can't find it… I wanted to wear it tonight." Buffy said bent over the suitcases, she was sure she had packed it.

"I can't find that, but I'm going to find something much more interesting," Angel said bending over Buffy's back to find the zipper on her jean and push it down. "I'm on my way to find a certain wet little thing…"

"Looks like you are going in the right way," Buffy moaned huskily as Angel rubbed her mound above the clothes, conscious of the importance of the night Buffy drank a full glass of champagne just to lose her inhibitions; the inn had given it to them complementary since it was their wedding night and all that. "That feels so good…kiss me; I want you to kiss me." Angel turned Buffy's face to a side and found her neck and cheek, and then he started kissing her lips soundly and wetly. She tasted like Swiss chocolate and champagne to him.

"What do you want me to do, Love?" Buffy guided Angel's hand to cover her breasts, they were round and hard, the nipples turned into pebbles. "Tell me…. do you want me to kiss you? Do you want me go down on you? Do you want me to just make love right now? What do you want, baby?"

"I want you inside me," Buffy said wrapping her hands above Angel's and leading him to touch her breasts. "I want you fingers inside me…"

Angel released Buffy altogether and pushed her softly towards the bed, she fell at the edge.

"Let me just get rid of this…" Angel said as he removed the rest of his clothes and tossed them violently aside, among the suitcases and everything else that was occupying the bed, he felt like a rowdy teenager now that he was finally married to Buffy, he couldn't get over his need to be inside her. "There, now we have space."

"All I needed was you, come here….make love to me," Buffy said as she opened her arms for Angel; he came shiftily, expecting the sweet, supple flesh of his wife to welcome him. "You eyes look so pretty today, like amber, do you know how handsome you are?"

"You are going to make me blush, baby." Angel said as he opened each button of Buffy's silk shirt tenderly, underneath them, her skin was warm and slightly pink, as if she had blushed when he started touching her…just like she had done the first time they made love so many years ago. "You have so much beauty in you, Buffy, not just physical but emotional and you are so important to me, so important that I would lay here just touching you and that alone would make me a very happy man."

"But wouldn't you be happier… if you were inside me?" Buffy said aiding Angel as he removed her jean and shoes, leaving her only in her underwear.

"I would be in heaven…" Angel said as he sucked the little pebbles through the silk bra. Buffy moaned deeply as she felt a hot surge of blood go fast and unbinding through her body, he was biting around her nipple very softly and each time he did that she felt wetness gathered inside her.

"I want you to taste me…I love it when you make me cum…with your tongue," Buffy turned deeply crimson when she said that out loud but it was true and he was more than willing to go down here.

"Naughty girl, I'm going to make you come many times tonight… I was reading something about the g-spot the other day on Cosmopolitan, I think I want to put that theory to the test…" Angel said discarding Buffy's underwear and pushing her up on the bed, so as to both of them could fit inside, and Buffy's hips were placed high on a mountain of pillows.

"G-spot, huh… I think I've heard some of that—Oh god!" Before Buffy could continue Angel used his tongue to draw little circles around Buffy's navel and then go lower, down to her sex, using his thumb to apply pressure to the lower wall of her channel, where the natural wetness was already flowing.

"Tell me if you don't like it, some people say it's uncomfortable," Angel pushed his middle finger inside her and made circles around the soft, wet flesh, in seconds it started contracting rhythmically around his finger. Buffy's response was a deep sigh; she even raised her hips to get her sex closer to him.

"More please…" Buffy gasped as she felt her heart sped up with the riot of sensations that Angel was creating.

"Your wish is my command," Angel said as he inserted another finger and started making a come-hither motion to the upper side of her channel, the area directly behind her clit, a tiny round area that was thicker and harder than the rest, that famous g-spot, which he was never able to stimulate with his tongue due to its position.

Buffy gasped as sensation climbed up, she started feeling taut and heavy as if her limbs were filled with lead, then her back went all taut as he body started screaming for more. Angel continued making little circles around her clit with his tongue until he felt her go all rigid and shake with tiny ripples of pleasure.

Buffy screamed soundly as a hard-rocking orgasm hit her, her entire body went in flame with just a few minutes of that combination of touches, minutes of wild contraptions followed as Angel continued stimulating both outside an inside, much later, Buffy laid down on the bed, incapable of believing such a pleasure was possible.

"I guess the test was checked?" Angel said weighing her flushed left breast on his hand, he was laying beside her on the bed, marveled at the science that engineered women to be that perfect. Buffy had an expression of perfect satisfaction that won over any ice-cream flavor or special shoe sale.

"God that was so…good…can we do it again… sometime later?" Buffy said with a loopy grin, now that she had tasted a new level of satisfaction she wasn't going to let it go.

"You bet…" Angel said positioning his body above hers. "But first we got to have one for me."

Buffy laughed a little wickedly and wrapped her arms around Angel's shoulders. "I'm a little strummed now, maybe….if you do things right, I'll come again."

"Is that a bet?" Angel said pushing just the tip of the manhood inside. "Or is it a dare?" before he could decide which, Buffy raised her hips and made him slide in to the hilt, it did fell hot, wet and tight as hell, but there was no way he would let go of that exquisite sensation.

"I need you to bite my neck…I like it so much when you suck my neck…would you?" Buffy said bearing her alabaster column to his mouth, Angel complied with her request sucking hard on the skin above her jugular. She came, blindly, pulsing endlessly around him, making him tremble as he plunged in and out of her with driving force.

"Oh dear gracious Lord!" Angel shouted as he plunged in deeper, Buffy moaned and wailed as he got faster and faster, slamming her against the bed, as his orgasm approached Angel stop thrusting altogether and stayed deadly quiet, suddenly Buffy felt a ripple go through his body and then the release began deeply inside her body, a warm surge that made Angel heavy and limp as dead.

"I guess we are going to need that bath now…" Buffy whispered as she caressed Angel's head, the hair on the back of his neck was soft, not as spiky as the rest of it, it reminded her of Patrick's hair when he was a baby. And that though was followed by a rush of motherly sensation that nothing could've stopped.

"That was so perfect, baby! I have no words!" Angel said letting his weigh fall on top of Buffy. It couldn't have been more than a few minutes when Angel felt Buffy shuddered and draw a painful sigh.

"What is it, baby? Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you?" Angel said as he caressed Buffy's cheeks, she was a mess of tears and run-on mascara.

"No-not at all, it's just that your hair, the one in the back of your head, it's just like Patrick's, like he had it when he was a baby…"

"Oh, I didn't know that…why is that making you cry?"

"I don't know; it's just that, I don't know why I feel so emotional right now, like it is my wedding night and … we are finally married. It just makes me want to cry with joy," Buffy left the tears go unbidden and Angel hugged her closer to his body, kissing her temple as the rush of deep emotions came and went. "The though that I could've had this kind happiness ten years ago and I didn't … it makes want to cry and scream… I was so stupid."

"You made a mistake, but we are together now… that's all that matters… I love, you Buffy. Please don't cry in bed; it makes me feel like an asshole."

"I love you so much, Angel. I love you so much that it hurts inside, when I wasn't with you I felt as though a part of me had been cut out, like I wasn't me anymore, but a shell of who I'd been."

"I felt so lonely without you, lonely even with a woman beside me, and lonelier when the world loved me… you were the only person I wanted to be with. You are the only person I ever loved."

"And now we are…" Buffy stopped speaking because another rush of tears came flowing form her eyes.

"Together." Angel completed at least, now he was weeping too.

"I left the tub ready, so…would you like to bathe with me? We sure need to." Buffy said as she wiped the tears from her neck and her cheeks.

"I'd love too, darling."

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Buffy and Angel went to tub and stayed there until they were all wrinkled.

"Hey, you said you were going to test that theory several times tonight, maybe it's time to test it again…" Buffy said as she caressed Angel's manhood under the water, it was turning firm quickly.

"Maybe, but I was thinking about some other positions that I like very much…" Angel said as he licked Buffy's collarbone.

"Which would that be?" Buffy whispered sassily.

"Doggy style, you know how much I like your perky little ass." To prove his point Angel grabbed Buffy's round orbs and settled her right above his crotch, to she was straddling him.

"I'd like that very much… so would you let go…so I could stand up?"

"Mhm, letting go of you, I don't think so…Mrs. O'Quinn." so Angel stood up fast and grabbed Buffy under the knees and carried her to the bed and dropped her unceremoniously.

"Hey, that was a little rough, don't you think?" Buffy said as she dried herself with the covers, she was still soapy wet.

"Get on all fours, Mrs. O'Quinn." Angel ordered to Buffy.

"Is that an order?" Buffy said wickedly turning over so she was laying on her stomach.

"Yes, it is, you are my wife now, you said you would obey me…" Angel kneeled behind Buffy and pushed her up until she was on all four in front of him, with her knees spread apart and her head bent down on the mattress.

"Do we have a safety word?" Buffy said suddenly scared of what Angel would do to her.

"No, should we? I'm not going to do anything that I haven't done before. And I know you don't do anal, so don't be worried, ok?" Buffy said yes with her head but she wasn't sure.

"I'm just going to kiss you, and touch you…" Angel said and true to his words he just kissed her shoulders and caressed her tights, feeling her loose the tension. "And then I'm going to make love to you…"

Buffy moaned when she felt him inside her again, heavy and slick as he was, her own hand of it's own volition went down her and felt him thrust in and out softly, he had no rush so he let her drive the pace by how deep she remained without complaining.

Some ten minutes later Buffy started going very hot and her channel was as wet and as tight as it could get, so Angel took her hand and placed it above her clit again and made her make circles with it, Buffy understood what he wanted and continued. So Angel continue pushing until he felt her scream at the top pf her lungs again, as her third orgasm of the night over-took her, it was hard, and it made her loose control of her knees; and it ended just about the same time as Angel started having his own release.

zzz

"Wow, is it always going to be so good?" Buffy asked as Angel spooned her afterwards. She didn't even bother to look for the Teddy again, she just laid there with Angel behind her.

"I honestly hope so, baby…I'm so tired now. Could we sleep? I feel my eyes are closing on their own." Angel had been so caught up on the whole week before the wedding thing that he hadn't slept well in days, now that he was sated all he wanted to do was sleep it over.

"Of course, it's past two in the morning any way, I think is definitely time to be sleeping… I love you, Mr. O'Quinn."

"And I love you, Mrs. O'Quinn." Angel said hugging Buffy closer to her body and wrapping the covers tightly above them, the window was open and through it you could hear the wind howling by the beach and the odd opportunistic sea gull fishing in the dark. It was a lovely lullaby for the young lovers.

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March 1st 2006

LA district court house

"The honorable judge Katherine Morgan presides, all rise," The officer said as the judge entered the room. "In the matter of O'Quinn versus Frazier, for the custody of Patrick Daniel Frazier, may all be seated now."

"You honor: I'm here in representation of the Buffy and Angel O'Quinn who are the biological parents of Patrick Daniel Frazier and would like to rectify his paternity." Gunn said presenting the judge with all the evidence required.

"So, you are the biological parents and you claim that Mr. Angelus O'Quinn didn't know this fact until thanksgiving last year, am I correct?"

"You are correct, your honor." Gunn responded in representation of his clients.

"You, Mr. William Frazier, have named this child as you own, why is that?" Spike lawyer was none other than Lindsay McDonald. The same man who had gotten Darla with child while she was cheating on Angel.

"Your honor, my client claims that he had lived with Mrs. Buffy Summers for the past ten years, sharing a department with her, and calling her son his own." Lindsay said as he presented the judge with evidence of his claim.

"I'm aware of that councilor, what I'm asking is why?" The judge was aware of how sneaky lawyers could get, especially Lindsay who was famous for twisting minds at the last moment.

"My client can respond to that better than me, your honor." Lindsay say in order to give Spike the floor.

"I love her, your honor, I've loved her since we were in high school, we had many classes together, we even went to senior prom together, we were inseparable…but then this man over there, Mr. Angelus O'Quinn got her drunk and made her sleep with him just to spite me, nine months later Patrick Daniel came, and I assumed since I've been with Buffy too, that it could be mine, but she never wanted to do the paternity test." Buffy could not believe what Spike had just said, what a bleeding nerve he had!

"Your honor may I have a word?" Buffy asked respectfully.

"You may,"

"This man called William Frazier was never my boyfriend, we have not had sexual intercourse in any form or way ever, and in fact, he and I had never even kissed. He's lying to you. The truth is that he has a deep envy of my husband and ten years ago he prepared a sham were he made appear that we had slept together. Once Angel and I separated under very unfriendly terms he came and tried to seduce me, when I said no he offered me his friendship instead…I was near eight months pregnant then so I took his generosity. When Patrick Daniel was born he took the liberty of presenting him as his son, and I, been the stupid 16-year-old I was, accepted this illegal arrangement. But he knew all the time that my child could never be his, it was Angel's, and nobody could deny that." Buffy showed the judge a picture of: Buffy, Angel and Patrick, the resemblance was unbelievable.

"Alright, this is a case of he says she says…I'm going to rule in favor…"

"Your honor there's more to the case, Mr. Frazier has some serious psychological issues, he's an abusive father, he has abused Patrick and we can probe it."

"Well that seems very much necessary, what sort of evidence do you have?"

"We have the testimony of Lieutenant Kate Locksley who arrested Mr. Frazier D.U.I at thanksgiving last year; the child in question wasn't wearing his safety belt and was seated on the front seat." Gunn gave the report to the judge.

"Also we have the testimony of Miss Harmony Kendall who is an acquaintance of Mr. Frazier and can testify that he uses vulgar language and physical threats to execute discipline on the boy."

"More to the point we have the testimony of Willow Rosenberg who is the child's godmother and is also a pediatrician, who will testify that Patrick has been showing signs of psychological abuse since October last year, and to even further corroborate, we have the testimony of his 4th grade teacher Mrs. Jessica Roland will also testify that the child has been acting different since October last year, that he has express himself in vulgar terms to his teachers, dropped his grades to the point of near flunking the year and even gone to detention more than four days in a row, becoming very close to an expulsion."

"Well Mr. Frazier, I'm afraid I can't toss aside this case, it has a great deal of aggravating things and due to the notoriousness of the biological father I'll might have to move quickly unless I want a spot on Oprah and Larry King Live…so this moves to a formal trial, I'm scheduling for April 5th, 2006 so as to give both teams enough time to gather evidence… also I'm going to need a private conversation with Patrick Daniel before that. So until then, I grant Mr. Frazier one supervised visit a week, with the warning not to discuss or influence the child in anyway. Well, ladies and gentlemen I'll get in contact with your lawyers soon."

"The honorable judge Katherine Morgan leaves now, this hearing is adjourned." The court officer said to all inside the room.

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"I can't believe he's got all that." Spike said with consternation.

"Don't worry, we'll fight them, we are going to dig very deep and we are going to find everything they have…you'll see, that child is going to be yours, and Angelus O'Quinn reputation is going to be destroyed for the rest of his life."

"It's not the child that matters to me, it's winning, I want to see them groveling, I want them defeated, crying, begging, suffering down on their knees. Angelus does not know who he is messing with." Spike said snidely.

"It's ok, darling. We'll make it all better, you'll see, Patrick Daniel is going to be yours, I promise you that. And Buffy and Angel are going to drown in their pain." Drusilla said; Darla had gotten in contact with Spike as soon as she arrived at NY back in December 2005, and then she had introduce Spike to her friend Drusilla Graham, the famous fashion designer and gorgeous brunette he was currently dating, Spike was even falling in love for her. He care about her so much that he accepted her to be in the same room with them as the hearing happened.

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"That man, Spike's lawyer, that's the guy that got Darla pregnant and then left her." Angel informed to Gunn and Buffy.

"Oh! So that means she's in it too. We should get ready to contradict everything she digs of your dark past."

"That would be wise, also, the brunette besides Spike, she's Drusilla Graham, a very close friend of Darla, so this all may become a media circus real soon, I'd like you to forbid all kinds of discussion of the case in public media, could you do that?" Angel asked Gunn with a worried expression, he knew that if things became public Patrick would see himself submerged in a net of gossip.

"I could, and I'm going to, I'll let you know as soon as the motion is ready."

"Thank you, Gunn. We are going to go home now, we'll see you soon, ok?" Buffy said with another frown of worry on her face.

"Sure, we'll see each other soon then."

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March 17th, 2006

Saint Patrick's

Code blue (move forward)

One of those very expensive things that Angel had bought for Buffy at Hartford was her Elle Saab grand gala dress. It was grass-green satin with an underskirt of black velvet and purple taffeta that trailed a foot behind Buffy, it was embroidered with amethysts and black crystal applications, and it had Italian lace at the cleavage. You could say it was quite the dress and Buffy had looked ravishing on it.

They had gone to a charity event that night, for the Yale-New Haven Breast Cancer Institute in New York City, in the morning of that very same day Patrick and Angel had attended the famous green parade of Saint Patrick's day, Buffy had been busy and as you guys know, she hated parades, this time Patrick had behaved perfectly well, he had even bought a few green t-shirts for everyone, in fact he had had a great deal of fun with Angel.

That night, it was the first public event where Angel had taken Buffy officially as his wife; together they had shined up the evening. Buffy had been the talk of night, mostly because she was a knock-out in that dress and she was also not a trophy wife like the lot of them. Fred and Wesley had been there too, and they spent most of the night talking about the honeymoon.

Been a night for fundraising, the raisers had served crab cakes, salmon puffs, caviar, beluga eggs and pink champagne. They had also danced to The Dave Matthews band. And over-all, they had managed to collect near half a million dollars for the foundation. It had been a very successful evening for the foundation.

All great, had it not been for its messy consequences…

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On the way home from the foundation gala:

"I'm going to stop at the drugstore," Buffy said, she had been the designated driver that night. Angel had had about five glasses of champagne, so he wasn't good for driving.

"Why?"

"I need to buy some Pepto-Bismol or something like it. I have a terrible heartburn."

"I bet it was the crab cakes," Angel said rubbing Buffy's stomach tenderly.

"I think so, yeah."

"Ok, pull over that wallmart over there. I'll go get you something. You stay inside the car, bolt the doors by the way."

"Sure. Get me something like Theraflu too, I feel like I maybe coming down with something." Buffy had been feeling a little sick for a couple of days, as if she was getting a virus or something like that.

"Ok. Turn the lights down. And don't open the door to anybody." It wasn't very far from home. And the neighborhood they were in was relatively safe. But, you never knew these days, especially when you were driving a Benz.

Five minutes later:

"I think you should drive, Angel. I'm all dizzy and I'm going close my eyes to try and make it go away." Buffy said; she was having a mounting headache and some nausea too.

"Are you ok? What are you feeling?" Angel touched her forehead with the back of his hand, she was a little clammy but not feverish.

"I think its food-poisoning or something like it. My head is spinning and I feel like I want to throw up."

"OK. Scoot over then, you'll let me know if you want me to pull over, ok?" Angel said as he made the drive back home in record time. Luckily he wasn't pulled over for speeding and Buffy didn't need to throw after she had Pepto-Bismol.

The nanny had been watching Patrick, since it was near one in the morning, he gave her a drive. Her name was Amy. She was a candy stripe at the Faith O'Quinn Clinic.

"I'll be back in a little while, Baby. Go to bed. You'll feel better later; I promise I won't be long." Angel said to Buffy; she had taken some Tylenol for the headache, and gone straight back to bed, she had fallen asleep a few minutes after.

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Around 2:30 in the morning, Angel woke because the bathroom light was on, and it was getting on his eyes. Through blurred images he noticed Buffy standing over the toilet. She was drowned in some kind of contemplation.

He blinked several times, and rose fully, remembering Buffy's earlier state; when he arrived home after dropping Amy off Buffy was sleeping soundly, so he hadn't even touched her afraid that she'd wake up feeling sicker and angrier because he had waken her.

He barely made it in time to gather her hair out of her face.

The sound of strong retching filled the place.

She mumbled something like 'get out' through the sick heaving but he remained beside her, placing a cold cloth to her forehead and gathering her hair out of her face.

She was throwing her guts out of her body, cold sweat was covering her back and trembling spasms were seizing her tiny frame. She was positively green with stomach illness.

"Get out!" Buffy Barked as she collapsed down on the floor, her legs giving away.

"Calm down. This isn't the first time I see barf."

"No. Leave me alone please; I don't want you to see me like this!" Buffy was quite embarrassed. She didn't want Angel holding her hair as she puked.

"Shut up…here, use this." Angel handed Buffy another wet cloth as he flushed the toilet. But it wasn't over. She walked a few supported steps out of the bathroom and then the sickness came back. Making her empty the lasts remains of food still inside her, some were the salmon puffs evidently so by the pinkish discoloration.

Angel held her though the whole thing, feeling a little sad for his love. She was making terrible sounds. It was probably rather painful. He had been food-poisoned once or twice and it was never pretty.

"God! How can you stay there and watch over that?" Buffy asked with bitterness, he had placed a pony tail around her long locks, preventing them from getting soiled with barf. And he was holding a glass of water in case she wanted some.

"Because."

"Don't you want to throw up too?"

"If I had that weak of a stomach… I would have never become a doctor. Relax, Buffy, you'll feel better now. Is it all out?"

"God I hope so!" Buffy rose slowly from the floor and washed her face, feeling immensely better now it was out. She crawled back to bed and collapsed like a rag doll on the mattress.

"Come here." Angel said as he sat next to Buffy on the bed and gave her a little purple pill, with a glass of water.

"What's this?"

"Nexium. You'll need some protection on your stomach. It looked like you threw up some bile there. That stuff burns your esophagus, so this will stop the heartburn from coming back."

"Thank you… I'm so sorry you saw that."

"Don't worry. That was husbands are there for; remember the whole in sickness and in health? Lay down now, baby, you'll feel better real soon." Angel said as he placed a pillow under Buffy's head and then caressed her belly tenderly.

"I feel so dizzy. The room is revolving around me."

"It'll go away, close your eyes, and take some deep breaths. You'll feel better soon, doctor's promise." Angel stayed rubbing Buffy's stomach as she tried to sleep, it sounded rowdy to his ears like she was going to be sick again later.

"I don't know what I'd do without you." Buffy whispered as the heartburn dissipated.

"It's alright, baby. I'm here for you."

"That feels so great. The massage I mean, it feels great." Angel was caressing her abdomen in small circles right above the epigastrium, which was the place above the navel where the stomach muscles resided, where nausea was supposed to start.

"It's and old Irish magic my grandma told me."

"You are a silly little Irish man. Go back to sleep. You have lots of stuff tomorrow, I'll be fine."

"Sush…I will sleep when you do. You just rest; I'll keep an eye over you." Angel stayed up until she fell asleep again, noticing this whole episode with a detached eye, adding to one frightening conclusion…

Buffy was pregnant again.

They'd had protected sex when they remembered to do it, but, not all the time. Never since the wedding, which was probably the reason why she was pregnant in the first place, it had been eight weeks since Buffy's last period; which amounted to early January or late December, perfectly set for conception.

Angel remembered that it had only taken one night the first time, so this might be just that easy. Buffy wasn't thinking that. She thought it was just a stomach virus. As a doctor this second-baby prospect scared him a lot but as a father he felt amazed. He loved Buffy to death, and that might be putting her in unnecessary risk. He didn't need another baby. Buffy might not be able to go through the pregnancy. He started wondering what he should recommend her to do. More so, what he would beg her not to do.

He was doctor. He knew of the risks of both having it and losing it. But should she set her mind in having it, he would watch her like a hawk. Made sure she was never in danger of losing the heart. He didn't have to suspend the medication. In truth, she had the past in her favor. She had done it before. Why shouldn't she do it now, when everything was in the right place? She could also decide not to have it. And as doctor he would agree that was very reasonable. But as a father, he would be devastated. He needed his second chance. And he was absolutely positive that Buffy wouldn't get an abortion. She didn't do it when she had every reason to. Why should she now?

One thing or the other, Angel was sure of one thing, Buffy was pregnant with his child again.

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This is the end of chapter ten, Folks!

I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did! Another chapter will come to you next Friday!

Don't forget to review me!

An: this is the last sweet/mushy/tender chapter you'll read, so cherish it, what comes next is drama! Now you've been warned!

The mean kitten.

Extra: this one of my favorite songs of all time, I can't tell you what I feel when I hear it because is just so especial and emotional that it's beyond words! Look for it at youtube it's the best love song ever written by a rock band, in my honest opinion. I love you, Jason Wade!

"Everything"

by Lifehouse.

Find Me Here
Speak To Me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That's leading me
To the place where I find peace again.

You are the strength, that keeps me walking.
You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.
You are the light to my soul.
You are my purpose...you're everything.

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

You calm the storms, and you give me rest.
You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.
You steal my heart, and you take my breath away.
Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

Cause you're all I want, You're all I need
You're everything,everything
You're all I want your all I need
You're everything, everything.
You're all I want you're all I need.
You're everything, everything
You're all I want you're all I need, you're everything, everything.

And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

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An: this song was previously used by Ducks on her mega-story "Something Old" just in case this rang a bell. I just love it too much. And it fits the chapter to the hilt! Anyway thank you for reading this far!

The mean Kitten.