Characters: Joss W. Story: Me Buffy gets the news but how does Giles react?
Giles was waiting for her when they got back. She kissed him on the cheek then suggested they have an old fashioned movie night. Everyone readily agreed and soon all four of them were squished onto the leather sofa enjoying the latest chick flick that Buffy and Willow had bullied them into.
It was after the third misunderstanding, that left the actor with hurt feelings and the actress thinking that this break-up was forever that the phone rang. There was a scramble but Xander was the first up to answer it. He came back a moment later, worry creasing his brow. "It's for you Buffy, it's a Dr. Porter."
Buffy took the phone, unable to disguise her nervousness. She went into the other room where she knew the others couldn't hear her. "Yes?"
"Miss Summers?"
"Yes?"
"We got your test results back. Congratulations, you're pregnant!"
"Are you sure?" Buffy couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"Positive. Miss Summers you'll need to make an appointment with your OB as soon as possible to make sure there are no complications."
"Right."
"Miss Summers, be happy! You're going to be a mother!"
"Thanks, um, good bye." She hung up and not knowing what else to do sat down at the kitchen table. She was barely aware of the others entering the room. They were laughing and talking, arguing over some of the plot flaws, but it all stopped when they saw her sitting there, pale and drawn.
Giles felt himself nearly overwhelmed by a feeling of foreboding, so he did the only thing he could think of, "tea?" The others nodded silently.
Willow and Xander sat on each side of her, ready to protect her or lend her their strength. When the tea was done Giles sat across from her an dpoured them each a cup. He watched Buffy but her expression betrayed nothing.
"So, what did the doctor have to say Buff?" Xander was trying to sound lighthearted but his shaking hands revealed just how scared he was.
"Is everything okay Buffy? I'm sure if there's something wrong we can fix it." Willow refused to be pessimistic.
"It's not Dawn is it?" Buffy shook her head.
"Buffy, Buffy, please say something." His voice was nearly a whisper but she could hear the desperation in it. She realized then that he loved her like no other had or would. When she hurt, he hurt just as much as he smiled when she was happy. It was that powerful love that compelled her to speak.
"I'm pregnant."
Giles's eyes went wide at her whispered confession and Xander and Willow stopped their worried chatter. "I'm sorry Buffy, could you please repeat that?"
"I'm pregnant," she repeated it a little louder, "you know, with child, in the family way, bun in the oven, sprogged up."
"Oh Buffy, the 'gift'!"
"Huh?"
"Xander, the baby, it's the Powers' gift to her and Giles."
"They could've started a family anytime."
"No Xander after her miscarriage, oops, sorry Buffy."
"It's okay. After my miscarriage the doctor said I wouldn't be able to; too much trauma to the abdomen."
"Oh, so, um wow, a baby, congratulations."
"Giles?" He was staring blankly at her having not said a word since her announcement. "I see, well, I guess I'll go to bed now. We can talk about it in the morning guys." Buffy left the room fighting back tears.
Willow and Xander watched her go then turned back to Giles. "Well way to go Giles."
"Yeah I mean I'm pretty dumb when it comes to women but even I now that what just happened wasn't a good thing."
"Pregnant?"
"Yes, Buffy's pregnant. She told you and you just stared at her. And then you just let her leave, without saying anything!"
"But, but, wh-wh-what?"
"I'm going to bed. If I try and talk to him right now something might happen that I'll regret later." Willow left, shaking her head at the stupidity of the man she had once considered the smartest in the world.
"Giles, man you've really stuck your foot in it now. If you ever want to see her again, or ever get to know our child, you'd better go after her."
"But, she wouldn't, I mean she's an intelligent woman."
"Who just told the man she loves that she's pregnant and didn't get anything in response except your codfish impression. And as wonderful as that is, I'm guessing that's not exactly what she was hoping for."
"The doctor said she couldn't."
"Doesn't matter anymore. Look if I know Buffy, and I know her pretty well by now, she's planning on running. And in case you don't remember, she's very good at not being found."
Giles looked up at the earnest young man across the table from him. Everything was finally sinking in. "Christ, Buffy," he stood up and began to leave the room. "Thank you Xander."
"No problem G-man, I'm gonna be an uncle now, it's my sacred duty to give good advice."
