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Alexis was smiling as she picked up the phone. "Alexis here."

Greg's voice on the other end was soft and in pain, which worried her. "Alexis, I have something to tell you. Spike was injured today."

At his words, she dropped the cup in her hand. Gasping, she took a step back as Greg continued. "He's in a coma but-"

"I want to see him." She said, tears threatening.

"Lou's already on his way. And the doctor's think he's going to be fine." Greg tried to comfort her.

"I just want to see him. Thanks Greg." Without waiting, she hung up on him.

Numbly, she gathered a few things and went to stand outside, waiting impatiently for Lou to drive up. When he pulled up the drive way, she ran to the SUV and stepped in, buckling on the seatbelt as Lou began the drive back to the hospital.

"What happened?" she demanded as they waited for a green light.

"A shot hit the building's supports and weakened it, so when a second shot hit it, it went down on him."

"The whole building?"

"Just that section." Lou replied, squeezing her hand. "Nikka's with him and Nikka will take care of him."

"I know, I just...I've got something to tell him." Alexi's gaze was drawn involuntarily to her lower torso and Lou followed it.

"You're pregnant?" he asked mildly as the light turned green; he had expected it sometime.

Alexis waited a moment before replying. "Yah, about a month along now. I didn't know till just two weeks ago and I still have to tell Spike."

Lou nodded. "Make sure you tell him as soon as he wakes up, alright?" he said as he slowed to a stop in front of the hospital.

"I plan to." She replied, hopping out.

Walking inside, she was met by Jules. "Come on, I'll lead you to him." Alexis only nodded and followed Jules through the hospital to Spike's room, where the rest of the team stood waiting.

"Any news?" she asked as Team One turned from Spike's room to her.

"He's stable. Would you like to go in?" Greg offered and Alexis nodded. He held the door open for her and she stepped inside, observing the man she loved unconscious on the bed.

His brown hair was flaked with sawdust from the supports. There were scratches on his face and hand but overall he didn't look too bad off. That didn't stop the worry coursing through her. "Spike." She murmured, sitting down next to him and holding his limp hand in hers. "Wake up."

Spike didn't wake up that night, or for the next few nights. Alexis stayed by his side, only leaving to eat and drink and those she did by his side as much as possible.

On the third day, Spike finally came to. Groaning softly, he opened his eyes to see his wife bent over him. "'Lexis?" he whispered hoarsely.

"Spike." Tears slid down her cheeks and she leaned forward to hug him tightly, pulling back when he winced. "Are you alright? I di-"

"Just bruises, I guess. You look like you need some sleep." He smiled weakly at her.

"I just couldn't sleep. I was so scared that you'd never wake up and leave us-" she cut herself off, realizing what she had said.

Spike didn't clue in right away. "Us?"

"I'm pregnant." She whispered, meeting his confused brown eyes.

Spike stared at her for a moment. "You're pregnant." He said, taking her hands in his. "Really?"

"Really."

Spike pulled her into a tight hug. "How long?"

"About a month." She replied, hugging him back. "I meant to tell you earlier but your mother died and then...it just never seemed like the right time."

"That doesn't matter, what matters is now." He told her, leaning in to kiss her.

"Yah." She murmured before kissing back.