November 12, 2004

Buffy casually grabbed a pair of her favorite jeans and slipped them on; as she went to button them she realized they were too tight.

"What? These jeans just fit last week." She moaned.

Suddenly she remembered why they don't fit.

'Am I finally showing?'

She pulled the jeans down a bit and stood sideways looking at the mirror; a tiny bulge was noticeable in her lower abdomen.

'I HAVE A BABY BUMP!' she thought excitedly.

"Angel!" She yelled as she jumped around with excitement.

"Buffy? Is something wrong?" he asked as he practically ran into the bedroom when he heard her yell his name.

She jumped into his arms and kissed his lips, he caught her, holding her up.

"Ahh...Buffy?" he asked unsure why he was suddenly getting such attention.

She smiled at him, "My pants don't fit!" she said giddily.

"Umm, I'm sorry?" He apologized, not getting what she meant.

She sighed at his terminal guyness. "I'm finally showing, I have a baby bump!" She clarified.

He smiled back, "Really?" he asked putting her down so she could show him.

She grabbed his hand and pressed it to her stomach, he grinned when he felt the slight bump. "You're right, that wasn't there before." He laughed.

Her smile suddenly vanished, "My pants don't fit." She whispered, morning the loss of her much loved pants. "I love those pants; I've slayed like a hundred vamps in them."

Angel noticed the mood swing, she didn't get them too often, but when she did, he was rapidly learning to be very careful of what he said to her. "That's a good thing" he quickly wrapped his arms around her waist, "It mean's our baby is growing."

She nodded, still not appeased.

"You'll wear then again, after the baby is born." He suggested.

She frown deepened, "What if I never get back to my pre-baby weight. I won't fit in any of my clothes!"

He grinned and thought of something that would defiantly turn her mood around, "This just mean now you get to go shopping for new clothes."

A smile slowly spread across her lips, "Shopping? New clothes?" she asked.

"Mmm, hmm. Anything you want." He whispered in her ear.

A full smile surfaced, "Anything?" she asked turning to face him.

"Anything" he agreed back, inside he was cringing about what those words were going to cost him, that wasn't a credit card bill he was going to like.

She hugged his neck tightly with excitement then turned to rummage through her closet and drawers; she needed to find something that still fit to wear to the mall.

As he watched her a smile crept along his face, 'The hell with the credit card bill, that smile is priceless.'