Author: Lissa-Bean
Parts: 5/10
Rating:PG-13
Feedback: Yes, please! MyLuv4JeffHardy@aol.com
Distribution: Go ahead, I don't mind, just credit me and tell me where its going.
Disclaimer: Joss & Co. owns all these people.... I just kinda play along
Note: Word Italicized how's what people are thinking. Example: **Thoughts** ***REMINDER*** I am NOT A Riley fan. (hence why he is dead in this story)
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Buffy came home, and set her bag on the chair next to the door. "Dawn?" she called and headed for the kitchen. Dawn walked in and noticed Buffy. "You hungry?" Buffy asked, "I am making macaroni if you want some."
Spike heard Buffy calling for Dawn. **Oh god... this is it, I have to tell her sometime.** Spike walked into the kitchen and took a deep breath. "listen we need to talk."
"About?" Buffy got out some fresh pigs blood for Spike figuring he was hungry too. She heated it in the microwave as usual and took it out for him. "Riley is dead..." Spike said in a very quiet tone. Almost a whisper.
Buffy dropped the mug. It shattered into pieces leaving the blood stained on the floor. Buffy started to cry. **I shouldn't have blurted it out like that ... and I should have waited until she put the mug down.**
"I'm sorry, luv, there was nothing any of us could do. he's gone." Buffy ran upstairs to her room leaving the mess she had just made there. Spike grabbed a towel and cleaned up the blood and threw the mug away.
He followed Buffy up the stairs. "Listen, Buffy, I know these things hurt but you need to get over them to be a stronger person." He said as he walked into the doorway. She lay on the bed, her face buried in her pillow, which was probably covered with tears by now.
He walked in and sat at the side of her bed. She sat up and looked at him. "Why do things always have to go wrong? First I had to send Angel to hell...Breakup with Riley... Mom dies... Riley dies... It all my fault, the people that love me always end up dying or getting hurt." Buffy looked at Spike.
"Now that's not true, Red loves you and she is fine, and I love you and I am fine."
"No, Tara got hurt which in the long run hurt Willow just knowing Tara is hurt, and you were tortured by Glory to find out who the key was."
Spike tried as hard as he could to follow what Buffy was saying but she was mumbling through her tears, not really making sense. "Listen, you can't protect everyone no matter how much you try, pet."
Buffys eyes were still filled with tears. Spike took his hand and washed them away. "It's too bad you can't attend his funeral because of the baby and all ... and your sacred duty."
Buffy looked down. "I guess your right," she sighed and got up. "I can't feel sorry for myself or him. Too much depends on me." She walked back downstairs to see Dawn finishing her macaroni she had started to make.
"Yeah and he was a wanker anyway" Spike said under his breath. He followed Buffy downstairs. **I didn't notice how big she is getting. Wow... **
Buffy stopped and looked at Spike. "Oh my God... I just had a contraction looks like today is the day." She said holding her stomach.
"You can't be serious?" Spike said looking at her wide-eyed. "Spike, would I kid around about this?" Buffy said solemnly. "Good point, I'll go get your bags, You sit down and rest and Dawn, Call Giles, see if he can give us a lift. And while we are at the hospital, call Xander, Willow, Tara, and Anya. Tell them to meet us there and Xander can give you a lift.
Dawn did what she was told and Giles got there more quick than usual. **Probally breaking the speed limits... naughty gramps** Spike thought.
Giles honked the horn and Spike came flying out of the house carrying Buffy's bags. He threw them in the trunk and jumped in the back of the car. Giles had prepared for this occasion having tinfoil covering the windows to save Spike from the deadly ultraviolet rays. Buffy wattled to the car and lay down across the seat using Spikes lap as a pillow.