A soft light shown through the living room curtains as Spike pulled into the driveway.
Giles had called from England earlier in the day and asked him go into the woods
and dig up a special root he needed for one of his herbal rememedies he was
studying. It had started raining and Spike had told Buffy she could sit this trip out,
he trudged into the woods armed with a shovel and a flashlight. As the rain
came down harder he finally found the plant and dug up the root. He left the woods
muddy and soaked to the bone. All he wanted to do now was get clean and dry
and cuddle up in his warm bed with his wife.
He unlocked the front door quietly and took off his muddy boots at the door.
Walking in his damp sock feet he went into the living room, Buffy was curled up
on the end of the couch sound asleep. A basal temperature chart lay on the coffee
table in front of her with instructions on finding her most fertile time. There were
more pamphlets on the table containing more information then any vampire should
know about a womans ovulation cycle. He smiled as a soft snore escaped as she
moved in her sleep. He gently touched her hair and her hazel eyes opened, she
smiled at him, "Wow, I didn't mean to fall asleep."
"It's okay, you must have been tired. Let me get cleaned up and I'll meet you in
bed." He winked at her as he went to shower.
"Are you trying to proposition me?" She asked coyly as she followed him down
the hall.
"So I have to try now?" He replied dramatically.
Buffy sniffed at him and wrinkled her nose, "Well you probably do need to shower,
what were you rolling in?"
"A little mud used to wouldn't have put you off, you're getting old, Slayer." He
grinned as he used his old name for her closing the bathroom door behind him.
She laughed as she cracked the bathroom door, "Guess we've just become
like an old married couple now, the mystery is gone."
"Never, Pet." He called to her as he turned on the water and stepped into the shower.
He chuckled to himself as he thought about how strange life can become, a
vampire married to a slayer and trying to have a child. His mind drifted to
the pamphlets and the charts, the more he thought about it the more all of this
plotting seemed an unnatural way to have a baby. Maybe he would be more
comfortable we adopting a baby, giving a home and lots of love to a child that
needed it. Just tell her how you feel he thought as he turned off the water and
dried off.
"Buffy." Spike called as he entered the bedroom, "We should talk."
"That sounds serious." Buffy grimaced as he climbed into the bed next to her.
A thermometer and the temperature chart were on the bedside table now. She
was ready to start the temperature chart, she wanted this so badly. He wanted
a child of their own too, but this seemed so forced and he dreaded
going through the donor information.
"What do you want to talk about?" She asked as she watched his brow furrow
in his concentration.
"Nothing, it was nothing." He gave her a small smile. How selfish was he?, that
he would keep Buffy from experiencing pregnancy just because he couldn't
keep up his biolgical end of the deal.
"No, it was something." Concern weighed heavy in her voice.
"Nah - I was just thinking we should make the most of our time alone before we
have a baby in the house. Soon we'll be up all night and we'll be too tired to....."
Spike forced a grin and nuzzled her neck.
"I somehow don't think you'll ever be too tired for that. You sure nothing's wrong?"
She kissed him lightly on the lips and looked directly in his eyes.
"I'm sure." He told her as he pulled her close for a deeper kiss.
The next morning he awoke to find Buffy sitting on the side of the bed.a thermometer
in her mouth. "Morning."
She nodded a good morning to him and looked at the clock in a few minutes she
took the thermometer out and recorded her temperature on the little chart. "I have
to take my temp at the same time each morning, and theres places to record if
I have a cold or something to elevate my temp."
"So you'll keep track of your temp rising and your cycle and bingo we'll know the
fertile days?"
"Thats the plan. I also have to record the days of my period. When we get my
cycle established we'll have a good idea of when to do the procedure." She put the
thermometer away and folded up the chart.
"And then we get to look at that donor information." Spike sighed as he leaned
against the headboard.
Buffy turned to him, "Does the donor really bother you?"
"Well I'd lie if I said that I didn't think that I would be happier if you were going
to carry my child, but that's just not going to happen."
"Spike I'm serious if you can't handle this, I need to know. I want a child, but
I don't want to cause you any pain. We can stop this now." There was a slight
tremor in her voice as she spoke.
"Buffy, we've gone this far. I'll be okay." He smiled reassuringly at her, "It's like
you said, I'm going to be the "daddy" and thats what counts."
"Yes you are." She perked up a bit as she scooted next to him.
"It's going to be fine. Just fine." He placed his arm around her and pulled her
closer kissing the top of her head, "Now lets go get some breakfast 'Mommy'."
Several weeks went by and Buffy faithfully recorded her temperature and kept
track of her cycle. She took her chart to the doctor and she looked over the
results, "This is good, you seem to be on a very straight forward 28 day cycle,
if you are ready we can try the procedure next month."
Buffy and Spike looked at each other and smiled. "That would be good."
Buffy replied holding tightly to Spike's hand.
"Here is the donor information. We can take care of the transport etc." The doctor
gave Buffy another handful of paperwork.
***
Buffy sat across from Spike crosslegged on the bed. "So this one sounds okay
to you?"
"Yes, hazel eyes and light brown hair thats a lovely mix." He smiled at her,
they were able to choose a donor's hair and eye color so it could be close to
their own coloring.
"I kind of like blue eyes." She lay her hand on his cheek.
"I'm hoping for hazel just like yours! I'm glad we went with my natural hair color though."
He said thoughtfully.
***
Two weeks later
"Are you ready for this Buffy?" Dr. Turner asked with a smile as Buffy lay on
the exam table with Spike holding her hand.
"We're ready." Spike answered for her.
"Okay. Then lets do it." Dr. Turner was very calming as she explained every step
of the procedure to Buffy as she performed it. When she was done she had Buffy
lie still on the table.
"Well it's done." Spike smiled as he pushed Buffys hair behind her ear.
"Yeah now we just have to wait and see." She sighed and smiled back at him.
After about forty five minutes, Dr. Turner returned to the room. "Buffy you can go home
now, you'll need to return in two weeks for a pregnancy test. I don't want you to
be discouraged if this didn't work this time sometimes you have to go through a few
cycles." She left the room for Buffy to dress.
Spike helped Buffy up from the table and handed her clothes to her, "She's right
I don't want you to get too upset if this didn't work okay?"
"Sure, I know that it might not work, but I just want this badly and I have a good
feeling." She kissed his cheek, "Don't worry."
He couldn't help but do just that as they left the office.
TBC
Giles had called from England earlier in the day and asked him go into the woods
and dig up a special root he needed for one of his herbal rememedies he was
studying. It had started raining and Spike had told Buffy she could sit this trip out,
he trudged into the woods armed with a shovel and a flashlight. As the rain
came down harder he finally found the plant and dug up the root. He left the woods
muddy and soaked to the bone. All he wanted to do now was get clean and dry
and cuddle up in his warm bed with his wife.
He unlocked the front door quietly and took off his muddy boots at the door.
Walking in his damp sock feet he went into the living room, Buffy was curled up
on the end of the couch sound asleep. A basal temperature chart lay on the coffee
table in front of her with instructions on finding her most fertile time. There were
more pamphlets on the table containing more information then any vampire should
know about a womans ovulation cycle. He smiled as a soft snore escaped as she
moved in her sleep. He gently touched her hair and her hazel eyes opened, she
smiled at him, "Wow, I didn't mean to fall asleep."
"It's okay, you must have been tired. Let me get cleaned up and I'll meet you in
bed." He winked at her as he went to shower.
"Are you trying to proposition me?" She asked coyly as she followed him down
the hall.
"So I have to try now?" He replied dramatically.
Buffy sniffed at him and wrinkled her nose, "Well you probably do need to shower,
what were you rolling in?"
"A little mud used to wouldn't have put you off, you're getting old, Slayer." He
grinned as he used his old name for her closing the bathroom door behind him.
She laughed as she cracked the bathroom door, "Guess we've just become
like an old married couple now, the mystery is gone."
"Never, Pet." He called to her as he turned on the water and stepped into the shower.
He chuckled to himself as he thought about how strange life can become, a
vampire married to a slayer and trying to have a child. His mind drifted to
the pamphlets and the charts, the more he thought about it the more all of this
plotting seemed an unnatural way to have a baby. Maybe he would be more
comfortable we adopting a baby, giving a home and lots of love to a child that
needed it. Just tell her how you feel he thought as he turned off the water and
dried off.
"Buffy." Spike called as he entered the bedroom, "We should talk."
"That sounds serious." Buffy grimaced as he climbed into the bed next to her.
A thermometer and the temperature chart were on the bedside table now. She
was ready to start the temperature chart, she wanted this so badly. He wanted
a child of their own too, but this seemed so forced and he dreaded
going through the donor information.
"What do you want to talk about?" She asked as she watched his brow furrow
in his concentration.
"Nothing, it was nothing." He gave her a small smile. How selfish was he?, that
he would keep Buffy from experiencing pregnancy just because he couldn't
keep up his biolgical end of the deal.
"No, it was something." Concern weighed heavy in her voice.
"Nah - I was just thinking we should make the most of our time alone before we
have a baby in the house. Soon we'll be up all night and we'll be too tired to....."
Spike forced a grin and nuzzled her neck.
"I somehow don't think you'll ever be too tired for that. You sure nothing's wrong?"
She kissed him lightly on the lips and looked directly in his eyes.
"I'm sure." He told her as he pulled her close for a deeper kiss.
The next morning he awoke to find Buffy sitting on the side of the bed.a thermometer
in her mouth. "Morning."
She nodded a good morning to him and looked at the clock in a few minutes she
took the thermometer out and recorded her temperature on the little chart. "I have
to take my temp at the same time each morning, and theres places to record if
I have a cold or something to elevate my temp."
"So you'll keep track of your temp rising and your cycle and bingo we'll know the
fertile days?"
"Thats the plan. I also have to record the days of my period. When we get my
cycle established we'll have a good idea of when to do the procedure." She put the
thermometer away and folded up the chart.
"And then we get to look at that donor information." Spike sighed as he leaned
against the headboard.
Buffy turned to him, "Does the donor really bother you?"
"Well I'd lie if I said that I didn't think that I would be happier if you were going
to carry my child, but that's just not going to happen."
"Spike I'm serious if you can't handle this, I need to know. I want a child, but
I don't want to cause you any pain. We can stop this now." There was a slight
tremor in her voice as she spoke.
"Buffy, we've gone this far. I'll be okay." He smiled reassuringly at her, "It's like
you said, I'm going to be the "daddy" and thats what counts."
"Yes you are." She perked up a bit as she scooted next to him.
"It's going to be fine. Just fine." He placed his arm around her and pulled her
closer kissing the top of her head, "Now lets go get some breakfast 'Mommy'."
Several weeks went by and Buffy faithfully recorded her temperature and kept
track of her cycle. She took her chart to the doctor and she looked over the
results, "This is good, you seem to be on a very straight forward 28 day cycle,
if you are ready we can try the procedure next month."
Buffy and Spike looked at each other and smiled. "That would be good."
Buffy replied holding tightly to Spike's hand.
"Here is the donor information. We can take care of the transport etc." The doctor
gave Buffy another handful of paperwork.
***
Buffy sat across from Spike crosslegged on the bed. "So this one sounds okay
to you?"
"Yes, hazel eyes and light brown hair thats a lovely mix." He smiled at her,
they were able to choose a donor's hair and eye color so it could be close to
their own coloring.
"I kind of like blue eyes." She lay her hand on his cheek.
"I'm hoping for hazel just like yours! I'm glad we went with my natural hair color though."
He said thoughtfully.
***
Two weeks later
"Are you ready for this Buffy?" Dr. Turner asked with a smile as Buffy lay on
the exam table with Spike holding her hand.
"We're ready." Spike answered for her.
"Okay. Then lets do it." Dr. Turner was very calming as she explained every step
of the procedure to Buffy as she performed it. When she was done she had Buffy
lie still on the table.
"Well it's done." Spike smiled as he pushed Buffys hair behind her ear.
"Yeah now we just have to wait and see." She sighed and smiled back at him.
After about forty five minutes, Dr. Turner returned to the room. "Buffy you can go home
now, you'll need to return in two weeks for a pregnancy test. I don't want you to
be discouraged if this didn't work this time sometimes you have to go through a few
cycles." She left the room for Buffy to dress.
Spike helped Buffy up from the table and handed her clothes to her, "She's right
I don't want you to get too upset if this didn't work okay?"
"Sure, I know that it might not work, but I just want this badly and I have a good
feeling." She kissed his cheek, "Don't worry."
He couldn't help but do just that as they left the office.
TBC