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Buffy pulled back the covers and rolled her eyes at Spike's lecture.
"Slayer, you don't need to be adding new stresses into your life. Especially not with the baby coming."
"Spike, I know how to handle myself. Xander is a friend, he's not a stress. He can help me out with stuff." She climbed into bed.
"What do you need help with? I can help you luv. We don't need monkey-boy around." He laid down beside her and grabbed her hand.
"Spike, can we just drop it for now?" her voice raised a little. He looked over at her face and quickly pecked her on the cheek before turning over and reaching for his mug of blood. Spike had gotten into the habit of having his nightly drink and laying in bed with Buffy. She liked having him there, said it made her feel safer. He had noticed lately that his sleep patterns had been changing. He actually would take little naps at night and sleep less during the day.
The next morning Buffy woke up to see that Spike was gone. She could smell bacon frying, and assumed Spike had decided to make her breakfast. She threw on her robe and slowly made her way down the stairs.
"Spike?" she called. Upon entering the kitchen she saw that it was Xander who was playing the role of her personal chef.
"Nope, it's just me. Who's up for bacon?" He waved the plate in front of her face.
"Sure thanks." She sat down and ran her fingers through her hair.
"So I was thinking maybe you and I could hang out today." Xander eyed her as he served the food. Buffy coughed.
"Actually I need to run over to Willow's really quick. Then I could come back and we could hang out." She smiled up at him to make the story believable.
"Well why don't I go with you?" He put the plate on the table. He could tell Buffy wasn't telling him something and he definitely wanted to find out what it was, as it appeared to involve Spike.
"That's okay, I got it. I'm just gonna go upstairs and get dressed." She abruptly left the table and went up to her room. She didn't like lying to Xander, and she wasn't very good at it. She hastily grabbed a pair of pants and a sweater and ran out to the care, barely mumbling a good-bye to Xander.
When she arrived at Willow's, she quickly made her way to their room and knocked rapidly on the door.
"Buffy, hey. Is everything okay?" Willow had her concerned look.
"Yeah Will, I'm good. I just have some questions that needed answers. About you know, me and Spike." Willow smiled.
"I figured you would, so I kind of got a jump-start. It's been tough though. I haven't found a lot about vampires impregnating non-vampire women." She pulled out some sheets of paper. "I might have found something, but it's in Latin, so I'm not really sure."
"Didn't you take Latin in high school Will?" Buffy asked.
"Yeah, but I'm a little rusty. All I could make out was something about a vampire and not being able to feed off people. That could be Spike right? He can't feed off people. Or at least he can't kill them." Buffy nodded.
"Do you have some of your old Latin books you can use?" Buffy asked.
"No, not really. But I could do a spell to interpret it. I'll do it later tonight. Do you wanna come over around 7:00, and we could figure it out then?" She invited Buffy.
"Okay, cool Will. Thanks." She started biting her nails.
"Buffy? Just one question. Who all knows about, you know, your condition?" Willow inquired.
"Um…you, Spike, Tara…and that's all."
"Oh, okay. Well don't you think you should tell Giles? I mean, he could probably help you better than I could."
"I've thought about it. I want to, but I just don't know how he would react." She put her face in her hands.
"He cares about you Buffy. He'll want to help." Willow told her. "You should tell him soon."
Buffy pulled back the covers and rolled her eyes at Spike's lecture.
"Slayer, you don't need to be adding new stresses into your life. Especially not with the baby coming."
"Spike, I know how to handle myself. Xander is a friend, he's not a stress. He can help me out with stuff." She climbed into bed.
"What do you need help with? I can help you luv. We don't need monkey-boy around." He laid down beside her and grabbed her hand.
"Spike, can we just drop it for now?" her voice raised a little. He looked over at her face and quickly pecked her on the cheek before turning over and reaching for his mug of blood. Spike had gotten into the habit of having his nightly drink and laying in bed with Buffy. She liked having him there, said it made her feel safer. He had noticed lately that his sleep patterns had been changing. He actually would take little naps at night and sleep less during the day.
The next morning Buffy woke up to see that Spike was gone. She could smell bacon frying, and assumed Spike had decided to make her breakfast. She threw on her robe and slowly made her way down the stairs.
"Spike?" she called. Upon entering the kitchen she saw that it was Xander who was playing the role of her personal chef.
"Nope, it's just me. Who's up for bacon?" He waved the plate in front of her face.
"Sure thanks." She sat down and ran her fingers through her hair.
"So I was thinking maybe you and I could hang out today." Xander eyed her as he served the food. Buffy coughed.
"Actually I need to run over to Willow's really quick. Then I could come back and we could hang out." She smiled up at him to make the story believable.
"Well why don't I go with you?" He put the plate on the table. He could tell Buffy wasn't telling him something and he definitely wanted to find out what it was, as it appeared to involve Spike.
"That's okay, I got it. I'm just gonna go upstairs and get dressed." She abruptly left the table and went up to her room. She didn't like lying to Xander, and she wasn't very good at it. She hastily grabbed a pair of pants and a sweater and ran out to the care, barely mumbling a good-bye to Xander.
When she arrived at Willow's, she quickly made her way to their room and knocked rapidly on the door.
"Buffy, hey. Is everything okay?" Willow had her concerned look.
"Yeah Will, I'm good. I just have some questions that needed answers. About you know, me and Spike." Willow smiled.
"I figured you would, so I kind of got a jump-start. It's been tough though. I haven't found a lot about vampires impregnating non-vampire women." She pulled out some sheets of paper. "I might have found something, but it's in Latin, so I'm not really sure."
"Didn't you take Latin in high school Will?" Buffy asked.
"Yeah, but I'm a little rusty. All I could make out was something about a vampire and not being able to feed off people. That could be Spike right? He can't feed off people. Or at least he can't kill them." Buffy nodded.
"Do you have some of your old Latin books you can use?" Buffy asked.
"No, not really. But I could do a spell to interpret it. I'll do it later tonight. Do you wanna come over around 7:00, and we could figure it out then?" She invited Buffy.
"Okay, cool Will. Thanks." She started biting her nails.
"Buffy? Just one question. Who all knows about, you know, your condition?" Willow inquired.
"Um…you, Spike, Tara…and that's all."
"Oh, okay. Well don't you think you should tell Giles? I mean, he could probably help you better than I could."
"I've thought about it. I want to, but I just don't know how he would react." She put her face in her hands.
"He cares about you Buffy. He'll want to help." Willow told her. "You should tell him soon."