Hey guys, I've been gone, it's true. I kind of took the summer off, I was
feeling very un-inspired. But after reading some reviews I decided to give
it another shot.
Buffy stared at the phone. She should call Giles. She should do it before she went to Willow's to work on that spell. She should, but she knew she wouldn't.
"Hey Buff." Xander strolled into the room and plopped on the couch next to her. He startled her out of staring, and she put a smile on her face to greet him.
"Hey Xander, how is everything? Have you talked to Anya?" she questioned him, quickly making him the focus of conversation.
"Things are good, no I haven't talked to her. Mostly I'm just wondering what's going on with you." His abruptness scared Buffy. She couldn't lie. He would know. But she couldn't very well tell the truth either. "Buffy? What's going on" He probed.
"I've just been feeling sick lately. Nauseous and stuff." There, that was true. She had been feeling sick. As a matter of fact. "Oh my god." She got up quickly and raced to the bathroom. Just talking about it had made her feel it again. After she was finished, she brushed her teeth and slowly made her way downstairs to a very confused Xander.
"I..uh..just got a little sick again." She meekly sat back down on the couch next to him. He eyed her warily.
"I'll figure it out eventually." He told her before getting up and making his way up to his makeshift room. Buffy sighed and put her head in her hands. She hated this. She decided she would tell him later, after she got back from Willow's. After a quick glance at the clock she realized it was time to go see Willow, so they could figure out what was going on.
"Hey Buff, come on in". Willow greeted her warmly. Buffy stepped into a state of disarray. The room was a mess. Papers strewn everywhere, materials for spells lying about. Buffy was shocked to say the least. This was very unlike Willow. "I couldn't find anything in the computer about it, so I was forced to turn to more conventional methods...you know. The Giles way." Buffy grinned glad that her friend was so eager to help. "It's okay Will. Where do we start?" She took a seat on a footrest.
"Well, what's gonna happen is, we'll recite the words, then recite them again, while each of us lights a candle, then we sprinkle these herbs in a circle, and recite it a 3rd time. Then it should go all * poof * and we will be able to read and understand it." Willow started to clear some space on the floor for them to perform the spell.
"What about the words that aren't exact translations? And is the sentence structure different in Latin?" Buffy inquired, while studying the sheet the spell was written on.
"Well, we might have to rearrange it a little, but we'll get the gist." Willow explained. Buffy took her seat on the floor, while Willow finished gathering the ingredients.
Spike drew in a deep breath and knocked sharply three times on the Slayer's front door. It was crazy, after all they had been through, he was still nervous about seeing her. She wasn't the person standing in front of him now though.
"Xander, you bloody wanker, where's my beloved?" There, Xander and his superior little brain could take that.
"She's not here." He replied sourly. Now that wasn't like him.
"What, no petty insult? I'm disappointed in you Monkey-Boy. You are definitely losing your touch." Spike stepped past him and into the house. He would just wait until Buffy got home. That is if he didn't spontaneously combust from spending too much mind-numbing time with her Xander pal.
"I said she's not here, which is code for 'Get the hell out'". Xander explained tonelessly as he stepped into the living room.
"What's the matter with you? Still sulking about your little tiff with demon-honey?" Spike quipped as he turned on the T.V.
"Nothing." He looked warily over at Spike. "I'm just a little blown away by Buffy's news." Oh, so that was all. Spike smiled.
"Yep, it's pretty great isn't it? Didn't know I had it in me. Even without the proper equipment, I was able to get the job done. Wonder if it will turn out half vamp, half slayer. Wouldn't that be neat?" He loved the fact that this was killing the whelp. He looked over at Xander, but was surprised by the pale appearance he had suddenly taken.
"Is she- Is Buffy..Is she pregnant?" He sputtered the words out.
"What do you mean? Isn't that what you were asking? Didn't she tell you?" Spike was confused.
"No, she didn't tell me, I was trying to figure it out. I didn't think it was this." Xander was suddenly very angry. "How could you do this? Weren't you responsible?! You impregnated Buffy!" The reality of what had happened was just sinking in for Xander.
"I gotta get out of here." There was no way this had just happened. How could he have been so dumb as to let Buffy's secret slip? Wait a minute. Why was it a secret? Why wasn't Buffy telling people? Was she ashamed? He opened the door and let it slam behind him.
"Oh my god." Buffy looked over the translated words one more time. There was no way.
"Wow. Oh wow." Willow looked over her shoulder.
Buffy stared at the phone. She should call Giles. She should do it before she went to Willow's to work on that spell. She should, but she knew she wouldn't.
"Hey Buff." Xander strolled into the room and plopped on the couch next to her. He startled her out of staring, and she put a smile on her face to greet him.
"Hey Xander, how is everything? Have you talked to Anya?" she questioned him, quickly making him the focus of conversation.
"Things are good, no I haven't talked to her. Mostly I'm just wondering what's going on with you." His abruptness scared Buffy. She couldn't lie. He would know. But she couldn't very well tell the truth either. "Buffy? What's going on" He probed.
"I've just been feeling sick lately. Nauseous and stuff." There, that was true. She had been feeling sick. As a matter of fact. "Oh my god." She got up quickly and raced to the bathroom. Just talking about it had made her feel it again. After she was finished, she brushed her teeth and slowly made her way downstairs to a very confused Xander.
"I..uh..just got a little sick again." She meekly sat back down on the couch next to him. He eyed her warily.
"I'll figure it out eventually." He told her before getting up and making his way up to his makeshift room. Buffy sighed and put her head in her hands. She hated this. She decided she would tell him later, after she got back from Willow's. After a quick glance at the clock she realized it was time to go see Willow, so they could figure out what was going on.
"Hey Buff, come on in". Willow greeted her warmly. Buffy stepped into a state of disarray. The room was a mess. Papers strewn everywhere, materials for spells lying about. Buffy was shocked to say the least. This was very unlike Willow. "I couldn't find anything in the computer about it, so I was forced to turn to more conventional methods...you know. The Giles way." Buffy grinned glad that her friend was so eager to help. "It's okay Will. Where do we start?" She took a seat on a footrest.
"Well, what's gonna happen is, we'll recite the words, then recite them again, while each of us lights a candle, then we sprinkle these herbs in a circle, and recite it a 3rd time. Then it should go all * poof * and we will be able to read and understand it." Willow started to clear some space on the floor for them to perform the spell.
"What about the words that aren't exact translations? And is the sentence structure different in Latin?" Buffy inquired, while studying the sheet the spell was written on.
"Well, we might have to rearrange it a little, but we'll get the gist." Willow explained. Buffy took her seat on the floor, while Willow finished gathering the ingredients.
Spike drew in a deep breath and knocked sharply three times on the Slayer's front door. It was crazy, after all they had been through, he was still nervous about seeing her. She wasn't the person standing in front of him now though.
"Xander, you bloody wanker, where's my beloved?" There, Xander and his superior little brain could take that.
"She's not here." He replied sourly. Now that wasn't like him.
"What, no petty insult? I'm disappointed in you Monkey-Boy. You are definitely losing your touch." Spike stepped past him and into the house. He would just wait until Buffy got home. That is if he didn't spontaneously combust from spending too much mind-numbing time with her Xander pal.
"I said she's not here, which is code for 'Get the hell out'". Xander explained tonelessly as he stepped into the living room.
"What's the matter with you? Still sulking about your little tiff with demon-honey?" Spike quipped as he turned on the T.V.
"Nothing." He looked warily over at Spike. "I'm just a little blown away by Buffy's news." Oh, so that was all. Spike smiled.
"Yep, it's pretty great isn't it? Didn't know I had it in me. Even without the proper equipment, I was able to get the job done. Wonder if it will turn out half vamp, half slayer. Wouldn't that be neat?" He loved the fact that this was killing the whelp. He looked over at Xander, but was surprised by the pale appearance he had suddenly taken.
"Is she- Is Buffy..Is she pregnant?" He sputtered the words out.
"What do you mean? Isn't that what you were asking? Didn't she tell you?" Spike was confused.
"No, she didn't tell me, I was trying to figure it out. I didn't think it was this." Xander was suddenly very angry. "How could you do this? Weren't you responsible?! You impregnated Buffy!" The reality of what had happened was just sinking in for Xander.
"I gotta get out of here." There was no way this had just happened. How could he have been so dumb as to let Buffy's secret slip? Wait a minute. Why was it a secret? Why wasn't Buffy telling people? Was she ashamed? He opened the door and let it slam behind him.
"Oh my god." Buffy looked over the translated words one more time. There was no way.
"Wow. Oh wow." Willow looked over her shoulder.