Summery: Faith is out of jail and marring Spike. Buffy is married to
Angel. Faith and Buffy are friends again thanks to Angel. Instead of
Darla having Conner, Buffy and Angel made love that day they went to see
each other between LA and Sunnydale and Buffy got pregnant with Conner.
She is about 7-8 months along in this story. Almost everything that
happened from "Doublemeat Palace" and "Offspring" on has never happened.
Angel never destroyed the Gem of Amara; he just put it away for VERY
safekeeping. And Tara is not going to die in my Buffyverse! That's too
twisted even for my mind.
This is the twisted tale that my friend Stephanie R. and I have thought up in our warped brains. My part of the story tells it from the P.O.V.s of Angel and Buffy. Steph's is from Spike and Faith's P.O.V.s. I just decided to write it all down. Luv U "Faith"!
Chapter 1
"Angel, are you coming or not?" Buffy called from downstairs. She and Dawn were waiting for Buffy's husband to hurry up and get down there. Dawn had dance class to get to and Buffy had a doctor's appointment for the baby growing inside her.
"I'm coming! Buffy, where's my leather duster?" his voice sounded from upstairs in Buffy and Angel's room.
"It's down here in the living room! Would you come on? Today is Conner's last ultrasound!" Buffy called.
"I know, I know!" Angel came darting down the stairs and took the duster from Buffy. "Thank you. You really shouldn't be on your feet so much. You've only got a few weeks left."
"I know, but I have responsibilities too." Buffy stated as they rushed out the door, Buffy stopping to lock it.
"Buffy."
"I know, I didn't mean slaying! I meant to Dawn and. other. people."
"Buffy."
"Hey! I'm just saying."
"BUFFY!"
"What?"
"Your coat is caught in the door."
"Oh. I knew that." Buffy said blushing and unlocking the door, pulling her coat out of the doorframe. Dawn giggled at Buffy. "Hey, don't make fun! I can't help it that these clothes are so huge! It's because I'm huge!"
"You're not huge." Dawn said.
"You're absolutely radiant." Angel said taking Buffy's hand and leading her to the car.
Buffy climbed in the black Plymouth GTX convertible. She had to move the seat back so her belly wouldn't be smashed in between her and the dashboard.
"Radiant, huh?" Buffy asked bitterly.
"Yes." Angel started the car and backed out of the driveway. Within 10 minutes they were parked outside of Madame Curie's Dance Studio around the corner and about two blocks from the Magic Box.
"Here we are Dawn. Got your bag?" Angel asked.
"Yup. I'm set. So I'll see you guys when I get home." Dawn said stepping out of the car.
"Wait, we're coming to pick you up in an hour."
"Actually, I have to go with Cassie and help her out on our science project."
"Just remember, I'm going to call and make sure you're there."
"I know Angel, geez!"
"Bye Dawn."
Dawn shut the door and walked up to the door, opening it and walking in. Since Angel had moved back to Sunnydale and back into Buffy's life a few months ago, he and Dawn had been almost inseparable! If Buffy said no to something, Dawn would just run to Angel and ask him. Buffy recalled the conversation she had had with Angel a while ago.
"You're spoiling her! You let her do everything against my permission." Buffy had said.
"I don't mean to Buffy. It's just that she's like a daughter to me and I've never been a father!" Angel said.
"Are you going to spoil the baby too?"
"Of course!"
"But we have to work together on this Angel."
"We will."
"Every decision we make for our child will be talked over between the two of us before we do anything, right?"
"Always. Buffy, I would never do anything that would upset you too much. I'm sorry that I'm doing it now."
"Well, stop."
"I'll cut down on the spoiling Dawn too. Happy?"
"No."
"What's wrong?"
"I want some strawberries!"
He had laughed at that and gone out to get her strawberries. She was even more in love with him now than she had been the whole time she had known him! He was so sweet to her. His mood had changed also. He wasn't as broody and he smiled and laughed a lot more! Buffy was still swamped in memories. She remembered six and a half months ago when she had first found out she was pregnant.
Buffy had spent the past week's mornings with her head in a toilet. She hadn't known what was wrong with her until she had fainted one night on patrol with Spike. He had dragged her to a doctor. When she had found out she had fainted again. She had had no clue who's it could have been at first. Spike had taken her back to his crypt and they had talked about it the next morning when she had woken up. They brought the list down to two (not that Buffy had slept with more than one person in the last three months), but it was a little impossible for both of those people. Finally after talking to the doctor, Buffy had decided that it must have been Angel's. The doctor had given her a time around when the baby was conceived and Buffy had been with one person around that time: Angel.
She had called the Hyperion to talk to Angel, but he hadn't been there at the time. This made Buffy start to think that maybe the Powers wanted this whole thing to happen and that maybe she should go talk to him in person. So, she had loaded up the Jeep, told everyone that she was going to LA to try and find her father, and left. Dawn hadn't been home, but Buffy had been grateful for that because Dawn would have wanted to come with her and that would only have complicated things for Buffy even more than what they already were.
Buffy drove for two hours to LA and then located the Hyperion. When she walked in, a tall and handsome black man that introduced himself as Gunn had greeted her. He had thought that she was a client looking for help at first when she asked for Angel. He hadn't been there then either, so Buffy waited with Gunn. No one but him and a demon named Lorne had been there. The demon, Lorne, had been very kind to her. Gunn explained that he could read a person's essence and tell their destiny when someone, or something, sang. She had turned down THAT offer, having only recently just sung way too much not too long before.
"You look familiar. Do I know you?" Gunn had asked.
"I lived in LA once." Buffy replied.
"Maybe. What's your name? I'm better with names."
"Buffy. Buffy Summers."
"Wait! Buffy Summers?"
"Yeah, why? I am a little famous around LA. I burned down Hemery High School's gym a few years ago."
"Are you from Sunnydale?"
"Yeah."
"So YOU'RE Buffy! Angel talks about you all the time. You're the one he fled to a monastery for three months over."
"Really? Angel never told me that!"
"He sure did. You know, he said that he had betrayed you by living."
"He did?"
"Yeah, he said something like that because he was okay and you were, well, you know, that he felt he was betraying you. That no one had mattered as much as you had, or do, and when he lost you, it didn't kill him."
"Wow."
"I know. Cordy reassured him that he was honoring you by living."
"Oh. Where is Cordy?"
"She's out with Wesley."
That had been a fun conversation. Gunn and Lorne had told Buffy how Angel had been after he had gotten the news she had died. Then how he had been after he found out Willow brought her back. Then how he had been after seeing her and being able to hold her again. They had talked for almost two hours in Wesley's office when Wesley and Cordelia had walked in.
"Buffy?" Cordy and Wesley had murmured when they had saw her. Buffy stood up and looked at them. Cordy had then rushed over and hugged her. THAT had been severely awkward! But not as awkward as Wesley hugging her. They had shot too many questions all at once at her and it had wigged her out a little. She tolerated as long as she could, or at least till THAT FEELING came over her. The feeling she always got when Angel was near. Buffy had walked out of the office and seen him walking up the stairs. She had followed him up to a door that he walked through and shut the door. When she had walked up to the door and knocked, he called, "Leave me alone right now! I had a weird day, come back later." Buffy had knocked again. The door was swung open suddenly and Angel had been standing there saying, "I thought I said." his words trailing off as he saw who was at his door. She had smiled at him weakly and he had ushered her into his apartment slash hotel room. Before she could turn around he had pulled her into a tight embrace, then, forgetting himself, tilted her head up and kissed her passionately. They had talked a lot since those few days between LA and Sunnydale at that little hotel near the beach. When she broke the kiss he immediately knew something was up and it wasn't him, yet.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"Matter? As in problems?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Well, in that sense, not a darn thing. But there is something."
"Come here. Sit down. What's up?" She followed him to a stuffed chair and sat down. He sat in a chair that he brought from the other room, across from her.
"Well, I've never exactly had to say something like this to anyone. I practiced it though. Maybe I can get it right." When he didn't answer, she went on. "Ok, I. was sick the past week. I fainted on patrol." He sat up straighter and looked at her. "Spike was with me, don't worry. Anyway, he took me to the hospital. They checked me out and determined that there was nothing wrong with me. But they did have news for me. News that will change my life. and yours."
"Buffy?"
"Angel, I'm pregnant."
"What?"
"And it's yours."
"Excuse me, I'm hallucinating. Did you just say you're pregnant and it's mine?"
"Yes."
"That's impossible!"
"I know, but it's not cause it's happening."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
Angel went silent. It made Buffy very nervous and suddenly uncomfortable.
"Angel, say something!"
"I love you."
"I love you."
"Buffy, we're going to have a baby!"
"I know."
"We're going to be parents! Together!"
"I know."
Angel had jumped out of the chair and pressed kisses all over her face and then her stomach. Then he had taken her downstairs and announced it to everyone. They had all been stunned at first. Then a girl, Fred was her name, burst forth and threw her arms around both of them and congratulated them. Then Cordy came up and did the same. Followed by everyone else. She had been a little freaked, but had quickly got over it.
"Buffy?"
Buffy looked over at her husband.
"Where were you?"
"Memory lane."
"Oh. We're here."
"Ok." Angel came around and helped her out of the car. They walked to the front desk of the little doctor's office and told the nurse there that Buffy Summers was here for her checkup. After five minutes, a nurse came out and called them in. She led them to a room and informed them the doctor would be with them in a moment. They waited another ten minutes before the doctor, Dr. Lemmon, came in.
"He's a healthy growing boy and he's right on schedule." Angel said as they sat in the living room of the Summers' home. He had his head on Buffy's stomach and was slowly rubbing the rounded part of her tummy where Conner was, softly cooing.
"I heard." She smiled at him.
"Hello little guy. It's your daddy. I love you and I'll see you in a few weeks."
Buffy giggled. She never thought she would see Angel cooing at her stomach.
"I love you." he said looking up at her.
"I love you too."
They kissed and Buffy smiled. Soon they were supposed to go see Faith and Spike to let them know how Conner was doing. For now though they were here together, and they were all alone.
This is the twisted tale that my friend Stephanie R. and I have thought up in our warped brains. My part of the story tells it from the P.O.V.s of Angel and Buffy. Steph's is from Spike and Faith's P.O.V.s. I just decided to write it all down. Luv U "Faith"!
Chapter 1
"Angel, are you coming or not?" Buffy called from downstairs. She and Dawn were waiting for Buffy's husband to hurry up and get down there. Dawn had dance class to get to and Buffy had a doctor's appointment for the baby growing inside her.
"I'm coming! Buffy, where's my leather duster?" his voice sounded from upstairs in Buffy and Angel's room.
"It's down here in the living room! Would you come on? Today is Conner's last ultrasound!" Buffy called.
"I know, I know!" Angel came darting down the stairs and took the duster from Buffy. "Thank you. You really shouldn't be on your feet so much. You've only got a few weeks left."
"I know, but I have responsibilities too." Buffy stated as they rushed out the door, Buffy stopping to lock it.
"Buffy."
"I know, I didn't mean slaying! I meant to Dawn and. other. people."
"Buffy."
"Hey! I'm just saying."
"BUFFY!"
"What?"
"Your coat is caught in the door."
"Oh. I knew that." Buffy said blushing and unlocking the door, pulling her coat out of the doorframe. Dawn giggled at Buffy. "Hey, don't make fun! I can't help it that these clothes are so huge! It's because I'm huge!"
"You're not huge." Dawn said.
"You're absolutely radiant." Angel said taking Buffy's hand and leading her to the car.
Buffy climbed in the black Plymouth GTX convertible. She had to move the seat back so her belly wouldn't be smashed in between her and the dashboard.
"Radiant, huh?" Buffy asked bitterly.
"Yes." Angel started the car and backed out of the driveway. Within 10 minutes they were parked outside of Madame Curie's Dance Studio around the corner and about two blocks from the Magic Box.
"Here we are Dawn. Got your bag?" Angel asked.
"Yup. I'm set. So I'll see you guys when I get home." Dawn said stepping out of the car.
"Wait, we're coming to pick you up in an hour."
"Actually, I have to go with Cassie and help her out on our science project."
"Just remember, I'm going to call and make sure you're there."
"I know Angel, geez!"
"Bye Dawn."
Dawn shut the door and walked up to the door, opening it and walking in. Since Angel had moved back to Sunnydale and back into Buffy's life a few months ago, he and Dawn had been almost inseparable! If Buffy said no to something, Dawn would just run to Angel and ask him. Buffy recalled the conversation she had had with Angel a while ago.
"You're spoiling her! You let her do everything against my permission." Buffy had said.
"I don't mean to Buffy. It's just that she's like a daughter to me and I've never been a father!" Angel said.
"Are you going to spoil the baby too?"
"Of course!"
"But we have to work together on this Angel."
"We will."
"Every decision we make for our child will be talked over between the two of us before we do anything, right?"
"Always. Buffy, I would never do anything that would upset you too much. I'm sorry that I'm doing it now."
"Well, stop."
"I'll cut down on the spoiling Dawn too. Happy?"
"No."
"What's wrong?"
"I want some strawberries!"
He had laughed at that and gone out to get her strawberries. She was even more in love with him now than she had been the whole time she had known him! He was so sweet to her. His mood had changed also. He wasn't as broody and he smiled and laughed a lot more! Buffy was still swamped in memories. She remembered six and a half months ago when she had first found out she was pregnant.
Buffy had spent the past week's mornings with her head in a toilet. She hadn't known what was wrong with her until she had fainted one night on patrol with Spike. He had dragged her to a doctor. When she had found out she had fainted again. She had had no clue who's it could have been at first. Spike had taken her back to his crypt and they had talked about it the next morning when she had woken up. They brought the list down to two (not that Buffy had slept with more than one person in the last three months), but it was a little impossible for both of those people. Finally after talking to the doctor, Buffy had decided that it must have been Angel's. The doctor had given her a time around when the baby was conceived and Buffy had been with one person around that time: Angel.
She had called the Hyperion to talk to Angel, but he hadn't been there at the time. This made Buffy start to think that maybe the Powers wanted this whole thing to happen and that maybe she should go talk to him in person. So, she had loaded up the Jeep, told everyone that she was going to LA to try and find her father, and left. Dawn hadn't been home, but Buffy had been grateful for that because Dawn would have wanted to come with her and that would only have complicated things for Buffy even more than what they already were.
Buffy drove for two hours to LA and then located the Hyperion. When she walked in, a tall and handsome black man that introduced himself as Gunn had greeted her. He had thought that she was a client looking for help at first when she asked for Angel. He hadn't been there then either, so Buffy waited with Gunn. No one but him and a demon named Lorne had been there. The demon, Lorne, had been very kind to her. Gunn explained that he could read a person's essence and tell their destiny when someone, or something, sang. She had turned down THAT offer, having only recently just sung way too much not too long before.
"You look familiar. Do I know you?" Gunn had asked.
"I lived in LA once." Buffy replied.
"Maybe. What's your name? I'm better with names."
"Buffy. Buffy Summers."
"Wait! Buffy Summers?"
"Yeah, why? I am a little famous around LA. I burned down Hemery High School's gym a few years ago."
"Are you from Sunnydale?"
"Yeah."
"So YOU'RE Buffy! Angel talks about you all the time. You're the one he fled to a monastery for three months over."
"Really? Angel never told me that!"
"He sure did. You know, he said that he had betrayed you by living."
"He did?"
"Yeah, he said something like that because he was okay and you were, well, you know, that he felt he was betraying you. That no one had mattered as much as you had, or do, and when he lost you, it didn't kill him."
"Wow."
"I know. Cordy reassured him that he was honoring you by living."
"Oh. Where is Cordy?"
"She's out with Wesley."
That had been a fun conversation. Gunn and Lorne had told Buffy how Angel had been after he had gotten the news she had died. Then how he had been after he found out Willow brought her back. Then how he had been after seeing her and being able to hold her again. They had talked for almost two hours in Wesley's office when Wesley and Cordelia had walked in.
"Buffy?" Cordy and Wesley had murmured when they had saw her. Buffy stood up and looked at them. Cordy had then rushed over and hugged her. THAT had been severely awkward! But not as awkward as Wesley hugging her. They had shot too many questions all at once at her and it had wigged her out a little. She tolerated as long as she could, or at least till THAT FEELING came over her. The feeling she always got when Angel was near. Buffy had walked out of the office and seen him walking up the stairs. She had followed him up to a door that he walked through and shut the door. When she had walked up to the door and knocked, he called, "Leave me alone right now! I had a weird day, come back later." Buffy had knocked again. The door was swung open suddenly and Angel had been standing there saying, "I thought I said." his words trailing off as he saw who was at his door. She had smiled at him weakly and he had ushered her into his apartment slash hotel room. Before she could turn around he had pulled her into a tight embrace, then, forgetting himself, tilted her head up and kissed her passionately. They had talked a lot since those few days between LA and Sunnydale at that little hotel near the beach. When she broke the kiss he immediately knew something was up and it wasn't him, yet.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"Matter? As in problems?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Well, in that sense, not a darn thing. But there is something."
"Come here. Sit down. What's up?" She followed him to a stuffed chair and sat down. He sat in a chair that he brought from the other room, across from her.
"Well, I've never exactly had to say something like this to anyone. I practiced it though. Maybe I can get it right." When he didn't answer, she went on. "Ok, I. was sick the past week. I fainted on patrol." He sat up straighter and looked at her. "Spike was with me, don't worry. Anyway, he took me to the hospital. They checked me out and determined that there was nothing wrong with me. But they did have news for me. News that will change my life. and yours."
"Buffy?"
"Angel, I'm pregnant."
"What?"
"And it's yours."
"Excuse me, I'm hallucinating. Did you just say you're pregnant and it's mine?"
"Yes."
"That's impossible!"
"I know, but it's not cause it's happening."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
Angel went silent. It made Buffy very nervous and suddenly uncomfortable.
"Angel, say something!"
"I love you."
"I love you."
"Buffy, we're going to have a baby!"
"I know."
"We're going to be parents! Together!"
"I know."
Angel had jumped out of the chair and pressed kisses all over her face and then her stomach. Then he had taken her downstairs and announced it to everyone. They had all been stunned at first. Then a girl, Fred was her name, burst forth and threw her arms around both of them and congratulated them. Then Cordy came up and did the same. Followed by everyone else. She had been a little freaked, but had quickly got over it.
"Buffy?"
Buffy looked over at her husband.
"Where were you?"
"Memory lane."
"Oh. We're here."
"Ok." Angel came around and helped her out of the car. They walked to the front desk of the little doctor's office and told the nurse there that Buffy Summers was here for her checkup. After five minutes, a nurse came out and called them in. She led them to a room and informed them the doctor would be with them in a moment. They waited another ten minutes before the doctor, Dr. Lemmon, came in.
"He's a healthy growing boy and he's right on schedule." Angel said as they sat in the living room of the Summers' home. He had his head on Buffy's stomach and was slowly rubbing the rounded part of her tummy where Conner was, softly cooing.
"I heard." She smiled at him.
"Hello little guy. It's your daddy. I love you and I'll see you in a few weeks."
Buffy giggled. She never thought she would see Angel cooing at her stomach.
"I love you." he said looking up at her.
"I love you too."
They kissed and Buffy smiled. Soon they were supposed to go see Faith and Spike to let them know how Conner was doing. For now though they were here together, and they were all alone.