AUTHOUR'S NOTES: Just me wanting to say thank you for all the reviews, and
please carry on telling me what you think.
It's been really great hearing what you think and some of the reviews and e- mails I've got have shaped the way this story is going because I had planned to end it in a different way. So thanks.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Spike didn't say any more to Buffy after Will came out of the delivery room and announced that a new baby boy had been brought into the world, he just made his way into the room.
A tear came to his eye when he saw Joy and her son lying on the hospital bed, it was the most amazing thing he'd ever seen. Joy lifted her sleepy head and looked at Spike and Will who was stood behind him.
"Hey Grandpa." She said, her voice tired and strained.
Spike grinned like a child, he was a Grandpa then his smile faded a touch when he realized in a few months he would he here again becoming a father. But now wasn't the time for that now was the time for Will and Joy and their baby.
"Let's have a look at him then." Spike said holding out his arms to take the newborn from his mother.
As Joy handed the baby over Buffy came through the door, Joy looked from Buffy to her father she could sense the tension. Things had been going so well but something had happened and if the atmosphere was anything to go by whatever it was had happened in true Spike and Buffy style.
"Now you're both here we'd like to introduce you to Matthew William Summers." Will said smiling at his wife.
Spike was holding Matthew close to his chest and was looking at him intently, Buffy came up behind him and looked at her new grandson over his shoulder.
"He's beautiful." Buffy said so quietly almost a whisper.
"Yeah he is you know I think he looks like me." Spike added beaming with pride.
It was true this little baby boy did look like Spike, it was the bright blue sparkling eyes that did it and if you looked carefully underneath all that baby fat there was probably high structured cheekbones.
"So how does it feel to be grandparents?" Will asked.
"Daunting." Buffy answered, Spike looked at her he knew that she was really talking about the thought of being a mother again.
As Spike handed the baby back to his daughter the nurse that had been keeping them posted entered the room, "Mother and baby need their rest so you two shoo!" She said with a laugh knowing what parents were like.
Spike gave the nurse a pleading look but he could see from her now stern expression that she wasn't going to budge, time for himself and Buffy to leave.
"Well my darling I'll see you soon when you've had soon rest." He said as he kissed Joy on the top of her head and took Buffy by the hand.
~*~
When the exited the room his still hand hold of her hand and he was looking at her in the most peculiar way. Buffy felt herself shudder inside, she'd seen that look years ago before only the once, but that memory was enough to pray for her to never see it again.
"Buffy sit down." Spike told her as he guided her over to a nearby chair.
She looked over at Dawn whose eyes had widened, she knew what was coming as well.
As Spike lowered himself to the floor Buffy stood up and pulled him with her, "No don't even think about Spike."
"No Buffy listen to me." He protested.
"Nope you listen to me and listen good. I am not marring you." Maybe if she was ten years younger this would have been her dream, all those years she had wanted some guy to fall madly in love with her and to want to marry her. Not now, not with the way things were.
"Buffy I love you and considering we have a" Buffy silenced him with a finger over his lips.
"Please don't I am not going to say yes and I don't want to hurt you by rejecting you again." She watched as anger flashed in his eyes and he threw his arms up into the arm.
"Well tell me woman why not?" He growled.
Buffy flinched at his use of the word 'woman' it always meant he was mad and she hated it, she wasn't just any woman she was Buffy. She let it lie now was not the time to start going on about Spike using misogynist nicknames for her.
"Will's my baby and now unexpectedly I'm having another baby, well fine it's a shock but hell I was a Slayer I'm sure I can manage it. But I don't want a step-daughter, especially one that's married to my son." Buffy explained.
"I beg your pardon?" A very pale looking Will said from next to Dawn.
"Oh God!" Buffy shouted when she heard her son's words. "See I told you to get out here for the good entertainment." Dawn laughed to Will who was now smiling.
~*~
TWO AND A HALF MONTHS LATER
Buffy was sat with Matthew in her arms, Spike was sat opposite her watching. They had finally managed to get Will and Joy to leave him alone for an afternoon. It had taken a lot but Spike and Buffy were enjoying the time alone with the infant.
"You know you have to put him down some time pet." Spike told her, his motives only to get a hold himself.
"I know but he's cute." It was true Matthew was a lovely little baby, one of those happy babies that spend all day giggling.
Spike moved so that he was sat next to Buffy, it was clear that he wasn't going to get Matthew from Buffy's arms. He laid a hand loosely on Buffy's now swelling tummy, "We'll have one all of our own soon sweetheart."
She smiled back at him and that made Spike happy. When she had first told him about the pregnancy it had come as a bit of a shock but he had never been any thing other than happy about it. Buffy on the other hand had felt unsure of herself and having a baby so late in life, now she was happy.
Still no wedding going to take place anytime soon though.
"What time is the doctor's appointment tomorrow?" He asked as a mean to bring up the topic again.
"Half past Ten so don't get grouchy with me when I wake you up early." Buffy told him.
Spike gave her a cheeky grin, even though he was human he had never got the hand of waking up early, but he could do it and sometimes he thought that Buffy forgot that for twelve years he had got every morning to get Joy up for school.
"Ok, I hate it when we go to the clinic and they look down on us because we're not married." Spike said not looking at Buffy because he knew that she would see right though the façade he'd created.
"Oh no Mr don't start with this again." She said rocking Matthew in her arms.
"Me? What? I don't know what you're talking about Buffy." He said desperately trying to keep a straight face.
"Yes you do ever since I told you all you've wanted to do is get that skanky skull ring back on my finger. And I say no." Buffy told him in her firm 'I will not be shifted' tone of voice.
Spike sighed and smiled at her, nearly every day he asked her and every time he did she told him the same thing, no. It was killing him he wanted so much to marry her and then his baby could have a proper family. Well maybe not a normal family but at least they would have done everything they could to make it proper.
Buffy turned her back to him, she was laughing to herself inside, and the 'skull ring' thing made him shut up every time. She wasn't ready to marry him and she didn't know when or if she would be.
She wondered how long she would make him carry that little grey ring box containing a half a carat of diamond round in his pocket.
TBC.
It's been really great hearing what you think and some of the reviews and e- mails I've got have shaped the way this story is going because I had planned to end it in a different way. So thanks.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Spike didn't say any more to Buffy after Will came out of the delivery room and announced that a new baby boy had been brought into the world, he just made his way into the room.
A tear came to his eye when he saw Joy and her son lying on the hospital bed, it was the most amazing thing he'd ever seen. Joy lifted her sleepy head and looked at Spike and Will who was stood behind him.
"Hey Grandpa." She said, her voice tired and strained.
Spike grinned like a child, he was a Grandpa then his smile faded a touch when he realized in a few months he would he here again becoming a father. But now wasn't the time for that now was the time for Will and Joy and their baby.
"Let's have a look at him then." Spike said holding out his arms to take the newborn from his mother.
As Joy handed the baby over Buffy came through the door, Joy looked from Buffy to her father she could sense the tension. Things had been going so well but something had happened and if the atmosphere was anything to go by whatever it was had happened in true Spike and Buffy style.
"Now you're both here we'd like to introduce you to Matthew William Summers." Will said smiling at his wife.
Spike was holding Matthew close to his chest and was looking at him intently, Buffy came up behind him and looked at her new grandson over his shoulder.
"He's beautiful." Buffy said so quietly almost a whisper.
"Yeah he is you know I think he looks like me." Spike added beaming with pride.
It was true this little baby boy did look like Spike, it was the bright blue sparkling eyes that did it and if you looked carefully underneath all that baby fat there was probably high structured cheekbones.
"So how does it feel to be grandparents?" Will asked.
"Daunting." Buffy answered, Spike looked at her he knew that she was really talking about the thought of being a mother again.
As Spike handed the baby back to his daughter the nurse that had been keeping them posted entered the room, "Mother and baby need their rest so you two shoo!" She said with a laugh knowing what parents were like.
Spike gave the nurse a pleading look but he could see from her now stern expression that she wasn't going to budge, time for himself and Buffy to leave.
"Well my darling I'll see you soon when you've had soon rest." He said as he kissed Joy on the top of her head and took Buffy by the hand.
~*~
When the exited the room his still hand hold of her hand and he was looking at her in the most peculiar way. Buffy felt herself shudder inside, she'd seen that look years ago before only the once, but that memory was enough to pray for her to never see it again.
"Buffy sit down." Spike told her as he guided her over to a nearby chair.
She looked over at Dawn whose eyes had widened, she knew what was coming as well.
As Spike lowered himself to the floor Buffy stood up and pulled him with her, "No don't even think about Spike."
"No Buffy listen to me." He protested.
"Nope you listen to me and listen good. I am not marring you." Maybe if she was ten years younger this would have been her dream, all those years she had wanted some guy to fall madly in love with her and to want to marry her. Not now, not with the way things were.
"Buffy I love you and considering we have a" Buffy silenced him with a finger over his lips.
"Please don't I am not going to say yes and I don't want to hurt you by rejecting you again." She watched as anger flashed in his eyes and he threw his arms up into the arm.
"Well tell me woman why not?" He growled.
Buffy flinched at his use of the word 'woman' it always meant he was mad and she hated it, she wasn't just any woman she was Buffy. She let it lie now was not the time to start going on about Spike using misogynist nicknames for her.
"Will's my baby and now unexpectedly I'm having another baby, well fine it's a shock but hell I was a Slayer I'm sure I can manage it. But I don't want a step-daughter, especially one that's married to my son." Buffy explained.
"I beg your pardon?" A very pale looking Will said from next to Dawn.
"Oh God!" Buffy shouted when she heard her son's words. "See I told you to get out here for the good entertainment." Dawn laughed to Will who was now smiling.
~*~
TWO AND A HALF MONTHS LATER
Buffy was sat with Matthew in her arms, Spike was sat opposite her watching. They had finally managed to get Will and Joy to leave him alone for an afternoon. It had taken a lot but Spike and Buffy were enjoying the time alone with the infant.
"You know you have to put him down some time pet." Spike told her, his motives only to get a hold himself.
"I know but he's cute." It was true Matthew was a lovely little baby, one of those happy babies that spend all day giggling.
Spike moved so that he was sat next to Buffy, it was clear that he wasn't going to get Matthew from Buffy's arms. He laid a hand loosely on Buffy's now swelling tummy, "We'll have one all of our own soon sweetheart."
She smiled back at him and that made Spike happy. When she had first told him about the pregnancy it had come as a bit of a shock but he had never been any thing other than happy about it. Buffy on the other hand had felt unsure of herself and having a baby so late in life, now she was happy.
Still no wedding going to take place anytime soon though.
"What time is the doctor's appointment tomorrow?" He asked as a mean to bring up the topic again.
"Half past Ten so don't get grouchy with me when I wake you up early." Buffy told him.
Spike gave her a cheeky grin, even though he was human he had never got the hand of waking up early, but he could do it and sometimes he thought that Buffy forgot that for twelve years he had got every morning to get Joy up for school.
"Ok, I hate it when we go to the clinic and they look down on us because we're not married." Spike said not looking at Buffy because he knew that she would see right though the façade he'd created.
"Oh no Mr don't start with this again." She said rocking Matthew in her arms.
"Me? What? I don't know what you're talking about Buffy." He said desperately trying to keep a straight face.
"Yes you do ever since I told you all you've wanted to do is get that skanky skull ring back on my finger. And I say no." Buffy told him in her firm 'I will not be shifted' tone of voice.
Spike sighed and smiled at her, nearly every day he asked her and every time he did she told him the same thing, no. It was killing him he wanted so much to marry her and then his baby could have a proper family. Well maybe not a normal family but at least they would have done everything they could to make it proper.
Buffy turned her back to him, she was laughing to herself inside, and the 'skull ring' thing made him shut up every time. She wasn't ready to marry him and she didn't know when or if she would be.
She wondered how long she would make him carry that little grey ring box containing a half a carat of diamond round in his pocket.
TBC.