Description: Buffy's not feeling well, Spike won't go away, and Dawn knows
more that she should. The Scoobies lives are about to be changed forever.
Rating: R
Pairing: Buffy/Spike (did you think otherwise?)
Two months. It had been two months since Buffy found out she was pregnant. Two months of morning sickness, and finding bigger clothes. She hadn't begun to show yet, so no one else knew as of yet.
The way she figured it, Buffy was about 10 weeks along. She started wearing baggier clothes so no one would notice that she was gaining weight.
"Dawnie? You up yet?" Buffy called, lightly knocking on her sister's bedroom door. There was no answer. "Dawn?" Buffy pushed the door lightly, just enough so that she could peek inside.
Dawn's bed was made, her clothes were put away, and there wasn't a single thing on the floor. All her stuffed animals were sitting quietly near the top of her bed, and a pair of jeans and t-shirt were laid at the bottom.
"This can't be good." Buffy joked. "Dawn's never this organized."
"Whatcha lookin' at?" Dawn asked, causing Buffy to jump. She turned around to see her sister looking at her with a confused face.
"Dawn, geez!" Buffy gasped. "What are you trying to do? Give me a heart attack?"
Dawn pushed passed her sister and into her room. "What did you need?" she asked flopping down on her bed.
"I just came to see if you were up or not." Buffy said taking a few steps into the room. "So what's the agenda for today? I don't have work this weekend so we could go see a movie if you want."
"Buffy?" Dawn asked. "Don't you remember?"
"Remember what?" Buffy asked back.
"Buffy, Giles is coming in today." Dawn said matter-of-factly. "His flight land in two hours. We're supposed to go pick him up."
Buffy stared blankly at Dawn for a moment and then it all came rushing back to her. She had taken off work until Tuesday so she could spend time with Giles. He was catching a flight from London to L.A., and then a hopper from L.A. to Sunnydale.
"Right." Buffy said, playfully slapping her head. "But that still doesn't explain why your room is all cleaned up. Oh no," her face sunk into a look of peril, "this is one of those signs of an apocalypse isn't it? Is the world ending again?"
"Shut up." Dawn spat, picking up a pillow and flinging it at her sister's head.
Buffy easily avoided the on coming pillow and stuck her tongue out. "Slayer powers." Buffy explained. "You'll never beat me in a pillow fight."
"Just wait and see." Dawn said mysteriously. "Somewhere, sometime, you'll go down."
"Oh please." Buffy teased. "Stop with the cryptic. I get that enough from Spike." She picked up the pillow lying beside her feet and tossed it onto the bed. "I'll go get dressed and then we'll head. We can stop for some lunch before we pick up Giles."
"Sounds good." Dawn said. She got up and pushed her sister out of the room. "Now leave, I have to change too."
Giles walked through the airport lugging his two bags along. He wished dearly that just once he could have a trip to see his slayer that didn't involve a horrid prophecy. But alas it was not meant to be.
Before he had left England, he had been debriefed by the Watcher's Council about a prophecy that- surprise surprise- involved that slayer. Giles hated to be the barer of bad news, but being a Watcher it was his sacred duty.
This prophecy was unlike any other he had heard before. All the Council could tell him was that it involved the Slayer and would indeed bring about the end of the world. But there was something else. Something about a riddle.
"Two of the two, that never should be." Giles mumbled to himself as he made his way through the crowd. 'It just doesn't make sense. One of the two is the Slayer, that much we know, but.' His thoughts were interrupted by a voice.
"Giles!" someone called.
He turned around to see Dawn rushing at him. She threw herself in his arms and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"It's so good to see you." She said taking a step back.
"As always it's a delight to see you too, Dawn." Giles replied. "Where's your sister?"
"Buffy?" Dawn asked.
"Unless you have another sister that I'm unaware about." Giles laughed.
"She's coming." Dawn said picking up on of Giles's bags. "Let me help you."
"Giles!" Buffy yelled coming up behind them. He turned and was greeted by another set of arms embracing him, this time with much more strength.
"It's great to see you." She said, still holding him tight.
"You-too." Giles managed to gasp out. "Um Buffy-"
"Yea." She asked still in an embrace.
"Can't-breath-" Giles choked out.
"Oh, God. Sorry." Buffy apologized, releasing her grip. "I'm just glad to see you again."
"As am I." Giles said looking her over. "You look different."
Buffy jumped. 'Does he know? He can't know. There's no way to tell, right? Oh God, please don't let him know.' Her thoughts raced a million miles a minute. She was too busy thinking to hear what Giles had said. "What was that?" she asked politely.
"I said, Did you cut your hair?" Giles repeated himself.
Buffy let out a sigh of relief. "No, maybe just the way I have it pulled up."
"Perhaps." Giles said. "Shall we?"
"We shall." Dawn said with a giggle, leading them out of the airport.
Later that night, Spike was patrolling in the cemetery near his crypt. He'd been chasing a Kroliocta Demon for almost an hour, and couldn't find him anywhere. He decided he better recruit Buffy for some help.
He walked down Revello Drive whistling one of those stupid jingles he heard on the telly. When he got to the Slayer's house, he noticed that the lights were on in the living room. He strode down the sidewalk and up the porch steps pushing the door open ands stepping inside.
"Spike." Dawn called from the living room.
Spike walked through the door and saw the whole group there. Willow was sitting on one of the chairs and Tara was set on the arm of it. Xander and Anya were seated on the couch next to Giles, and Buffy was on the other side. Dawn was sitting on the floor beside her sister.
"Hello all." Spike said, trying to sound as pleasant as possible without making himself physically nauseous.
"Hey Spike." Tara said.
"Spike." Xander called.
"Hello Spike." Giles said. The he turned back to Dawn on the floor. "How did you know it was him without even looking?"
"Easy," Dawn laughed. "Everyone else is here and Spike's the only one who just barges right in." Everyone else in the room laughed too.
"Right," Spike said getting back to why he had come here. "Not to break up the party or anything, but I need your help." He directed his eyes at Buffy.
"What's up, Spike?" She asked rising from the couch.
"There's this Kroliocta Demon that I can't seem to find. Nasty sort of fella, all claws and teeth." Spike explained.
"You should go Buffy." Giles said standing up. "I'm tired. Think I'll go to bed."
"Okay." Buffy said stepping over Dawn to get to Spike. "You'll get Dawn to bed? Sometime tonight?" She asked.
"Of course." Giles assured her.
"Well we should be going." Xander said picking himself up off the couch. "Will, Tara you guys want a ride home?"
"Sure." Tara said, rising and pulling her girlfriend with her.
"You ready Spike?" Buffy asked. She grabbed her coat and stopped at the door.
"Yeah." He said turning to her. "Night all." He called back before they left the house.
"Last time I saw it," Spike began as they paced the neighborhood near the Bronze, "it was right around here."
"So what does this thing look for?" Buffy asked. Her head turned from side to side, checking out every shadow for possible hiding places.
"It likes wet places." Spike said checking out the other side of the street. "Sewers, drains, ditches. Basically anyplace that has moisture of any type." Spike stopped walking and looked at Buffy with raised eyebrows.
"What?" she asked, confused.
"You know," Spike said in his low, sinister voice. "We don't have to find this thing right away. We could." He moved towards her, his arm circling her waist.
"Spike!" she shoved him away. "We've got a demon to find."
Spike looked at her with his puppy dog eyes.
"After," she said. "After we kill the demon." Buffy smiled and earned a grin out of Spike as well.
A growl followed by a chorus of screams erupted from an alleyway down the road.
"Looks like we found our man." Buffy said.
"Yeah," Spike agreed. "You go into the mouth there, and I'll loop around back. We'll come at him from all angles. Won't know what hit him."
"Let's go." Buffy said, taking off in a sprint. She was into the alley in no time at all.
Shadows covered the walls and parts of the floor. A dumpster sat against one wall.
"No monster." Buffy said quietly. She crept down the alley, staying close to the shadows. Then she saw it.
An enormous green demon with countless claws and teeth. Its mouth was littered with them; three rows on the bottom and three on the top. Each tooth seemed to be bigger than the last, and pointier.
"Here we go." Buffy said quietly to herself. She leapt out of the shadows and landed a swift kick to his chest, sending the demon stumbling backwards. Buffy landed flat on her feet and fell back into her fight stance. "You know I was really hoping to at least have one night where I didn't have to beat something's ass." Buffy punned. The demon rushed her and she easily jumped out of the way, and landed an elbow in the back of its head. "But I guess it does do the body good."
She missed the monster's next attack. He backhanded her across the face, sending her flying into the dumpster. Buffy shook off the pain in her shoulder and picked herself up into a fight stance again. She got another kick in before the demon got the best of her.
He landed a quick punch to her face and a kick to her stomach sent her flying into the wall. She landed with a sickening thud.
Buffy immediately grabbed her stomach and cried out in pain. She had never felt this amount of pain after a fight before. She thought only of her child. 'Ohmigod.' She admitted to herself. 'My child. Can't let.get hurt.' She clutched her stomach and screamed as loud as she possibly could. "SPIKE!"
The demon stalked towards her, and Buffy inched backwards. "Well this is a first," it snickered. "Don't think I've ever heard of the Slayer cowering in fear. Wait till everyone hears about this." Then it's body dropped, lifeless in front of Buffy.
"Don't think he'll be doing much telling to anyone." Spike said, standing above the body. He stretched his hand towards Buffy. She went to take his hand, but doubled back in pain. "Slayer?" Spike asked worried.
Buffy just sat there and cried, clutching her stomach. The pain shot through her like a lightening bolt through the night sky. And it all seemed to settle in her stomach. "Oh God." She cried.
"Slayer what's wrong?" Spike asked, kneeling by her side.
"Spike." Buffy said weakly. "Take me-"
"Home?" Spike finished.
"No," Buffy tried to get up, but Spike wrapped his arm around her and lifted her off the ground. "Hospital. Take me to the-hospital."
Spike was stunned. Since when did the Slayer ever admit that she needed professional medical attention? He figured someone was really wrong. He picked her up with both arms and took off running in the direction of University Hospital.
Rating: R
Pairing: Buffy/Spike (did you think otherwise?)
Two months. It had been two months since Buffy found out she was pregnant. Two months of morning sickness, and finding bigger clothes. She hadn't begun to show yet, so no one else knew as of yet.
The way she figured it, Buffy was about 10 weeks along. She started wearing baggier clothes so no one would notice that she was gaining weight.
"Dawnie? You up yet?" Buffy called, lightly knocking on her sister's bedroom door. There was no answer. "Dawn?" Buffy pushed the door lightly, just enough so that she could peek inside.
Dawn's bed was made, her clothes were put away, and there wasn't a single thing on the floor. All her stuffed animals were sitting quietly near the top of her bed, and a pair of jeans and t-shirt were laid at the bottom.
"This can't be good." Buffy joked. "Dawn's never this organized."
"Whatcha lookin' at?" Dawn asked, causing Buffy to jump. She turned around to see her sister looking at her with a confused face.
"Dawn, geez!" Buffy gasped. "What are you trying to do? Give me a heart attack?"
Dawn pushed passed her sister and into her room. "What did you need?" she asked flopping down on her bed.
"I just came to see if you were up or not." Buffy said taking a few steps into the room. "So what's the agenda for today? I don't have work this weekend so we could go see a movie if you want."
"Buffy?" Dawn asked. "Don't you remember?"
"Remember what?" Buffy asked back.
"Buffy, Giles is coming in today." Dawn said matter-of-factly. "His flight land in two hours. We're supposed to go pick him up."
Buffy stared blankly at Dawn for a moment and then it all came rushing back to her. She had taken off work until Tuesday so she could spend time with Giles. He was catching a flight from London to L.A., and then a hopper from L.A. to Sunnydale.
"Right." Buffy said, playfully slapping her head. "But that still doesn't explain why your room is all cleaned up. Oh no," her face sunk into a look of peril, "this is one of those signs of an apocalypse isn't it? Is the world ending again?"
"Shut up." Dawn spat, picking up a pillow and flinging it at her sister's head.
Buffy easily avoided the on coming pillow and stuck her tongue out. "Slayer powers." Buffy explained. "You'll never beat me in a pillow fight."
"Just wait and see." Dawn said mysteriously. "Somewhere, sometime, you'll go down."
"Oh please." Buffy teased. "Stop with the cryptic. I get that enough from Spike." She picked up the pillow lying beside her feet and tossed it onto the bed. "I'll go get dressed and then we'll head. We can stop for some lunch before we pick up Giles."
"Sounds good." Dawn said. She got up and pushed her sister out of the room. "Now leave, I have to change too."
Giles walked through the airport lugging his two bags along. He wished dearly that just once he could have a trip to see his slayer that didn't involve a horrid prophecy. But alas it was not meant to be.
Before he had left England, he had been debriefed by the Watcher's Council about a prophecy that- surprise surprise- involved that slayer. Giles hated to be the barer of bad news, but being a Watcher it was his sacred duty.
This prophecy was unlike any other he had heard before. All the Council could tell him was that it involved the Slayer and would indeed bring about the end of the world. But there was something else. Something about a riddle.
"Two of the two, that never should be." Giles mumbled to himself as he made his way through the crowd. 'It just doesn't make sense. One of the two is the Slayer, that much we know, but.' His thoughts were interrupted by a voice.
"Giles!" someone called.
He turned around to see Dawn rushing at him. She threw herself in his arms and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"It's so good to see you." She said taking a step back.
"As always it's a delight to see you too, Dawn." Giles replied. "Where's your sister?"
"Buffy?" Dawn asked.
"Unless you have another sister that I'm unaware about." Giles laughed.
"She's coming." Dawn said picking up on of Giles's bags. "Let me help you."
"Giles!" Buffy yelled coming up behind them. He turned and was greeted by another set of arms embracing him, this time with much more strength.
"It's great to see you." She said, still holding him tight.
"You-too." Giles managed to gasp out. "Um Buffy-"
"Yea." She asked still in an embrace.
"Can't-breath-" Giles choked out.
"Oh, God. Sorry." Buffy apologized, releasing her grip. "I'm just glad to see you again."
"As am I." Giles said looking her over. "You look different."
Buffy jumped. 'Does he know? He can't know. There's no way to tell, right? Oh God, please don't let him know.' Her thoughts raced a million miles a minute. She was too busy thinking to hear what Giles had said. "What was that?" she asked politely.
"I said, Did you cut your hair?" Giles repeated himself.
Buffy let out a sigh of relief. "No, maybe just the way I have it pulled up."
"Perhaps." Giles said. "Shall we?"
"We shall." Dawn said with a giggle, leading them out of the airport.
Later that night, Spike was patrolling in the cemetery near his crypt. He'd been chasing a Kroliocta Demon for almost an hour, and couldn't find him anywhere. He decided he better recruit Buffy for some help.
He walked down Revello Drive whistling one of those stupid jingles he heard on the telly. When he got to the Slayer's house, he noticed that the lights were on in the living room. He strode down the sidewalk and up the porch steps pushing the door open ands stepping inside.
"Spike." Dawn called from the living room.
Spike walked through the door and saw the whole group there. Willow was sitting on one of the chairs and Tara was set on the arm of it. Xander and Anya were seated on the couch next to Giles, and Buffy was on the other side. Dawn was sitting on the floor beside her sister.
"Hello all." Spike said, trying to sound as pleasant as possible without making himself physically nauseous.
"Hey Spike." Tara said.
"Spike." Xander called.
"Hello Spike." Giles said. The he turned back to Dawn on the floor. "How did you know it was him without even looking?"
"Easy," Dawn laughed. "Everyone else is here and Spike's the only one who just barges right in." Everyone else in the room laughed too.
"Right," Spike said getting back to why he had come here. "Not to break up the party or anything, but I need your help." He directed his eyes at Buffy.
"What's up, Spike?" She asked rising from the couch.
"There's this Kroliocta Demon that I can't seem to find. Nasty sort of fella, all claws and teeth." Spike explained.
"You should go Buffy." Giles said standing up. "I'm tired. Think I'll go to bed."
"Okay." Buffy said stepping over Dawn to get to Spike. "You'll get Dawn to bed? Sometime tonight?" She asked.
"Of course." Giles assured her.
"Well we should be going." Xander said picking himself up off the couch. "Will, Tara you guys want a ride home?"
"Sure." Tara said, rising and pulling her girlfriend with her.
"You ready Spike?" Buffy asked. She grabbed her coat and stopped at the door.
"Yeah." He said turning to her. "Night all." He called back before they left the house.
"Last time I saw it," Spike began as they paced the neighborhood near the Bronze, "it was right around here."
"So what does this thing look for?" Buffy asked. Her head turned from side to side, checking out every shadow for possible hiding places.
"It likes wet places." Spike said checking out the other side of the street. "Sewers, drains, ditches. Basically anyplace that has moisture of any type." Spike stopped walking and looked at Buffy with raised eyebrows.
"What?" she asked, confused.
"You know," Spike said in his low, sinister voice. "We don't have to find this thing right away. We could." He moved towards her, his arm circling her waist.
"Spike!" she shoved him away. "We've got a demon to find."
Spike looked at her with his puppy dog eyes.
"After," she said. "After we kill the demon." Buffy smiled and earned a grin out of Spike as well.
A growl followed by a chorus of screams erupted from an alleyway down the road.
"Looks like we found our man." Buffy said.
"Yeah," Spike agreed. "You go into the mouth there, and I'll loop around back. We'll come at him from all angles. Won't know what hit him."
"Let's go." Buffy said, taking off in a sprint. She was into the alley in no time at all.
Shadows covered the walls and parts of the floor. A dumpster sat against one wall.
"No monster." Buffy said quietly. She crept down the alley, staying close to the shadows. Then she saw it.
An enormous green demon with countless claws and teeth. Its mouth was littered with them; three rows on the bottom and three on the top. Each tooth seemed to be bigger than the last, and pointier.
"Here we go." Buffy said quietly to herself. She leapt out of the shadows and landed a swift kick to his chest, sending the demon stumbling backwards. Buffy landed flat on her feet and fell back into her fight stance. "You know I was really hoping to at least have one night where I didn't have to beat something's ass." Buffy punned. The demon rushed her and she easily jumped out of the way, and landed an elbow in the back of its head. "But I guess it does do the body good."
She missed the monster's next attack. He backhanded her across the face, sending her flying into the dumpster. Buffy shook off the pain in her shoulder and picked herself up into a fight stance again. She got another kick in before the demon got the best of her.
He landed a quick punch to her face and a kick to her stomach sent her flying into the wall. She landed with a sickening thud.
Buffy immediately grabbed her stomach and cried out in pain. She had never felt this amount of pain after a fight before. She thought only of her child. 'Ohmigod.' She admitted to herself. 'My child. Can't let.get hurt.' She clutched her stomach and screamed as loud as she possibly could. "SPIKE!"
The demon stalked towards her, and Buffy inched backwards. "Well this is a first," it snickered. "Don't think I've ever heard of the Slayer cowering in fear. Wait till everyone hears about this." Then it's body dropped, lifeless in front of Buffy.
"Don't think he'll be doing much telling to anyone." Spike said, standing above the body. He stretched his hand towards Buffy. She went to take his hand, but doubled back in pain. "Slayer?" Spike asked worried.
Buffy just sat there and cried, clutching her stomach. The pain shot through her like a lightening bolt through the night sky. And it all seemed to settle in her stomach. "Oh God." She cried.
"Slayer what's wrong?" Spike asked, kneeling by her side.
"Spike." Buffy said weakly. "Take me-"
"Home?" Spike finished.
"No," Buffy tried to get up, but Spike wrapped his arm around her and lifted her off the ground. "Hospital. Take me to the-hospital."
Spike was stunned. Since when did the Slayer ever admit that she needed professional medical attention? He figured someone was really wrong. He picked her up with both arms and took off running in the direction of University Hospital.
