A/N: Okay, I got my idea from a friend of mine, not any of you guys. Don't
feel bad. I'm also pretty sure none of you were expecting this, and please
don't hate me. Everything will work out. And this IS NOT the last chapter
okay? I'll tell you when it is.
***** Chapter 27: Guess Who? *****
?Do you guys mind leaving is alone, please?? Andrea quietly asked April and Ben.
?Sure.? They quickly filed out of the kitchen.
?You're pregnant,? Spike said slowly, seeming not to comprehend what he'd been told. She nodded slowly. ?Weren't you going to tell me at all??
?What??
?You were just going to have an abortion and not tell me,? he accused.
?Of course I was going to tell you. If I wasn't, I wouldn't have hung the ultrasound photo on the fridge.?
?At least tell the truth.?
?Spike, you're not making any sense.? Tears formed in her confused hazel eyes.
?I. . .I have to go . . .? He ran to the door, scooped up his duster and tore out of the house.
* * *
?I can't believe he'd do this to her,? April whispered to Ben, gazing in at Andrea, who was curled up on a kitchen chair with a cup of coffee, her eyes red-rimmed from crying. Jill was on the table, her head resting on Andrea's knee as the cat gazed sympathetically up at her owner.
?I'll murder the bastard,? Ben promised menacingly, rubbing his knuckles.
?What's his problem? I mean, really. He loves her. She loves him. He asked her to marry him and she accepted. What more could he want??
* * *
?You sodding ponce,? Spike cursed at himself. He sighed and roughly threw an ashtray at the wall of his apartment. He'd just made the biggest mistake of his entire life. Andrea would never forgive him for this. How could he just walk out on her?
He just got a little scared, that's all. He hasn't been able to have kids for one hundred and some-odd years and POOF he's knocked up the woman he planned to marry. He's allowed to be a bit freaked, right?
He'll just go back and apologize. He'll explain that he just needed a little time to think about things. Like her. She wanted time. She got time. Why couldn't he have time? It's only fair.
?Stop trying to reason it out, you poof,' he thought. ?Just tell her that you're deeply sorry, you love her and you still want to marry her, if she'll have you.'
He grabbed his coat, slipped it on over his shoulders and left his apartment. He hurried down the steps, hoping to God that the damage he'd done wasn't irreparable. He pushed open the door to the street and stepped out onto the sidewalk. Just to save himself some time, he ducked into an alley that he knew was a shortcut to Revello Drive.
A dark haired woman with eyes that glinted almost black stood in the alley. She looked almost familiar, but he couldn't put a name to her face.
?Hello, Spike,? she greeted. He stopped in front of her, frowning down at her as she swung her arm to his neck. He felt a tiny pinch and some pressure. The drug took effect almost immediately and he slumped to the pavement, unconscious.
* * *
?I'm not sure if we should leave her,? April hesitated. ?One of us should stay here with her.?
?I'm fine,? Andrea called from the kitchen. ?Go.?
?Do you want me to stay here?? Ben offered. Andrea shook her head in a negative reply.
?No. Go with April. The plane will be here soon, and I would like a little time alone before Cody, Sydney and Lucifer show up here too.? Ben nodded in understanding.
?Alright. I guess.?
?Maybe we should take all the sharp objects,? April suggested, concerned.
?I'm not going to kill myself, you jerk,? Andrea assured, forcing a smile. ?Go get your family. I'll be fine. The twenty-one year old can spend a few hours alone in her locked house.?
?You're sure??
?Yes. I have Jill to keep me company. Get lost.? April sighed. Ben helped her on with her coat and they bade farewell to Andrea, who waved slightly as the door clicked behind them.
* * *
The airport was crowded in LA as people boarded and disembarked various flights. April and Ben waited patiently at the gate for flight 737 Toronto to Los Angeles. Before long, a tall man with curly brown hair and hazel eyes stepped out of the gate, carrying a toddler in his arms. He rushed over to them.
?Hey, babycakes,? he greeted April, kissing her softly.
?Hi, Mommy,? Sydney said with a huge grin. April took her daughter in her arms. ??Lo, Ben,? she greeted. He affectionately rubbed her head, shaking hands with Cody.
?Let's go get Lucifer from the baggage claim, huh, sweetie?? April suggested. They started off in a different direction.
?Mommy, what's garbage lame??
* * *
She watched the four of them move to the baggage claim to get their dog and their suitcases. This was going to be more difficult than it was with Spike, the loser, but it wasn't impossible. She stayed about three feet away from them at all times, and they never even noticed they were being tailed.
Just as they happy family was about to exit the airport, she slipped ahead of them, hurrying outside to her previously selected cab.
She knew that Andrea's convertible wasn't big enough to hold all the luggage, plus four people and a dog, and rightly assumed they'd taken a cab to the airport. She slid into the front seat, hoping she'd gotten all of the cabbie's blood out of the seats as April, Cody, Ben, Syndey and Lucifer stood next to the car.
?Will you allow a dog in your cab?? April asked. She only nodded as they slid into the seats.
***** Chapter 27: Guess Who? *****
?Do you guys mind leaving is alone, please?? Andrea quietly asked April and Ben.
?Sure.? They quickly filed out of the kitchen.
?You're pregnant,? Spike said slowly, seeming not to comprehend what he'd been told. She nodded slowly. ?Weren't you going to tell me at all??
?What??
?You were just going to have an abortion and not tell me,? he accused.
?Of course I was going to tell you. If I wasn't, I wouldn't have hung the ultrasound photo on the fridge.?
?At least tell the truth.?
?Spike, you're not making any sense.? Tears formed in her confused hazel eyes.
?I. . .I have to go . . .? He ran to the door, scooped up his duster and tore out of the house.
* * *
?I can't believe he'd do this to her,? April whispered to Ben, gazing in at Andrea, who was curled up on a kitchen chair with a cup of coffee, her eyes red-rimmed from crying. Jill was on the table, her head resting on Andrea's knee as the cat gazed sympathetically up at her owner.
?I'll murder the bastard,? Ben promised menacingly, rubbing his knuckles.
?What's his problem? I mean, really. He loves her. She loves him. He asked her to marry him and she accepted. What more could he want??
* * *
?You sodding ponce,? Spike cursed at himself. He sighed and roughly threw an ashtray at the wall of his apartment. He'd just made the biggest mistake of his entire life. Andrea would never forgive him for this. How could he just walk out on her?
He just got a little scared, that's all. He hasn't been able to have kids for one hundred and some-odd years and POOF he's knocked up the woman he planned to marry. He's allowed to be a bit freaked, right?
He'll just go back and apologize. He'll explain that he just needed a little time to think about things. Like her. She wanted time. She got time. Why couldn't he have time? It's only fair.
?Stop trying to reason it out, you poof,' he thought. ?Just tell her that you're deeply sorry, you love her and you still want to marry her, if she'll have you.'
He grabbed his coat, slipped it on over his shoulders and left his apartment. He hurried down the steps, hoping to God that the damage he'd done wasn't irreparable. He pushed open the door to the street and stepped out onto the sidewalk. Just to save himself some time, he ducked into an alley that he knew was a shortcut to Revello Drive.
A dark haired woman with eyes that glinted almost black stood in the alley. She looked almost familiar, but he couldn't put a name to her face.
?Hello, Spike,? she greeted. He stopped in front of her, frowning down at her as she swung her arm to his neck. He felt a tiny pinch and some pressure. The drug took effect almost immediately and he slumped to the pavement, unconscious.
* * *
?I'm not sure if we should leave her,? April hesitated. ?One of us should stay here with her.?
?I'm fine,? Andrea called from the kitchen. ?Go.?
?Do you want me to stay here?? Ben offered. Andrea shook her head in a negative reply.
?No. Go with April. The plane will be here soon, and I would like a little time alone before Cody, Sydney and Lucifer show up here too.? Ben nodded in understanding.
?Alright. I guess.?
?Maybe we should take all the sharp objects,? April suggested, concerned.
?I'm not going to kill myself, you jerk,? Andrea assured, forcing a smile. ?Go get your family. I'll be fine. The twenty-one year old can spend a few hours alone in her locked house.?
?You're sure??
?Yes. I have Jill to keep me company. Get lost.? April sighed. Ben helped her on with her coat and they bade farewell to Andrea, who waved slightly as the door clicked behind them.
* * *
The airport was crowded in LA as people boarded and disembarked various flights. April and Ben waited patiently at the gate for flight 737 Toronto to Los Angeles. Before long, a tall man with curly brown hair and hazel eyes stepped out of the gate, carrying a toddler in his arms. He rushed over to them.
?Hey, babycakes,? he greeted April, kissing her softly.
?Hi, Mommy,? Sydney said with a huge grin. April took her daughter in her arms. ??Lo, Ben,? she greeted. He affectionately rubbed her head, shaking hands with Cody.
?Let's go get Lucifer from the baggage claim, huh, sweetie?? April suggested. They started off in a different direction.
?Mommy, what's garbage lame??
* * *
She watched the four of them move to the baggage claim to get their dog and their suitcases. This was going to be more difficult than it was with Spike, the loser, but it wasn't impossible. She stayed about three feet away from them at all times, and they never even noticed they were being tailed.
Just as they happy family was about to exit the airport, she slipped ahead of them, hurrying outside to her previously selected cab.
She knew that Andrea's convertible wasn't big enough to hold all the luggage, plus four people and a dog, and rightly assumed they'd taken a cab to the airport. She slid into the front seat, hoping she'd gotten all of the cabbie's blood out of the seats as April, Cody, Ben, Syndey and Lucifer stood next to the car.
?Will you allow a dog in your cab?? April asked. She only nodded as they slid into the seats.