She looked into his eyes afraid of what he would say. He just stared
at her. She didn't know if she should speak, or just not talk at all.
Finally she spoke up.
"Please, say something, anything" she said. `
"I. . .I don't know what to say" he said, still stunned. She had thrown this huge pile of news in his lap so suddenly. He didn't know what to do or say. He did love her, a great deal. He would do anything for her. Finally after a few minutes he spoke. "Are you sure?"
"It's not certain, I was feeling sick and the doctor took a blood test, we'll know tomorrow" she said.
"Okay. . .well um. . .if it shows that. . .you know, then, I will be her, I'll take care of you, and if doesn't. . ." he wanted to say good, but he didn't want to hurt her feelings. "Then I'll still be here" he said. She smiled and hugged him. He held her tightly. He hoped so much that the test didn't come up positive, but if it did, he would still love her and he would be there for her.
"So can I stay here, please, I don't want to go home?" Buffy asked.
"O. . .of course" he said. She hugged him again.
Buffy woke up in the middle of the night. She had had a nightmare that woke her from her sleep. She looked on the side of the bed where the clock was and it read 3:25. She looked over to her other side where Spike was asleep. She lay down and snuggled herself up against him. Still sleeping he put his arm around her and she laid her head on his shoulder and slowly fell back asleep.
When Buffy woke again it was morning and Spike was no longer in bed. She walked out of his bedroom to and went into the kitchen where she found him.
"Hey baby" she said. He smiled at the sight of her.
"Hi luv, sleep well?" he asked.
"Yeah, well mostly, I had a nightmare" she told him as she sat down at the table.
"About what?" he asked.
"I had a dream that my mother killed me, and then she killed you, and then our baby" Buffy told him. He laughed. "What?"
"I'm sorry pet, but that's hilarious, look sweetheart, your mother is not going to kill anybody okay" he told her.
"I know that, I can't control what I dream about" she told him.
"I know, come here luv" he said and she walked over to the stove where he was cooking. "I love you, and it scares the hell out of me when I think of having to raise a baby, but. . .if it comes down to that, and don't take that the wrong way, but if it does, I will be here for you all right" he said. She kissed him on the lips lightly.
"I know, I love you too" she said. He pulled her into another more passionate kiss. As his tongue made its way into her mouth the doorbell rang and she broke the kiss.
"Who in the bloody hell could that be?" he said annoyed, turning off the stove and walking to the front door. He answered it to find Joyce standing there.
"Hello Spike" she said in monotone. "Is my daughter here?"
"Uh, yeah, Buffy luv, your mom's here" he said calling her.
"Mom, what are you doing here?" Buffy asked as she emerged form the kitchen.
"I want you to come home, now, come on" Joyce said.
"No" Buffy said, holding on to Spike. "I'm not going anywhere."
"Elizabeth, I am your mother and you will do what I say, now you are not eighteen for another four days young lady so come on now" Joyce said.
"Oh that's right, your birthday's coming up soon" Spike said, looking at Buffy.
"Yeah" she said, not really caring.
"Elizabeth-" Joyce began.
"Mom I'm not going anywhere okay so just leave, this isn't your house" Buffy said.
"And it isn't yours either, let's go" Joyce said.
"Mom I'm not-" Buffy tried to say, but was discontinued by Spike.
"Look luv, maybe you should go home, all your things are there anyway" he said. She looked at him a surprised and a little hurt.
"What? You don't want me here?" she asked.
"Of course I do ducks, I love you, but I mean. . .look wait okay, just wait until you turn eighteen, and then you could live here if you wanted" he said, that made her eyes light up.
"Really?" she said.
"Of course" he told her. She kissed him.
"Okay" she said. "I love you."
"I love you too sweetheart" he told her and she and Joyce left.
Buffy and Joyce didn't say a word to each other the whole way home. When they arrived Buffy saw that there was a message on the machine and pushed the play button to listen to it.
"Hello Miss Summers this is Doctor Helen, I got the test results back from the lab and it confirms that you're. . ."
ALL RIGHT, I'VE READ SO MANY CLIFF HANGERS THAT I DECIDED TO DO SOME MYSELF. HOPE YOU LIKED THIS CHAPTER. I KNOW IT WAS SHORT, BUT THE NEXT WILL BE LONGER. ANYWAY THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED FOR THEIR SUPPORT. I'VE GOTTEN SO MAY NICE REVIEWS.
"Please, say something, anything" she said. `
"I. . .I don't know what to say" he said, still stunned. She had thrown this huge pile of news in his lap so suddenly. He didn't know what to do or say. He did love her, a great deal. He would do anything for her. Finally after a few minutes he spoke. "Are you sure?"
"It's not certain, I was feeling sick and the doctor took a blood test, we'll know tomorrow" she said.
"Okay. . .well um. . .if it shows that. . .you know, then, I will be her, I'll take care of you, and if doesn't. . ." he wanted to say good, but he didn't want to hurt her feelings. "Then I'll still be here" he said. She smiled and hugged him. He held her tightly. He hoped so much that the test didn't come up positive, but if it did, he would still love her and he would be there for her.
"So can I stay here, please, I don't want to go home?" Buffy asked.
"O. . .of course" he said. She hugged him again.
Buffy woke up in the middle of the night. She had had a nightmare that woke her from her sleep. She looked on the side of the bed where the clock was and it read 3:25. She looked over to her other side where Spike was asleep. She lay down and snuggled herself up against him. Still sleeping he put his arm around her and she laid her head on his shoulder and slowly fell back asleep.
When Buffy woke again it was morning and Spike was no longer in bed. She walked out of his bedroom to and went into the kitchen where she found him.
"Hey baby" she said. He smiled at the sight of her.
"Hi luv, sleep well?" he asked.
"Yeah, well mostly, I had a nightmare" she told him as she sat down at the table.
"About what?" he asked.
"I had a dream that my mother killed me, and then she killed you, and then our baby" Buffy told him. He laughed. "What?"
"I'm sorry pet, but that's hilarious, look sweetheart, your mother is not going to kill anybody okay" he told her.
"I know that, I can't control what I dream about" she told him.
"I know, come here luv" he said and she walked over to the stove where he was cooking. "I love you, and it scares the hell out of me when I think of having to raise a baby, but. . .if it comes down to that, and don't take that the wrong way, but if it does, I will be here for you all right" he said. She kissed him on the lips lightly.
"I know, I love you too" she said. He pulled her into another more passionate kiss. As his tongue made its way into her mouth the doorbell rang and she broke the kiss.
"Who in the bloody hell could that be?" he said annoyed, turning off the stove and walking to the front door. He answered it to find Joyce standing there.
"Hello Spike" she said in monotone. "Is my daughter here?"
"Uh, yeah, Buffy luv, your mom's here" he said calling her.
"Mom, what are you doing here?" Buffy asked as she emerged form the kitchen.
"I want you to come home, now, come on" Joyce said.
"No" Buffy said, holding on to Spike. "I'm not going anywhere."
"Elizabeth, I am your mother and you will do what I say, now you are not eighteen for another four days young lady so come on now" Joyce said.
"Oh that's right, your birthday's coming up soon" Spike said, looking at Buffy.
"Yeah" she said, not really caring.
"Elizabeth-" Joyce began.
"Mom I'm not going anywhere okay so just leave, this isn't your house" Buffy said.
"And it isn't yours either, let's go" Joyce said.
"Mom I'm not-" Buffy tried to say, but was discontinued by Spike.
"Look luv, maybe you should go home, all your things are there anyway" he said. She looked at him a surprised and a little hurt.
"What? You don't want me here?" she asked.
"Of course I do ducks, I love you, but I mean. . .look wait okay, just wait until you turn eighteen, and then you could live here if you wanted" he said, that made her eyes light up.
"Really?" she said.
"Of course" he told her. She kissed him.
"Okay" she said. "I love you."
"I love you too sweetheart" he told her and she and Joyce left.
Buffy and Joyce didn't say a word to each other the whole way home. When they arrived Buffy saw that there was a message on the machine and pushed the play button to listen to it.
"Hello Miss Summers this is Doctor Helen, I got the test results back from the lab and it confirms that you're. . ."
ALL RIGHT, I'VE READ SO MANY CLIFF HANGERS THAT I DECIDED TO DO SOME MYSELF. HOPE YOU LIKED THIS CHAPTER. I KNOW IT WAS SHORT, BUT THE NEXT WILL BE LONGER. ANYWAY THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED FOR THEIR SUPPORT. I'VE GOTTEN SO MAY NICE REVIEWS.