Disclaimer: All the characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Fox,
etc... except of course the ones I make up.
Summary: Spike and Buffy are going to have a baby together!!! I know, I know, it's been done about a million times but I promise that this one is different. Anyway, it also deals with all different types of families that could exist in the Buffyverse.
Spoilers: None really
Continuity: It's the sequel to "Apocalypse now... Again". However, you don't really need to read it to understand this fic. It picks up a few weeks after where "Apocalypse Now... Again" leaves off.
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FAMILY
Chapter 2: Findings
Buffy sat on her bed with Willow on her left and Dawn on her right. Each was holding one of Buffy's hands, trying to calm and comfort the distraught slayer.
"Deep breathes, Buffy," Willow coached her, "breathe with me. One, two, three..."
Buffy inhaled as deeply as she could, and rivers of salty tears fell from her eyes. Dawn, still holding Buffy's hand, wrapped her free arm around her sister's neck and pulled her into a comforting hug.
"It's alright, Buffy," Dawn cooed, "it's gonna be fine."
"What if-sob-he-never-sob-comes back?" Buffy wailed in distress, "like the- sob-others!"
"Buffy, he loves you, he'll be back before you know it," Willow told her softly. "He probably just had to let off some steam so why don't we just let him cool down. I'll go to the Magic Box first thing in the morning and keep researching."
"Yeah, and I'll go out and look for him, okay?" Dawn suggested helpfully.
"Look for who?" Tara asked as she walked into Buffy's bedroom. Upon seeing the blonde crying hysterically, she immediately became concerned. "Oh my god? Buffy, what happened?"
"Nothing," Willow lied to her, "she and Spike just-"
"I'm pregnant!" Buffy confessed.
"Pregnant?"
"Yes Tara. Pregnant, pregnant, PREGNANT!"
"Oh... oh! But how is that, with Spike? I mean, how can-"
"We're not sure," Willow told her. 'Just drop it,' she mouthed. Tara nodded understandingly.
Buffy moaned loudly as her tears began to fall more furiously than before. She put her face in her hands and sobbed.
"Where the hell is he?"
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Spike pulled up outside the front entrance to the Hyperion. He looked up at the large hotel and took a deep breath. The vampire got off of the motorcycle and stealthily walked inside the rather ominous and brooding hotel, which ironically resembled the manner of its owner.
Spike noted that it hadn't changed a but since he was there a few months ago. He saw a few toys strewn about the floor. He especially noticed a toy truck and pacifier lying on the ground.
"That could be me."
Spike was distracted from the scattered toys when a blonde woman in her mid- twenties walked from the office into the lobby. Spike looked at her and smiled politely.
"Hi, I'm looking for-"
He stopped when he noticed the sudden look of fear in her eyes. All the color in her face drained and she dropped the box of what looked like old clothing.
"CHARLES!" She shrieked at the top of her lungs.
A you black man, also in his twenties ran into the room and the blonde woman grabbed onto his arm.
"It's a vampire!"
Gunn looked at Spike who shrugged. "Hey, I know you."
"Yeah," Spike replied. "We've met once before," he turned to the woman, "do I know you? You look a bit... familiar."
Anne mustered up all the courage she had inside of her and spoke to Spike. "Yes, I know you, you bastard! You bit me a few years ago. Buffy saved me."
Spike tried to remember what she was talking about. "I'm not sure..." but then it came to him. "Oh. That's right. You were one of those vampire worshippers. You were the one standing by the door when I came in."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Gunn interrupted the reunion. "When was all this? I thought you were good."
"I am!" Spike insisted, "but I wasn't, not then anyway." He looked at Anne, "I'm so sorry. I things were different then... I was different then. I wish I could make it different, and I wish I could take back the things I did to you, but I can't. And I'm still sorry."
Anne studied him closely, seeing the sincerity in his eyes and hearing it in his voice. She bit her lower lip and turned her foot nervously, as if putting out a cigarette.
"So you're really good then?"
"I try to be."
She nodded and looked at her feet. Anne picked up the box of clothes that she had dropped and looked to Gunn.
"Anyway, thanks for these."
The handsome young man smiled at her sweetly. "You know I got you covered, Anne."
She nodded and proceeded to walk to the door. She barely even looked at Spike as she left. He could still smell the fear on her.
Spike looked at Gunn. "That was odd."
"Yeah, right... why are you here?"
Spike knew that if he could blush, he would be a bright red at that moment. He himself wasn't one hundred percent sure of why he was there of all places, and what he did have of a reason was a bit embarrassing for him.
"Is uh... is Angel around?"
Gunn nodded, "he's upstairs. I'll get him for you."
"Thanks," Spike said, smiling politely.
Gunn walked past the vampire and ran up the stairs to where Angel was tending to the restless toddler who refused to go to sleep. He knocked politely so as not to startle either of the two and Angel turned swiftly with the squirming child in his arms.
"What?"
"There's someone here to see you."
"Make them wait," Angel told him sternly.
"I think it might be important..."
"I'm a bit busy here, Gunn!"
"Well, it's just that we've got this vampire sitting in the lobby. I think you know him, goes by the name of Spike if I remember correctly-"
"Spike is here?"
"Yeah, so why don't you stop trippin', give me the kid, and go tend to your business."
Angel nodded. "Alright."
He handed Connor to Gunn who took him with a big smile. He lifted the baby above his head and flew him around like and airplane. The child giggled uncontrollably and Angel felt content with leaving them as they were.
He walked downstairs casually and could sense Spike's presence even before he saw him. When he did, he could immediately see that something was off with him. He was holding a lit cigarette between his pointer and middle finger, and Angel could see his hand shaking from a distance.
"Spike?"
The younger vampire turned around to face the stairs. "Hi," he said bashfully.
Angel continued down the stairs and walked in Spike's direction until he was just a few feet from him. Angel looked at him from head to toe and tilted his head to the left.
"Your hair, it's much darker."
Spike ran his fingers through his dirty blonde curls self-consciously. "Yeah."
"Why are you here?" Angel asked bluntly.
Spike gave a short chuckle and considered the question. "You help the helpless right? Well, Angelus, I'm am probably the most helpless bastard you could find in all of LA right now." He plopped down onto the circular sofa that was in the lobby.
"Really? What's wrong? Is it Buffy?"
"Yeah."
"Oh God, is she hurt?"
"No, at least I don't think so. I'm not sure. She's... she's..."
Angel looked at him anxiously. "Yes?"
"She's pregnant."
Angel was shocked. He was completely and utterly shocked. He sat down next to Spike. "Oh." Angel paused. "You wanna talk about it?"
"I thought I did. But every time I tried to think of what to say the words wouldn't form."
"So you came here to just tell me and not talk about it? You know, there's this great new invention called the phone..."
"Don't be cheeky with me Angelus, I thought you were the compassionate type."
Angel sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Sorry, I'm just a little bit thrown."
"You too huh?"
"Look, I get that you don't want to talk right now, so, we have an entire hotel full of empty rooms. If you want to stay... that's okay with me."
Spike cocked an eyebrow. "Really?"
Angel nodded.
"Thanks, mate."
Angel shrugged. "What are families for?"
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"I got it," Willow screamed as she ran through the front door, waving around a handful of papers. "I got the-"
Willow stopped when she saw Xander and Giles also sitting in the living room with Buffy, Tara, and Dawn. Willow knew that Anya was at the Magic Box for she had been there a half an hour before when Willow had been researching. All five of them were looking extremely dire.
"I told them," Buffy said plainly. "Didn't want to make the same mistake twice."
Giles saw the tears coming before they formed and he took her hand. "You know I'll be there for you Buffy, whatever you choose..."
Buffy squeezed his hand firmly. "I know."
"So wait, he just bailed?" Xander asked.
"Yeah," Buffy answered sadly, "he doesn't think it's his."
Xander considered this, "I can sort of understand..." Buffy's jaw dropped. "Not that he was right or that I think that! It's just that, he can't have children Buffy."
"That's the thing!" Willow told them excitedly. "He can! I found the prophecy!"
Buffy stood up hopefully, "you did?"
"Yeah. Anya helped me translate it. It's all about the miracle child of the vampire with a soul and the Slayer. It has something to do with a lot of things but I can explain that later. Point is, it's all right here, Buffy."
Buffy smiled and hugged her best friend. "Thank you so much, Willow."
"Of course."
"Alright, so, we've got the information. Now we just need to find the father."
TBC...
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Okay guys, please please please review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Summary: Spike and Buffy are going to have a baby together!!! I know, I know, it's been done about a million times but I promise that this one is different. Anyway, it also deals with all different types of families that could exist in the Buffyverse.
Spoilers: None really
Continuity: It's the sequel to "Apocalypse now... Again". However, you don't really need to read it to understand this fic. It picks up a few weeks after where "Apocalypse Now... Again" leaves off.
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FAMILY
Chapter 2: Findings
Buffy sat on her bed with Willow on her left and Dawn on her right. Each was holding one of Buffy's hands, trying to calm and comfort the distraught slayer.
"Deep breathes, Buffy," Willow coached her, "breathe with me. One, two, three..."
Buffy inhaled as deeply as she could, and rivers of salty tears fell from her eyes. Dawn, still holding Buffy's hand, wrapped her free arm around her sister's neck and pulled her into a comforting hug.
"It's alright, Buffy," Dawn cooed, "it's gonna be fine."
"What if-sob-he-never-sob-comes back?" Buffy wailed in distress, "like the- sob-others!"
"Buffy, he loves you, he'll be back before you know it," Willow told her softly. "He probably just had to let off some steam so why don't we just let him cool down. I'll go to the Magic Box first thing in the morning and keep researching."
"Yeah, and I'll go out and look for him, okay?" Dawn suggested helpfully.
"Look for who?" Tara asked as she walked into Buffy's bedroom. Upon seeing the blonde crying hysterically, she immediately became concerned. "Oh my god? Buffy, what happened?"
"Nothing," Willow lied to her, "she and Spike just-"
"I'm pregnant!" Buffy confessed.
"Pregnant?"
"Yes Tara. Pregnant, pregnant, PREGNANT!"
"Oh... oh! But how is that, with Spike? I mean, how can-"
"We're not sure," Willow told her. 'Just drop it,' she mouthed. Tara nodded understandingly.
Buffy moaned loudly as her tears began to fall more furiously than before. She put her face in her hands and sobbed.
"Where the hell is he?"
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Spike pulled up outside the front entrance to the Hyperion. He looked up at the large hotel and took a deep breath. The vampire got off of the motorcycle and stealthily walked inside the rather ominous and brooding hotel, which ironically resembled the manner of its owner.
Spike noted that it hadn't changed a but since he was there a few months ago. He saw a few toys strewn about the floor. He especially noticed a toy truck and pacifier lying on the ground.
"That could be me."
Spike was distracted from the scattered toys when a blonde woman in her mid- twenties walked from the office into the lobby. Spike looked at her and smiled politely.
"Hi, I'm looking for-"
He stopped when he noticed the sudden look of fear in her eyes. All the color in her face drained and she dropped the box of what looked like old clothing.
"CHARLES!" She shrieked at the top of her lungs.
A you black man, also in his twenties ran into the room and the blonde woman grabbed onto his arm.
"It's a vampire!"
Gunn looked at Spike who shrugged. "Hey, I know you."
"Yeah," Spike replied. "We've met once before," he turned to the woman, "do I know you? You look a bit... familiar."
Anne mustered up all the courage she had inside of her and spoke to Spike. "Yes, I know you, you bastard! You bit me a few years ago. Buffy saved me."
Spike tried to remember what she was talking about. "I'm not sure..." but then it came to him. "Oh. That's right. You were one of those vampire worshippers. You were the one standing by the door when I came in."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Gunn interrupted the reunion. "When was all this? I thought you were good."
"I am!" Spike insisted, "but I wasn't, not then anyway." He looked at Anne, "I'm so sorry. I things were different then... I was different then. I wish I could make it different, and I wish I could take back the things I did to you, but I can't. And I'm still sorry."
Anne studied him closely, seeing the sincerity in his eyes and hearing it in his voice. She bit her lower lip and turned her foot nervously, as if putting out a cigarette.
"So you're really good then?"
"I try to be."
She nodded and looked at her feet. Anne picked up the box of clothes that she had dropped and looked to Gunn.
"Anyway, thanks for these."
The handsome young man smiled at her sweetly. "You know I got you covered, Anne."
She nodded and proceeded to walk to the door. She barely even looked at Spike as she left. He could still smell the fear on her.
Spike looked at Gunn. "That was odd."
"Yeah, right... why are you here?"
Spike knew that if he could blush, he would be a bright red at that moment. He himself wasn't one hundred percent sure of why he was there of all places, and what he did have of a reason was a bit embarrassing for him.
"Is uh... is Angel around?"
Gunn nodded, "he's upstairs. I'll get him for you."
"Thanks," Spike said, smiling politely.
Gunn walked past the vampire and ran up the stairs to where Angel was tending to the restless toddler who refused to go to sleep. He knocked politely so as not to startle either of the two and Angel turned swiftly with the squirming child in his arms.
"What?"
"There's someone here to see you."
"Make them wait," Angel told him sternly.
"I think it might be important..."
"I'm a bit busy here, Gunn!"
"Well, it's just that we've got this vampire sitting in the lobby. I think you know him, goes by the name of Spike if I remember correctly-"
"Spike is here?"
"Yeah, so why don't you stop trippin', give me the kid, and go tend to your business."
Angel nodded. "Alright."
He handed Connor to Gunn who took him with a big smile. He lifted the baby above his head and flew him around like and airplane. The child giggled uncontrollably and Angel felt content with leaving them as they were.
He walked downstairs casually and could sense Spike's presence even before he saw him. When he did, he could immediately see that something was off with him. He was holding a lit cigarette between his pointer and middle finger, and Angel could see his hand shaking from a distance.
"Spike?"
The younger vampire turned around to face the stairs. "Hi," he said bashfully.
Angel continued down the stairs and walked in Spike's direction until he was just a few feet from him. Angel looked at him from head to toe and tilted his head to the left.
"Your hair, it's much darker."
Spike ran his fingers through his dirty blonde curls self-consciously. "Yeah."
"Why are you here?" Angel asked bluntly.
Spike gave a short chuckle and considered the question. "You help the helpless right? Well, Angelus, I'm am probably the most helpless bastard you could find in all of LA right now." He plopped down onto the circular sofa that was in the lobby.
"Really? What's wrong? Is it Buffy?"
"Yeah."
"Oh God, is she hurt?"
"No, at least I don't think so. I'm not sure. She's... she's..."
Angel looked at him anxiously. "Yes?"
"She's pregnant."
Angel was shocked. He was completely and utterly shocked. He sat down next to Spike. "Oh." Angel paused. "You wanna talk about it?"
"I thought I did. But every time I tried to think of what to say the words wouldn't form."
"So you came here to just tell me and not talk about it? You know, there's this great new invention called the phone..."
"Don't be cheeky with me Angelus, I thought you were the compassionate type."
Angel sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Sorry, I'm just a little bit thrown."
"You too huh?"
"Look, I get that you don't want to talk right now, so, we have an entire hotel full of empty rooms. If you want to stay... that's okay with me."
Spike cocked an eyebrow. "Really?"
Angel nodded.
"Thanks, mate."
Angel shrugged. "What are families for?"
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"I got it," Willow screamed as she ran through the front door, waving around a handful of papers. "I got the-"
Willow stopped when she saw Xander and Giles also sitting in the living room with Buffy, Tara, and Dawn. Willow knew that Anya was at the Magic Box for she had been there a half an hour before when Willow had been researching. All five of them were looking extremely dire.
"I told them," Buffy said plainly. "Didn't want to make the same mistake twice."
Giles saw the tears coming before they formed and he took her hand. "You know I'll be there for you Buffy, whatever you choose..."
Buffy squeezed his hand firmly. "I know."
"So wait, he just bailed?" Xander asked.
"Yeah," Buffy answered sadly, "he doesn't think it's his."
Xander considered this, "I can sort of understand..." Buffy's jaw dropped. "Not that he was right or that I think that! It's just that, he can't have children Buffy."
"That's the thing!" Willow told them excitedly. "He can! I found the prophecy!"
Buffy stood up hopefully, "you did?"
"Yeah. Anya helped me translate it. It's all about the miracle child of the vampire with a soul and the Slayer. It has something to do with a lot of things but I can explain that later. Point is, it's all right here, Buffy."
Buffy smiled and hugged her best friend. "Thank you so much, Willow."
"Of course."
"Alright, so, we've got the information. Now we just need to find the father."
TBC...
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Okay guys, please please please review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!