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. Also, I just thought I'd point out that Tara is alive and with Willow, both witches are living with Buffy. Also, Xander and Anya are married and Anya is about four and a half months pregnant.
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FAMILY
Chapter 4: So Good Here
Buffy opened the door to Spike's crypt and walked in apprehensively but still hopefully. She thought that she could actually hear the sound of her heartbeat echoing through the desolate walls of what appeared to be an abandoned crypt.
"Spike?" She called out desperately, her voice actually echoing eerily through the tomb. When the vampire made no reply to show his presence, Buffy climbed carefully down to the lower level of the crypt. To her extreme disappointment, she found that this was also vacant of any undead activity. Though Spike was not there, she continued to walk further into the underground room. She lay down on his bed, spreading herself over the dark satin sheets that she knew so well.
A flash of a memory came to her and she thought that she could actually feel Spike's cool hands running over her back. She wished that it were so, she wished that he were truly holding her, but when the Slayer opened her eyes and found herself alone, she thought her heart would break.
Buffy picked up a thick, black candle that was placed beside the bed and carried it with her as she climbed back upstairs. She ran her dainty fingers over the dusty stone coffin and remembered the numerous times she spent with Spike on that very place. The one memory most prominent in her mind was drinking with him after her day from hell at the Magic Box. The hint of a smile played and the corner of her lips and she sighed heavily.
"Where did you go?"
As if on cue, the door to the crypt opened and Buffy swirled around elegantly, her long hair bouncing on her shoulders, to see Spike entering the crypt. He looked worn, as though he had been doing strenuous work or some sort of tiring activity.
Spike stopped in his tracks when he saw Buffy standing by the rock tomb with her fingertips still barely resting on it. They stood like that for an eternity, just staring at one another, daring the other with their eyes to make the first move.
Before Spike even knew what happened, the black candle went whizzing by Spike's head with such force that when it hit the wall the wax shattered into dozens of pieces. Spike had just barely ducked out of the way.
"What the f-"
"You bastard," Buffy said coolly. "You sick fuck! You think you can just walk in and out of my life whenever you feel like it? If you wanted to leave, you should have just stayed gone."
"You know I couldn't do that."
"Why? Why the hell not? You suddenly just started caring again? You can turn that kind of thing on and off?"
"What makes you think I stopped caring?" Spike asked, using all his energy in order to keep a level head and a calm voice.
"Stop it. You don't get to play innocent now. You can't just leave me whenever you feel like it's convenient. How can I depend on you if you just walk away whenever we get into a fight?"
"No, this was more than a fight. You want to be able to depend on me, than maybe you should change a few things so that I can trust you."
Buffy opened her mouth to speak but no words were able to form. No sound could pass her lips and it took her a few moments to decide what she wanted to say.
"You think I cheated on you?"
"No," Spike told her plainly, "I don't. Bo matter what the circumstances, Buffy, you don't have the right to hide something as important as a child from me. Why, pet? Why couldn't you tell me about my own child?"
A few tears formed in Buffy's eyes but she remained determined not to let them fall.
"Because I was afraid."
"Of what?"
"That you wouldn't want this. That I- that it would scare you away. That you wouldn't want me anymore."
Spike wanted so badly not to but he couldn't help it, he began to laugh. "Not want you? Buffy, I could never not want you. If I've told you once you think it doesn't make it true?" He walked to her and took her small, shaking hands in his.
"I always want you."
Buffy could hold back no longer wrapped her arms around his neck. Spike pulled her tiny frame against his body. The tears that Buffy was trying to save fell freely from her eyes; the feeling of pure ecstasy that the Slayer got from being back in Spike's arms was indescribable.
"I was so scared, Spike. I thought you were gone."
Spike kissed her neck tenderly and whispered, "I'll never leave you."
Buffy pulled back and Spike kissed a spot on her cheek where a tear had stopped. She smiled lovingly at him and reached in the small bad she had brought with her. After reaching past a stake and a few bottles of holy water, she pulled out a folded packet of paper and handed it to Spike.
"What is this?" He asked as he unfolded it clumsily.
"Proof," Buffy replied, wiping the last of her tears from her eyes. "Our prophecy."
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Spike walked in the front door followed by Buffy. Dawn and Willow had remained at the house to continue with research and be there in case Spike came back. They weren't so worried about keeping him safe, their job was to keep him from leaving the house if he came back.
Both the witch and the youngest Slayer stood when the pair entered the house. Dawn walked hurriedly at the vampire. Spike smiled slyly at her and she smacked his grin right off his face. Buffy flinched and Spike put his hand to his face.
"Runs in the family does it?" He asked harshly as he rubbed his cheek, which was now forming a bright red handprint on it.
Dawn smiled pompously at him. "Okay, I feel better now."
"Glad to hear it, Bitty Slayer," the vampire told her sarcastically.
"Okay, okay, enough," Willow told them, her voice shaky with anxiety. "Let's not start."
Buffy smiled thankfully at her best friend. "I appreciate it, Dawn," Spike rolled his eyes emphatically, "but Spike and I had a chance to talk and all has been worked out."
"Okay, I hope I didn't hurt you, Spike," Dawn said cheerily before mumbling, "sissy."
"What!"
"Nothing..."
"You little-"
"Hello!" Buffy interrupted them. "Chill out already."
Spike and Dawn both let down their guards and mumbled their apologies. Buffy got everyone to take a seat just as Xander, Giles, Tara, and Anya walked through the front door. Xander stepped forward and smirked spitefully at the dirty-blonde man sitting beside Buffy.
"Welcome back," Xander said sarcastically with narrowed eyes. Willow shook her head furiously at him and she mouthed, 'don't start!'
Xander was obedient for once and he merely stood quietly next to the living room sofa. Anya walked in and gave Buffy a warm hug.
"Congratulations!" She told Buffy excitedly. "I haven't had a chance to say that with our whole 'missing father issue'," she said with sarcastic air quotes.
Buffy smiled sweetly. "Thank you. It's just nice to have everyone together and safe again, no one with anything to hide... That being said, I figured it was about time that Willow explains the prophecy to us all. I have the strangest feeling that it isn't all peaches and marshmallows."
Everyone looked at Willow whose cheeks flushed slightly. "No, sorry Buffy. We've some good and some bad though. So let's not freak out and concentrate on that there's good in all of this. Okay, first of all, basically it talks of the love and... uh... fornication of the Slayer the vampire with a soul, with bloodline corresponding with the other vampire with a soul, so obviously Spike, will bring about the second of two miracle children. I'm assuming that the first is Connor. Now, there's also something about how Buffy's two deaths have enabled her to bear this child. There's also something in here about a... tradeoff? I guess that's what it means. Like a price to pay. The Powers-That-Be don't feel like giving you this amazing gift without you giving back."
"Because it's not like I've given enough yet," Buffy mumbled and Spike squeezed her hand.
Willow scrunched up her face and shrugged. "Sorry Buffy. But look, it's not something we need to worry about right now. Let's just get this baby to term. I mean, Buffy, look on the bright side, you're having a baby!"
Buffy smiled and rubbed her hand and Spike's across her belly. "Yeah, we are."
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Spike spread the sky blue picnic blanket over the cool grass of Buffy's front lawn. The air was rather warm, as warm as it usually was in mid- November in Sunnydale. Spike felt the grass between his toes and had a flash of the nightmare he had had the night before. He shook the image from his mind and smiled playfully at Buffy who smiled back.
Spike lay down on the blanket and placed his arms beneath his head. Buffy carefully lay with her back on the blanket on her head on Spike's muscular stomach. She looked up at the stars and sighed.
"When was the last time you did this?"
"What, pet?"
"Just took time to look at the stars?"
Spike thought for a moment and he suddenly remembered it like it was yesterday. "Five years ago, somewhere in France. It was one of the times that Dru was looking at the stars and they were actually there. She told me to look up, to look into eternity. I thought it was stupid, just looking at the stars. The place was so brightly lit I figured I wouldn't be able to see much anyway. But as I looked up, there was a power outage right at that moment in the town we were in. Everything was dark except for the sky. It was like a thousand little lights sparkling and I hadn't had an appreciation for such beauty in decades."
"I used to do it s lot with my mom and Dawn," Buffy confessed when Spike was finished. "We would come out every Saturday night that we could and just spend time looking at the stars. After she died, it was like the stars went out. Like they didn't shine as brightly as they had before. I would see Dawn coming out here sometimes. In the middle of the night she would go outside and look at the stars. I could here her crying. I wanted to do something for her but I couldn't. Eventually she just stopped coming outside altogether. It was hardest for her, when the little things started to be gone, after mom."
"I know, love, I was there. I wasn't going within ten meters of you, but I was still around."
Buffy shrugged and Spike began to run his fingers softly through her long, blonde tresses. Buffy felt like crying but she wasn't sure whether her tears would be of joy or sadness. Things were really bad for a while after her mother's death. It was like everything she thought and everything she touched was wrong or bad somehow. Then there was the death and the resurrection and the being dragged out of heaven, but throughout all of that there was Spike.
But now everything was good again. Everyone was settling into a real life with love, and warmth, and happiness. And Buffy was having the one thing she thought she could never have with the man she loved... a child.
Buffy closed her eyes and sighed. "Spike?"
"Hm?"
"I don't understand now."
"What's that love?"
She opened her eyes again and looked dazedly into the heavens. "Why I was so wrapped up about being up there, when all along I've got it so good right here."
TBC...
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Please, please, PLEASE review you guys! I totally love to hear your input!!!!!!!!!!!
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. Also, I just thought I'd point out that Tara is alive and with Willow, both witches are living with Buffy. Also, Xander and Anya are married and Anya is about four and a half months pregnant.
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FAMILY
Chapter 4: So Good Here
Buffy opened the door to Spike's crypt and walked in apprehensively but still hopefully. She thought that she could actually hear the sound of her heartbeat echoing through the desolate walls of what appeared to be an abandoned crypt.
"Spike?" She called out desperately, her voice actually echoing eerily through the tomb. When the vampire made no reply to show his presence, Buffy climbed carefully down to the lower level of the crypt. To her extreme disappointment, she found that this was also vacant of any undead activity. Though Spike was not there, she continued to walk further into the underground room. She lay down on his bed, spreading herself over the dark satin sheets that she knew so well.
A flash of a memory came to her and she thought that she could actually feel Spike's cool hands running over her back. She wished that it were so, she wished that he were truly holding her, but when the Slayer opened her eyes and found herself alone, she thought her heart would break.
Buffy picked up a thick, black candle that was placed beside the bed and carried it with her as she climbed back upstairs. She ran her dainty fingers over the dusty stone coffin and remembered the numerous times she spent with Spike on that very place. The one memory most prominent in her mind was drinking with him after her day from hell at the Magic Box. The hint of a smile played and the corner of her lips and she sighed heavily.
"Where did you go?"
As if on cue, the door to the crypt opened and Buffy swirled around elegantly, her long hair bouncing on her shoulders, to see Spike entering the crypt. He looked worn, as though he had been doing strenuous work or some sort of tiring activity.
Spike stopped in his tracks when he saw Buffy standing by the rock tomb with her fingertips still barely resting on it. They stood like that for an eternity, just staring at one another, daring the other with their eyes to make the first move.
Before Spike even knew what happened, the black candle went whizzing by Spike's head with such force that when it hit the wall the wax shattered into dozens of pieces. Spike had just barely ducked out of the way.
"What the f-"
"You bastard," Buffy said coolly. "You sick fuck! You think you can just walk in and out of my life whenever you feel like it? If you wanted to leave, you should have just stayed gone."
"You know I couldn't do that."
"Why? Why the hell not? You suddenly just started caring again? You can turn that kind of thing on and off?"
"What makes you think I stopped caring?" Spike asked, using all his energy in order to keep a level head and a calm voice.
"Stop it. You don't get to play innocent now. You can't just leave me whenever you feel like it's convenient. How can I depend on you if you just walk away whenever we get into a fight?"
"No, this was more than a fight. You want to be able to depend on me, than maybe you should change a few things so that I can trust you."
Buffy opened her mouth to speak but no words were able to form. No sound could pass her lips and it took her a few moments to decide what she wanted to say.
"You think I cheated on you?"
"No," Spike told her plainly, "I don't. Bo matter what the circumstances, Buffy, you don't have the right to hide something as important as a child from me. Why, pet? Why couldn't you tell me about my own child?"
A few tears formed in Buffy's eyes but she remained determined not to let them fall.
"Because I was afraid."
"Of what?"
"That you wouldn't want this. That I- that it would scare you away. That you wouldn't want me anymore."
Spike wanted so badly not to but he couldn't help it, he began to laugh. "Not want you? Buffy, I could never not want you. If I've told you once you think it doesn't make it true?" He walked to her and took her small, shaking hands in his.
"I always want you."
Buffy could hold back no longer wrapped her arms around his neck. Spike pulled her tiny frame against his body. The tears that Buffy was trying to save fell freely from her eyes; the feeling of pure ecstasy that the Slayer got from being back in Spike's arms was indescribable.
"I was so scared, Spike. I thought you were gone."
Spike kissed her neck tenderly and whispered, "I'll never leave you."
Buffy pulled back and Spike kissed a spot on her cheek where a tear had stopped. She smiled lovingly at him and reached in the small bad she had brought with her. After reaching past a stake and a few bottles of holy water, she pulled out a folded packet of paper and handed it to Spike.
"What is this?" He asked as he unfolded it clumsily.
"Proof," Buffy replied, wiping the last of her tears from her eyes. "Our prophecy."
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Spike walked in the front door followed by Buffy. Dawn and Willow had remained at the house to continue with research and be there in case Spike came back. They weren't so worried about keeping him safe, their job was to keep him from leaving the house if he came back.
Both the witch and the youngest Slayer stood when the pair entered the house. Dawn walked hurriedly at the vampire. Spike smiled slyly at her and she smacked his grin right off his face. Buffy flinched and Spike put his hand to his face.
"Runs in the family does it?" He asked harshly as he rubbed his cheek, which was now forming a bright red handprint on it.
Dawn smiled pompously at him. "Okay, I feel better now."
"Glad to hear it, Bitty Slayer," the vampire told her sarcastically.
"Okay, okay, enough," Willow told them, her voice shaky with anxiety. "Let's not start."
Buffy smiled thankfully at her best friend. "I appreciate it, Dawn," Spike rolled his eyes emphatically, "but Spike and I had a chance to talk and all has been worked out."
"Okay, I hope I didn't hurt you, Spike," Dawn said cheerily before mumbling, "sissy."
"What!"
"Nothing..."
"You little-"
"Hello!" Buffy interrupted them. "Chill out already."
Spike and Dawn both let down their guards and mumbled their apologies. Buffy got everyone to take a seat just as Xander, Giles, Tara, and Anya walked through the front door. Xander stepped forward and smirked spitefully at the dirty-blonde man sitting beside Buffy.
"Welcome back," Xander said sarcastically with narrowed eyes. Willow shook her head furiously at him and she mouthed, 'don't start!'
Xander was obedient for once and he merely stood quietly next to the living room sofa. Anya walked in and gave Buffy a warm hug.
"Congratulations!" She told Buffy excitedly. "I haven't had a chance to say that with our whole 'missing father issue'," she said with sarcastic air quotes.
Buffy smiled sweetly. "Thank you. It's just nice to have everyone together and safe again, no one with anything to hide... That being said, I figured it was about time that Willow explains the prophecy to us all. I have the strangest feeling that it isn't all peaches and marshmallows."
Everyone looked at Willow whose cheeks flushed slightly. "No, sorry Buffy. We've some good and some bad though. So let's not freak out and concentrate on that there's good in all of this. Okay, first of all, basically it talks of the love and... uh... fornication of the Slayer the vampire with a soul, with bloodline corresponding with the other vampire with a soul, so obviously Spike, will bring about the second of two miracle children. I'm assuming that the first is Connor. Now, there's also something about how Buffy's two deaths have enabled her to bear this child. There's also something in here about a... tradeoff? I guess that's what it means. Like a price to pay. The Powers-That-Be don't feel like giving you this amazing gift without you giving back."
"Because it's not like I've given enough yet," Buffy mumbled and Spike squeezed her hand.
Willow scrunched up her face and shrugged. "Sorry Buffy. But look, it's not something we need to worry about right now. Let's just get this baby to term. I mean, Buffy, look on the bright side, you're having a baby!"
Buffy smiled and rubbed her hand and Spike's across her belly. "Yeah, we are."
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Spike spread the sky blue picnic blanket over the cool grass of Buffy's front lawn. The air was rather warm, as warm as it usually was in mid- November in Sunnydale. Spike felt the grass between his toes and had a flash of the nightmare he had had the night before. He shook the image from his mind and smiled playfully at Buffy who smiled back.
Spike lay down on the blanket and placed his arms beneath his head. Buffy carefully lay with her back on the blanket on her head on Spike's muscular stomach. She looked up at the stars and sighed.
"When was the last time you did this?"
"What, pet?"
"Just took time to look at the stars?"
Spike thought for a moment and he suddenly remembered it like it was yesterday. "Five years ago, somewhere in France. It was one of the times that Dru was looking at the stars and they were actually there. She told me to look up, to look into eternity. I thought it was stupid, just looking at the stars. The place was so brightly lit I figured I wouldn't be able to see much anyway. But as I looked up, there was a power outage right at that moment in the town we were in. Everything was dark except for the sky. It was like a thousand little lights sparkling and I hadn't had an appreciation for such beauty in decades."
"I used to do it s lot with my mom and Dawn," Buffy confessed when Spike was finished. "We would come out every Saturday night that we could and just spend time looking at the stars. After she died, it was like the stars went out. Like they didn't shine as brightly as they had before. I would see Dawn coming out here sometimes. In the middle of the night she would go outside and look at the stars. I could here her crying. I wanted to do something for her but I couldn't. Eventually she just stopped coming outside altogether. It was hardest for her, when the little things started to be gone, after mom."
"I know, love, I was there. I wasn't going within ten meters of you, but I was still around."
Buffy shrugged and Spike began to run his fingers softly through her long, blonde tresses. Buffy felt like crying but she wasn't sure whether her tears would be of joy or sadness. Things were really bad for a while after her mother's death. It was like everything she thought and everything she touched was wrong or bad somehow. Then there was the death and the resurrection and the being dragged out of heaven, but throughout all of that there was Spike.
But now everything was good again. Everyone was settling into a real life with love, and warmth, and happiness. And Buffy was having the one thing she thought she could never have with the man she loved... a child.
Buffy closed her eyes and sighed. "Spike?"
"Hm?"
"I don't understand now."
"What's that love?"
She opened her eyes again and looked dazedly into the heavens. "Why I was so wrapped up about being up there, when all along I've got it so good right here."
TBC...
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Please, please, PLEASE review you guys! I totally love to hear your input!!!!!!!!!!!