Title: All I Want for Christmas…
Author: Tizzylish
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine just borrowing for the holidays!! Songs not mine either
Timeline: Christmas Eve Angel Season 5 Written pre "Destiny"
Spoilers: I don't have time to go through so everything. The B/A story line. And the BtVS ep: "Chosen"
Summery: Buffy explains some things.
Rating: You can watch the show, then you can read.
Distribution: If you want it, take it, just tell me where.
Feedback: Do I really have to ask! I'll beg for it!! And thanks so much to all those who reviewed the first chapter.
Authors Note: Okay saw Love Actually, and heard this song and I thought what a great fluffy Christmas song. And given my love of song fics I thought I'd write this, but it isn't a classical song fic, Okay so it doesn't go with the others. This is pure holiday fluff!! Happy Holidays!!!
Authors Note 2: So here's chapter 2, I don't think it's that great but I hope you like it. Also this is starting to take on a life of its own!! It almost has a plot!
Chapter two:
Lorne was shimming down the hallway towards his office, enjoying more than few drinks (and now on a mission for another bottle) with his staff he was nice and relaxed until he passed the Boss' office. Once he crossed by, the tension radiating inside was so thick it killed all of his considerable happy holiday buzz.
"What the?" he whispered to himself. He could her music and voices, before he remembered that tonight was 'the reunion'. No one had been told what the reunion was but from the feel of it, it must be pretty evil. "What kind of evil strikes on Christmas?" he said to himself "Oh yeah pretty much every kind, but at least I got the night off."
"WHAT" Lorne jumped when he heard Angel's voice boom through the solid wood doors, 'I'd better scaddadle he's not in a good mood' he thought before finishing the final yards to his office for the vodka he had come up here for. And then returned back down to the little shindig he had going downstairs.
***
"Your pregnant?" Angel said taking a step away from her, "As in your going to have a child in a matter of months?"
"Angel listen…" Buffy started to say.
"Do you need help, is that why you're here?" He asked immediately regretting the question after seeing the half angered half perplexed face. "Sorry I didn't mean to say it like that." As he began pacing around in front of his desk. Buffy swung around so she was facing him but still sitting on his desk.
"Yes you did." She stated as calmly as possible, "You think I got knocked up so I came running to you!" She yelled back. "You don't even know whose baby it is!!"
"OK then whose child is it, yours and…" his voice brimming with a patronizing undertone.
"It's Willows, and it's not mine." She calmly said to him. Watching he features turn into a look of deep-set confusion. "Willows?" he mouthed as he paused in his pacing.
"How? Why?" He was definitely curious, more confused than curious, but still interested in why his former/current girlfriend was having a lesbian's baby.
"How," she paused "Magic" she stated matter-of-factly. "Why, because Willow can't have children." She smiled sadly, "So I volunteered to carry her child."
"Why can't Willow have children?" Angel asked he feeling an enormous amount of relief that Buffy hadn't run off with some guy. But at the same time really sorry for Willow.
"Umm despite all the fun perks of being a Goddess," Buffy got up and walked over to him, remembering some of the nifty things Goddesses could do. She stood right in front of him looking him in the eye, "she's infertile, her body's like a magical conductor so she can't carry a child." Buffy looked toward the floor remembering how Willow had cried after discovering the horrible feeling of infertility.
Tears were beginning to reach Buffy's own eyes, as the memory of holding and consoling her best friend. Kennedy and her had parted ways, because she wanted a baby. It was more or less amicable, but it had been a bit too much for Will at the time. So Buffy had volunteered to carry the child for her. As a solitary tear made it's way down her cheek Angel lifted her chin and wiped it away before taking her in his arms.
"Shh shh. So your going to be half a mom?" he smiled down at her. Knowing how difficult it must be for the quiet red head.
"Oh God no," she smiled up at him, "I'm not ready for that responsibility, I'm strictly working in the oven type capacity and then I'll just be Auntie Buffy." She laughed a little.
"So you said something about the 'nifty things' a Goddess could do" he smiled at her and gave her a small kiss on the lips. As she began to deepen it by nibbling on his bottom lip, an important forgotten detail entered his mind, "Buffy" he said breaking the kiss and looking into her eyes, "Whose the father?"
***
Spike was walking around in the extensive lab of Wolfram and Hart, practicing holding a cup.
"Oh this is hopeless!" He said swiping his arm violently through the small plastic cups.
"Not having a very good night either?" Fred's small voice interrupted his angry thoughts.
"Nope, how was the date? I take it, it didn't go well?" Spike felt a certain kinship to the mousy lab manager she was the one he got along best with out of Angel's lot. And judging from her body language she hadn't had a great night.
"More of dud really, seemed nice but we just didn't connect I guess." She sat down heavily on a stool, shrugging her coat off and reaching for a clip to hold her long brown hair back.
"Well would you like stay and watch me try to pick up a cup?" Spike smiled at her and widened it when he saw her small mouth turn up in kind.
TBC
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