Another Beginning
Chp.11
Good or Bad News
Disclaimer and all other info is in the first chapter
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Friday morning dawned with sun and not a cloud in the bright L.A. sky. Buffy had decided to stay at the hotel when Spike had gotten up to go to work. She had a phone call to make and didn't want everyone gathered around to hear her conversation with the doctor. If she wasn't pregnant she also didn't want everyone to coddle her as she cried out her soul. Thankfully Dawn and the rest of the gang had either gone with Spike or had other stuff to do that didn't involve her. There was only two other people in the building that she knew of, and that was only because Cassie had to do her schoolwork, and Willow acting as her teacher had to teach of course. So, basically Buffy sat alone in her room waiting for the time when she got the news.
Spike had asked her why she didn't want to be with him today, and she had told him that she wasn't feeling to well, and she just didn't want to get out of bed.
Of course he had become concerned, and wanted to stay with her, but she had finally convinced him that she would be all right. She also had to promise if she started feeling better that she would have Willow drop her by the office for the afternoon.
The truth of the whole thing though, she just wanted to be alone when she found out if she was or wasn't pregnant. So she could cry either way, before she told Spike the great/terrible news. It could go either way, and she wanted to be able to compose herself, before facing her mate.
Sitting on the bed and waiting for the hour hand on the clock to finally hit the nine, she started thinking about how she was gonna tell Spike if she wasn't going to be the mother of his child. Looking up at the ceiling as if it held all the answers to the world, "God how am I supposed to break his heart in that way?"
The five minutes it took for the hand to move onto the nine seemed like an eternity to her, but it was nine o'clock now, and the doctor should be in his office.
Shaking and nervous as all hell, she picks up the phone and dials the number written on the card she'd been playing with for the past thirty minutes. This one call could make or break both of she and Spikes hearts and maybe their relationship.
The phone on the other end of the line was ringing. She hears the click as the receiver is picked up.
"Wolfram and Hart medical. How may I direct your call please?" A sweet matronly voice answers.
Not realizing that someone had answered. It takes Buffy a few moments.
"Hello, is there some one there." The voice says kind of annoyed this time.
"Uh, oh, um."Buffy splutters as she notices the voice on the other end. "This is Buffy Summers I was supposed to talk to Dr. Bennett. Sh-she told me to call her today."
"Okay, Ms. Summers. I think she's in her office I'll connect you. Just one moment please."
"Thank you." Buffy murmurs, as the phone clicks onto some muzak version of My Heart will Go On. She rolls her eyes. "I didn't like the song when it came out, and now there's a Muzak version. I think I might be in the Hellmouth still." She whispers.
"Dr. Bennett." A female voice says, as the song is in its middle, and Buffy lets out a sigh of relief, because she didn't have to listen to the whole thing.
Buffy sits up straighter, "Dr. Bennett. This is Buffy Summers. You told me to call for my test results today, and I was just wondering if they were in yet?" She says into the receiver, and grips the thing in an impossibly tight grip.
Taking in a breath the doctor lets it back out, "Oh, yes Buffy, I was just looking over everything. The results were sitting on my desk this morning." She says, and takes in another breath. "The rabbit is dead."
"Oh my god! What?" Buffy shouts. "You killed a bunny?"
The doctor laughed softly. "No, no, Buffy. Calm down. It's just another way of saying that you're very much pregnant."
"So, there was no harming of any living creature, in any way?" Buffy asks, calming down slightly.
"No, Buffy, there wasn't any animals, including rabbits harmed in the tests. I promise you." The doctor reassures her, vehemently.
"Well considering that you all are an evil law firm, it could have happened." Buffy says to herself. "Okay." She tells the doctor. Then it finally hits what the other woman had said. "Did you just say that I'm, that I really am pregnant?"
"Yes, I did, and I'll need to see you again next week to see just how far along you are. I'll also need to give you some information, and set you up for some prenatal care."
Dumbfounded, while the doctor explains everything, Buffy stares at the wall, with tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. She snaps out of it as the doctor finishes talking, "Okay, when do you need to see me?" She asks, shaking her head and smile a hundred watt smile.
"Well, as soon as possible would be great. I'll put you back on with the receptionist, so that you can set an appointment up with her. Alright?"
"Thanks that would be neat." Buffy replies, still kinda of dumbfounded by the news.
"We'll see you next week, Buffy. Have a nice weekend."
"With the news you just gave me doctor, it will definitely be a good weekend. You have a nice one too."
After she was turned back over to the receptionist, Buffy had made an appointment for the following Tuesday, and hung up the phone, with the smile still in place. She slowly looks around the room Spike and she has claimed as their own.
Her eyes fall on the black lacquered chest of drawers, which is situated in front of the bed and up against the wall beside the bathroom.
Getting up from the edge of the bed, she walks over to the chest and pulls open a drawer getting a pair socks and some underwear out.
Looking up into the mirror above the chest she smiles at her reflection as her mind runs rampant. We're having a baby, Spike and me are gonna have a kid. Me a slayer that has died twice in seven years, and a vampire that has dusted and come back through a magic spell, as whatever the hell he is. Damn we really need to figure out what he is. Anyway, I'm having a baby with my once mortal enemy. Could my life get any weirder, or at least weirder than what it already is? She thinks, as she pulls a black halter and some red leather pants out of the closet that's beside the chest, on the opposite wall from the bathroom. Then placing them back into the closet.
Finally deciding on a blue v-neck belly shirt, and a pair of khaki cargo pants, she heads for the bathroom and a long, hot shower.
She couldn't wait to tell Spike her good news, but it could wait until she got clean. She bounced into the shower stall turning on the water as hot as it would go. Looking around at the foggy stall, she remembers the first time they were together after the gang brought him back to her. After that first time she hadn't looked at the shower in the same way again.
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(Well there's another chappy down, hope you all liked. I have decided if I get at least two reviews each chapter I'll update quicker, so review, it only takes two for a new chapter to arrive, well unless I don't have the next one ready. Which don't fear I have at least seven more already to put up. I just need to find the time to type them out and post, but I also want to know if I have people reading)
Kari: I'm so glad that you loved the Spuffy goodness of the last chapter, but I don't really have another really good chappy like that one for a few more chapters, in which this story will probably turn into an R rating instead of the PG-13. Thanks for the review.
Angelgirl14113: Glad that you are enjoying it, hope you enjoyed the last one also. Thank you for reviewing.
Chp.11
Good or Bad News
Disclaimer and all other info is in the first chapter
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Friday morning dawned with sun and not a cloud in the bright L.A. sky. Buffy had decided to stay at the hotel when Spike had gotten up to go to work. She had a phone call to make and didn't want everyone gathered around to hear her conversation with the doctor. If she wasn't pregnant she also didn't want everyone to coddle her as she cried out her soul. Thankfully Dawn and the rest of the gang had either gone with Spike or had other stuff to do that didn't involve her. There was only two other people in the building that she knew of, and that was only because Cassie had to do her schoolwork, and Willow acting as her teacher had to teach of course. So, basically Buffy sat alone in her room waiting for the time when she got the news.
Spike had asked her why she didn't want to be with him today, and she had told him that she wasn't feeling to well, and she just didn't want to get out of bed.
Of course he had become concerned, and wanted to stay with her, but she had finally convinced him that she would be all right. She also had to promise if she started feeling better that she would have Willow drop her by the office for the afternoon.
The truth of the whole thing though, she just wanted to be alone when she found out if she was or wasn't pregnant. So she could cry either way, before she told Spike the great/terrible news. It could go either way, and she wanted to be able to compose herself, before facing her mate.
Sitting on the bed and waiting for the hour hand on the clock to finally hit the nine, she started thinking about how she was gonna tell Spike if she wasn't going to be the mother of his child. Looking up at the ceiling as if it held all the answers to the world, "God how am I supposed to break his heart in that way?"
The five minutes it took for the hand to move onto the nine seemed like an eternity to her, but it was nine o'clock now, and the doctor should be in his office.
Shaking and nervous as all hell, she picks up the phone and dials the number written on the card she'd been playing with for the past thirty minutes. This one call could make or break both of she and Spikes hearts and maybe their relationship.
The phone on the other end of the line was ringing. She hears the click as the receiver is picked up.
"Wolfram and Hart medical. How may I direct your call please?" A sweet matronly voice answers.
Not realizing that someone had answered. It takes Buffy a few moments.
"Hello, is there some one there." The voice says kind of annoyed this time.
"Uh, oh, um."Buffy splutters as she notices the voice on the other end. "This is Buffy Summers I was supposed to talk to Dr. Bennett. Sh-she told me to call her today."
"Okay, Ms. Summers. I think she's in her office I'll connect you. Just one moment please."
"Thank you." Buffy murmurs, as the phone clicks onto some muzak version of My Heart will Go On. She rolls her eyes. "I didn't like the song when it came out, and now there's a Muzak version. I think I might be in the Hellmouth still." She whispers.
"Dr. Bennett." A female voice says, as the song is in its middle, and Buffy lets out a sigh of relief, because she didn't have to listen to the whole thing.
Buffy sits up straighter, "Dr. Bennett. This is Buffy Summers. You told me to call for my test results today, and I was just wondering if they were in yet?" She says into the receiver, and grips the thing in an impossibly tight grip.
Taking in a breath the doctor lets it back out, "Oh, yes Buffy, I was just looking over everything. The results were sitting on my desk this morning." She says, and takes in another breath. "The rabbit is dead."
"Oh my god! What?" Buffy shouts. "You killed a bunny?"
The doctor laughed softly. "No, no, Buffy. Calm down. It's just another way of saying that you're very much pregnant."
"So, there was no harming of any living creature, in any way?" Buffy asks, calming down slightly.
"No, Buffy, there wasn't any animals, including rabbits harmed in the tests. I promise you." The doctor reassures her, vehemently.
"Well considering that you all are an evil law firm, it could have happened." Buffy says to herself. "Okay." She tells the doctor. Then it finally hits what the other woman had said. "Did you just say that I'm, that I really am pregnant?"
"Yes, I did, and I'll need to see you again next week to see just how far along you are. I'll also need to give you some information, and set you up for some prenatal care."
Dumbfounded, while the doctor explains everything, Buffy stares at the wall, with tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. She snaps out of it as the doctor finishes talking, "Okay, when do you need to see me?" She asks, shaking her head and smile a hundred watt smile.
"Well, as soon as possible would be great. I'll put you back on with the receptionist, so that you can set an appointment up with her. Alright?"
"Thanks that would be neat." Buffy replies, still kinda of dumbfounded by the news.
"We'll see you next week, Buffy. Have a nice weekend."
"With the news you just gave me doctor, it will definitely be a good weekend. You have a nice one too."
After she was turned back over to the receptionist, Buffy had made an appointment for the following Tuesday, and hung up the phone, with the smile still in place. She slowly looks around the room Spike and she has claimed as their own.
Her eyes fall on the black lacquered chest of drawers, which is situated in front of the bed and up against the wall beside the bathroom.
Getting up from the edge of the bed, she walks over to the chest and pulls open a drawer getting a pair socks and some underwear out.
Looking up into the mirror above the chest she smiles at her reflection as her mind runs rampant. We're having a baby, Spike and me are gonna have a kid. Me a slayer that has died twice in seven years, and a vampire that has dusted and come back through a magic spell, as whatever the hell he is. Damn we really need to figure out what he is. Anyway, I'm having a baby with my once mortal enemy. Could my life get any weirder, or at least weirder than what it already is? She thinks, as she pulls a black halter and some red leather pants out of the closet that's beside the chest, on the opposite wall from the bathroom. Then placing them back into the closet.
Finally deciding on a blue v-neck belly shirt, and a pair of khaki cargo pants, she heads for the bathroom and a long, hot shower.
She couldn't wait to tell Spike her good news, but it could wait until she got clean. She bounced into the shower stall turning on the water as hot as it would go. Looking around at the foggy stall, she remembers the first time they were together after the gang brought him back to her. After that first time she hadn't looked at the shower in the same way again.
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(Well there's another chappy down, hope you all liked. I have decided if I get at least two reviews each chapter I'll update quicker, so review, it only takes two for a new chapter to arrive, well unless I don't have the next one ready. Which don't fear I have at least seven more already to put up. I just need to find the time to type them out and post, but I also want to know if I have people reading)
Kari: I'm so glad that you loved the Spuffy goodness of the last chapter, but I don't really have another really good chappy like that one for a few more chapters, in which this story will probably turn into an R rating instead of the PG-13. Thanks for the review.
Angelgirl14113: Glad that you are enjoying it, hope you enjoyed the last one also. Thank you for reviewing.