Another Beginning
Chp.14
News
Everything else know worthy is in the first chapter
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They rode to the offices in near silence, only because that stupid Barbie song came on the radio and Cassie had to sing it.
"God, Wills is this the '90's dance song station or what?" Buffy had asked, as the kid sang at the top of her lungs.
Willow glances at the blonde in the passenger seat and chuckles. "Well Cassie seems to like it, and it was on this station when Angel let me borrow the car. I think Harmony might have used it once or twice."
That was all that was said in the fifteen-minute drive from the hotel, and they were now sitting in front of the Wolfram and Hart building.
The trio finally enters the building, after wrestling with Cassie's seat belt. Somehow one of her little plastic animals legs had gotten stuck down in it with some kind of sticky substance. Buffy finally freed the poor imprisoned sheep, and in turn freed Cassie. Now, the kid was swinging between Willow and she as they walked through the lobby of the building.
Willow glances over at Buffy, and sees that she's already looking at her. Buffy nods her head, slightly, and lets go of Cassie's hand. Walking over to the elevator, and punching the up button, she waits for the lift to come back down from the twenty- third- floor.
The elevator had arrived, with what seemed like every person that worked there jammed in it. Buffy had waited for them all to squeeze their ways out and steps in. She pushes the button for the floor Spikes office is on, and notices the muzak playing over the speakers for the first time. "God, what is it today with Muzak versions of sucky songs." She mumbles to herself, as When You Wish Upon a Star plays, "And it's the country version of the damned thing too." She wants to scream, but doesn't. The door dings, and she rushes out.
As she enters the office, all she sees is the white blonde head of her lover, over the back of the chair, "Guess, he's working on his tan, too." She whispers, smiling as she walks around the desk to be face to face with her mate, and sees that he's sleeping, with his head lolled to the side. She steps closer to the chair, well as close as possible, and straddles his lap, still facing him.
He had felt someone sit on him, and takes the person by surprise. Grabbing them around the waist and getting ready to shove them off, until his hands meet the hips of his mate, and he pulls her in for a kiss.
"Thought you were napping." She says as they finish kissing, and he opens his eyes with a mischievous glint showing in them.
"Was, and I thought you didn't feel so good." He replies, stretching his arms out and yawning. "What are you doing here, Luv?"
"I started feeling better and I told you that I'd come see you if I did. I also have a bit of news for you, and I think, no wait, I know you're gonna like it." She replies, bouncing on his lap and making him groan.
"If you don't quit with the bouncing, I'm gonna have a bit of news pop up that I know you'll love." He retorts, wagging his eyebrows up and down suggestively.
"Well do you wanna hear my news or do you want to make lude suggestions?" She asks, slapping him playfully on the chest, and rolling her eyes at his one-track mind.
He looks at her smiling face, and knows. "You already talked to the doc, then?" He asks, wrapping his arms back around her, as she nods her head, slowly in an up and down motion.
"Yep, and why don't you just take away my glory, won't cha?"
He straightens a little in the leather chair, "Well, what's the results say then, Luv?"
"Well. . ." She says with a big smile on her face.
"Buffy." Spike growls a warning. "Don't play with me, just give it me straight." he says with a hint of disappointment in his voice, dreading the outcome of this conversation.
She heard the drop in his voice, and smiles a little, "Eight months from now." she hesitates.
"For gods sake, WHAT?" He shouts, at the hesitation.
"You're gonna be a daddy." She fininshes, bouncing on his lap again, and hugging him as hard as she can.
Leaving his arms wrapped around her, he gets up from the chair. Wrapping her body around his, to keep from falling on her butt, as he gets up, he spins them around grinning like a mad man.
"Uh, Spike?" She asks, feeling like she's gonna boot any moment, from all the spinning.
"Huh?" He answers still spinning her.
"Getting a little dizzy here, and not just a little nauseous." She says, trying to keep the ice cream she'd had for breakfast down.
Stopping the spinning at the word of nauseous, he sits her down on her feet. "Sorry, Luv, just got a little to excited there. 's'all." He apologizes, ducking his head shyly, then looks at his mate, love, goddess, and mother of his child.
His child! The phrase keeps running through his head, he doesn't think he's ever been so happy in his life or unlife, and can't keep the smile from his face.
Then suddenly the speakerphone beeps, "Uh, Spikey?"
Well that just got rid of the smile, the only thing that could, unless Angel was involved somehow.
"What Harmony?" He growls as he turns around and presses the button to speak into the phone.
"You don't have to growl at me every time I call to tell you something."
"If you'd quit calling me those bloody names all the time then I wouldn't have to growl." "He shouts, "Now what in bloody hell do you want?"
"But Buffy calls you, anyway, like Mr. Angel is here to talk to you and the slayer."
"Oh, bollocks." He whispers, the grin replaced by a scowl, "Tell him to just bugger off."
"Spike?" Angel's voice comes over the speaker, sounding annoyed.
"Oh, great. What is it now? You great poofter, we were having a moment." He shouts into the com.
"I need to talk to you two." The other man says dryly, as if he dreads the talk that he is going to have with the couple.
Buffy shoulders past Spike, pushing him out of the way, "Angel come on in." She pushes the button and says sweetly.
"Awe, Pet. I was having a happy moment."
"Well, be nice, and I might give you another kind of happy." She teases, cocking her hip, and smiles suggestively as she turns to face him. "Just be happy with Angel in the room. I know you can do it, and incentive. You have it."
He leers at her, "Yeah, I'll be happy with him in the room. When hell freezes over." He mumbles then smiles. He does have incentive, in the Buffy shaped variety. Which just so happens to be the variety he loves most.
She heard his little sarcastic comment, even though she wasn't supposed to, "Spike be nice, it won't kill you."
"You know it just might. Then where'd you be? With child and no father for it." He retorts, and smiles at her.
"And quit being so damned sarcastic." She says, looking at the smile on his face as he says his piece on the matter.
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(Well here's another chappy. I got four reviews for the last one you guys rock.)
Kari: Thanks you brighten my day. I also like the little details, in my opinion that's what makes a story. If you don't have details, then it most of the time makes no sense what so ever. I'm so glad you liked the last chappy, and hope that you liked this one too.
Lilmamaday: To answer your question, yes the whole Angel thing will be dealt with not only in the next chappy, but in a couple of chappys. I will tell you that he is not very happy about the news.
Willowrose16: So glad to see that you're still reading, and enjoying. Can't wait to see what you think of this chappy.
Darklover: I'm now on chapter 20, although I've yet to start writing it. I finished chp.18 and 19 last night, which was a feat in itself, considering my husbands friends were here and making a god awful amount of noise. I know where I'm headed with this one, I just have to get there and hopefully without getting the dreaded writers block on some stupid little detail.
Migya: I forgot to ask you what the URL is for your site. Could you please send it to me? Pretty please with a cherry or whatever you want on top.
Chp.14
News
Everything else know worthy is in the first chapter
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
They rode to the offices in near silence, only because that stupid Barbie song came on the radio and Cassie had to sing it.
"God, Wills is this the '90's dance song station or what?" Buffy had asked, as the kid sang at the top of her lungs.
Willow glances at the blonde in the passenger seat and chuckles. "Well Cassie seems to like it, and it was on this station when Angel let me borrow the car. I think Harmony might have used it once or twice."
That was all that was said in the fifteen-minute drive from the hotel, and they were now sitting in front of the Wolfram and Hart building.
The trio finally enters the building, after wrestling with Cassie's seat belt. Somehow one of her little plastic animals legs had gotten stuck down in it with some kind of sticky substance. Buffy finally freed the poor imprisoned sheep, and in turn freed Cassie. Now, the kid was swinging between Willow and she as they walked through the lobby of the building.
Willow glances over at Buffy, and sees that she's already looking at her. Buffy nods her head, slightly, and lets go of Cassie's hand. Walking over to the elevator, and punching the up button, she waits for the lift to come back down from the twenty- third- floor.
The elevator had arrived, with what seemed like every person that worked there jammed in it. Buffy had waited for them all to squeeze their ways out and steps in. She pushes the button for the floor Spikes office is on, and notices the muzak playing over the speakers for the first time. "God, what is it today with Muzak versions of sucky songs." She mumbles to herself, as When You Wish Upon a Star plays, "And it's the country version of the damned thing too." She wants to scream, but doesn't. The door dings, and she rushes out.
As she enters the office, all she sees is the white blonde head of her lover, over the back of the chair, "Guess, he's working on his tan, too." She whispers, smiling as she walks around the desk to be face to face with her mate, and sees that he's sleeping, with his head lolled to the side. She steps closer to the chair, well as close as possible, and straddles his lap, still facing him.
He had felt someone sit on him, and takes the person by surprise. Grabbing them around the waist and getting ready to shove them off, until his hands meet the hips of his mate, and he pulls her in for a kiss.
"Thought you were napping." She says as they finish kissing, and he opens his eyes with a mischievous glint showing in them.
"Was, and I thought you didn't feel so good." He replies, stretching his arms out and yawning. "What are you doing here, Luv?"
"I started feeling better and I told you that I'd come see you if I did. I also have a bit of news for you, and I think, no wait, I know you're gonna like it." She replies, bouncing on his lap and making him groan.
"If you don't quit with the bouncing, I'm gonna have a bit of news pop up that I know you'll love." He retorts, wagging his eyebrows up and down suggestively.
"Well do you wanna hear my news or do you want to make lude suggestions?" She asks, slapping him playfully on the chest, and rolling her eyes at his one-track mind.
He looks at her smiling face, and knows. "You already talked to the doc, then?" He asks, wrapping his arms back around her, as she nods her head, slowly in an up and down motion.
"Yep, and why don't you just take away my glory, won't cha?"
He straightens a little in the leather chair, "Well, what's the results say then, Luv?"
"Well. . ." She says with a big smile on her face.
"Buffy." Spike growls a warning. "Don't play with me, just give it me straight." he says with a hint of disappointment in his voice, dreading the outcome of this conversation.
She heard the drop in his voice, and smiles a little, "Eight months from now." she hesitates.
"For gods sake, WHAT?" He shouts, at the hesitation.
"You're gonna be a daddy." She fininshes, bouncing on his lap again, and hugging him as hard as she can.
Leaving his arms wrapped around her, he gets up from the chair. Wrapping her body around his, to keep from falling on her butt, as he gets up, he spins them around grinning like a mad man.
"Uh, Spike?" She asks, feeling like she's gonna boot any moment, from all the spinning.
"Huh?" He answers still spinning her.
"Getting a little dizzy here, and not just a little nauseous." She says, trying to keep the ice cream she'd had for breakfast down.
Stopping the spinning at the word of nauseous, he sits her down on her feet. "Sorry, Luv, just got a little to excited there. 's'all." He apologizes, ducking his head shyly, then looks at his mate, love, goddess, and mother of his child.
His child! The phrase keeps running through his head, he doesn't think he's ever been so happy in his life or unlife, and can't keep the smile from his face.
Then suddenly the speakerphone beeps, "Uh, Spikey?"
Well that just got rid of the smile, the only thing that could, unless Angel was involved somehow.
"What Harmony?" He growls as he turns around and presses the button to speak into the phone.
"You don't have to growl at me every time I call to tell you something."
"If you'd quit calling me those bloody names all the time then I wouldn't have to growl." "He shouts, "Now what in bloody hell do you want?"
"But Buffy calls you, anyway, like Mr. Angel is here to talk to you and the slayer."
"Oh, bollocks." He whispers, the grin replaced by a scowl, "Tell him to just bugger off."
"Spike?" Angel's voice comes over the speaker, sounding annoyed.
"Oh, great. What is it now? You great poofter, we were having a moment." He shouts into the com.
"I need to talk to you two." The other man says dryly, as if he dreads the talk that he is going to have with the couple.
Buffy shoulders past Spike, pushing him out of the way, "Angel come on in." She pushes the button and says sweetly.
"Awe, Pet. I was having a happy moment."
"Well, be nice, and I might give you another kind of happy." She teases, cocking her hip, and smiles suggestively as she turns to face him. "Just be happy with Angel in the room. I know you can do it, and incentive. You have it."
He leers at her, "Yeah, I'll be happy with him in the room. When hell freezes over." He mumbles then smiles. He does have incentive, in the Buffy shaped variety. Which just so happens to be the variety he loves most.
She heard his little sarcastic comment, even though she wasn't supposed to, "Spike be nice, it won't kill you."
"You know it just might. Then where'd you be? With child and no father for it." He retorts, and smiles at her.
"And quit being so damned sarcastic." She says, looking at the smile on his face as he says his piece on the matter.
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(Well here's another chappy. I got four reviews for the last one you guys rock.)
Kari: Thanks you brighten my day. I also like the little details, in my opinion that's what makes a story. If you don't have details, then it most of the time makes no sense what so ever. I'm so glad you liked the last chappy, and hope that you liked this one too.
Lilmamaday: To answer your question, yes the whole Angel thing will be dealt with not only in the next chappy, but in a couple of chappys. I will tell you that he is not very happy about the news.
Willowrose16: So glad to see that you're still reading, and enjoying. Can't wait to see what you think of this chappy.
Darklover: I'm now on chapter 20, although I've yet to start writing it. I finished chp.18 and 19 last night, which was a feat in itself, considering my husbands friends were here and making a god awful amount of noise. I know where I'm headed with this one, I just have to get there and hopefully without getting the dreaded writers block on some stupid little detail.
Migya: I forgot to ask you what the URL is for your site. Could you please send it to me? Pretty please with a cherry or whatever you want on top.