Another Beginning
Chp.18
The Gangs All Here
It's in the first chapter
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They had all gathered like they had been asked to. Most of them were there anyway, it seems that a few had decided to be 'Fashionably Late' including the ones that had asked them to be there.
"Well, I understand being late for fashion sense, but this is crazy. They ask us to be here and they don't even show up for their own party?" Looking at each of the people milling around, and in some cases dozing on the sofa. Nine in all and none were Buffy and Spike. Xander sighs, and puts his hands in his pockets, realizing that his little joke hadn't went over well. "Dawn would've laughed." He mutters and leans against the arm of a couch.
"No, Xan-man. They're definitely here, just a little busy at the mo'." Smirking, evilly, at the one-eyed man, Faith comes from the desk, and flops down on the couch he is leaning on, and pats him on the back, sympathetically.
"Huh?" Glancing over his shoulder at the dark slayer, he gives her a puzzled look.
"Come on, Xan. You can get it. They're here, but not with us when they were the ones to ask us here. What could they be doing?" She looks at him, raising her eyebrows, and slightly pursing her red glossed lips.
Still looking puzzled, he finally gets it, "OH!" He exclaims as he figures out the meaning of her words, and slumps down falling back on the couch as he does. "We'll be here for hours, then." He sighs, and closes his eyes.
"Why are we gonna be here for hours?" Dawn asks, as Lorne and she walk in the entrance of the lobby.
"Buffy and Spike are doin' the 'Horizontal Tango' again." He supplies, leaning up on his elbows, to see over the back of the couch, and look at the two new comers. Then slides back down on his back to the couch that he and Faith had settled on moments before.
"Oh, eww! Xan!" Dawn replies, and wrinkles her nose in disgust.
"Well, Honey Bunches." she hears Lorne beside her, and feels his hand descends onto her shoulder then squeezes it lightly. "They've been apart for a month it's only natural, they'd want some 'Hanky Panky'. He says, letting go of her shoulder and walking over to his team of friends, who are either sitting on the couch on the other side of the room, or brooding in the door of the office.
Hearing footsteps, they all turn their attention to the stairs, to see fake Doc clad feet step down them, and then the bleached blonde head of Spike as he hits the middle of the stairs, with a swaggering gait.
He picks up Cassie as she runs over to him, and then looks around at all the other eyes on him.
"Where's Buffy?" He hears the little voice say, as he looks back at the kid now comfortably sitting on his hip.
"She'll be down in a few minutes, poppet." He answers as he pops her lightly on the nose with his index finger, and grins at her.
Standing at the top of the stairs, Buffy hears the conversation, and wonders why she's so damned nervous, about telling everyone. Spike was right Angel was the hardest one to tell, and she'd already faced him, this should be a breeze after that. Hell it wasn't like women didn't get pregnant all the time any way.
She straightens her stance, pulls a little courage out of her reserves, begins her trek down the stairs, and to her mates' side.
Cassie's eyes light up as she sees Buffy coming down the steps, and reaches out for her to take her as she stops beside her and Spike.
Automatically taking the child from Spikes arms, and placing her on her own hip, she takes Spikes hand, and pulls in a deep breath, getting ready to speak. She even gets her mouth open, but Giles interrupts her abruptly.
"Buffy, you do realize you asked us here for a meeting at seven o'clock? It's now almost eight o'clock. I thought I taught you to be more punctual. Well, since you've decided to grace us with your presence, an hour late, I might add. What was so important that we had to be here?"
Blushing furiously, then getting a tiny bit mad, she looks to her Watcher. "I was getting to that. When you so rudely interrupted me, I might add." She snarls out in a very bad, sarcastic English parody of Giles' voice.
"Well get on with it then. Willow and myself have more research to do that may help YOUR MATE." He says, letting a little of the Ripper show, as he runs his fingers through his hair. A habit he'd picked up since he quit wearing glasses.
Buffy looks at all the faces assembled in the room, her eyes lingering a little longer on her sister than the rest of them.
She feels Spikes fingers squeeze her lightly, as she turns her eyes on him. She can do this is what his gesture seems to be saying. Turning her eyes from him and looking at the floor, she thinks, Hell I averted what ten, eleven apocalypses. How hard can this be?
Looking back around the room, as she lifts her head, she takes a deep breath. "I have some news, most of you, I hope, will like. Some of you may want to kill someone, but there will be no killing of any kind." She warns as she looks directly at Angel.
"Hey, I may not like it, but I promise there will be no violence." He says, in defense of himself.
"You'd better keep that promise, too, Mister." She warns as she turns from the vampires gaze, and looks over at Xander.
"What? I don't even know what's goin' on." The one-eyed man says surprised that she was giving him 'The Glare of Death', and raises his hands in submission or surrender, she isn't quite sure which one to take it as.
"Okay, since I've scared Xander, and threatened Angel, I'll get to the point."
"Finally!" Kennedy says sarcastically, rolling her eyes, and walking over to Willow to wrap her arms around the witch's waist.
Buffy looks to Kennedy with murder in her eyes and continues, "Now if everyone is through interrupting me." She gazes at the people gathered again, "Alright then, Spike and I have some news, actually and I wanted to tell everyone at one time. So, it may come as a shock, but we're having a baby." She explains speaking as fast as she can, and managed to say everything in one breath.
"OH, MY GOD, BUFFY!" Dawn shouts after she figures out what her sister had said. "That's so COOL!" She finishes as she walks over to the couple giving them a big hug, and almost knocking Cassie out of Buffy's arms in the process. "Sorry Cassie. I'm gonna be an aunt. I can't wait. Have you guys thought about names, and do you know what it's gonna be?" She babbles as she bounces around in front of them, with excitement.
Buffy watches her sister, and smiles at the seventeen-year-olds antics. "Dawnie, we just found out this morning, and we definitely haven't thought about names."
Questions were flying left and right, and the only ones that Spike heard were Xander's "What's, and how's?" He couldn't resist the urge to pester the boy. "Well, Monkey Boy. You must be on sorry wanker, if you don't know how a kid is made." He retorts, and wraps his arm around the boys shoulder in a friendly manner.
"What! Oh! Very funny Spike, I know how it's done. God knows with Anya around. . ." As soon as the name fell from his lips, he closes off, and can't bring himself to finish the sentence. "Anyway, Congratulations!" He slaps Spike on the shoulder, turns to give Buffy a hug, and a peck on the cheek. Congratulations, Buffster. If it's a boy you could name it after me." He says hopefully, grinning at the blonde slayer.
Clearing his throat loudly, and getting everyone's attention, "Well, I do say, that Rupert's a fine upstanding, and strong name." Giles says as they all turn to him.
"God, Giles you never give up, do you?" Buffy asks through her laughter, as she and every one that had been at her house the night of Anya and Xanders engagement party, laughed at the almost exact same words he'd told the couple that night.
Faith looks around at all the Scooby's, not really knowing what the hell is so funny, but decides to walk over to the group, and congratulate the expecting parents.
"Wow, B, Preggers huh? Betcha never thought that'd happen. Especially, considering the type of guy you seem to fall for." She smiles and hugs the blonde, before she turns and shoves Spikes shoulder.
"Hey, watch it Slayer. You're gonna bruise the leather." He says in mock offense, as he brushes the shoulder of the beloved duster.
"Come on Blondie, the thing is all ripped and patched! It looks like hell. A little bruising might do it some good, I know it couldn't hurt it." She cocks her hip, and places a hand on it as she appraises the leather and the man in front of her. "Although the thing does make you look a little hotter." She flirts off handedly.
Buffy clears her throat as she notices the way that Faith is gazing at her mate.
"Oh, come on, B! You know he's hot, hell everyone knows that he's hot, I think even Xander knows he's hot."
"Hey!" Xander shouts at the offense at his manliness.
"And I know you've noticed the way women look at him, men too." Faith ignores Xanders protest and keeps talking as if he hadn't said a word.
" Well, Yeah, but they so don't look at him like they're gonna chew'em up and spit him out." Buffy answers the question that wasn't asked and smiles at the other slayer.
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(I only have one person to thank this time around, what happened to all of you?)
Kari: Glad you loved, and what's a B/S story if you don't have at least a little Spuffy lovin' in it? I just finished the Epilogue for this one, and the fifth chapter of the shower idea, and I think I have about thirteen chapters for the other one. So I should be posting one of those after this one. The updating may be a little sporadic as this one comes to the conclusion, but you still have at least six more chapters. I'll try to have a chapter up everyday if not every other one.
Chp.18
The Gangs All Here
It's in the first chapter
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They had all gathered like they had been asked to. Most of them were there anyway, it seems that a few had decided to be 'Fashionably Late' including the ones that had asked them to be there.
"Well, I understand being late for fashion sense, but this is crazy. They ask us to be here and they don't even show up for their own party?" Looking at each of the people milling around, and in some cases dozing on the sofa. Nine in all and none were Buffy and Spike. Xander sighs, and puts his hands in his pockets, realizing that his little joke hadn't went over well. "Dawn would've laughed." He mutters and leans against the arm of a couch.
"No, Xan-man. They're definitely here, just a little busy at the mo'." Smirking, evilly, at the one-eyed man, Faith comes from the desk, and flops down on the couch he is leaning on, and pats him on the back, sympathetically.
"Huh?" Glancing over his shoulder at the dark slayer, he gives her a puzzled look.
"Come on, Xan. You can get it. They're here, but not with us when they were the ones to ask us here. What could they be doing?" She looks at him, raising her eyebrows, and slightly pursing her red glossed lips.
Still looking puzzled, he finally gets it, "OH!" He exclaims as he figures out the meaning of her words, and slumps down falling back on the couch as he does. "We'll be here for hours, then." He sighs, and closes his eyes.
"Why are we gonna be here for hours?" Dawn asks, as Lorne and she walk in the entrance of the lobby.
"Buffy and Spike are doin' the 'Horizontal Tango' again." He supplies, leaning up on his elbows, to see over the back of the couch, and look at the two new comers. Then slides back down on his back to the couch that he and Faith had settled on moments before.
"Oh, eww! Xan!" Dawn replies, and wrinkles her nose in disgust.
"Well, Honey Bunches." she hears Lorne beside her, and feels his hand descends onto her shoulder then squeezes it lightly. "They've been apart for a month it's only natural, they'd want some 'Hanky Panky'. He says, letting go of her shoulder and walking over to his team of friends, who are either sitting on the couch on the other side of the room, or brooding in the door of the office.
Hearing footsteps, they all turn their attention to the stairs, to see fake Doc clad feet step down them, and then the bleached blonde head of Spike as he hits the middle of the stairs, with a swaggering gait.
He picks up Cassie as she runs over to him, and then looks around at all the other eyes on him.
"Where's Buffy?" He hears the little voice say, as he looks back at the kid now comfortably sitting on his hip.
"She'll be down in a few minutes, poppet." He answers as he pops her lightly on the nose with his index finger, and grins at her.
Standing at the top of the stairs, Buffy hears the conversation, and wonders why she's so damned nervous, about telling everyone. Spike was right Angel was the hardest one to tell, and she'd already faced him, this should be a breeze after that. Hell it wasn't like women didn't get pregnant all the time any way.
She straightens her stance, pulls a little courage out of her reserves, begins her trek down the stairs, and to her mates' side.
Cassie's eyes light up as she sees Buffy coming down the steps, and reaches out for her to take her as she stops beside her and Spike.
Automatically taking the child from Spikes arms, and placing her on her own hip, she takes Spikes hand, and pulls in a deep breath, getting ready to speak. She even gets her mouth open, but Giles interrupts her abruptly.
"Buffy, you do realize you asked us here for a meeting at seven o'clock? It's now almost eight o'clock. I thought I taught you to be more punctual. Well, since you've decided to grace us with your presence, an hour late, I might add. What was so important that we had to be here?"
Blushing furiously, then getting a tiny bit mad, she looks to her Watcher. "I was getting to that. When you so rudely interrupted me, I might add." She snarls out in a very bad, sarcastic English parody of Giles' voice.
"Well get on with it then. Willow and myself have more research to do that may help YOUR MATE." He says, letting a little of the Ripper show, as he runs his fingers through his hair. A habit he'd picked up since he quit wearing glasses.
Buffy looks at all the faces assembled in the room, her eyes lingering a little longer on her sister than the rest of them.
She feels Spikes fingers squeeze her lightly, as she turns her eyes on him. She can do this is what his gesture seems to be saying. Turning her eyes from him and looking at the floor, she thinks, Hell I averted what ten, eleven apocalypses. How hard can this be?
Looking back around the room, as she lifts her head, she takes a deep breath. "I have some news, most of you, I hope, will like. Some of you may want to kill someone, but there will be no killing of any kind." She warns as she looks directly at Angel.
"Hey, I may not like it, but I promise there will be no violence." He says, in defense of himself.
"You'd better keep that promise, too, Mister." She warns as she turns from the vampires gaze, and looks over at Xander.
"What? I don't even know what's goin' on." The one-eyed man says surprised that she was giving him 'The Glare of Death', and raises his hands in submission or surrender, she isn't quite sure which one to take it as.
"Okay, since I've scared Xander, and threatened Angel, I'll get to the point."
"Finally!" Kennedy says sarcastically, rolling her eyes, and walking over to Willow to wrap her arms around the witch's waist.
Buffy looks to Kennedy with murder in her eyes and continues, "Now if everyone is through interrupting me." She gazes at the people gathered again, "Alright then, Spike and I have some news, actually and I wanted to tell everyone at one time. So, it may come as a shock, but we're having a baby." She explains speaking as fast as she can, and managed to say everything in one breath.
"OH, MY GOD, BUFFY!" Dawn shouts after she figures out what her sister had said. "That's so COOL!" She finishes as she walks over to the couple giving them a big hug, and almost knocking Cassie out of Buffy's arms in the process. "Sorry Cassie. I'm gonna be an aunt. I can't wait. Have you guys thought about names, and do you know what it's gonna be?" She babbles as she bounces around in front of them, with excitement.
Buffy watches her sister, and smiles at the seventeen-year-olds antics. "Dawnie, we just found out this morning, and we definitely haven't thought about names."
Questions were flying left and right, and the only ones that Spike heard were Xander's "What's, and how's?" He couldn't resist the urge to pester the boy. "Well, Monkey Boy. You must be on sorry wanker, if you don't know how a kid is made." He retorts, and wraps his arm around the boys shoulder in a friendly manner.
"What! Oh! Very funny Spike, I know how it's done. God knows with Anya around. . ." As soon as the name fell from his lips, he closes off, and can't bring himself to finish the sentence. "Anyway, Congratulations!" He slaps Spike on the shoulder, turns to give Buffy a hug, and a peck on the cheek. Congratulations, Buffster. If it's a boy you could name it after me." He says hopefully, grinning at the blonde slayer.
Clearing his throat loudly, and getting everyone's attention, "Well, I do say, that Rupert's a fine upstanding, and strong name." Giles says as they all turn to him.
"God, Giles you never give up, do you?" Buffy asks through her laughter, as she and every one that had been at her house the night of Anya and Xanders engagement party, laughed at the almost exact same words he'd told the couple that night.
Faith looks around at all the Scooby's, not really knowing what the hell is so funny, but decides to walk over to the group, and congratulate the expecting parents.
"Wow, B, Preggers huh? Betcha never thought that'd happen. Especially, considering the type of guy you seem to fall for." She smiles and hugs the blonde, before she turns and shoves Spikes shoulder.
"Hey, watch it Slayer. You're gonna bruise the leather." He says in mock offense, as he brushes the shoulder of the beloved duster.
"Come on Blondie, the thing is all ripped and patched! It looks like hell. A little bruising might do it some good, I know it couldn't hurt it." She cocks her hip, and places a hand on it as she appraises the leather and the man in front of her. "Although the thing does make you look a little hotter." She flirts off handedly.
Buffy clears her throat as she notices the way that Faith is gazing at her mate.
"Oh, come on, B! You know he's hot, hell everyone knows that he's hot, I think even Xander knows he's hot."
"Hey!" Xander shouts at the offense at his manliness.
"And I know you've noticed the way women look at him, men too." Faith ignores Xanders protest and keeps talking as if he hadn't said a word.
" Well, Yeah, but they so don't look at him like they're gonna chew'em up and spit him out." Buffy answers the question that wasn't asked and smiles at the other slayer.
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(I only have one person to thank this time around, what happened to all of you?)
Kari: Glad you loved, and what's a B/S story if you don't have at least a little Spuffy lovin' in it? I just finished the Epilogue for this one, and the fifth chapter of the shower idea, and I think I have about thirteen chapters for the other one. So I should be posting one of those after this one. The updating may be a little sporadic as this one comes to the conclusion, but you still have at least six more chapters. I'll try to have a chapter up everyday if not every other one.