..: Venice Italy:
"Are you alright in there Buffy?" the red headed Wicca asked her friend from the other side of the bathroom door. Willow had run to the door after she heard the blood curtailing scream emitted from one Buffy Summers.
"I'm pregnant," was all the blonde slayer could say as she looked blankly at the pregnancy test that lay on the bathroom counter. Buffy was only slightly aware that Willow had unlocked the door and was now standing next to her.
"Wow," the red head said looking at the same offending stick. "Now an apocalypse wouldn't seem that bad."
"Oh Willow what am I going to do?" Buffy said sighing and sitting on the lid of the toilet. She buried her head in her hands.
"Well before we think about doing anything, do we know who the father is?" Willow asked kneeling in front of her friend.
"Yeah we do but it's nearly impossible. I mean he can't," Buffy lifted her head to see Willow's confusion. "Spike, Willow. The father is Spike."
..: Los Angeles California:
Blue eyes opened to see the beige ceiling above her. Hands immediately clamped onto her head. 'Bloody tequila shots', she thought. She was sure that's what was giving her this massive hangover. The young woman sat up with a low moan, only to suddenly forget all about her hangover and wonder where the hell she was.
In Charlotte's life she'd woken up in some pretty strange places but this is the weirdest of all. Usually she'd wake up in an alley, homeless shelter, some stranger's apartment, empty car, but this was a perfectly manicured office.
Huge double doors were suddenly pushed open as Angel and Spike came through arguing about something or someone.
They stopped when they caught sight of the awake Charlotte. "Hey sis..." The bleached blonde let out as he shoved his hands in his pocket as far as they would go.
Charlotte on the other hand couldn't speak to her brother. She didn't know what to say. Purposely staying away from someone for over a century and then suddenly seeing them when they probably know more about what happened the night before then you did is beyond awkward.
"How are you feeling?" He asked pushing past Angel to further inspect his little sister. He reached out a hand to look at the healing wound on her forehead. Charlotte pulled away sharply.
"I was perfectly fine." Charlotte said pushing herself farther from her older brother.
"Was?" Angel asked catching the play of words.
"Yeah was, until I woke up with a massive hangover and found I was bleeding from the head!" Charlotte practically yelled causing her to put her hand to her head as if it would stop the little men hammering inside her skull. "Where am I?" She asked as the men subsided for a while.
"You're in Wolfram & Heart legal offices, currently run by non other then the poof over there." Spike said absently pointing to Angel.
"That explains the decore." Charlotte mumbled. "Where are my clothes?"
"You mean the scraps of cloth that were clinging to body?" Spike said meeting his gaze with the almost exact same one radiating from his younger sibling.
"Now you wanna play big brother?! I would say it's too bloody fucking late!" Charlotte said standing and heading toward the door. "Thanks for getting me new clothes, cleaning me up and stitching me up, and giving me shelter instead of where ever you found, probably in an alley, but news flash William: I still hate you!" The brunette opened the door to the office and stormed out.
"Charlotte!" Angel said yelling her name and ran after her. Angel finally caught up to her as she got to the elevator. "You wait and listen to me! You see this bruise on my chin here!?" Angel asked holding on tightly to one of her arms and pointing to his bruised chin with the other. Charlotte nodded, looking like a seventeen year old again. "This was given to me by your brother after I told him we couldn't keep you here! So you are going to stay here and keep him company," Angel said pointing behind him to Spike. "Because as much as I hate him, I hate seeing him miserable!"
At that point the elevator opened to reveal a petite blond. "Did I come at the wrong time?"
"Buffy?" Spike asked amazed that he was actually seeing her again.
"Oh. My. God." Buffy then did what every woman did when they saw there ex- love alive after you saw them die. She fainted.
..:to be continued:..
"Are you alright in there Buffy?" the red headed Wicca asked her friend from the other side of the bathroom door. Willow had run to the door after she heard the blood curtailing scream emitted from one Buffy Summers.
"I'm pregnant," was all the blonde slayer could say as she looked blankly at the pregnancy test that lay on the bathroom counter. Buffy was only slightly aware that Willow had unlocked the door and was now standing next to her.
"Wow," the red head said looking at the same offending stick. "Now an apocalypse wouldn't seem that bad."
"Oh Willow what am I going to do?" Buffy said sighing and sitting on the lid of the toilet. She buried her head in her hands.
"Well before we think about doing anything, do we know who the father is?" Willow asked kneeling in front of her friend.
"Yeah we do but it's nearly impossible. I mean he can't," Buffy lifted her head to see Willow's confusion. "Spike, Willow. The father is Spike."
..: Los Angeles California:
Blue eyes opened to see the beige ceiling above her. Hands immediately clamped onto her head. 'Bloody tequila shots', she thought. She was sure that's what was giving her this massive hangover. The young woman sat up with a low moan, only to suddenly forget all about her hangover and wonder where the hell she was.
In Charlotte's life she'd woken up in some pretty strange places but this is the weirdest of all. Usually she'd wake up in an alley, homeless shelter, some stranger's apartment, empty car, but this was a perfectly manicured office.
Huge double doors were suddenly pushed open as Angel and Spike came through arguing about something or someone.
They stopped when they caught sight of the awake Charlotte. "Hey sis..." The bleached blonde let out as he shoved his hands in his pocket as far as they would go.
Charlotte on the other hand couldn't speak to her brother. She didn't know what to say. Purposely staying away from someone for over a century and then suddenly seeing them when they probably know more about what happened the night before then you did is beyond awkward.
"How are you feeling?" He asked pushing past Angel to further inspect his little sister. He reached out a hand to look at the healing wound on her forehead. Charlotte pulled away sharply.
"I was perfectly fine." Charlotte said pushing herself farther from her older brother.
"Was?" Angel asked catching the play of words.
"Yeah was, until I woke up with a massive hangover and found I was bleeding from the head!" Charlotte practically yelled causing her to put her hand to her head as if it would stop the little men hammering inside her skull. "Where am I?" She asked as the men subsided for a while.
"You're in Wolfram & Heart legal offices, currently run by non other then the poof over there." Spike said absently pointing to Angel.
"That explains the decore." Charlotte mumbled. "Where are my clothes?"
"You mean the scraps of cloth that were clinging to body?" Spike said meeting his gaze with the almost exact same one radiating from his younger sibling.
"Now you wanna play big brother?! I would say it's too bloody fucking late!" Charlotte said standing and heading toward the door. "Thanks for getting me new clothes, cleaning me up and stitching me up, and giving me shelter instead of where ever you found, probably in an alley, but news flash William: I still hate you!" The brunette opened the door to the office and stormed out.
"Charlotte!" Angel said yelling her name and ran after her. Angel finally caught up to her as she got to the elevator. "You wait and listen to me! You see this bruise on my chin here!?" Angel asked holding on tightly to one of her arms and pointing to his bruised chin with the other. Charlotte nodded, looking like a seventeen year old again. "This was given to me by your brother after I told him we couldn't keep you here! So you are going to stay here and keep him company," Angel said pointing behind him to Spike. "Because as much as I hate him, I hate seeing him miserable!"
At that point the elevator opened to reveal a petite blond. "Did I come at the wrong time?"
"Buffy?" Spike asked amazed that he was actually seeing her again.
"Oh. My. God." Buffy then did what every woman did when they saw there ex- love alive after you saw them die. She fainted.
..:to be continued:..