A/N: Ok guys there isn't much of the story left, so i hope you enjoy the chapter and please keep reviewing. I love reviews.

Chapter 17: Daddy's Home

Spike stood frozen in place at the door, staring at the man in front
of him. He was partially aware of Buffy walking the rest of the way
downstairs. He was feeling a wide range of emotions, hurt, anger,
hatred, and the need for violence. But mostly he felt overwhelming
fear, fear that he was about to lose everything.

Buffy stood in shock at the sight of the father of her son at the
front door. She could see Spike's jaw clench and she wanted to
reassure him. She walked downstairs and put her hand on his shoulder
before stepping in front of him..

"Angel, what are you doing here?" she asked annoyed.

"Hi, Buffy. Long time no see." he said.

"Don't joke Angel. Just cut to the chase." She demanded.

"Ok, well, I came here to see you. To see my son." he told her.

Spike stiffened when he said those words. He hated thinking of that
man as the father of the boy he loved as his own son, but it was true.

"Why should I let you see him?" she asked angrily.

"Look Buffy, I know that I was wrong. Can we talk? Sort something
out? I really want to explain. If you'll give me a chance." he said
in a pleading voice..

Buffy sighed and reluctantly nodded and stood aside to let him come
in.

Spike watched what went on feeling increasingly hurt. He didn't want
Angel in his house, he didn't want him to take them away. But he also
knew he had to let Buffy deal with it her way, it had to be her
decision, so he let him through. He was unsure if he should follow
them to the living room. In the end his need to know what was going
to happen won out and he followed behind them. Buffy and Spike sat on the couch and Angel on the seat across from it.

"Ok Angel, explain." she ordered.

Angel took a deep breath and thought about what he was going to say,
he had been rehearsing it for weeks.

"I'm sorry," he started "I know that I can't expect you to forgive me
or even believe me but I am. Everything between us happened really
fast, I got scared. I had never been in a proper relationship before,
I had a lot of one night stands and the like but never a
relationship. What I told you that night was the truth. When I met
you I was only looking for a bit of fun. But the part about not
caring, that was a lie."

He stopped for a minute. Spike could see the hurt written in Buffy's
features when she remembered the event Angel was talking about and he had never wanted to hit someone as much as he wanted to hit Angel in that moment. He could tell she was trying to be strong and there was nothing he could do. He looked back at Angel as he continued.

"Buffy, you have to understand when you told me you loved me and then that you were pregnant, I got scared. It wasn't something I had ever thought about and it all happened so suddenly. I'm sorry about the things I called you that night, I shouldn't have said those things."

"No, you shouldn't." she agreed.

"After you left I still thought I had done the right thing, but as I
spent more time away from you I realised how much you meant to me. I wanted to find you long ago, but I didn't know where you were, and then Faith saw you. It just took me this long to work up the courage to come here. I want you back Buffy, I want my son to be a part of my life. I want the both of you in it." he concluded.

Buffy stared at him. She had no idea what to say. Sitting before her
were the only two men she had ever loved and she didn't know what to do. She loved Spike, but seeing Angel had brought back a lot of old
feelings and that brought uncertainty. She knew Spike wouldn't hurt
her, but she had a son with Angel, they would always be linked by
that. She was so confused.

Spike could see the uncertainty and he could feel her drifting
further and further away from him and he was terrified. He couldn't
compete with Angel. He was her first love, they had son together and
suddenly he felt it, he had lost her. Suddenly she spoke.

"Angel, I'll be honest, I don't know what I'm going to do. I'm
confused. Before today I was happy and content, I was in a great
relationship, I am in a relationship with Spike. Things had been
going great and you being here has confused everything and I don't
know what I feel anymore. Everything's mixed up. You're right you
have the right to see you're son, but at the same time you don't know
anything about him. Do you know what day it is today?"

"Um, October 26th." he said confused.

"No Angel, it's his first birthday. You've missed the first year of
his life. And I don't know what to do. I need time."

"Ok." Angel agreed.

Spike was increasingly nervous, she had not once indicated that Spike
had been there for that year or what he had been there for. But he
kept quiet, he refused to seem desperate, and he wouldn't cry. No
matter how badly he wanted to.

"Angel, I need time. And Anthony is asleep now anyway. So you can't
see him now. But we do need to sort this out. Why don't you come back on Sunday. We can decide what happens then."

"Anthony O'Dannaghan. I like it."

Spike's heart broke in two at the sound of Angel call him that. He
had never considered that that surname would ever be used.

"No, it's Anthony Summers. Not O'Dannaghan." she informed him.

"Oh."

"Well you should go. I have some thinking to do."

She stood up and walked Angel to the door, and said a quick goodbye.
It suddenly occurred to her that Spike had remained silent the entire
time but she guessed that was probably a good thing. She went back to
the living room and saw Spike sitting on the couch with his head in
his hands, still refusing to let his tears fall. She stood in front
of him.

"I think I'm going to sleep in my own room tonight. I need to think.
So goodnight." she said softly.

Spikes heart clenched in his chest. He said a soft goodnight and
watched her leave. He went upstairs himself a few minutes later. He
closed his bedroom door behind him. He then curled up into a ball on
his bed, and let his tears fall, he cried himself to sleep that night.