A Revelation: Chapter 3: Decisions
Buffy's room
"You know, Buffy, now that I think about it, it wouldn't be too bad. I can imagine me and Oz babysitting it while mommy and daddy kill the bad evil demons who are trying to end the world," Willow's voice said over the phone.
'God, my life is not meant to be normal,' Buffy thought. "If I wasn't so far along I would have an abortion. That's how joyful I am about this little bundle of hell inside me," Buffy replied flatly.
"Uh, Buffy? I know I've said it a thousand times, but here goes... I'm really sorry," Willow sounded so sincere; she really was beating herself up over this.
Buffy heaved a sigh, "Yeah, I know."
"Are you sure?" Willow said uncertainly.
"I'm positive; I'll talk to you later, okay?" Buffy tried to reassure her friend.
"Oh, okay....." Willow's voice trailed off.
"Don't worry I'll be fine," Buffy said confidently.
"O.K., then, bye"
"Bye" As she was about to put the phone back, it rang again, "Hello?"
"Buffy, its Xander and Anya's on the extension," Xander's voice rang clearly through the phone.
"Hi, Buffy! You're gonna keep the baby, right? I mean it would be fun to help you take you take care of it," Anya quickly interrupted him before he could say anything more.
"Glad you think so, Anya," Buffy said heavily.
"Anya, do you remember our little talk about when to keep things to oneself? When not to babble about every-?" Xander reprimanded her.
"Its okay, Xander. Willow and Oz just told me the same thing," she interrupted, she sighed; "I guess I'm keeping it."
Buffy's room, flash forward a few hours
"I know you're there," Buffy said to the figure at her window.
"Oh, I suppose I'm a bit rusty at the stalking game, unlike my Sire," he said sounding embarrassed.
"What do you want?" Buffy asked ignoring the reference to her ex.
"I wanted to know whether you were keeping it," he said leaning his head on the window sill.
"I am, I suppose, too late for an abortion and there are no known mystical ways of getting rid of it so I guess I'm stuck with it....."
"You are? That's great!" he exclaimed happily.
A look of pure astonishment flashed across her face. She shot him a questioning look.
"I-I mean, that's good," he recovered quickly.
"Spike? Am I detecting a joyful attitude? I know you're having fun with my predicament, but-?" Buffy said uncertainly.
"Oh, uh, gotta go" and with that he jumped out the window and was gone.
"So, William the Bloody can be happy without death, destruction, and chaos, who would have saw that coming?" Buffy muttered under her breath.
The next day
The next morning she woke up to a familiar blonde head on her stomach. She looked down to see Spike fast asleep, purring. "Good, Kitty," she quipped and patted him on the head. He smiled in his sleep. 'I guess I'm getting a package deal. Two for one special. Do a spell, get a kid, and boyfriend is free.' Later when she asked what he had been doing, he simply answered, "Listening to the heartbeat."
Giles's house
"So, Giles how's the Buffster?" Xander asked thoroughly disgusted with Willow's blunder.
"As well as can be expected," Giles took off his glasses and started cleaning them with his hanker chief. "She has to face her family now."
"Oh, great," Xander said sarcastically. "This should be a walk in the park."
"I'm afraid that however blunt you are, you are correct; this won't be easy for Joyce to handle," Giles remarked, putting his glasses back on.
Buffy's room that night
"What do you want, Spike?" Buffy asked, completely used to his nightly visits.
"Well, I was wondering if you wanted me to be there, you know, when you talk to your mom." Spike said uncomfortably.
"Well....... I don't know.... I never really thought about it......" Buffy said staring at her feet.
"Oh.....I guess maybe I shouldn't be there. I mean, it's your family and if I'm there ...........I might make things worse........." he said slowly. "I'll just go then."
"No, don't go. ... It's not like I don't want you involved with the baby and the responsibilities connected with it, it's just ....." Buffy's voice trailed off.
"I don't belong in your world," Spike finished for her.
There was an awkward silence.
"I'd better go." Spike said. He knew very well what the Slayer and her friends were like.
"Do you want to go on patrol tomorrow night?" Buffy asked awkwardly.
Spike quirked his eyebrow at her. 'Did the Slayer just ask him out on a date?'
"Are you sure it won't hurt the baby if you fight?" Spike asked knowingly.
"Oh.......I guess I never thought about that," Buffy said slowly.
"See, Slayer, you do need me to take care of you," Spike quipped.
"Yeah I do," Buffy said quietly.
"What did you say, Slayer? 'Cause if my vamp ears deceive me I think I just heard you say that you needed me," Spike quirked his eyebrow again.
"I do," Buffy said clearly.
Spike shot her a questioning look as if asking her whether she was sick or something.
"Don't give me that, Spike. You know very well that I need your help and support if I'm going to have a healthy hell child," she said very plainly. "And you'd better show that help and support buster or I'm going to stake you."
Spike chuckled. "Mommy's mad."
"'Because Daddy's being a pain in the neck," she retorted playfully.
Spike became silent. Dru and he used play like this when she was in her right mind which was very rare but enjoyable all the same.
"Spike? What's wrong?" Buffy's words cut into his thoughts.
"Nothing," he said flatly.
She walked over to him and sat next to him on the windowsill. "Tell me," she said seriously. "Did I say something wrong?"
"No, it's just that......back in the day on the rare occasions that Dru was in her right mind we used to talk like this and have lots of fun and I guess the memories me and her shared haven't stopped eating away at me yet," he said looking at the stars.
She didn't say anything. She wanted to let him wallow in his sorrows for a few more minutes. She could tell that however violent and scheming he was there was still one reason behind it: love and compassion. For once she was seeing William, not Spike. William, who wrote god awful poetry about love and women. William, who loved his mother. Not the destructive Spike. She slowly leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "How about now? Are those gnawing memories going away now?" she whispered into his ear.
"No..........." he replied playful once more.
She leaned closer and turned his head and kissed him again. "Now?"
"Not yet almost though......." He whispered back.
She sat in his lap and kissed deeply probing her tongue into his mouth. "Now?"
"Who is Dru? I can't seem to recall anyone by that name.........." he quipped taken away by her kisses.
She laughed and the next thing she knew they were on the ground in a tangle of arms and legs. They had fallen out the window! She giggled. They had probably woken up the whole neighborhood!
"Maybe we should stay away from windows during our little sessions," Spike joked.
Buffy's room
"You know, Buffy, now that I think about it, it wouldn't be too bad. I can imagine me and Oz babysitting it while mommy and daddy kill the bad evil demons who are trying to end the world," Willow's voice said over the phone.
'God, my life is not meant to be normal,' Buffy thought. "If I wasn't so far along I would have an abortion. That's how joyful I am about this little bundle of hell inside me," Buffy replied flatly.
"Uh, Buffy? I know I've said it a thousand times, but here goes... I'm really sorry," Willow sounded so sincere; she really was beating herself up over this.
Buffy heaved a sigh, "Yeah, I know."
"Are you sure?" Willow said uncertainly.
"I'm positive; I'll talk to you later, okay?" Buffy tried to reassure her friend.
"Oh, okay....." Willow's voice trailed off.
"Don't worry I'll be fine," Buffy said confidently.
"O.K., then, bye"
"Bye" As she was about to put the phone back, it rang again, "Hello?"
"Buffy, its Xander and Anya's on the extension," Xander's voice rang clearly through the phone.
"Hi, Buffy! You're gonna keep the baby, right? I mean it would be fun to help you take you take care of it," Anya quickly interrupted him before he could say anything more.
"Glad you think so, Anya," Buffy said heavily.
"Anya, do you remember our little talk about when to keep things to oneself? When not to babble about every-?" Xander reprimanded her.
"Its okay, Xander. Willow and Oz just told me the same thing," she interrupted, she sighed; "I guess I'm keeping it."
Buffy's room, flash forward a few hours
"I know you're there," Buffy said to the figure at her window.
"Oh, I suppose I'm a bit rusty at the stalking game, unlike my Sire," he said sounding embarrassed.
"What do you want?" Buffy asked ignoring the reference to her ex.
"I wanted to know whether you were keeping it," he said leaning his head on the window sill.
"I am, I suppose, too late for an abortion and there are no known mystical ways of getting rid of it so I guess I'm stuck with it....."
"You are? That's great!" he exclaimed happily.
A look of pure astonishment flashed across her face. She shot him a questioning look.
"I-I mean, that's good," he recovered quickly.
"Spike? Am I detecting a joyful attitude? I know you're having fun with my predicament, but-?" Buffy said uncertainly.
"Oh, uh, gotta go" and with that he jumped out the window and was gone.
"So, William the Bloody can be happy without death, destruction, and chaos, who would have saw that coming?" Buffy muttered under her breath.
The next day
The next morning she woke up to a familiar blonde head on her stomach. She looked down to see Spike fast asleep, purring. "Good, Kitty," she quipped and patted him on the head. He smiled in his sleep. 'I guess I'm getting a package deal. Two for one special. Do a spell, get a kid, and boyfriend is free.' Later when she asked what he had been doing, he simply answered, "Listening to the heartbeat."
Giles's house
"So, Giles how's the Buffster?" Xander asked thoroughly disgusted with Willow's blunder.
"As well as can be expected," Giles took off his glasses and started cleaning them with his hanker chief. "She has to face her family now."
"Oh, great," Xander said sarcastically. "This should be a walk in the park."
"I'm afraid that however blunt you are, you are correct; this won't be easy for Joyce to handle," Giles remarked, putting his glasses back on.
Buffy's room that night
"What do you want, Spike?" Buffy asked, completely used to his nightly visits.
"Well, I was wondering if you wanted me to be there, you know, when you talk to your mom." Spike said uncomfortably.
"Well....... I don't know.... I never really thought about it......" Buffy said staring at her feet.
"Oh.....I guess maybe I shouldn't be there. I mean, it's your family and if I'm there ...........I might make things worse........." he said slowly. "I'll just go then."
"No, don't go. ... It's not like I don't want you involved with the baby and the responsibilities connected with it, it's just ....." Buffy's voice trailed off.
"I don't belong in your world," Spike finished for her.
There was an awkward silence.
"I'd better go." Spike said. He knew very well what the Slayer and her friends were like.
"Do you want to go on patrol tomorrow night?" Buffy asked awkwardly.
Spike quirked his eyebrow at her. 'Did the Slayer just ask him out on a date?'
"Are you sure it won't hurt the baby if you fight?" Spike asked knowingly.
"Oh.......I guess I never thought about that," Buffy said slowly.
"See, Slayer, you do need me to take care of you," Spike quipped.
"Yeah I do," Buffy said quietly.
"What did you say, Slayer? 'Cause if my vamp ears deceive me I think I just heard you say that you needed me," Spike quirked his eyebrow again.
"I do," Buffy said clearly.
Spike shot her a questioning look as if asking her whether she was sick or something.
"Don't give me that, Spike. You know very well that I need your help and support if I'm going to have a healthy hell child," she said very plainly. "And you'd better show that help and support buster or I'm going to stake you."
Spike chuckled. "Mommy's mad."
"'Because Daddy's being a pain in the neck," she retorted playfully.
Spike became silent. Dru and he used play like this when she was in her right mind which was very rare but enjoyable all the same.
"Spike? What's wrong?" Buffy's words cut into his thoughts.
"Nothing," he said flatly.
She walked over to him and sat next to him on the windowsill. "Tell me," she said seriously. "Did I say something wrong?"
"No, it's just that......back in the day on the rare occasions that Dru was in her right mind we used to talk like this and have lots of fun and I guess the memories me and her shared haven't stopped eating away at me yet," he said looking at the stars.
She didn't say anything. She wanted to let him wallow in his sorrows for a few more minutes. She could tell that however violent and scheming he was there was still one reason behind it: love and compassion. For once she was seeing William, not Spike. William, who wrote god awful poetry about love and women. William, who loved his mother. Not the destructive Spike. She slowly leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "How about now? Are those gnawing memories going away now?" she whispered into his ear.
"No..........." he replied playful once more.
She leaned closer and turned his head and kissed him again. "Now?"
"Not yet almost though......." He whispered back.
She sat in his lap and kissed deeply probing her tongue into his mouth. "Now?"
"Who is Dru? I can't seem to recall anyone by that name.........." he quipped taken away by her kisses.
She laughed and the next thing she knew they were on the ground in a tangle of arms and legs. They had fallen out the window! She giggled. They had probably woken up the whole neighborhood!
"Maybe we should stay away from windows during our little sessions," Spike joked.