A/N: I know that so far, I've made subtle changes to the story, but I wanted to let you know (well, those of you who've seen the movie), I am going to make some other changes that aren't as subtle as changing the sex of the baby. For instance, at the dinner that's coming up next, there will be no priest in this scene. He's been replaced by. And there's other stuff, too. Please review and let me know what you think. Also, if you enjoy my style of writing, please feel free to check out any of the four other fics I've written, cause well, ya know- shameless promotion of myself. :)

Jill

Chapter 3

"So, you've got a name for the Bit yet?" Spike asked as he gently held the baby's hand.

"Actually, umm, I was thinking of the name Dawn." Buffy said.

"Mm hmm." Spike said.

"What? What's wrong with Dawn?" Buffy asked.

"It's just that. Dawn Giles? Sounds bloody boring if you ask me." *I didn't.* Buffy thought to herself. Instead, she opted to glare at him.

"Well, how about Glory?" Giles asked. The look on his son's face said it all.

"Dad, I mean really. Haven't you done enough damage already when you named my brother Randy?" Spike asked. Giles gave him an irritated look before responding.

"Do you have something better then?" Giles questioned.

"How bout Faith?" Buffy and Giles looked at each other, then at Spike.

"It does kind of have a ring to it. Faith Giles." Buffy admitted. Spike gave them both a smug look.

"Well, you are the mother, your decision after all. You should probably sleep on it." Spike said as he began to walk away. A blond haired woman in a maid's uniform began to descend the stairs.

"Yes, well, we were merely suggesting. Oh, Tara will show you to your room. I hope you find it comfortable. And thank you for keeping this one safe." Giles said as he handed her back the baby and exited the same way as Spike.

"Hi, I'm Bu- um. Drusilla. Sorry, it's been a long day." Buffy said as she extended her hand to the young woman. Tara gave her a little smile before showing Buffy the way to her new room.

"Wow." Buffy said just above a whisper as she eyed the room. The place was so huge. It was like two large rooms put together. On one side was for the baby. Buffy called it "Nursery City" in her mind. It appeared as if the Giles' had cleared out some Baby's R Us store. On the other side was her bed and dressers and such. It was quite eloquent and grand.

"Your suit cases will be brought up shortly." Tara said before she exited the room. Buffy went over to the hoard of little stuffed animals and picked up a cute little stuffed pig and showed it to the baby.

"Pretty nice, huh? I mean, it's no real harm in staying here, right? Do you think mommy could go to prison for this?" She gave an exasperated sigh as she thought things over again.

"I just want the best for you, is all. You understand, don't you sweetheart?"

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"It's just that. where could they've possibly met? Doesn't she seem kind of, white trash to you?" Spike asked as he slowly paced back in forth in the study, sipping some brandy from his snifter glass.

"She hardly seems our class."

"My, my, William. How can you be so, so discriminatory?" Giles asked as he poured himself a scotch. "And stop that bloody pacing." Spike stopped pacing and looked his father in the eyes.

"What, father? You think I've prejudged her?"

"I don't understand. Who raised you to be such a bigot?" Giles asked, incredulous.

"Hmm. Good question. Let's ask the servants." Giles ignored the remark and continued to defend his son's widow.

"Look, I don't care what class, religion, whatever she is. She was Randy's wife, and I'm going to do all that I can to help and protect her. She is the mother of my only grandchild, and she is staying right here. You don't have to like her, but you will treat her with respect. Is that clear, William?" Giles said in his serious tone. Spike gave him a look, but nodded his agreement.

"I should also mention that I want you here for dinner tonight." Giles said.

"What? Why?"

"It's Drusilla's first night here, and I want us to sit there as a family. Besides, Willow and Xander will- "

"Wait just one second. You tellin' me you invited the whelp?" Spike asked, highly upset.

"What, he was Randy's best friend, and one of yours- "

"Bloody rot. You know I hate the wanker!"

"So what. I still want you to be here."

"Oh no. I don't think so. We are not discussing this." Spike said as he threw up his hands in mock protest.

"Yes we bloody well are!" Giles composed himself before continuing. "I want you there, and I want us to all be amicable to one another, even if we have to fake it."

"Yea? Better tell Harris this lil' tidbit of info, too."

"I just want Drusilla to feel apart of the family. Come on, if not for her, then do it for your old man, eh?" Giles said with kind eyes. Spike rolled his eyes in turn.

"Oh, fine. But I'm doin' it for her. She may not be like us, but then again, maybe that's not such a bad thing after all."