BA Crossover: The Babe Is Born
Arriving in L.A., Buffy was exhausted and nauseous at the same time. Three weeks pregnant with Angel's child, she had experienced very erratic behaviour, causing everyone, including Giles, to keep their distance. Fortunately, her mood swings were in her favour when she went patrolling, dusting 5 vampires and beheading 3 demons a night. Thankfully, the demon community didn't know why they were being so quickly eliminated, just that they were very afraid of one girl.
Entering the doors, the smile on her face dissolved when she saw who was there...Darla. Running down the stairs, she jumped up, kicking the vampiress in the back. Flipping her over, ready to stake her, she saw the evidence...Darla was pregnant too. "Oh...my...God." Getting up, she approached Angel, punching him. "How could you, Angel? You told me that you wouldn't hurt me again, that us being together now was forever." "I meant everything I said, Buffy." "You only said it because we were making love."
"WHAT???" Cordelia screamed. "Yes, Cordy, I slept with Buffy." "Great....Wait a minute. You're not Angelus." "Right." "But you experienced true happiness." "Right." "Don't worry Cordy," Buffy said, "When Xander and Spike figured out that I was going to see Angel, they went to Willow who performed the spell, thus ensuring that Angelus would never again be released," she reasuured the brunette, keeping contact away from Angel.
Turning to face Darla, she said, "I guess this is something else we have in common, Darla. Both of us made him lose his soul...you by killing him, me by making love with him...we both shot him, and we're both pregnant." "WHAT???" the vampiress screamed, once again punching Angel. :"Oh, you didn't know? I"m currently pregnant with twins, and one of them is going to be a slayer." "How do you know this, Buffy?" asked Wesley, immediately concerned. "One of those wonderful little prophecies I enjoy so much. Angel will be the first vampire ever to have 3 children, and I'll be the second slayer to ever conceive and bear a child. Wait till the Council hears about this."
Feeling that Darla was about to leave, she turned, blocking her exit. "Oh no, Darla. you're not going anywhere. Well actually, you will go somewhere, but not outside of this hotel." Pushing the vampiress down the stairs, she somersaulted, thrusting a stake into her heart. And as the dust that was Darla settled, she saw what was left behind...a little baby boy. Taking off her sweater, thankful that it was cotton, she wrapped the babe in it, checking for any cuts or bruises. Finding none, she carried him to Angel, turning to leave the hotel.
"Buffy, where are you going?" "Buy some formula and diapers for the cherub. Darla was dead, so it wasn't like she could breast feed." "Let me go with you." "No Angel, it's too cold outside for the child to be out already. Once he has some proper clothing, then you can take him out." Leaving, she let the doors slam behind her.
Just as soon as she did, the baby started to cry, continuiing to do so for the next hour and a half, that is, until Buffy came back.
As soon as Buffy held him, he quieted down immediately, staring up at her face. Setting up the baby bathtub, she gave him his first bath, followed by his first diaper and bottle feeding. Humming to him, she placed him in the bassinette that the guys had set up, turning on the monitors. She only had enough money for the monitors, bassinette, diapers, sleepers, and formula, but it was enough for now.
Arriving in L.A., Buffy was exhausted and nauseous at the same time. Three weeks pregnant with Angel's child, she had experienced very erratic behaviour, causing everyone, including Giles, to keep their distance. Fortunately, her mood swings were in her favour when she went patrolling, dusting 5 vampires and beheading 3 demons a night. Thankfully, the demon community didn't know why they were being so quickly eliminated, just that they were very afraid of one girl.
Entering the doors, the smile on her face dissolved when she saw who was there...Darla. Running down the stairs, she jumped up, kicking the vampiress in the back. Flipping her over, ready to stake her, she saw the evidence...Darla was pregnant too. "Oh...my...God." Getting up, she approached Angel, punching him. "How could you, Angel? You told me that you wouldn't hurt me again, that us being together now was forever." "I meant everything I said, Buffy." "You only said it because we were making love."
"WHAT???" Cordelia screamed. "Yes, Cordy, I slept with Buffy." "Great....Wait a minute. You're not Angelus." "Right." "But you experienced true happiness." "Right." "Don't worry Cordy," Buffy said, "When Xander and Spike figured out that I was going to see Angel, they went to Willow who performed the spell, thus ensuring that Angelus would never again be released," she reasuured the brunette, keeping contact away from Angel.
Turning to face Darla, she said, "I guess this is something else we have in common, Darla. Both of us made him lose his soul...you by killing him, me by making love with him...we both shot him, and we're both pregnant." "WHAT???" the vampiress screamed, once again punching Angel. :"Oh, you didn't know? I"m currently pregnant with twins, and one of them is going to be a slayer." "How do you know this, Buffy?" asked Wesley, immediately concerned. "One of those wonderful little prophecies I enjoy so much. Angel will be the first vampire ever to have 3 children, and I'll be the second slayer to ever conceive and bear a child. Wait till the Council hears about this."
Feeling that Darla was about to leave, she turned, blocking her exit. "Oh no, Darla. you're not going anywhere. Well actually, you will go somewhere, but not outside of this hotel." Pushing the vampiress down the stairs, she somersaulted, thrusting a stake into her heart. And as the dust that was Darla settled, she saw what was left behind...a little baby boy. Taking off her sweater, thankful that it was cotton, she wrapped the babe in it, checking for any cuts or bruises. Finding none, she carried him to Angel, turning to leave the hotel.
"Buffy, where are you going?" "Buy some formula and diapers for the cherub. Darla was dead, so it wasn't like she could breast feed." "Let me go with you." "No Angel, it's too cold outside for the child to be out already. Once he has some proper clothing, then you can take him out." Leaving, she let the doors slam behind her.
Just as soon as she did, the baby started to cry, continuiing to do so for the next hour and a half, that is, until Buffy came back.
As soon as Buffy held him, he quieted down immediately, staring up at her face. Setting up the baby bathtub, she gave him his first bath, followed by his first diaper and bottle feeding. Humming to him, she placed him in the bassinette that the guys had set up, turning on the monitors. She only had enough money for the monitors, bassinette, diapers, sleepers, and formula, but it was enough for now.