"Mmmm, I'm really starting to like being on bed rest." Buffy groaned as Spike let her up for air from their hours of … folding clothes.

"Glad I could make it more pleasant." Spike smirked.

"Yeah, too bad in a few days, the baby will be here and I'll be taking care of a baby and getting back into shape."

"You look perfect to me."

"If you consider Shamu perfect, you know I can't patrol until I'm at least 20 pounds lighter. I don't think I could take it if a vampire teased me about my weight."

"Well you know…"

"If you make one crack, I will hurt you."

"I was going to say that I know a great way to loose weight."

"I'm intrigued, and what exactly is this miracle work out."

"Well I think it's better if I show you."

&&&&&&

"Ahh Spike," Buffy shook Spike awake.

"Yeah"

"I think my water just broke."

&&&&&&

Willow and Tara were in the Waiting Room when Giles, Joyce, and Faith came running in.

"Is she okay?" Joyce asked.

"We don't know," Willow shrugged honestly.

Just then Spike came in, "Dawn and Buffy are fine." He assured everybody. "Everyone's allowed in, but they made me promise only one at a time."

"I'll go first." Joyce smiled as she went towards her daughter's hospital room.

"Mom" Buffy smiled lying on the bed dripping with sweat, but holding the most beautiful baby Joyce had ever seen, well second anyway.

"Hey Honey, how are you feeling?" Joyce smiled at the pair.

"I should be asking you the same question." Buffy laughed. It had been hard living in New York when so much had been going on with her mother, but Giles and Faith had gotten her through the worst of the cancer and she was in rehab. "Here, you want to hold her?"

Joyce gingerly picked up her new granddaughter and knew that these were the moments that made life precious. This was the reason her family fought evil, so that people could go through the every day miracles that life offered. Life is a wonderful miracle.