A/N: Wow, I'm really sorry I haven't updated in a while, but work has been so crazy and by the time I get home, I'm just wiped out. Well, I went to the comic-can convention last Friday, Saturday and Sunday. I saw Eliza and Sarah, and I met Amber Benson. She's so sweet. Anyway, here's my sixth installment.

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P.S. If any of you have read the in death books. . . there will be a cameo, haha, by the main character. : )

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not the characters. Although I would really like to own Spike. Anyway nothing is mine sadly and none of the lines from any of the scripts are mine. The title and the plot are loosely based on the In Death books by J.D. Robb. I don't own it either. I also don't own any characters developed by J.D. Robb.

Rating: R, just for good measure

Chapter Six:

Buffy looked at Doctor McNamara with disbelief while Spike sat in his small brown chair staring at the floor with a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry I don't think I heard you right. I'm whating a what?" Buffy exclaimed with a look of shock plastered on her face.

The doctor laughed and simply said, "You and your husband are going to have a baby."

"But—but, how? I mean, ok yeah, I know how, but well. How?"

"See love, first a man and a woman fall in love . . . and when they decide that they love each other enough—"Spike began smirking when Buffy shot him a death glare.

"Uck, forget it." She said in mock disgust ..

As Buffy crossed the threshold of the place that had become her home, she couldn't have been happier.

"Welcome home pet." Spike said picking her up and cradling her against him as he climbed the stairs

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" asked Buffy

"I'm taking charge in being manly and carrying you."

"I can walk perfectly fine you know."

"Yes I'm aware, and somehow I just can't seem to care." He said with a smirk

Buffy rested her head against his chest and listened to his heart beat.

"Alright fine. But just this once."

..

It was cold, and the hunger that was paining her stomach was killer. Slowly and cautiously the girl opened her eyes and was blinded by the white light that was shining through the window.

Her body ached; she tried to not move her body so much because when she would a thousand knives would prick her body in a variety of places.

Wincing and gritting her teeth, she carefully set her feet on the dusty hardwood floor and began to creep across the room. The floorboard creaked and she froze, waiting helplessly for something horrible to happen.

When nothing happened her features softened and she breathed a small, quiet sigh of relief.

She turned a corner and muffled a scream as a hand covered her mouth.

It was her father. Her father had found her and now she would have to pay.

..

Buffy shot out of bed panting and sweating. Her face contorted into confusion as if she was trying to place something.

"Love, are you ok?" Spike asked as he made his way into the bedroom bearing coffee

"I just had a—a nightmare." Buffy said raking a hand through her damp hair

Spike set the mugs down on the side table and was at her side in an instant.

"What happened, tell me about it." He said putting an arm around her drawing her into an embrace

She relayed the information to him and set rubbed her face with her hands.

"Baby I'm so sorry I wasn't there when you woke up."

"It's ok. You can't always be there for me."

"I know, and that's what kills me."

..

"Alright so what new information have you got for me?" Buffy asked as she and Tara walked into her office

"I thought the doctor said you had to stay home for a week." Tara said

"If I stayed home in bed for a week I would kill myself. Now, I ask again, what do you have for me?"

"Well turns out that Ms. Wilson was in another play in New York, 'Witness and Prosecution'. Another murder took place as the play was ending."

"Who was the primary?" Buffy asked intrigued

"A Lieutenant Eve Dallas, word on the street is she's one hard bitch."

"Well, it's a good thing I'm harder. Get me her number and for Christ sake's get me Burkle."

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A/N: Sorry I have to end it there. . . but I'm so fucking tired. It's been a very tiring week. I will try my very hardest to update no later than Tuesday. . . I have the day off on Monday so I'll be able to write. . . hope you guys had a good weekend, my b-day was on Friday so I got all sorts of pressies : ) review as always

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