Chapter5: Surprise!

(This chapter is going to be switched into Buffy's POV instead of Angel's)

The next morning I woke up with the biggest smile on my face. Last night had to be a dream, I was actually with Angel and there weren't any strings attached like going evil. Noticing my cloths and his cloths scattered around the room, I quickly realized that wasn't a dream, just the best night of my life. Then I felt my beloved's chest underneath me, why hadn't I felt that before? Probably to distracted. I turned my head around and I saw him, the love of my life, watching me with that amazing grin on his face. I swear, it should be illegal to smile like that, or to do what we did last night so well. Oh great, now I'm starting to blush, maybe he won't notice. Ya right, Angel not notice me blush, he notices everything. In fact, he's probably reading my mind right now, oh god, what if he's reading my mind? He saw my face change slightly from the happy to scared that he actually knew what I was thinking, "What are you thinking?" he asked, bringing me from my thoughts. Yes! He doesn't know what I was thinking!

"Oh, nothing much, just about last night," I replied. So I told him a little bit, he doesn't have to know everything. He doesn't have to know I enjoyed it that much.

"Is that a bad thing? Because your face got kind of, a scared look to it. Oh god, do you wish we wouldn't have?" Angel asked, now his face was doing the scared look.

"No, sweetie, it was great, I just thought of something else, which made the scared face, I wasn't thinking about last night then," I reassured him. He was cute when he thought like that.

"Then what were you thinking about to make the face?" he asked quickly. Damn, I hoped he wouldn't have asked that.

"Oh, nothing," I replied quickly and giving him a kiss. Please forget about it and move on, please! "I love you," I told him, trying to make him forget about what I had been thinking about. I knew he couldn't hear me say that and not say something back; it was like the hardest thing for that man to resist.

With a sigh he did what I knew he would do, "I love you too." His arms wrapped around me tighter as he kissed me, and it grew more and more intimate by the second. We were so wrapped up in ourselves. That we didn't even hear the loud knocking on the door. Well, we pretended we didn't hear it.

I definitely was expecting to hear Spike in the door way yelling, "Bloody Hell!" at the top of his lungs. Angel quickly grabbed the sheet that was lying across my waist and pulled it up to my shoulders as I turned my head to see Spike standing in the doorway covering his eyes.

"What in the hell are you doing in here?" Angel asked quickly, mad at the disturbance.

"You weren't answering the door, so I figured you were asleep! And you said you weren't going to make a move so I didn't expect to find this!" Spike yelled, trying to defend himself. I have to say, with how drunk he was the night before I was expecting him to look horrible because of the hangover, but he looked like regular old Spike. Maybe his life is just like a huge hangover, I don't know.

"So you go away! Not come barging in!" Angel yelled back. His one arm was still holding me to him from my waist tightly, almost possessively, which it probably was, knowing Angel. I was trying to calm him down by tracing little circles on his chest, but he was trying as hard as he could to ignore it. I could tell it was sinking in a little, but he really wanted to stay mad.

"So lock your bloody door!" Spike yelled back. He was pulling at straws now to keep himself in the right for coming in.

"I live alone! I shouldn't bloody have to!" he yelled back making fun of Spike's British accent when he said 'bloody'. It took all my energy not to start busting up at his accent, you could tell he hadn't tried to use it for a long time, it sounded more Irish anyway.

"Well, Wesley told me to tell you that you may want to come to work sometime today."

I could see Angel get angrier at hearing Wesley's little comment. "Tell Wesley I'm the boss, not him!" he growled at Spike.

Spike backed up a bit and grabbed the door handle, "Ok boss," he said shutting the door behind himself.

I smiled up at Angel after I heard the door shut. "You're sexy when you're mad," I teased. Angel gave another one of those should-be-illegal half grins and flipped me onto my back, so he was hovering over me. I was a little shocked at first, and then I felt his finger move down the center of my body, stopping at my bellybutton.

"I should go up and see what he wants," he said, never taking those gorgeous chocolate brown eyes off of mine. Everything about this man is just so gorgeous! His eyes, mouth, smile, laugh, everything is sexy. Trying to take my mind off of the position we were in and his penetrating eyes I asked:

"Why is he pushing you so hard?"

"I don't know," Angel replied rolling onto his back. "He probably thinks my mind is 'clouded' by you, but you just got here. Is it a crime that I want to spend time with you?" he asked. I knew it was supposed to be rhetorical, but I answered anyway.

"It's not a problem with me," I commented kissing his shoulder, "But you probably should go work, maybe he'll be satisfied after," I paused to think about how long, "an hour?" I suggested with a smile.

"Ok beautiful," he replied smiling. He leaned over and kissed me, but it wasn't one of those 'see you a little' while kisses, it was more like a 'I want you right now' kind of kiss. The force pushed my head back deep into the pillows. "Talk to you later then?" he asked getting up off the bed. I was left panting on the bed with a 'Wow' expression on my face. He was grinning and watching me as he got dressed, and before he left he blew me a kiss and walked out the door. I was still left stunned lying on the bed.

"Okay, now that should be illegal," I said to myself when I finally caught my breath, and my brain. I finally got my legs to work and got off of the bed. I'm going to pay him back. A nice sexy outfit and a kiss like that, and he'll be the one left breathless. I picked out my tight leather, not so comfortable black pants and a red tank top as a good enough outfit. I wanted to go shopping, so I couldn't just put on anything slutty, it still had to cover things. This was going to be fun. I walked to the elevator, and scanned the room when I got to Angel's office. Angel was behind his desk reading some folder, and Spike was sitting in a chair across the room, watching the TV. I walked behind Angel's desk, pulled his chair so it spun and he was facing me, straddled his legs with my own, and pulled his shirt by the collar so his face met mine, and then pressed his head against the back of his chair as I kissed him like he did me. When I pulled away, I had done exactly what I had wanted to do; he was in a daze, watching me. I picked up his wallet and pulled out his credit card, "I'm going shopping," I declared. "Talk to you later?" I asked as I walked from the office, satisfied with what I had done. Spike was staring at me too, not quiet sure how to react to what had just happened in front of him.

I had felt weird all day. My stomach just felt weird, not sick, I don't know how to explain it. I know what it feels like, but no it couldn't happen. It's impossible! I didn't even notice the isle I was walking down, until I looked to my left. This was just weird, I decide to finally look up and here I am starring at the pregnancy tests. It wouldn't hurt just to make sure; I mean the powers that be do work in mysterious ways. I'll get one, just to check, even though I know it will be negative. I threw one into the cart without a second thought. Okay, now Victoria's Secret and I'm done for the day, I thought with a smile. Angel was going to be happy I went shopping today.

I walked into Angel's office holding four bags from my trip to the mall. Angel was looking at some kind of papers on his desk, and hadn't even noticed me yet. He can get so focused when it comes to work. "Angel," I cooed, "You want to come to your apartment with me and relax?"

He almost jumped when he heard me. He looked up, and I saw his eyes immediately catch the bad marked 'Victoria's Secret' and he stuttered out looking at her, "Uh, umm, I really, really do, but, uh, all this stuff, uh, Wesley wants it done today." I had to keep from laughing at his stuttering. It was cute though, all he had to do was see the bag and he knew what was coming. The last part he said finally sunk in. Wesley told him he had to finish! Wesley! That wasn't Wesley's place! It wasn't even close to his place! I let go of all the bags and ran threw the door yelling:

"That's it!" I made my way to Wesley's office as I heard Angel scramble to get out of his chair and follow me. I stormed into Wesley's office, letting the door hit the wall, and asked, "What the hell is your problem!"

He was startled when he heard me and spit out nervously, "What? With what Buffy?"

I put my hands on my hips and glared at him as I yelled, "What is your problem with me and Angel?"

Still taken back by her entrance he only asked, "What?"

Getting angrier and angrier at the way he was doing his stupid act, I yelled louder, "Ever since we have been together, you have been pounding him with work, and telling him what to do! Angel is the boss, not you!"

Something finally clicked in his brain and he fought back, "Someone has to keep his priorities straight! This is how it was before you came along, it can't just change!"

I couldn't believe what I just heard. It was almost like Wesley didn't even want Angel to be happy, just wanted things to get done. "Why not? Why can't things change just a little bit?"

"Yeah Wesley, why not?" Angel asked. I hadn't even noticed he was standing in the doorway listening to everything, even though he probably could have heard it from his office.

Wesley sat behind his desk, silent. He went through all that trouble to make me mad, and now he was just sitting there like a little kid. "Exactly, so why don't you back off a little and let the man be happy," I stated and left the room. I went back into Angel's office and reached for the bags, but Angel was already there.

"I got them," he said with a smile. It looked like he couldn't believe I just went off on Wesley. I was actually kind of surprised he hadn't before I did. When we got to his apartment, Angel just dropped the bags right inside the door.

Angel walked up to me and his arms were instantly around my waist, pulling me close. "Thank you," he whispered softly. I was thoroughly confused.

"For what?" I asked staring into his eyes.

"For telling Wesley off," he replied and pulled me even closer to his chest. I watched his eyes close and his head slowly make its way down so his lips touched mine. I also closed my eyes and enjoyed the way he could kiss me, it's amazing. I swear he is the best kisser in the world. I guess you have to take into consideration that he also had 200+ years to practice his techniques too, but god he is so good at it! I swear every time I'm near him, it's a miracle that I don't fall on the floor. My knees always get weak, and my brain gets all fuzzy, my mom used to tell me that's what happens when you're in love. Well I know for a fact that I've been head over heels in love with this man ever since I met laid eyes on him. I may not have wanted to admit it, but it was always there. When he pulled away I groaned a little at the loss of contact with him, but all he did was whisper into my ear, "The bedroom, beloved." With my eyes closed, I still think I could describe exactly what he looked like at this moment. His eyes a little darker shade of brown and the features on his face would just be smoothed with the pure love he was feeling. The next thing I felt was his arms weren't around me anymore and when I opened my eyes he was walking towards the bedroom, but still facing me with a grin on his face. "You coming?" he asked. I just smiled back and grabbed the Victoria's Secret bag, following him to the bedroom. Once I got into the room, I didn't see him, but the door shutting behind me told me he was right there. His strong arms encircled my waist again as he pulled me flush against his body. I closed my eyes again and leaned back into his embrace as his mouth made its way to the scar he had left on my neck the day before graduation. I don't know why the mark is still there; all the others had just gone away after they healed. But in a way I was glad it was still there, for it reminded me of him every time I thought about it. I moaned his name, even though you probably wouldn't be able to hear. I had no breath when he was so close to me like this, I hated it, but then again I loved how he could do this to me just by a touch. Reluctantly I pulled myself away from his embrace, earning a low growl coming from him. I love that sound, the sound of him growling, and when he purred, that was a great one as well. All I did was hold up the bag I had clutched in my hand and he stopped the low rumbling noise as I walked towards the bathroom to change into the skimpy little outfit the lady had helped me pick out at the store. God I hate lingerie, its so uncomfortable, and cold. But I knew Angel would go crazy after seeing me in it, that being the only driving force to make me walk out of the bathroom with it still on. Of course, the lady had to pick the piece of lingerie that had a v-string to go along with it. It was a simply see-through dress that ended maybe an inch or two down my thigh, probably closer to the inch. It was a bright red with a rose bud detail all over it. The trim and hem was a black ruffle pattern that was also used as the straps that went over my shoulders. The little v-string the lady told me 'completed the outfit perfectly' was simply black. I put my hair up into a messy bun and opened the door after giving myself another look in the mirror. I didn't look half bad, just didn't feel to spiffy. I stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame, watching Angel's reaction to what I had bought. A grin spread across his face as he looked me over. I walked towards him, and when I was in front of him I twirled so he could see the back too. When I looked back to his face his eyes were kind of big. Him being the un-in-touch-with-fashion man, he asked, "You're wearing a thong?"

I shook my head, "No, its called a v-string, and does it really matter?" I asked smiling at his lack of knowledge around the whole fashion subject. Angel just shook his head and wrapped his arms around me again as he kissed me, only deeper then he had been. I felt his hands roaming around on my back as I started to pull his shirt up. Saving me the trouble, Angel stepped back and shed his pants and shirt, then kissed me again, and lead me towards the bed. I could tell this was going to be yet another great night.

I woke up cuddled against Angel's bare chest again. His left arm was holding me behing my back as his right was crossed over his stomach and rest on my hip. I smiled as I looked up to see a sleeping Angel. I actually woke up before him once. I slipped out of his embrace and rooted through one of the bags I had from the mall. I took out the pregnancy test and slipped into the bathroom, making sure Angel was still sounds asleep. Incase he woke up again, I locked the door behind me as I read the instructions. I did everything it said to do, and realized I had ten minutes to kill. Plenty of time to take a quick shower which I was sure I needed. The whole time I just kept telling myself that there was know way it could be positive, I mean Angel is a vampire, and vampire's can't have children. I heard the little timer go off, and cursed to myself, hoping it wasn't loud enough to wake the still sleeping vampire in the other room. I wrapped the towel around me and got ready to read the little stick, that was surely going to be red. When I looked at it, I almost dropped it, but somehow held onto the little stick. Blue. The little part that was supposed to be red, had to be red, was blue. This couldn't be right, I can't be pregnant, its impossible! Read any book on vampires, and you will know just how impossible it is! I opened the door, still starring at the stick, eyes wide. Angel was awake. The very moment I stepped through the door I heard, "Buffy, what's wrong?"

I didn't know what to say. I was actually lost for words. "A-angel," I stuttard out, "did you tell me everything about your soul?"

He looked confused, I don't blame him. "Why?"

"I-I took a pregnancy test, and, and it says I-I'm pregnant," I replied. I honestly don't know how I even got that out.

"What?" I couldn't even look at him. I was still starring at the blue stick. Damn blue, I hate that color now.

I didn't know how he didn't get what I had just said. I looked up into his eyes and replied in a kind of crazy manner, "I'm with child, bun in the oven, pregnant!"

He looked shocked at first, and I could just picture all the thoughts going through his mind 'How, why, this can't be' etc. But then his face had a huge smile across it, "Oh my god!" he yelled springing up off the bed towards me. The next thing I knew I was in his embrace, and he was swaying me back and forth.

"Angel!" I yelled into his ear.

He pulled back, "What?"

"I'm pregnant!" I yelled again. How could he be so, so none Angel about this?

"I know!" he yelled happily, "Isn't it great?" he asked. When he saw me hesitate, he put his hand over my stomach. "You have a child growing in there, a child we made. Its all ours," he assured me staring into my eyes. His smile hadn't grown smaller yet, if anything it had gotten bigger.

The same smile broke out onto my face. "Really?"

He nodded and rested his forehead against mine, "Yes, all ours," he repeated.

Finally I got the reaction he wanted. "Oh my god! We're going to have a baby!" I squealed putting my arms around him. Angel put one arm around me, but kept one hand over my stomach. He bent down and kissed my passionately as he stroked my stomach with his one hand.

When he pulled back his eyes had pure love radiating in them, "I love you so much Buffy," he told me, tears threathening at his eyes. Some how I could tell they were happy tears, and it made me almost start to cry too.

"I love you too Angel, forever," I replied. He nodded and kissed me again as we gently sunk down onto the bed.

Angel pulled away from me, which I didn't understand, "Now I need to get a shower," he said, his eyes switching from my stomach to my eyes.

"Right now?" I asked, pleading with him through my eyes not to.

"Yes right now, I'm all sweaty and I haven't had one yet today. Plus I don't think I'm going to have time between you and Wesley again for the rest of the day."

"So."

"So I'm getting a shower," he replied. He kissed me again and walked towards the bathroom door, "I'll see you two when I get out," he told me with a smile. The smile on my face got bigger after hearing him say that. Me and Angel, having a baby, who would of though? In my wildest dreams this rarely even happened, it was mostly Angel finally being able to be happy. With a smile I put a pair of sweatpants and a roomy tee-shirt from Angel's closet on and was back on the bed. I heard the water start in the bathroom and she layed back on the bed smiling. A few minutes later, I heard the door slam open. I jumped up not knowing who it would be, no one opens the door like that. When I saw Drusilla run in and jam the bathroom door shut with a chair, I got a horrible feeling in my stomach. I hadn't even noticed Darla had entered the room, but when I turned back around, she was there, and pointing a gun at me. The worst part is it wasn't pointed at my heart or my head, but it was pointed at my stomach. My eyes got wide with horror as I saw how Darla was threatening me.

"Yeah, that's right slayer, you move and your precious baby goes bye-bye," Darla spat out.

I instantly though 'that bitch' and went to stand up. Very, very wrong move. The gun that was in Darla's hand fired and pierced into my stomach. I covered it quickly with my hand, this couldn't be happening. I finally get to have a family with the man I love and this bitch is ruining it. And I can't do one thing about it. I fell back onto the bed from the force of the bullet. Looking at my hand I saw it was already covered in my deep crimson blood. My eyes got wider with terror for my baby, me and Angel's child.

"I hope you bleed to death," were the last words I barely heard as my whole world went black.

Hey guys! Sorry its been so long! I hope this chapter is worth the wait! I have 3 chapters (not including this one) already written, and am going to be asking for your opinions on how I should do the next couple parts! So get ready to put in your insight!

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