A/N: Sorry it's been a while! I've been busy! And I may not be able to update until the end of the month, I have homework (its summer and still I have to read three books and keep a journal of all the questions I have while reading) to finish by the end of the month! And I'm leaving the week before school starts again, and getting back the night right before I have the first day of school, so I'm kind of short on time! I'll try to update though! Hope this chapter is good enough to keep people from hunting me down! Lol

Chapter 7: Visitors: Part One

The nurse was standing at the door, looking like she wanted to run and hide. I figure she would have known it was just because of the circumstance, but she still looked so skittish around me. How do you bring that up, to tell the person to not be afraid of you? I have a feeling it would be REALLY awkward!

"Sorry sir, but someone is here to see Miss Summers," she said quickly fidgeting with her hands.

"Thank-you, you can show them in, and it's Angel," I told the nurse, hopefully that would ease the tension a bit. Buffy nodded meaning she agreed with him. The nurse nodded.

"Alright, A-Angel," she stuttered turning around quickly and showing the person in. The familiar bubbly redhead entered the room smiling, but when she saw Buffy's hospitalized state her face turned to that of confusion. I couldn't believe that Willow had even heard where we were, she must have swung by the office first and saw Wesley. I just figured Wes would have told her the situation.

"Buffy! What happened?" she asked quickly walking over to the bed trying to find out what was wrong.

Buffy answered as straight forward as possible. "I got shot," she said nonchalantly.

"By?" Willow was always one for questions.

"Darla." WHAT! I didn't know that!

"It was Darla!" I exclaimed. How could of have not known this? I could see her wince a little and I instantly felt bad for raising my voice. I should have kept my cool.

"Yes," Buffy replied quietly looking down towards her abdomen.

"You won't have to worry about her any more," I declared pulling her into my arms and kissing the crown of her head. I saw a small smile form on her face, and she turned around and placed a peck on my cheek. I am so lucky to love a woman like her and have her love me back. It still puzzles me what I did to deserve this. Apparently Willow noticed our little moment, and getting to feel awkward interrupted.

"Why the stomach?" Willow asked again confusion showing in her features. Wesley really didn't tell her much, slim to none it seemed.

"Well, after Angel got his soul bound-"she got cut off by Willow.

"Your souls bound!" she yelled looking at me happily. I just nodded and Buffy suppressed a small laugh.

"Ya, his soul got bound. Anyway, we got back together, and I ended up pregnant," she concluded watching Willow to see what her next move was. I was curious myself to see how the redhead would react, but I was too entranced with Buffy and seeing her interact with her long-time friend.

Willow was to say the very least, shocked. Her mouth hung open for a few seconds before a face splitting smile cut across her face and she exclaimed throwing her arms around my beloved, "Oh my goddess! That's great! I'm so happy for you guys! Congra- wait. What happened to the baby after the shot?" she asked her eyes showing genuine concern. I could tell me eyes turned to show a cold side of my soul as I answered her question.

"That's the bad part," I answered cryptically, "the very bad part."

"Why? What's wrong?" she asked noticing my face. I was staring at my feet at the end of the bed trying to remind myself that Buffy would be fine and get out of all this, but the nagging feeling in the back of my mind knew there was a chance, a huge chance, she wasn't going to make it.

Buffy took a deep breath and started to explain our situation to the awaiting Willow. "Well, since I lost so much blood when I got shot, when I go into labor I'll lose too much blood and I'll cease to exist. So we have to decide if we want to save the baby and risk in my ceasing to exist, or make myself have a miscarriage and live."

Willow was in a state of denial, such like myself. How can you tell? You may ask, well "There has to be a way around it!"

"I can't think of anything that would make us get around this, not even that she's the slayer because during the pregnancy her powers might get dulled. But we're going to get Wesley to look further into it if he hasn't started already," I explained finally looking from my shoes to look at Willow. Buffy had moved out of my arms awaiting Willows next question.

"Do you know what you want to do?" Yup, that's the one I know she was dreading to answer.

She glanced back at me quickly before she answered slowly, "No, not yet. We're basically sleeping on it."

"Oh," Willow sighed astonished. I can't believe it, the two great warriors of the world finally get something good in there life, finally get what they wanted, and the fucking universe has to go and mess it up! Again! How can this happen to such could people? They save the world, and the only way the universe can repay them is by having them live through grief, loneliness, and bitterness? It's not right, not right at all! Willow thought. Then she caught a glimpse of Buffy's resolve face, making it known to Willow that she knew what she wanted to do. "Buffy," she started slowly, hoping to get a straight answer, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to save the baby," she stated quickly and quietly. When I heard this, I knew she most likely wasn't going to change her mind. And then that's when I saw it. I saw Willow just nod her head like they just picked what to have for dinner that evening. A simple, stupid little nod, no 'Buffy you want to kill yourself?' or 'You should really think about this!' just a stupid nod of the head. I have to say, that totally threw me over the edge.

"What? Do you have no feelings what so ever? She wants to kill herself!" I yelled. This is so odd behavior coming from me I'll have you know, it's just when it comes to Buffy, my beloved, all of my common sense tends to get thrown out the window and shattered into a million pieces. The look on Willow's face told me she was taken aback by my tone, and the way I reacted. But yet she said nothing. This gave me the chance to make myself look like a bigger jerk and continue, wait, a bigger jerk? I believe every word I've said so far, why am I a jerk for stating it? What her "friends" have been doing with the whole Buffy sacrificing herself for the world thing is ridiculous. And so I continue my rant: "You let her die 2 or 3 times before with that same just nod of the head! Basically saying 'Ok, so you're just going to die again? Oh well, good luck with that' and maybe the occasional, 'Thanks for saving our asses with your own!'" I yelled. That's when I felt Buffy's weak hand on my arm.

"Angel," she tried to calm me, pleading with me through her eyes for me to settle down. Unfortunately I didn't notice because I was to busy glaring daggers at Willow.

"No! It's true! And I hate it!" I yelled again, my hand clenching to form a fist at my side. Willow was suddenly turning out to have the same attitude as the nurse with the whole 'Okay, can I run and hide now?' look evident on her face and in her body language. Buffy's hand gripped harder on my bicep, of course it was causing me no pain at all because she was still weak from the operation, but I looked at her which made my fire start to burn out.

"Angel, please calm down," she coaxed, still pleading with her eyes. The look in her eyes made me feel so guilty for blowing up so terribly.

"But-" I tried to get her to agree with me, but I knew she wouldn't.

"Angel," she cut me off sternly. Her eyes were glassy and it looked like she was about to cry. I instantly wanted to take everything I said back, not that I didn't believe in it, but the way Buffy looked, I felt terrible for causing her to look like that. I reached out quickly pulling her to my chest and held her to me and smoothed her hair trying to make what I had done better. I was so on edge after knowing what was going to happen in 8-9 months. Or at least I think it's that long… Buffy turned to look back at Willow, who still had the same expression on her face. "I'm still think about the final decision," she explained grabbing my hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze. The door opened again to show the sheepish nurse.

"I'm sorry to interrupt sir, and ma'ams, but visiting hours are over," she said looking at Willow and then to me. Why in the hell was she looking at me? I just nodded, and so did Willow. Willow left saying something about going back to the offices to update Wesley, but the nurse didn't leave. She looked at me again, but instantly shifted her gaze to the floor, "Sir, visiting hours, they're over," she repeated. This was unbelievable; they were trying getting ME to leave HER all alone! I don't think so!

"I heard you the first time," I replied, not really sure what to say to that. I pulled Buffy closer to me, who just snuggled against my chest and laid her head on my chest.

"You have to leave sir, until the next visiting hours," she explained, still staring at her shoes like it was a new discovery.

"I'm not leaving Buffy alone, there is no way I am leaving here without her," I stated, warning shooting through my eyes. When she looked up and saw this she looked down again quickly.

"I'm sorry sir, but only family is permitted to stay overnight, and that's only one person allowed," she said sheepishly.

Buffy lifted her head and looked at the nurse, "Please, Miss, let him stay," she pleaded looking from her to Angel.

The nurse looked dumbfounded, "A-alright," she said finally, "But please be sure to get some sleep."

"Don't worry, I'll sleep better with Angel with me anyway," Buffy replied with a smile that quickly diminished into a yawn. I noticed this and gently moved her head with my hand back down onto my chest and she moved it back and forth like she was getting comfortable. The nurse left without another word, and I honestly I didn't know she had left until I looked up 5 minutes later to see if she was still there. I felt Buffy's small arms tighten around me as she tried to get even closer then she already was, which I thought was impossible but somehow she managed to crush her body even further into mine. It's not like I mind or anything, it's just amazing to see her do this. Then I heard her whisper gently, "I love you Angel." I looked down and saw her eyes closed, but there was a smile on her lips.

"I love you too sweetie," I whispered back kissing her forehead, the crown of her head, and then finally laid my chin against the top of her head and let sleep overtake me like Buffy had a few minutes earlier.

Wolfram & Hart (A/N This is a little lighter subject, I figured this story was getting kind of heavy with the situation, and decided to add a light funny part! Lol, enjoy)

Wesley sat at his desk. Fred was in her study, Gunn was sitting in the lobby looking through some books, and Lorne was off trying to find some coffee. Wesley had been working for hours, trying to get his mind off of Buffy and Angel. When he left Angel was about to, or well in the middle of breaking down and he had left after his boss had entered Buffy's operating room. Now he was trying desperately to concentrate on the work in front of him, but it was working out too well. Finally fed up, he pushed the papers aside and yelled, "Fred!"

Fred looked up from the books in her own office hearing Wesley call, and quickly got up and walked down the hall. Whenever Wesley yelled, it was usually important, so she was walking at a fairly fast pace. "What?" she asked as she peeked her head through the door.

"Did you hear anything from Angel yet?" Wesley asked seeing Fred's head looking through the door.

Fred sighed; this was the third time since he had gotten back. "No Wesley," she replied irritably and turned around walking back to her office.

"Oh," Wesley sighed disappointed and tried to start working again. But still his mind wandered back to Angel and his little blonde slayer. "Gunn!" Wesley yelled. Gunn rose from his desk and walked to Wesley's office, already annoyed by the ex-watchers questions every half hour.

"What?" he asked opening the door.

"Anything from Angel yet?" Wesley asked. Gunn just shook his head, clearly irritated and walked back to his office. Wesley didn't know what to take from that so just took it as a 'no' and moved onto his next victim.

"Spike!" Wesley yelled. No answer or opening of a door, or hell even footsteps answered his call. "Spike!" he yelled louder. Wesley knew he was here. No Answer. "SPIKE!" he yelled again.

The door opened quickly as Spike's blonde head came into view, "Bloody Hell what do you want?" he yelled staring at Wesley.

"Anything from Angel yet?" Wesley asked. He didn't register the deadly glare that shown in his eyes as he answered. Now most people would shake their head, or say 'no', but Spike, well Spike was different. Spike raises his hand, palm facing himself, and raised his pointer and middle finger together with a pissed off look on his face. Saying nothing, he just turned and left. "Is that a no then?" Wesley asked looking at the empty space where Spike had just been standing in his doorway. Again, there was no answer following. Wesley started working again on the work in front of him, desperately trying to get the more important situation at hand out of his head. About 10 minutes later, Wesley voice rang through the offices again. "Fred!" No answer. "FRED!" No answer. "Gunn!" No answer. "GUNN!" No answer. "SPIKE!" he yelled again, making it sound like a question. All of a sudden the door to his office swung open, making the door bang against the wall.

"Shut the hell up!" Spike, Gunn, and Fred yelled in unison. Wesley stared in shock as the three livid faces disappeared from his office.

"S-" Wesley started before he got cut off.

"If you say Spike I'll kill you!" Spike yelled from the other end of the hallway.

Wesley muttered a "Sorry," to himself and looked back down at his papers. He was in for a long day of research that would go no where. Oh yeah, and a lot of hiding from his pissed off co-workers.

A/N:

Well that's it for yet another chapter! What did you all think of this one? There's one more chapter before I'm going to need your opinions on what to do with this story next. Are you intrigued? Lol, I'll try my best to get the next chapter up as soon as I possibly can! But no promises it will be soon! Thanks for all of the reviews and I hope you liked this installment!

MsHellFire2005: I definately didn't have it month, I never had to take one so I generally don't know a lot about the area! But thank-you for the info, I'll make sure to do it right next time around!

P.S. I was thinking about typing up another one of my series to put on here, I have a lot of it written out, but I want to know what you guys think. Focus mostly on this story and put the other series out later, or try to do them both at the same time?