"How's the research coming?" Buffy asked when Spike came into the living room.
"Still nothing," Spike sighed as he collapsed next to her.
"Well I'll keep looking with Willow while you're on patrol." Buffy assured him with a kiss.
"Yeah, patrol is probably a good idea. Maybe I can find our renegade Slayer," Spike cringed.
"I know it doesn't mean anything coming from me, but I'm sorry about the spawn crack. It was totally unfair."
"No, Luv it is just part of being the Slayer. I know that it's hard for you to just sit around and not fight. It must seem really cruel to ask a Slayer not to patrol for nine months, but I just worry."
"About me getting stabbed in the stomach with my own stake and loosing the baby. It has happened before. Well, the me-getting-staked part, not the miscarriage part."
"No, I'm scared of loosing you. So many things are after you and what if the baby slows you down for a spilt second and I loose both of you. I don't think I could live without you. I know I must sound like a selfish prat."
"That is the sweetest thing you've ever said to me." She kisses him deeply.
"I want blood," screamed Vampire from upstairs.
"Why do you love me after all that I've done to you?" Spike asked looking up the stairs.
"You mean you haven't figured that out." Buffy teased. "We love each other because of who we are not in spite of it, True, being a Slayer and a Vampire we have some really not shiny moments, but we get through them together because we have each other. We're a team." They kiss.
"Where's my blood?"
"I better take care of him," Buffy sighs breaking away from the kiss. "You go patrol. See if you can find our lost slayer."
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"There is nothing out here to hunt, this is so pointless." Slayer groaned frustrated as she left her tenth cemetery of the night with only two kills. "I might as well go back to that house of crazy people."
"Hey B," came the familiar voice from the shadows. "Long time no see."