AUTHOR'S NOTE Usually I don't like the whole idea of Buffy getting pregnant during "I Will Remember You," but for story it seemed to work. Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER Don't own the BtVS or Angel characters…lovely Joss does. I did however make up the character of Keiran.

Keiran – "Little and Dark" Celtic/Gaelic

The sun sank below the horizon. Twilight faded into night and the Souther California shadows lengthened. A silent figure slunk through the darkness. He saw his target – a bright gleaming palace of windows. There was an entrance deserted and he slipped in undetected.

Had he breathed, he would have heaved a sigh of relief to have made it into the hospital so easily. As it was, he sought out the first nurse he found. "Excuse me, miss," he said politely.

"Sir, I don't think you're supposed to be in here. This part of the hospital is for authorized personnel only!"

He smiled in embarrassment. "Please forgive me, I think I'm lost. Can you tell me where I should go?"

She shifted under his intense gaze. "Well what unit were you looking for?"

Again, an appropriate place for a sigh but none came. "Maternity."

She gave him directions – a left, then a right, straight to the elevator and up three floors – and he was on his way. He waited in the elevator with a mother and her young daughter and an old woman bearing flowers. He looked at the bouquet and felt ashamed. He should have brought flowers.

The chart on the wall said he was headed to room 413. He headed down the hall, but paused when he heard voices coming from the room.

"Buffy, are you sure? I mean, what other explanation is there?"

Angel heard a sigh. "I've already explained this. He wasn't late and he wasn't early. I only slept with Parker once and it wasn't too long ago. And…" Her voice trailed off.

Another voice – a guy. Xander. "And Riley?"

"Riley was much later. It's the end of August. The doctors say it…well it happened near the end of November."

Angel leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. He was right. It was his baby. He had to talk to the Oracles. They were the ones who swallowed the day that he had been human. Apparently, they'd missed something.

But first he had to see Buffy and the baby. "Where is Riley?" Xander was asking.

"He, uh, he's in Washington," Buffy said softly. "Post-Initiative stuff. He doesn't know."

It was as good a time as any. Angel softly knocked on the doorframe. "Hi Buffy."

Buffy was in the hospital bed, rocking a tiny baby to sleep. Her mother and Giles flanked either side of the bed. Willow and Xander were both perched on the foot of the bed. Any and Willow's girlfriend Tara both stood against the wall. The gang was all there. "Angel!" Buffy said, surprised. Her faced deepened to bright red. "What are you doing here?"

The normally composed vampire shuffled nervously. "I, uh, I got a call – Willow called me and told me, uh, what was going on."

Buffy shot a glare at Willow. The redheaded witch hid her face. Tara spoke up. "W-willow t-thought he s-should know." The stutter made it obvious how nervous everyone must have been.

"It's okay," Buffy finally said. She smiled. "I'm glad you're here, Angel."

Angel didn't smile back. "Buffy, I need to talk to you. Alone."

Giles started to protest, but Buffy cut him off. "Can you guys leave us alone for a few minutes?"

Reluctantly, everyone filed out of the hospital room. Buffy looked up at Angel. "Would you like to hold him?"

He walked to her bedside. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah." She handed Angel her newborn son. "His name is Keiran."

"Keiran?" Angel repeated. "But, that's an Irish name." Buffy nodded. "Why…"

Buffy patted the bed next to her. "Sit down." Angel did so, cradling his son carefully. Buffy looked his square in the eye. "Angel, as soon as I found out that I was pregnant, I could tell that something wasn't natural about it."

"What do you mean?"

She shrugged. "I'm the Slayer. It's a kind of sixth sense I guess. So I told Giles about it and how…" Buffy suddenly blushed. "And how it couldn't be Parker or Riley. He sent me to LA, to this place called the Gateway for Lost Souls. He said they'd have answers for me there."

Angel suddenly saw where this was going. Buffy knew the truth. "You saw the Oracles."

She nodded. "They told me about the Mohra Demon. They told me about the day they swallowed."

Angel gazed down at Keiran. "I don't understand. That whole day was supposed to never have happened."

"I know." Buffy looked down at her son with nothing but love. "They weren't sure what happened either. Actually, they sounded rather upset. Started talking about how that wasn't prophesized and about the son that would find life from both in death."

"Huh?"

This elicited a laugh from Buffy and she shrugged. "I don't know either. They didn't make much sense."

"They never do." Angel and Buffy were quiet for a minute. "Do the others know?" Angel finally asked. "Giles, Xander and everyone?"

"No." Buffy looked slightly ashamed. "I don't know how they'd take it."

Angel wasn't sure either. Xander had never liked him. Willow he'd tried to kill and Giles he'd horrifically tortured for days. Those three people cared about Buffy more than anything. They would die to protect her.

Somehow, Angel felt that his having gotten Buffy pregnant without her knowing it wouldn't sit well with them.

Buffy sighed. "I suppose we ought to tell them together, huh?"

Had Angel had moving blood, it would have drained from his face. But he looked down at his son in his arms and nodded. He gently handed Keiran back to Buffy. "I'll go get them."

Eight months later, as Angel returned triumphantly from Pylea to find a somber Willow in his lobby, Keiran had not only a father who was dead, but a mother who was as well. He came under the protection of his new Aunt Dawn until his mother could be returned to him.