Mansion
Jeez lover, do you really need all this food? Angelus asked as Angel and she walked into the mansion holding grocery bags.
"I'm pregnant Angelus. Eating for three. I need more food." She said angrily. "You think I enjoy getting fat!?!" She yelled as she stormed into the kitchen and throwing the bags down.
For the last fucking time, Buff, you're not FAT!!!! Angelus yelled.
Buffy flinched at the sound of Angelus' voice ringing in her head. "Shut up and leave me alone you stupid fuck." She yelled before fleeing the kitchen. "Angel I'm going to find me a room to sleep in." She announced as she headed up the stairs in search of a room.
"Damn it Angelus, why can't you just leave her alone?" Angel asked his evil alter ego.
Oh shut up Soul Boy. I didn't mean to hurt her. I love her remember? I was just kidding about the food anyways. She's just moody. Been like that for a few months now. Still not used to her cursing like that. Angelus answered as Angel moved to put away the food. Now, I have a question for you. Why didn't you offer to let her sleep with you? I mean come on. All those rooms are disgusting. You know how gross some of my minions can be. They don't clean up after themselves, are you really going to let her sleep in one of those pig- pens? He asked.
"Shit! Angelus you know Buffy and I can't stay in the same bed. I really would like some time with her before you reappear." He said moving toward the living room.
You need to learn how to keep that cock of yours in your pants and keep her safe. No time to be thinking of sex. She needs us, BOTH of us. WE have to help her. Her mom wants nothing to do with our kids and as much as I would love to kill Joyce for how she treated Buff, I can't, all we can do is help her. And keep her and our kids safe.
"Who are you and what have you done with the real Angelus?" Angel asked with a soft chuckle. "As much as it pains me to admit it, you're right. We need to be there for Buffy." He said moving throughout the mansion. "Now shut up while I try to find her." He said moving up the stairs. "Buffy?" He yelled. "Buffy did you find a room yet?"
There was no answer. Angel was beginning to worry. "Buffy!?!" He yelled again, again no answer.
Lover, where are you? Angelus called out to her softly.
There still was no answer.
Angel stopped and felt out for her. Finally he felt her and followed her presence to a room down the hall. Angel entered the room and found Buffy starring at her reflection in a broken mirror.
Angel moved toward her slowly and wrapped an arm around her, placing a hand on her bulging belly.
Buffy did not flinch at his touch, she only closed her eyes as a tear fell from an eye.
Angel rubbed the tear from her eye with the pad of his thumb. "Why are you crying love?" He whispered softly into her ear. His breathe tickling her softly.
"I've been a slayer for almost four years now, Angel. I've faced some pretty scary shit. I've been through some pretty scary shit. But this takes the cake." She turned around in his embrace and looked him in the eye. "I'm more terrified of being a mother, then I was when I found out I was going to die. Or when I found out you were gone." She confessed. "Angel I don't think I can do this. I don't know how to be a mother. I'm just seventeen years old." She whispered through tears that were now flowing down her cheeks, freely.
Angel just stood there holding her, not knowing what to say. "I'm scared too." He whispered.
Buffy's head shot up in surprise. * Angel? Scared? * This was a new concept for her, especially the, him admitting it part. "Really?"
Angel just looked at her as though it were obvious. "Buffy, why wouldn't I be? I do not know what it is like to be a father, how, to be a father. I wasn't even supposed to have children, remember? But now I have, or will in a couple of months and I don't know what that means. It scares me in so many was."
"In what ways?" She asked softly.
"Well first off, how do we know that the moment those two are born, I won't lose my soul?"
Buffy's eyes widened at that thought. * Would having kids really make him lose his soul? *
"Secondly, do you know how hard this will be? I mean first of all I don't know anything about kids, but what I do know is they like the outside, in the day. I wont be able to do that. I wont be able to go outside with my children." He said, a sad tone, now creeping into his voice.
"I guess that stuff never entered my mind." She thought for a moment. "Angel, do you think there's a chance our children will inherit some of yours and Angelus' traits?" She asked.
"I don't know love. I hope not. I really don't want them to have to go through that, but I can't promise you anything." He said kissing her head. "Listen, how bout you go into my room. Take a shower, change, and I'll cook you some dinner. How's that sound?"
"Sounds good to me." She said yawning.
"Or are you to tired?" He asked.
"No. Besides if I don't eat, these two won't let me sleep." She said with a smirk.
"Okay. How does spaghetti sound?"
"Great." She said with a smile. "My favorite."
"I know. Now come on." He said grabbing her bag and her hand and pulling her down the stairs to his room.
Buffy followed Angel to his room and flopped on the bed. Shutting her eyes for a moment, she thought about how great it would be to wake up everyday in his arms.
"Buffy, will you move in with me? Permanently?" Angel asked.
Jeez lover, do you really need all this food? Angelus asked as Angel and she walked into the mansion holding grocery bags.
"I'm pregnant Angelus. Eating for three. I need more food." She said angrily. "You think I enjoy getting fat!?!" She yelled as she stormed into the kitchen and throwing the bags down.
For the last fucking time, Buff, you're not FAT!!!! Angelus yelled.
Buffy flinched at the sound of Angelus' voice ringing in her head. "Shut up and leave me alone you stupid fuck." She yelled before fleeing the kitchen. "Angel I'm going to find me a room to sleep in." She announced as she headed up the stairs in search of a room.
"Damn it Angelus, why can't you just leave her alone?" Angel asked his evil alter ego.
Oh shut up Soul Boy. I didn't mean to hurt her. I love her remember? I was just kidding about the food anyways. She's just moody. Been like that for a few months now. Still not used to her cursing like that. Angelus answered as Angel moved to put away the food. Now, I have a question for you. Why didn't you offer to let her sleep with you? I mean come on. All those rooms are disgusting. You know how gross some of my minions can be. They don't clean up after themselves, are you really going to let her sleep in one of those pig- pens? He asked.
"Shit! Angelus you know Buffy and I can't stay in the same bed. I really would like some time with her before you reappear." He said moving toward the living room.
You need to learn how to keep that cock of yours in your pants and keep her safe. No time to be thinking of sex. She needs us, BOTH of us. WE have to help her. Her mom wants nothing to do with our kids and as much as I would love to kill Joyce for how she treated Buff, I can't, all we can do is help her. And keep her and our kids safe.
"Who are you and what have you done with the real Angelus?" Angel asked with a soft chuckle. "As much as it pains me to admit it, you're right. We need to be there for Buffy." He said moving throughout the mansion. "Now shut up while I try to find her." He said moving up the stairs. "Buffy?" He yelled. "Buffy did you find a room yet?"
There was no answer. Angel was beginning to worry. "Buffy!?!" He yelled again, again no answer.
Lover, where are you? Angelus called out to her softly.
There still was no answer.
Angel stopped and felt out for her. Finally he felt her and followed her presence to a room down the hall. Angel entered the room and found Buffy starring at her reflection in a broken mirror.
Angel moved toward her slowly and wrapped an arm around her, placing a hand on her bulging belly.
Buffy did not flinch at his touch, she only closed her eyes as a tear fell from an eye.
Angel rubbed the tear from her eye with the pad of his thumb. "Why are you crying love?" He whispered softly into her ear. His breathe tickling her softly.
"I've been a slayer for almost four years now, Angel. I've faced some pretty scary shit. I've been through some pretty scary shit. But this takes the cake." She turned around in his embrace and looked him in the eye. "I'm more terrified of being a mother, then I was when I found out I was going to die. Or when I found out you were gone." She confessed. "Angel I don't think I can do this. I don't know how to be a mother. I'm just seventeen years old." She whispered through tears that were now flowing down her cheeks, freely.
Angel just stood there holding her, not knowing what to say. "I'm scared too." He whispered.
Buffy's head shot up in surprise. * Angel? Scared? * This was a new concept for her, especially the, him admitting it part. "Really?"
Angel just looked at her as though it were obvious. "Buffy, why wouldn't I be? I do not know what it is like to be a father, how, to be a father. I wasn't even supposed to have children, remember? But now I have, or will in a couple of months and I don't know what that means. It scares me in so many was."
"In what ways?" She asked softly.
"Well first off, how do we know that the moment those two are born, I won't lose my soul?"
Buffy's eyes widened at that thought. * Would having kids really make him lose his soul? *
"Secondly, do you know how hard this will be? I mean first of all I don't know anything about kids, but what I do know is they like the outside, in the day. I wont be able to do that. I wont be able to go outside with my children." He said, a sad tone, now creeping into his voice.
"I guess that stuff never entered my mind." She thought for a moment. "Angel, do you think there's a chance our children will inherit some of yours and Angelus' traits?" She asked.
"I don't know love. I hope not. I really don't want them to have to go through that, but I can't promise you anything." He said kissing her head. "Listen, how bout you go into my room. Take a shower, change, and I'll cook you some dinner. How's that sound?"
"Sounds good to me." She said yawning.
"Or are you to tired?" He asked.
"No. Besides if I don't eat, these two won't let me sleep." She said with a smirk.
"Okay. How does spaghetti sound?"
"Great." She said with a smile. "My favorite."
"I know. Now come on." He said grabbing her bag and her hand and pulling her down the stairs to his room.
Buffy followed Angel to his room and flopped on the bed. Shutting her eyes for a moment, she thought about how great it would be to wake up everyday in his arms.
"Buffy, will you move in with me? Permanently?" Angel asked.