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Weeks past and there were no more threats against the unborn children's' lives. Buffy and Angel were happily aware of the peace but also on the look out for any danger that may present itself.
Buffy rubbed her tired eyes as she got out of bed. She looked at the clock to see it's red dots, telling her it was almost sunset. Living with a vampire and being pregnant was making her sleeping habits all wacky. She shrugged and climbed out of bed, trying carefully not to wake Angel.
"Where you going?" He grumbled as he reached for her, eyes still closed and face dug into the pillow.
"Your children are hungry." She said as she slipped on her robe and her fluffy bunny slippers Willow had gotten her, when Buffy's feet got to big to fit in her old ones.
Angel opened his eyes and rose from the bed. "Lay back down. I'll make you something." He said, as he stood before her in only a pair of black silk boxers.
"Angel, I'm perfectly capable of making myself something to eat." She grumbled.
"I know that. But I want to make you something." He said softly gently pushing her to lie back on the bed.
"Angel I don't want to lay down anymore. I am wired, I need to move around." She told him as she began to stand again.
Will you let her go make herself food? Can't you see, she's going crazy being cooped up in this apartment? Angelus supplied on Buffy's behalf.
"See Angelus thinks you should let me go." She told him.
"What does Angelus know?" He grumbled. "Fine. Go. But I'm coming with you." He said at her pleading look.
"I have no problem with that. Just as long as you stay in what you're wearing and nothing more." She said with a seductive grin, running a nail down his chest and to the stretch material of his black silk boxers, making him shiver in excitement.
"Well whatever the lady wants, the lady gets." He said sweetly in a husky voice that made her long for his touch.
"Oh really? Cause suddenly I'm not hungry for food anymore." She said with lust filled eyes as she moved closer to him.
"Really?" He asked gulping loudly. "And what is it that you want?" He asked.
"You." She said at a whisper before claiming his lips with hers.
After a round of wonderful, mind blowing love making Angel made Buffy some dinner in bed and they laid there for the rest of the night wrapped in each others arms, watching television.
"OH!" Buffy said laying her hand on her stomach.
"What?" Angel asked alarmed.
"One of them just. kicked." She said, eyes wide in wonder as she was kicked again. "Here feel" She said placing his large hand on her stomach.
"Wow that's one hell of a kick." He said in awe.
"Oh great now they're playing soccer with my kidney's." She said, in mock annoyance.
"Well at least we know they'll be able to protect themselves." He said with a chuckle.
One of the kicked again and Buffy gasped. "That hurt."
Strong little things aint they? Angelus said.
"Yeah, that really hurt though." She said rubbing her stomach.
"You okay?" Angel asked his love.
"I. I don't know. I. my stomach.." She didn't get to finish her sentence due to the blinding pain that began to sear through her stomach.
"Buffy?" Angel asked as his lover curled up into a fetal position and began crying and screaming out in pain.
Lover? You okay? What's wrong? Angelus asked worried.
"Ahhhh. Angelus please stop talking." She said as one hand moved from her stomach to clutch her throbbing head.
"Buffy, what's wrong? What's happening? Are you okay?" Angel asked worry completely tainting his voice.
"Angel, god it hurts. It hurts so much." She cried before screaming out in pain.
"Buffy!" Angel yelled out. He didn't know what to do. Should he call Giles or take her to the hospital? But what if this was supernatural instead of natural. What would he tell the doctors? "Buffy, do you want me to call Giles or the doctor?" He asked thoroughly confused as to what to do.
"Doctor, now. Please Angel hurry." She choked out as pain seared through her.
Angel ran to his closet threw on a pair of pants and then ran to Buffy's closet and grabbed a pair of sweat pants. Running back to the bed he lifted Buffy carefully and pulled her pants on.
"Angel what are you doing?"
"Taking you to the hospital." He said slipping his feet into his boots, sans socks.
"But Angel." She began but as pain racked her body the sentence died in her throat.
Angel grabbed Buffy, picking her up he ran as fast as he could down the stairs and into his car. Placing Buffy in the back he hopped in and raced to the hospital.
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Weeks past and there were no more threats against the unborn children's' lives. Buffy and Angel were happily aware of the peace but also on the look out for any danger that may present itself.
Buffy rubbed her tired eyes as she got out of bed. She looked at the clock to see it's red dots, telling her it was almost sunset. Living with a vampire and being pregnant was making her sleeping habits all wacky. She shrugged and climbed out of bed, trying carefully not to wake Angel.
"Where you going?" He grumbled as he reached for her, eyes still closed and face dug into the pillow.
"Your children are hungry." She said as she slipped on her robe and her fluffy bunny slippers Willow had gotten her, when Buffy's feet got to big to fit in her old ones.
Angel opened his eyes and rose from the bed. "Lay back down. I'll make you something." He said, as he stood before her in only a pair of black silk boxers.
"Angel, I'm perfectly capable of making myself something to eat." She grumbled.
"I know that. But I want to make you something." He said softly gently pushing her to lie back on the bed.
"Angel I don't want to lay down anymore. I am wired, I need to move around." She told him as she began to stand again.
Will you let her go make herself food? Can't you see, she's going crazy being cooped up in this apartment? Angelus supplied on Buffy's behalf.
"See Angelus thinks you should let me go." She told him.
"What does Angelus know?" He grumbled. "Fine. Go. But I'm coming with you." He said at her pleading look.
"I have no problem with that. Just as long as you stay in what you're wearing and nothing more." She said with a seductive grin, running a nail down his chest and to the stretch material of his black silk boxers, making him shiver in excitement.
"Well whatever the lady wants, the lady gets." He said sweetly in a husky voice that made her long for his touch.
"Oh really? Cause suddenly I'm not hungry for food anymore." She said with lust filled eyes as she moved closer to him.
"Really?" He asked gulping loudly. "And what is it that you want?" He asked.
"You." She said at a whisper before claiming his lips with hers.
After a round of wonderful, mind blowing love making Angel made Buffy some dinner in bed and they laid there for the rest of the night wrapped in each others arms, watching television.
"OH!" Buffy said laying her hand on her stomach.
"What?" Angel asked alarmed.
"One of them just. kicked." She said, eyes wide in wonder as she was kicked again. "Here feel" She said placing his large hand on her stomach.
"Wow that's one hell of a kick." He said in awe.
"Oh great now they're playing soccer with my kidney's." She said, in mock annoyance.
"Well at least we know they'll be able to protect themselves." He said with a chuckle.
One of the kicked again and Buffy gasped. "That hurt."
Strong little things aint they? Angelus said.
"Yeah, that really hurt though." She said rubbing her stomach.
"You okay?" Angel asked his love.
"I. I don't know. I. my stomach.." She didn't get to finish her sentence due to the blinding pain that began to sear through her stomach.
"Buffy?" Angel asked as his lover curled up into a fetal position and began crying and screaming out in pain.
Lover? You okay? What's wrong? Angelus asked worried.
"Ahhhh. Angelus please stop talking." She said as one hand moved from her stomach to clutch her throbbing head.
"Buffy, what's wrong? What's happening? Are you okay?" Angel asked worry completely tainting his voice.
"Angel, god it hurts. It hurts so much." She cried before screaming out in pain.
"Buffy!" Angel yelled out. He didn't know what to do. Should he call Giles or take her to the hospital? But what if this was supernatural instead of natural. What would he tell the doctors? "Buffy, do you want me to call Giles or the doctor?" He asked thoroughly confused as to what to do.
"Doctor, now. Please Angel hurry." She choked out as pain seared through her.
Angel ran to his closet threw on a pair of pants and then ran to Buffy's closet and grabbed a pair of sweat pants. Running back to the bed he lifted Buffy carefully and pulled her pants on.
"Angel what are you doing?"
"Taking you to the hospital." He said slipping his feet into his boots, sans socks.
"But Angel." She began but as pain racked her body the sentence died in her throat.
Angel grabbed Buffy, picking her up he ran as fast as he could down the stairs and into his car. Placing Buffy in the back he hopped in and raced to the hospital.
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