Chapter Five: What did you do to me?
Buffy opened her eyes and looked around, slightly disoriented. Then she remembered that she was on the couch and Tara's spell.
"So," She asked Tara, who was sitting on the floor surrounded by spell books. "What's the diagnosis, Dr.?"
Tara looked up quickly, "I'm not sure. I think I might have made a mistake when I did the spell. According to your aura, you don't have the flu."
"Well what's wrong with me?" Buffy asked, starting to get scared.
"Well what it says just isn't possible," Tara said. "Here, let me try again." She chanted a spell and Buffy watched as a pale blue glow circled her body.
"What's that mean?" Buffy asked. "Does blue mean that I have the flu?"
"No," Tara said, slowly. She studied the book carefully and finally said, "I don't know how it's possible but a blue glow is a sign of pregnancy."
Buffy sat up, "What? I'm not pregnant."
"That's what the spell says," Tara said. "Are you sure it's not possible? Maybe there's a chance."
"No," Buffy said, standing up and pacing. "There's no chance. The only person I've been with for months has been Spike."
"Have you used protection?" Tara asked.
"Of course not," Buffy said. "Vampires can't have children or transmit diseases so it was never an issue." She didn't bother to add that there wouldn't have been time anyway. Usually when she and Spike had sex, everything happened so fast that using any kind of protection was the last thing on their minds.
"So, then who would the father be?" Tara asked.
"No one," Buffy said. "Because I'm not pregnant."
"Are you late?" Tara asked quietly.
"I haven't been regular since I came back from the dead," Buffy snapped.
"So you've missed a period," Tara stated.
"Just because I've missed two periods doesn't mean anything," Buffy cried desperately.
"You missed two periods?" Tara said alarmed. "And you didn't think anything was wrong?"
"I've been under a lot of stress," Buffy tried to rationalize. "And I'm still adjusting to being alive again."
"Buffy…." Tara started to say.
"No," Buffy said, backing away. "Don't say it because it isn't true. It can't be true. Is it?" Tara nodded sadly. Buffy gasped, turned and ran as fast as she could out the door and didn't stop until she reached Spike's crypt. She threw open the door and stormed inside.
"Hey luv," Spike said, grinning. He had been hoping that she would come. The candles were lit and he'd put a mattress on the floor, all made up. "How'd it go with your mates? Figure out a way to explain us?" Buffy didn't answer. She just walked up to him and punched him as hard as she could. "Ow! Bloody hell, what was that for?"
"What did you do to me?" Buffy gasped. "What did you do to me?"
"If you haven't figured that out by now then I must be doing something wrong," Spike snapped.
"That's not what I'm talking about," Buffy said. "Now what did you do to me?"
"I don't know what you're babbling about, pet. I haven't done anything to you out of the usual. So what's going on?"
"Tara did a spell on me, a diagnostics spell. She wanted to see what was wrong with me and the spell showed that I'm…." Buffy couldn't even get the word out.
"What?" Spike asked, starting to get concerned. He led her over to the tomb and they sat down on it. "Buffy, what's going on?"
"I think I'm pregnant," Buffy blurted out, tears coming to her eyes.
Spike stared at her, shocked. When he was finally able to speak he said coolly, "Really? Congratulations, who's the lucky bloke?"
"What?" Buffy gasped. She couldn't believe that he thought it was someone else's.
"Oh come on," Spike snapped, getting up and pacing around the crypt. "You honestly expect me to believe that it's mine? I think you've forgotten that vampires can't have children. You knew that."
"Then who else could it be?" Buffy yelled. "I haven't been with anyone else. So that narrows it down a little. If I'm really pregnant then this baby is yours."
"How is that possible," Spike yelled back. "There is no way that I could have fathered your child!"
"You did," Buffy yelled. "Somehow, some way I'm pregnant and you're the only candidate so like it or not this…thing inside me is yours."
Spike turned away from her for a minute, trying to gather his thoughts. This didn't seem possible. He'd never even thought about what it would be like to be a father. When he'd been William, he knew that getting married, and producing heirs was expected of him but that was far off in the future. Then he'd been turned and the possibility of children was gone but that hadn't bothered him. He'd been having too much fun. But now…. He turned back to Buffy and said, quietly, "So what do we do now?"
"We?" Buffy asked. "No, there is no we in this."
"Last time I checked, children weren't conceived alone," Spike said. "So what are we going to do?"
"I'm am getting this…this…freak of nature out of me," Buffy said. She hadn't thought about it before but now she was sure. She was not going to carry and give birth to a child that was half vampire.
"The hell you are," Spike yelled.
"It's my decision," Buffy yelled back.
"And I don't get a say in this?"
"No!" Buffy cried. "You don't get a say in this. I don't even know why I'm telling you this. But I am not having a child that is half vampire. I am not going to explain to my friends and family how I managed to get pregnant with your child."
"So you'll kill your child because you're embarrassed?" Spike said, incredulous.
"I'm not killing anything," Buffy said. "It's just a ball of cells, just a freak of nature that has no business existing."
Spike sat down next to Buffy and pulled her into his arms. She resisted at first but then she relaxed against him, "Buffy, listen to me. You can't do this. You wouldn't be able to live with yourself."
"What are you talking about?" Buffy asked, looking up at him.
"Do you remember when you thought you'd killed that girl?" Spike asked gently. "You told me that it was killing you. And that was just a stranger, someone you didn't know or care about and this… this is something that a part of you, whether you like it or not."
"You don't understand," Buffy said. "How can I face everyone?"
"If they really care about you then it won't matter," Spike told her. "And you won't be alone. You'll have me."
"What?" Buffy asked. "What are you talking about?"
"You think I'll let you do this alone?" Spike asked.
"Who says that I'll let you?" Buffy asked.
"What do you mean?" Spike asked.
"I mean that even if I decide to keep this child, who says that I'm even going to name you as the father?"
Buffy opened her eyes and looked around, slightly disoriented. Then she remembered that she was on the couch and Tara's spell.
"So," She asked Tara, who was sitting on the floor surrounded by spell books. "What's the diagnosis, Dr.?"
Tara looked up quickly, "I'm not sure. I think I might have made a mistake when I did the spell. According to your aura, you don't have the flu."
"Well what's wrong with me?" Buffy asked, starting to get scared.
"Well what it says just isn't possible," Tara said. "Here, let me try again." She chanted a spell and Buffy watched as a pale blue glow circled her body.
"What's that mean?" Buffy asked. "Does blue mean that I have the flu?"
"No," Tara said, slowly. She studied the book carefully and finally said, "I don't know how it's possible but a blue glow is a sign of pregnancy."
Buffy sat up, "What? I'm not pregnant."
"That's what the spell says," Tara said. "Are you sure it's not possible? Maybe there's a chance."
"No," Buffy said, standing up and pacing. "There's no chance. The only person I've been with for months has been Spike."
"Have you used protection?" Tara asked.
"Of course not," Buffy said. "Vampires can't have children or transmit diseases so it was never an issue." She didn't bother to add that there wouldn't have been time anyway. Usually when she and Spike had sex, everything happened so fast that using any kind of protection was the last thing on their minds.
"So, then who would the father be?" Tara asked.
"No one," Buffy said. "Because I'm not pregnant."
"Are you late?" Tara asked quietly.
"I haven't been regular since I came back from the dead," Buffy snapped.
"So you've missed a period," Tara stated.
"Just because I've missed two periods doesn't mean anything," Buffy cried desperately.
"You missed two periods?" Tara said alarmed. "And you didn't think anything was wrong?"
"I've been under a lot of stress," Buffy tried to rationalize. "And I'm still adjusting to being alive again."
"Buffy…." Tara started to say.
"No," Buffy said, backing away. "Don't say it because it isn't true. It can't be true. Is it?" Tara nodded sadly. Buffy gasped, turned and ran as fast as she could out the door and didn't stop until she reached Spike's crypt. She threw open the door and stormed inside.
"Hey luv," Spike said, grinning. He had been hoping that she would come. The candles were lit and he'd put a mattress on the floor, all made up. "How'd it go with your mates? Figure out a way to explain us?" Buffy didn't answer. She just walked up to him and punched him as hard as she could. "Ow! Bloody hell, what was that for?"
"What did you do to me?" Buffy gasped. "What did you do to me?"
"If you haven't figured that out by now then I must be doing something wrong," Spike snapped.
"That's not what I'm talking about," Buffy said. "Now what did you do to me?"
"I don't know what you're babbling about, pet. I haven't done anything to you out of the usual. So what's going on?"
"Tara did a spell on me, a diagnostics spell. She wanted to see what was wrong with me and the spell showed that I'm…." Buffy couldn't even get the word out.
"What?" Spike asked, starting to get concerned. He led her over to the tomb and they sat down on it. "Buffy, what's going on?"
"I think I'm pregnant," Buffy blurted out, tears coming to her eyes.
Spike stared at her, shocked. When he was finally able to speak he said coolly, "Really? Congratulations, who's the lucky bloke?"
"What?" Buffy gasped. She couldn't believe that he thought it was someone else's.
"Oh come on," Spike snapped, getting up and pacing around the crypt. "You honestly expect me to believe that it's mine? I think you've forgotten that vampires can't have children. You knew that."
"Then who else could it be?" Buffy yelled. "I haven't been with anyone else. So that narrows it down a little. If I'm really pregnant then this baby is yours."
"How is that possible," Spike yelled back. "There is no way that I could have fathered your child!"
"You did," Buffy yelled. "Somehow, some way I'm pregnant and you're the only candidate so like it or not this…thing inside me is yours."
Spike turned away from her for a minute, trying to gather his thoughts. This didn't seem possible. He'd never even thought about what it would be like to be a father. When he'd been William, he knew that getting married, and producing heirs was expected of him but that was far off in the future. Then he'd been turned and the possibility of children was gone but that hadn't bothered him. He'd been having too much fun. But now…. He turned back to Buffy and said, quietly, "So what do we do now?"
"We?" Buffy asked. "No, there is no we in this."
"Last time I checked, children weren't conceived alone," Spike said. "So what are we going to do?"
"I'm am getting this…this…freak of nature out of me," Buffy said. She hadn't thought about it before but now she was sure. She was not going to carry and give birth to a child that was half vampire.
"The hell you are," Spike yelled.
"It's my decision," Buffy yelled back.
"And I don't get a say in this?"
"No!" Buffy cried. "You don't get a say in this. I don't even know why I'm telling you this. But I am not having a child that is half vampire. I am not going to explain to my friends and family how I managed to get pregnant with your child."
"So you'll kill your child because you're embarrassed?" Spike said, incredulous.
"I'm not killing anything," Buffy said. "It's just a ball of cells, just a freak of nature that has no business existing."
Spike sat down next to Buffy and pulled her into his arms. She resisted at first but then she relaxed against him, "Buffy, listen to me. You can't do this. You wouldn't be able to live with yourself."
"What are you talking about?" Buffy asked, looking up at him.
"Do you remember when you thought you'd killed that girl?" Spike asked gently. "You told me that it was killing you. And that was just a stranger, someone you didn't know or care about and this… this is something that a part of you, whether you like it or not."
"You don't understand," Buffy said. "How can I face everyone?"
"If they really care about you then it won't matter," Spike told her. "And you won't be alone. You'll have me."
"What?" Buffy asked. "What are you talking about?"
"You think I'll let you do this alone?" Spike asked.
"Who says that I'll let you?" Buffy asked.
"What do you mean?" Spike asked.
"I mean that even if I decide to keep this child, who says that I'm even going to name you as the father?"