"Joyce what are you…?" he stopped dead as he saw his wife's vampiric face, dripping with the blood of their newborn daughter whom she still clutched in her arms. He was still speechless with shock as she reached out and broke his neck killing him instantly. His body slumped to the floor as Joyce Summer's went back to draining the lifeblood from her hours old baby.
"Save some for me" Darla warned her new fledgling. She traded a smile with her. The Master would be pleased. She had nipped the great threat to him which Drusilla had foreseen in the bud. And now she had a new playmate.
"What's all the commotion?" Joyce asked.
Hank closed the door behind him. "I'm not sure, I think something happened on the other ward. The place is crawling with police"
"That's where Joyce is" she sounded concerned.
"What?"
"There was another Joyce Summers on the ward, a black lady, gave birth to a daughter this morning. They put me in here because they kept mixing us up"
Hank pondered for a moment what the odds were? Two women called Joyce Summer's, each giving birth to a daughter in the same ward on the same day. Maybe he should call Guinness?
He decided to change the subject. "Decided on a name yet?"
Joyce nodded and smiled, cradling her daughter in her arms as she sat up in her hospital bed "Buffy"
"I still prefer Anne"
"We're not naming her after your mother" Joyce stated firmly.
Hank decided not to upset her. "Ok, but how about we call her Anne as a second name and she uses the one she wants?"
"Of course" Joyce agreed.
"The name's Vi" the Slayer yelled, ramming her stake home. The demon within her screamed as her body crumbled and her soul was set free.
And suddenly she was back in the ward. And her husband was there, cradling their new-born baby in his arms. There was something she had forgotten to do, something she tried hard to remember.
"We still have to name her" she recalled as he passed her over.
"No" her husband replied, embracing her, "There's no need for that any more"
She stayed in their embrace forever