Ch 13
***Hello everyone one. This chapter's pretty long. Had a lot of time on my hands one night. Let me know what you think. I'm pretty sure everything will wrap up in a few more chapters. But I'm thinking of a sequel. So Angel's past won't come out in this story. But it's going to come out full- blown in the next. It just depends on this on. Bye everyone. And thanks for the reviews.***
**** Buffy smiled as she rolled out of her lover's arms and stood to put on his button up shirt and her panties. He was so sweet, sleeping, in his own dreams. Maybe his dreams where about her? She didn't know but she could always hope. Opening the bedroom door she crept down the hall and stairs. Reaching the kitchen she pulled out a glass and filled it with water. Her smile got wider; she couldn't wait to climb back up the stairs and back into her baby's arms.
She'd never had a lover before, but she knew without beginning told that Angel was a good lover. She couldn't wait to try her had at it again.
"Buffy," a voice called in the barely lit kitchen.
Buffy spun around so quickly that the water sloshed out of her glass.
"Faith?" She asked un sure.
"Yeah."
"What are you doing down here?" Buffy asked, wiping up the water on the floor.
"Just thinking," Faith answered, turning the lap up a notch, so that Buffy could see her clearly. She was just thinking, about the baby, how to tell Spike, how to tell everyone.
"About what?" Buffy asked softly. She could see that Faith's eyes were red and swollen. Still her pj's her friend looked terribly upset. She could only think of one thing that would do it.
Sitting on the chair next to Faith, Buffy asked, "Did you have a fight with Spike? Is that why you're upset? There's nothing to worry about I'm sure you guys will patch everything up. You always do."
A smile lit on Faith lips and in somewhat of a hoarse voice as answered her friend, " No, we didn't have a fight. Though we might soon," Taking her friends had Faith asked, "If I tell you this will you promise not to say anything to anyone, mostly Spike until I'm ready to do so?"
Buffy nodded. This was serious. What wouldn't Faith want Spike to know.
"I'm pregnant Buffy with Spike's baby. And I'm so scared,"
Buffy just stared at her. Faith would have laughed out loud if it hadn't been so serious. Truthfully she felt better about telling someone, and she was glad she had told Buffy. Buffy wouldn't scold her or start lecturing about what she should have done. Her friend would stand by her and help her fight for what she wanted and tell her when she was in the wrong. That was just Buffy, and they were all lucky to have her.
"Don't be scared, Faith, we'll all be here for you," Buffy said, taking her friend in a hug. They just stayed like that for a while. Neither moving, each giving comfort and understanding. That was all they needed, that was all that was wanted.
"Go to bed Buffy, Angel will be wondering what happened to you," Faith chided.
Buffy blushed, but nonetheless went up stairs as she was asked. Although in a round about way.
Faith sighed as she watched her friend go, picking up her coat, put on a pair of shoes over her bare feet and stepped out on the back porch. The cold wind of November nipped at her legs. Leaving a stinging feeling along them. The cold wasn't good for the baby. She knew that. She knew that she shouldn't be out in the dark alone at this time at night. But truthfully she just didn't give a damn at the moment.
The cracking of sticks behind the house changed her mind. Turning towards the door she turned the handle.
Locked.
Fuck.
She'd forgotten to unlock door before she closed it. It automatically locked from the inside out.
Another twig broke beneath something.
She was starting to panic.
Breathe, Just breathe.
Another twig snapped. Whatever it was; was getting closer to her.
God. She should never have been so stupid to come outside in the dark.
She hated the dark.
Twisting the doorknob, Faith started banging on the back door. She didn't care if she got screamed at, as long she got in the house.
Meow
"Ghost?" Faith questioned, turning to find an all white cat next to her.
Leaning back on the door, she let out a deep breath. Almost scared to death by a cat. Who would have thought?
"Wrong!" A voice hissed in her ear, before her own world went black.
**** Spike didn't know what to do. He couldn't find her. He'd woken up in an empty bed, and when he went to look for Faith she was nowhere to be found. The empty was so unlike Faith. If she woke up in the middle of the night she kissed and rubbed against him until he woke up. And then they make love. But not tonight. And that scared him more that he wanted to let on.
Like he couldn't breathe, like he'd lost the only thing that really mattered in world.
He was worried. And he was pissed.
Pissed, because he knew something had happened to her. Pissed, because she'd had to leave the house for it to happen. Why would she leave the house? Stupid bint. When he got a hold of her, he wasn't sure whether he'd kissed her or throttle her. The latter at the moment sounded so much better.
He'd started banging on every door in the house and turning on all the lights about four minutes ago. Demanding that everyone get the hell up. He'd even called the number the bloody cops had left them and then Giles; just in case. Even if he had to wake up the whole fucking world up at four thirty in the morning he was going to find Faith.
And then.
Well he didn't really know what after that.
Probably kill the motherfucker who hurt her.
"Who left the pregnancy test in the bathroom?"
Spike turned around so fast he pulled the phone plug out of the jack. He'd been calling the bloody cops again.
"Cordy, what did you say?"
**** She could see light coming threw the bottom of the door. But that was about all she could see. But God knew she could feel just about every part of her body. And every part hurt like hell. Sitting in a pitch black room wasn't helping her. Truthfully it was making her fear begin to rise.
A moan escaped her lips as she twisted a little. Sitting up she felt a pull on her leg. Looking down she saw an iron chain that held one leg to the bed.
BED!!!
Faith pulled a little. The chain was snug. God this man was one sick fuck.
She nearly groaned out loud. It was almost comical the position that she was in. And if she wasn't so god damned frighten; Faith knew she might laugh out loud.
She had been captured by some psycho from Buffy's past in Spike's dress shirt, leather jacket and a pair of sneakers. Nothing else.
Hell, she didn't even have panties on. On the good side though, the shirt went down to knees. With a little luck the nut case might not even notice.
Every muscle in her body tensed as she heard footsteps outside the door. And when she heard the lock click, she was prepared to fight. With what she didn't have a clue, but she'd fight.
After all wasn't only her she was fighting for. It was her baby.
"Look what I caught," a voice said from the doorway.
A tall, well-built figure stood in the doorway. The light behind him making a very impressive silhouette; if not for the voice Faith wouldn't have known him.
But she knew the voice.
It wasn't a psycho from Buffy's past, but one from her very own.
God things couldn't get much worse.
"Can we play with her," a feminine voice called behind the man. Her own body, blurring together with the mans'.
Guess again Faith. She thought to her self.
**** Spike got everyone down and semi dressed and awake in record time. The only down side to the matter was that by the time he got to questioning his sister, Cordy, the bloody cops and Giles had shown up. Now he watched the street lights blur, as the SUV speed past. They were going to Buffy's house. The bloody cops said that it was the logical conclusion; since they were staying with Giles and all the equipment was there. So everyone piled into three cars, Angel's mustang, the cops car, and Giles' old beat up rust bucket.
No one could really move in any of the cars, since the cops had told them to pack what they needed for a few days, and if they left anything, they they'd get it later.
At five thirty in the morning on the dot, they had an idea of what they were going to do.
At six the adults went up stairs to go to bed.
At six o'five everyone had their blankets and pillows spread out in the living room to sleep.
And at six o'seven he was demanding to know whose pregnancy test it was.
"Well it certainly isn't mine," Cordelia snorted removing her shoes and crawling on the chair with Xander to go to sleep.
"Yeah," Xander agreed, "We've been really careful about all that."
"Not mine," Willow mumbled out, "There's no way I'm.well." And there wasn't she thought, I was a virgin until tonight.
"You better not be," Was all Angel commented on the subject. Giving Oz a look that told all to well what he would do to him, if it ever happened. Or at least any time soon.
"Angle."Willow stated, but then cut off, as Buffy began shaking her head, with a smile on her lips.
Oz gave her a little squeeze to let her know every thing was all right.
"And we all know it's not Buffy's," Cordelia piped up again, causing Buffy to blush profusely.
"It's Faith's," Buffy broke the quiet that had fallen over them all.
"How do you know?" Spike turned to her, his jaw twitching and his eyes dark blue.
"Because I came down to the kitchen earlier to get a drink. Faith was there and we talked a little. She said that she was pregnant. I gathered that she'd only found out tonight." Buffy answered, a little on the defensive, "Will find her Spike. I promise."
"But for now we all need sleep," Seeing Spike about to protest Angel said," Or you won't be any help to her at all,"
At two o'clock the next day, things took another turn.
One more person kidnapped under their very noses.
And another fighting for his life in the hospital room.
***Hello everyone one. This chapter's pretty long. Had a lot of time on my hands one night. Let me know what you think. I'm pretty sure everything will wrap up in a few more chapters. But I'm thinking of a sequel. So Angel's past won't come out in this story. But it's going to come out full- blown in the next. It just depends on this on. Bye everyone. And thanks for the reviews.***
**** Buffy smiled as she rolled out of her lover's arms and stood to put on his button up shirt and her panties. He was so sweet, sleeping, in his own dreams. Maybe his dreams where about her? She didn't know but she could always hope. Opening the bedroom door she crept down the hall and stairs. Reaching the kitchen she pulled out a glass and filled it with water. Her smile got wider; she couldn't wait to climb back up the stairs and back into her baby's arms.
She'd never had a lover before, but she knew without beginning told that Angel was a good lover. She couldn't wait to try her had at it again.
"Buffy," a voice called in the barely lit kitchen.
Buffy spun around so quickly that the water sloshed out of her glass.
"Faith?" She asked un sure.
"Yeah."
"What are you doing down here?" Buffy asked, wiping up the water on the floor.
"Just thinking," Faith answered, turning the lap up a notch, so that Buffy could see her clearly. She was just thinking, about the baby, how to tell Spike, how to tell everyone.
"About what?" Buffy asked softly. She could see that Faith's eyes were red and swollen. Still her pj's her friend looked terribly upset. She could only think of one thing that would do it.
Sitting on the chair next to Faith, Buffy asked, "Did you have a fight with Spike? Is that why you're upset? There's nothing to worry about I'm sure you guys will patch everything up. You always do."
A smile lit on Faith lips and in somewhat of a hoarse voice as answered her friend, " No, we didn't have a fight. Though we might soon," Taking her friends had Faith asked, "If I tell you this will you promise not to say anything to anyone, mostly Spike until I'm ready to do so?"
Buffy nodded. This was serious. What wouldn't Faith want Spike to know.
"I'm pregnant Buffy with Spike's baby. And I'm so scared,"
Buffy just stared at her. Faith would have laughed out loud if it hadn't been so serious. Truthfully she felt better about telling someone, and she was glad she had told Buffy. Buffy wouldn't scold her or start lecturing about what she should have done. Her friend would stand by her and help her fight for what she wanted and tell her when she was in the wrong. That was just Buffy, and they were all lucky to have her.
"Don't be scared, Faith, we'll all be here for you," Buffy said, taking her friend in a hug. They just stayed like that for a while. Neither moving, each giving comfort and understanding. That was all they needed, that was all that was wanted.
"Go to bed Buffy, Angel will be wondering what happened to you," Faith chided.
Buffy blushed, but nonetheless went up stairs as she was asked. Although in a round about way.
Faith sighed as she watched her friend go, picking up her coat, put on a pair of shoes over her bare feet and stepped out on the back porch. The cold wind of November nipped at her legs. Leaving a stinging feeling along them. The cold wasn't good for the baby. She knew that. She knew that she shouldn't be out in the dark alone at this time at night. But truthfully she just didn't give a damn at the moment.
The cracking of sticks behind the house changed her mind. Turning towards the door she turned the handle.
Locked.
Fuck.
She'd forgotten to unlock door before she closed it. It automatically locked from the inside out.
Another twig broke beneath something.
She was starting to panic.
Breathe, Just breathe.
Another twig snapped. Whatever it was; was getting closer to her.
God. She should never have been so stupid to come outside in the dark.
She hated the dark.
Twisting the doorknob, Faith started banging on the back door. She didn't care if she got screamed at, as long she got in the house.
Meow
"Ghost?" Faith questioned, turning to find an all white cat next to her.
Leaning back on the door, she let out a deep breath. Almost scared to death by a cat. Who would have thought?
"Wrong!" A voice hissed in her ear, before her own world went black.
**** Spike didn't know what to do. He couldn't find her. He'd woken up in an empty bed, and when he went to look for Faith she was nowhere to be found. The empty was so unlike Faith. If she woke up in the middle of the night she kissed and rubbed against him until he woke up. And then they make love. But not tonight. And that scared him more that he wanted to let on.
Like he couldn't breathe, like he'd lost the only thing that really mattered in world.
He was worried. And he was pissed.
Pissed, because he knew something had happened to her. Pissed, because she'd had to leave the house for it to happen. Why would she leave the house? Stupid bint. When he got a hold of her, he wasn't sure whether he'd kissed her or throttle her. The latter at the moment sounded so much better.
He'd started banging on every door in the house and turning on all the lights about four minutes ago. Demanding that everyone get the hell up. He'd even called the number the bloody cops had left them and then Giles; just in case. Even if he had to wake up the whole fucking world up at four thirty in the morning he was going to find Faith.
And then.
Well he didn't really know what after that.
Probably kill the motherfucker who hurt her.
"Who left the pregnancy test in the bathroom?"
Spike turned around so fast he pulled the phone plug out of the jack. He'd been calling the bloody cops again.
"Cordy, what did you say?"
**** She could see light coming threw the bottom of the door. But that was about all she could see. But God knew she could feel just about every part of her body. And every part hurt like hell. Sitting in a pitch black room wasn't helping her. Truthfully it was making her fear begin to rise.
A moan escaped her lips as she twisted a little. Sitting up she felt a pull on her leg. Looking down she saw an iron chain that held one leg to the bed.
BED!!!
Faith pulled a little. The chain was snug. God this man was one sick fuck.
She nearly groaned out loud. It was almost comical the position that she was in. And if she wasn't so god damned frighten; Faith knew she might laugh out loud.
She had been captured by some psycho from Buffy's past in Spike's dress shirt, leather jacket and a pair of sneakers. Nothing else.
Hell, she didn't even have panties on. On the good side though, the shirt went down to knees. With a little luck the nut case might not even notice.
Every muscle in her body tensed as she heard footsteps outside the door. And when she heard the lock click, she was prepared to fight. With what she didn't have a clue, but she'd fight.
After all wasn't only her she was fighting for. It was her baby.
"Look what I caught," a voice said from the doorway.
A tall, well-built figure stood in the doorway. The light behind him making a very impressive silhouette; if not for the voice Faith wouldn't have known him.
But she knew the voice.
It wasn't a psycho from Buffy's past, but one from her very own.
God things couldn't get much worse.
"Can we play with her," a feminine voice called behind the man. Her own body, blurring together with the mans'.
Guess again Faith. She thought to her self.
**** Spike got everyone down and semi dressed and awake in record time. The only down side to the matter was that by the time he got to questioning his sister, Cordy, the bloody cops and Giles had shown up. Now he watched the street lights blur, as the SUV speed past. They were going to Buffy's house. The bloody cops said that it was the logical conclusion; since they were staying with Giles and all the equipment was there. So everyone piled into three cars, Angel's mustang, the cops car, and Giles' old beat up rust bucket.
No one could really move in any of the cars, since the cops had told them to pack what they needed for a few days, and if they left anything, they they'd get it later.
At five thirty in the morning on the dot, they had an idea of what they were going to do.
At six the adults went up stairs to go to bed.
At six o'five everyone had their blankets and pillows spread out in the living room to sleep.
And at six o'seven he was demanding to know whose pregnancy test it was.
"Well it certainly isn't mine," Cordelia snorted removing her shoes and crawling on the chair with Xander to go to sleep.
"Yeah," Xander agreed, "We've been really careful about all that."
"Not mine," Willow mumbled out, "There's no way I'm.well." And there wasn't she thought, I was a virgin until tonight.
"You better not be," Was all Angel commented on the subject. Giving Oz a look that told all to well what he would do to him, if it ever happened. Or at least any time soon.
"Angle."Willow stated, but then cut off, as Buffy began shaking her head, with a smile on her lips.
Oz gave her a little squeeze to let her know every thing was all right.
"And we all know it's not Buffy's," Cordelia piped up again, causing Buffy to blush profusely.
"It's Faith's," Buffy broke the quiet that had fallen over them all.
"How do you know?" Spike turned to her, his jaw twitching and his eyes dark blue.
"Because I came down to the kitchen earlier to get a drink. Faith was there and we talked a little. She said that she was pregnant. I gathered that she'd only found out tonight." Buffy answered, a little on the defensive, "Will find her Spike. I promise."
"But for now we all need sleep," Seeing Spike about to protest Angel said," Or you won't be any help to her at all,"
At two o'clock the next day, things took another turn.
One more person kidnapped under their very noses.
And another fighting for his life in the hospital room.