AN: RC; thank you for calling that detail to my attention. However, many women don't even know about their pregnancies until at least a month into it. You are able to have sex the entire time you're pregnant, as long as you're comfortable with it, unless you're medically assigned to bed rest, or have been specifically told not to indulge in sexual intercourse any time during your pregnancy. Even after giving birth, you can have sex as soon as you and your partner are ready. As for everyone else who is grossed out, or disappointed in Spike and Faith lovin', sorry. It wasn't vital in the storyline, but kind of important to show that Spike and Buffy were trying to resist each other—but we all know it's practically impossible! Thank you all for reading. Review. :)

Her hand was thrown over her eyes. A gash was bandaged on her forehead, the crimson seeping through the hours old gauze. "Buffy," he said, sitting beside her bed. "Pet, are you okay?"

"Fine," she answered, removing her hand and smiling at him, embarrassed. "I'm sorry to bring you here."

"Sorry? Love, I should be thanking you. If it weren't for you, Emily..." his voice trailed off, and he turned to look out the window. "Doc says you can go home tomorrow."

"Good," she said, nodding. She pulled herself up to sit. "I'll call a cab or something to come get me. I don't want you to miss your meeting run tomorrow morning. Advisory board, story board, script review. There's a lot to be done."

"We can't do it without you," he said, turning to look at her discriminately. "Buffy, you're script review. You're storyboard. No script gets approved without you. Everything will have to wait until you're back."

"Thursday's show will be late."

"We won't die."

"Our ratings haven't been great."

"It doesn't matter, there will be thirty-thousand desparate housewives calling to bitch at the network if they pull us. We have a long standing. We won't be cancelled."

Buffy forced a smile. "I just want to get home, and lay in my bed," she said, leaning her head back against her pillow. The sun beams from outside her window fell onto her face, pulling her highlights out, and setting a fire inside her hazel eyes.

"You don't have a bed," he reminded her. Her stomach churned. "Buffy?"

"Yeah?"

"You said you weren't pregnant."

"Wow. I, uh. Angel, he..."

"He's a fool," Spike said blankly, his hand covering hers. "A baby isn't going to scare me off."

"Maybe I will."

"I doubt it."

AN2: Sorry for the short chapter. I plan to get another one out soon. This one was more or less to get the secret out of the air, and give yuou all a standing on their relationship. Look forward to more either later tonight (12.7) or tomorrow. Love!