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Angel could not believe what Buffy had just said, "excuse me, what did you just say?" He asked again. "Yes Angel, the doctor said I was pregnant. So, what do we do now?" Buffy was now crying into Angel's shirt.

"Oh my god, haven't you people heard of safe sex? You know protection, not just for VD anymore; they make a lot of things now days. The pill, the ring, the patch, oh, and lets not forget CONDOMS!" Cordelia didn't get a chance to say anything else. Angel cut her off right there, "Cordelia, please, I don't think your snappy remarks are helping anything right now. Buffy has had enough drama today; maybe we should just take her home. Angel was getting very irritated with Cordy, and Buffy was now crying uncontrollably. He just wanted to get out of there. They decided to take Buffy back to Cordy's house and let her sleep awhile.

Angel dropped the girls off and told Buffy to call him later after she got some rest. Her parents were out of town until Sunday afternoon and he told her that he would pick her up later to talk. He had no idea what they were going to do. He thought that going back home and resting himself would help.

There was no way Buffy was getting any rest while she was with Cordelia. As soon as Angel dropped them off, Cordy started with a list of questions that made her head spin. Buffy did her best to answer her, but all she could think about was Angel and would he still want her after this. She knew he cared for her a lot but now that she was pregnant would he get scared and run.

Several hours had passed before she got the courage to pick up the phone and call Angel. He told her that he would pick her up in a half hour. She dressed and told Cordelia that she may not be back that night. If things got bad between her and Angel, she was going to stay at home for some alone time. Cordy understood and gave her friend a hug and told her to call when she knew something.

Buffy waited by the door for thirty minutes. She began to get very upset when Angel had not gotten there yet. Her mind was set to ease fifteen minutes later when she heard his car pull up and honk the horn. She grabbed her stuff, yelled to Cordy, and ran out to meet Angel.

The ride to Buffy's house was eerily quiet. No one said a word. Neither one knew what to say at the moment or even how to start the conversation. Buffy thought it best if she just waiting until they were not in a moving vehicle to begin this talk anyway. In the back of her mind all she could think was that he was driving her home to tell her he didn't want to see her anymore. Maybe he would say get rid of it and then leave me cold. She was getting more and more nervous the closer they got to her house. They finally pulled into the driveway and went in the house.

She opened the door to let them both in then ran upstairs to put her clothes away. Angel sat on the couch and waited for her to come back. She went to her room and changed into sweats. She at least needed to be comfortable if she was getting dumped today. She dressed and joined Angel in the living room. She sat down next to him and they both sat there looking strait ahead and not saying anything. They sat there for what seemed hours but it was only ten minutes. The tension in the room was building and Buffy could barely stand it anymore. She had to know what he was thinking. Was he going to be mad, was he going to hate her for letting this happen, and all she could do was fidget in her seat. It was very uncomfortable. She finally decided to break the silence, "Angel, I think one of us should say something before dawn comes and my parents get home." She had no idea how to start this conversation so she hoped he would. He turned and looked at her for a minute not saying a word but he had a sad loving look in his eyes. The butterflies in her stomach calmed a little and she gave him a small smile. "Buffy, I thought we were being careful, I just can't remember when it could have happened?" Angel asked her. "Well, I think it was our first night together. You do remember our night after the dance; it was the most beautiful night of my life. I don't remember us using any protection that night, do you?" Buffy then grabbed his hand in an attempt to ease the tension. "Yea, I remember that night, I could never forget it. I think you are right though, no protection that night. We were so caught up in the moment I didn't even think of it. How are we going to tell your parents?" Angel moved closer to her and put his arm around her now. She was feeling much better about this now. He was not telling her to get lost or accusing her of anything. She relaxed in his arms and began to think of how to tell her parents about everything.

They spent the next few hours discussing everything they thought they would do. Telling his parent and hers, and how they would deal with being first time parents themselves. They came to an agreement that they would keep the baby; they loved each other and felt that they could work it out together. Angel decided to stay the night with Buffy and wait for her parents to get home the next day. That night they talked about how to tell them about the baby.

They had some dinner and rented a movie. They settled down on the couch together and after twenty minutes, the both drifted off to sleep.

Buffy first dreamed of having the baby and she and Angel getting married. It was a fairy tale dream and she melted into it. She woke up in Angel's arms and snuggled further into him. She felt so warm and loved, that's why it was so easy to drift back off to sleep. She hoped to pick up her dream where she left off. As she began to fall asleep again, her dream started off a little different. She found herself in a grave yard once again. It seemed a little familiar to her and she began to walk around. She had a funny feeling something bad was about to happen. She had a creepy feeling and she could feel the hairs on the back of her neck standing up. Just as she rounded the corner of the path something jumped out at her. It was a vampire, she knew it was, and she reached in her jacket and pulled out a wooden stake. She fought with the creature; he was unbelievably strong but she somehow knew what to do. He lunged at her and she ducked out of the way. She kicked him in the stomach and punched him in the face. He stumbled back a little but quickly recovered. He came at her again, showing those yellow eyes and baring his sharp teeth. She did a roundhouse kick and sent him flying back again. He landed on the ground with a loud thump and was stunned for a moment. She took the advantage and ran for him plowing the wooden stake firmly into his heart. He exploded into a cloud of dust and she jumped back when it happened. She twirled the stake around and put it in her back pocket, 'one down, fifty million to go' she said as she began to walk away.

This all felt so good, so right, like she was doing her job. She began to walk out of the cemetery and back towards the town. That's when she felt that familiar feeling again, like someone was following her. She quickened her pace but she didn't want to run. If
Someone was following her she didn't want to let them know she was on to them. She began to walk down an alley. She knew who ever was following her would make themselves known soon. She walked a little faster, then spotted a high bar coming across two buildings. She jumped up, grabbed the bar and hoisted herself up in the air waiting for her stalker to come into view. It was only a minute or so before the figure immerged into the alley. She waited for her moment then swept down to knock her opponent off his feet. He landed face first into the pavement and she stood over him waiting for him to turn over and reveal himself. Just as he began to turn over she jumped back a little. She heard a noise in her head; it was loud like someone shouting at her. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on the sound. When she opened her eyes she saw Angel staring at her. He had this look of sheer terror on his face.

"Buffy, I have been trying to wake you for ten minutes. I thought I might have to drag you into the shower again. You were fighting in your sleep and yelling something about one down a million to go. What were you dreaming about?" He looked terrible, like someone had beaten his favorite pet. "It's nothing sweetheart, just a little bad dream, nothing to get upset about." She reached up and caressed his face. He began to settle down and gave her a smile. They snuggled back down together on the couch and drifted off back to sleep.