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A/N: Hey, Spygrrl in answer to your question, yes I'm playing with the timeline. Let's just say that the start of season seven came sooner than in the show.
The next morning Dawn walked in the kitchen to find Buffy finished with making breakfast. Some toast that was burnt slightly was on the island along with some orange juice, milk, and several boxes of cereal.
"Morning. You're up early." Dawn said as she took a seat.
Buffy looked up from reading the back of a cereal box. "Oh hey Dawnie. Did you know this cereal has way too much sugar?
"No, but that explains why it tastes so good," Dawn grinned. She then gestured to the selection of cereals in front of her. "What's with the showcase of cereals? I didn't know we were going to have the judging today, but I'll have to go with Sunny and his Cocoa Puffs."
Dawn grabbed the box and began to empty its contents into the bowl that was already filled with milk. Buffy filled a glass with orange juice and began to drink it slowly. She didn't dare look at Dawn who already had a questioning look in her eyes, but still hadn't voiced her thoughts.
She had been up for the since five am and now it was seven. Her sleep hadn't been too restful, she had been tossing and turning parts of the night, since she couldn't stop thinking about how she was finally going to break the news to everyone. And the morning sickness had been just another reminder of what was inside her and the urgency of telling the truth to everyone.
"So…what happened last night? Are you finally going to clue me in on your life?" Dawn asked, breaking the silence with her cold tone.
Buffy stopped drinking and placed her glass on the island. " Dawn, I.. I know you're mad, I'm sorry about not telling you before about…"
"Spike," Dawn finished for her. "Why didn't you tell me? I thought we were sisters in full share mode now. I guess not."
"We are sisters in share mode it's just that I thought that Spike hadn't been real." Buffy explained.
Dawn lifted an eyebrow. "Not real? He looked perfectly real to me yesterday."
"In the basement remember? Real crazy down there. I thought he was some kind of ghost or something. That's why I thought I had imagined the whole thing and didn't say anything about it," She gave her sister an apologetic smile.
Dawn nodded a couple of seconds later. "Okay fine, I get that. I guess I forgive you. No more hiding anything right?"
The older sister looked down at the island rubbing it absently. She didn't say anything.
"There's something else isn't there? What is it Buffy? You can tell me anything remember?"
Buffy took a deep breath and then looked up to find herself under her sister's intense gaze. "I'm pregnant." Her voice was so low that she almost thought her sister hadn't heard her.
"What? Pregnant?" Dawn stared at her in shock, dropping her spoon, which clattered into her bowl.
Buffy could only nod.
Her sister's mouth opened and closed like a fish's mouth for a few minutes before she could say anything else.
"Oh my God. You're having a baby. What? How? Eww no details. I mean who's the father? Last time I checked you were single, so how…" Dawn babbled.
Bracing herself Buffy took another deep breath. " I'm single. Well, you, see the father is…. Spike."
Buffy immediately averted her gaze from Dawn's. The seconds seem to last into eternity before any discussion followed. Buffy felt her heart start beating nervously as she anticipated her sister's response, which would most likely be angry.
"Spike. When? But you said that you didn't think he was real and…Did he force you?" Dawn looked at her sister with a cold gaze. Ever since she had found out that Spike had tried to rape her sister she had been angry at the vampire and was mixed up with her emotions about him.
"No. God no." Buffy shook her head, shocked that her sister had even suggested that. "No, this was before when I …he…were together."
Hearing this made Dawn ask the next question. "How long have you known?"
Buffy fidgeted. " About two months or so."
"Why now? Why didn't you tell me sooner? That's why you threw up all the time. You're
still throwing up aren't you?"
Buffy nodded. She had purposely been hiding that she was still vomiting during the mornings and other times. "I didn't want to tell you because… I couldn't face you yet. It was too hard."
"Why? I'm your sister and Xander is your friend."
Buffy gave Dawn a look when she mentioned Xander.
"I thought you guys would freak or something. I mean, God knows Xander has never liked Spike. He hates him. A-And you aren't too far behind now to jump on that bandwagon."
Dawn breathed in deeply."I'm still your sister and I know Xander is probably going to have trouble dealing but I want you to know I'm here for you. I'm so ready to take on the auntness thing. And about Spike does he know?"
Buffy shook his head. "You're the first," she murmured softly. Part of her felt relieved that her sister seemed to have taken it somewhat well. The other part was still filled with anxiety and worry, because she still had more people to spread the word to.
That made Dawn feel happy for just a moment. She was the first to know, that was just so cool. That only lessened the anger about her sister hiding it for like two months or so.
"Do you love Spike?" Dawn asked, her voice unemotional.
Buffy paused for a moment before answering. "No. I don't love him. But…I f-feel for him."
Dawn took the answer without further questions or comments about that. "Wait a minute how are you pregnant? Spike's a vampire, they're not supposed to you know…"
"I'm not sure how it even happened. It's not supposed to be possible. But I'm, you know pregnant. I haven't been with anyone else."
"Okay. There must be some kind of reason why it happened." Dawn reasoned, wrinkling her brow.
Buffy nodded in agreement, afraid of the reason why it happened. She had no idea why this happened. This just couldn't be possible, but for some reason it had occurred.
"I never did get what happened between you and Spike. He tried to you know, rape you.."
"Let me explain," Buffy continued to give her a PG version of what had happened in the time she been sleeping with Spike. She had never really explained to her sister her relationship with Spike.
Once she was done, Dawn began to yell at her. "How could you use him? Y-You hurt him and he almost hurt you. I can't talk about this, I.."
There was a knock at the kitchen door and then it opened to reveal Xander. "Morning ladies," he gave them his usual grin.
Dawn didn't say anything just left the room and returned shortly with her back pack and stormed out through the open door.
"Okay, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. What's wrong with her?" He questioned.
"You know teenagers. One day they treat you nice and the next day they hate you. They're just so you know moody. Today's not a good mood," Buffy made up an excuse.
"I can tell. Yum, some toast." He reached for the toast and began to eat it.
"Ready to head out to another day of Hellmouth High?" Xander asked, after he finished eating the toast.
Buffy nodded. "Yeah."
She followed Xander out the door and to his car where Dawn was already seated with her arms crossed over her chest in defiance.
During the school day, Buffy had seen various students with regular problems such as advice on how to ask someone out, bad behavior issues and all sorts of things. The final bell buzzed and the final student left her 'office' as she liked to call it, which was really a cubicle. Finally, she was done with helping out people with their problems; it was time for her to face her own. Sighing, she made sure nobody was looking her way and headed for the door that was marked 'Basement.' Stopping near the stairs, she let her eyes adjust to the darkness.
"Spike," she called out into the darkness. After several more calls, he still didn't appear. Sensing that he wasn't even near, she left the dank room.
As soon as she got home, Buffy went to the shower, to let herself relax. An hour later she was done and in her bedroom looking out the window. There was a soft knock on her door.
"Come in," Buffy said.
Dawn walked in with hesitant steps and sat beside her sister. She began to play with the end of a string on the bedspread.
"I'm sorry I got mad at you before. I was just in shock and really angry. Spike was my friend and he loved you and you just…used him. And I got really mad at him because of the whole almost rape thing and I even threatened him and stuff. A-And you're pregnant with h-his baby. It was just too much to handle," Dawn told her sister.
"It's okay. I know it's a lot of stuff to take in at one time. I don't blame you for being mad at me. I know what I did was wrong and what he did tried to do was wrong. But I can't do anything to change the past," Buffy stated.
"Anybody home?" the voice that belonged to their friend came from downstairs.
"Yes," Dawn yelled, then turned to her sister. "I guess you haven't told him yet. If I were would you I would tell him now, 'cause he seems to be in a good mood."
The younger Summers left the room, leaving the elder feeling nervous. Buffy left the room a couple of minutes later and found Xander seated at the couch along with Dawn.
"Hey Xander," she greeted her best friend.
"Hiya, Buffster."
"Dawn, don't you have any homework to do?" Buffy asked pointedly.
Dawn looked away from the television. "No, I finished it." then seeing her sister's pointed expression she said, "Wait a minute, I did forget to do that algebra assignment. I'll go do it, in the room. Now."
She hurried away and climbed up the stairs. Hearing the door slam, Buffy took a seat next to Xander.
"Xander we have to talk," the Slayer said.
"I'm all ears. Does this have to do with anything of last night's events?" Xander asked.
Buffy shook her head. "No, it doesn't have to do with slaying."
"Okay, gotcha. What do you want to talk about then?" Xander prompted.
Buffy looked at Xander, and then took a deep breath. Here it goes, she thought. "It's about me. I-I-I'm pregnant."