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"Okay, this is bad," Xander muttered, as he stared at the window he'd just finished boarding up.
"What are you talking about? It looks fine to me. Nice and sturdy." Dawn said as she stood by Xander.
"At least for now," Anya added as she too looked over the boarded window.
"I'm not talking about the window. The boards are finely put it up, if I do say so myself. I'm talking about this situation that we're in. What's been going on these past couple of days— Spike going on sleeper mode and almost getting kidnapped by a couple of blind guys and the First talking to each of us in the form of people we once knew. I'm getting really bad vibes about this whole First thing."
"Hey, you guys mind untying me?" Andrew interrupted from across the room where he was tied to a chair.
"Would you shut up? We'll untie when we feel like it, as I was saying," Xander continued ignoring the blonde's protests.
A second later Buffy appeared at the bottom of the stairs and paused for a second. "Hey, you guys, I'm going out."
"Where are you going?" Xander asked he walked up to her, followed by Anya and Dawn. "I'm done around here so if you want I can tag along."
"It's okay, I can go by myself. I just need to do something besides being in the house," the Slayer replied.
Xander stared at the blonde and frowned. "Buffy, you know we're here for you. So if you got any plans to do anything say stupid, like going out to find the First or do any slayage related stuff all by your lonesome, then I'm gonna have to say you're staying put."
Buffy lifted an eyebrow.
"I'm serious," Xander added as Buffy continued to stare at him.
"Xander's right. You can't just go out by yourself. And even with somebody accompanying you it isn't safe. It's not just about you anymore," Dawn backed her friend up. "It's about two people now."
Buffy stared at her friends for a moment before sighing, "You guys are right. But I…we need to do something."
"Of course we do, unless you guys wanna get picked off one by one by the those blind little men," Anya stated.
"So what did you have in mind?" Xander wondered.
"Well, since we're coming up with squat with the research, I was thinking of heading towards where I first saw the First. You know. The Christmas tree lot," Buffy replied.
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Dawn asked.
"We've got nothing so far and this is something," Buffy reasoned. She glanced at Xander. "So are you coming with?"
Xander nodded and opened the front door to find a raised fist in the air.
"Giles?" Buffy stared at the familiar figure at the door.
"Hey! What brings you to the Hellmouth?" Xander greeted. Suddenly, three young women pushed past the former Watcher.
"So you're the Slayer?" one of the girl's asked.
"Nice place you got," another commented.
Buffy stared at them, not knowing what to say. Who were these girls and how did they know she was the Slayer? More importantly, why were they accompanying Giles. She had a feeling this wasn't a social call.
Half an hour later, Buffy's mind was reeling. It was bad enough being the Slayer and being pregnant, but the news concerning the First wasn't at all what she had expected.
"I'm sorry, Buffy, but I'm afraid the lives of these girls…Of the world, fall on your shoulders," Giles finished his explanation, his eyes elsewhere but on hers.
She stared at him, stunned. Dumbfounded even. She wasn't sure what to say so she said the only thing she could, " I see."
"But no pressure," Xander stated in an attempt to lighten the mood.
An uncomfortable silence followed. Buffy didn't make any attempts to look at her friends, former Watcher, or Slayers-in-training. She couldn't face the looks of pity, sympathy, or anything else that was in their eyes.
"Is anybody hungry?" Willow asked suddenly.
"You guys must be starving. Come on, follow me," Dawn waved to the potentials to follow her as she stood and headed towards the kitchen.
"Sure, I'm feeling a bit peckish," the British girl named Molly said. The other girls, Annabelle and Kennedy followed behind Molly.
"Giles, we need to talk," the Slayer finally met the gaze of the father figure in her life.
"Of, course," he nodded.
"Uh, I have to go take care of some stuff. At home," Xander said.
"Um, I'm going to see if Dawn needs any help with the food," Willow leaped from her seat. "Hey, Anya, wanna come with?"
"Why? I'm sure she doesn't need any help," Anya replied, earning a pointed look from the red head.
"Anya," Xander began.
"Oh, right. This is one of those awkward moments were we all clear out so that Buffy and Giles can talk about…" Anya stopped as Xander cut her off. "Ahn," his tone indicated annoyance.
"Okay, I'm coming," she huffed.
"Xander, would you mind taking Andrew upstairs before you go?" Buffy asked and received a nod from the brunette.
"But I wanted to stay and," Andrew protested. "Oww," he cried as Xander grabbed him from the collar after loosening his bonds.
"Come on," Xander said as he led Andrew upstairs.
Buffy didn't speak until Xander came downstairs and left the house. "What did you want to talk about? Is this about the First?" Giles, asked once they were alone.
" No. It's something else," Buffy took a deep breath as she continued. "Giles, there's something you need to know," she began as her heart jackhammered against her rib rage. She'd been delaying the call to Giles for as long as she could but now he was here in her house. She couldn't avoid telling him the truth anymore, especially with the news about the First. He had to know.
Giles stared at her. "Is there something wrong?"
"I-I'm p-pregnant," she said and her eyes quickly lowered, afraid to see his reaction.
A looming silence ensued. For what seem like an eternity neither Buffy nor Giles stirred. Slowly, Buffy's gaze found her way onto the blank face of the elder British man. She had never seen him so stunned, so frozen, so unable to even clean his glasses, as he was prone to do whenever something important was said.
"Pregnant?" He finally spoke.
"Yes," she answered. God, she was really starting to get tired of people's disbelief and surprise.
Giles continued to stare at her, then slipped off his glasses and proceeded to clean them.
"Giles?" She questioned. Her nerves were starting to get worse as his lack of response continued.
"Pregnant?" He repeated once more. "Buffy, do you realize what this means?"
"I'm having a baby," Buffy replied casually as she tried ignoring her nerves.
"No, well err, yes. But that is not what I mean," He admonished her, giving her a stern look. "What I meant to say is that the Slayer line is in serious danger of extinction, and you are the only one that can prevent that from occurring. And in your present state, I'm afraid you won't be able to do anything," he said, his voice giving a hint of barely controlled emotion.
He paused briefly and then continued, "We are dealing with the First. An enemy that is unlike anything we have ever encountered. It is pure evil. And…" He stopped unable to hide his emotions any longer. "For God's sake, what were you thinking, Buffy? I understand you went through a hard time last year and you developed a relationship of sorts with Spike. But getting pregnant? You are an adult now and I'm sure you are aware of the repercussions of sex. This is j-j-just irresponsible. You are the Slayer, you can't…"
"Have a life," Buffy interrupted. "Have friends, go to college, get married or do anything remotely normal. I got the memo a long time ago about how the life of the Slayer is supposed to be like. I probably should have gotten the Slayer's handbook though, probably would have made everything even clearer," She shot Giles a faux glare of resentment. "But then again, you were right in not giving it to me. Never been much for following rules. Hell, I can't even be a normal Slayer."
Buffy paused and took a deep breath. Her nervousness had long since been forgotten and now she was mad. Giles started to speak, but she held up her hand to stop him. "I didn't ask for this happen," She placed a hand on her abdomen fleetingly and then continued, "But it did. And I sure as hell didn't ask for the First to be in the mix again. Especially not now. This isn't about me not doing by duty. "
She shrugged her shoulders as she considered her words and the situation she was in. "Or maybe it is. But my point is that I've always done my duty, Giles. I've died twice, remember? Besides, this pregnancy isn't what you think."
"What do you mean?" Giles asked, staring at Buffy curiously.
"Well, you see, my pregnancy isn't exactly normal. I got pregnant by—"
"A demon," Giles supplied before she finished her sentence.
"W-W-What? How did you…?" Buffy stared at her ex-Watcher in surprise.
"Do you what kind of demon it is? When did you encounter this demon?" Giles began questioning her. His anger suddenly replaced by his Watcher instincts.
"Huh," Buffy murmured, completely baffled by Giles' behavior. "What are you talking about?"
"You said you were impregnated by a demon. We need to find out what type of demon it is, so we can undo the pregnancy. It doesn't seem like you're really far along but demon spawn tend to develop really quickly. We don't know when the pregnancy will start to progress further, so we really must hurry and find the demon that did this to you."
Buffy glanced down at her abdomen. It was true, it did not seem like she was really far along. But that was partly due to the fact that she was wearing a loose shirt that hid her slightly protruding belly.
"Again with the huh and what are you talking about? You think I got impregnated by some demon on patrol?"
"Isn't that what happened? Or was it a demon posing as a human? That would narrow the list considerably. I've heard of demons that pose as humans in order to impregnate human women. It is the way they reproduce but I have never seen one, myself."
"You mean there's demons that do that?" Buffy eyes widened.
Giles' eyes narrowed, confused. "I don't understand."
"Giles, I did get pregnant by a demon," She explained. "Spike."
Giles stared at her and then began to laugh. "You can't be serious. Buffy, you of all people should know that vampires cannot create life. They're dead which renders them infertile."
"Fully aware of that, Giles. But I've got evidence that says otherwise," Buffy patted her stomach.
Giles stopped his hysterical laughing and stared at her. His lips were set tightly against each other and he closed his eyes briefly. "I need a drink."
You and me both, Buffy thought dryly. Of course, she wouldn't drink but she couldn't help that thought from crossing her mind. This day had brought about more emotions than she wanted to deal with. And it was just the tip of the iceberg. She knew what lay in store in her was going to be far more difficult than telling Giles about her pregnancy.
A/N: Sorry for the long delay. I really am. Unfortunately, life and my faulty muse are to blame for the lack of updates. I've already got ideas for the next chapter and hopefully I will get it done soon. At least within the month. Also, I'd like to point out that I was not trying to write the exact scene of Bring on the Night, I was merely trying to create one that was reminiscent of it. No need to tell me the quotes aren't right. Oh, and don't forget to review. Much appreciated. Again, I'm so sorry for the lack of updates.