Gently Spike tucked Mana into bed placing a soft kiss on her forehead causing her to groan softly and touch his arm very lightly, "I-I was afraid you'd get mad."
"Over what love?" he questioned, stroking her cheek affectionately.
"Over the baby. I thought you'd maybe leave us," her head turned into the pillow trapping his hand beneath her cheek.
"Of course not! Why the bloody hell'd you think something ignorant like that?" Spike asked sounding rather offended.
A tear slipped down her cheek silently as his tone rose some, she sniffed, "I don't know. Maybe it'd be too much for you, a wife, two babies, not being able to come and go like you have for over a century. Or maybe something better would come along..." In the end what it boiled down to was the girl had abandonment issues.
"Darling," the blond started, his voice much calmer, "Trust me the only thing better for me would be watching the Pixie blow up into a trillion little pieces," he laughed softly, kissing her. "I adore my girl and want a million children with her! Millions and millions, even if that includes her stray cat first born."
A smile touched her lips and she laced her fingers with his bringing their interlocked hands to her lips and lightly biting near the base of his thumb, letting the blood well up before licking it away, "Blood of my blood?"
Nodding Spike whispered, "Flesh of my flesh."
"Bone of my bone. I give you my body that we two might be one. I give you my spirit, 'til our life shall be done," both said in unison, cuddling up close.
Down the hall in the O'Neil apartment, Selene sighed sitting up in bed snuggling into the white faux fur coat, drawing Angel's glance to her. "Something wrong lover?"
"No, not really," she said, shaking her head.
"Are you sure?" he sat up beside her.
Nodding the ancient slumped against him, "Just trying to figure out how we're gonna make it. I can't keep doing this."
"I thought we decided to try something different?" Angel asked gently.
"We did...but if she wont take to the mix? What if it hurts her?" tears prickled Selene's frozen gold eyes, "She has to become tame Angel, she has to."
"Then maybe the slurry should be worked into her diet," he gathered her into his lap. "Even if for only a few feedings a day at first to give you a chance to recover between."
"She'll have to be tame as she grows, j-just so I can survive." She nodded with a sigh, hanging her head in sorrow, she'd hoped to raise her feral.
Seeing the defeat in her face Angel sighed, "Maybe only until she's old enough to feed herself?" he offered her a glimpse of hope.
She simply gave a nod, knowing deep in her heart it'd be impossible in this day and age.
"And if not," he said softly, "Maybe just be happy to have her? She is a beautiful little girl and if she must be tame then at least take comfort in knowing you created something so perfect?"
This returned a soft smile to the feral female who nodded, "She can be my chance to right where I fucked up with Calli." Softly she wrapped her arms around his neck, "That mortal was a fool to give up on you"
"Hey now," the brunette smiled and kissed the tip of her nose, "I was the one who walked away."
Faintly his wife purred, "So gentle."
"Well my name isn't Angel for nothing lover," he laughed.
Softly Selene joined his laughter, snuggling into his chest, "The angel and the dove."
"Sounds like the perfect pair to me," Angel commented softly, closing his eyes as Selene nibbled on his ear, drawing out a soft sigh.
Once she'd stopped, Selene closed her own eyes, smiling some, "I want an entire legion of Angels to take over the world and enslave the human race."
"Hm I think that could take sometime to build," he smirked. "Not that I'm not up to the challenge of course."
"Mmm we could do it love," she laughed evilly.
"I'm sure we could," Angel agreed as his wife smiled & hugged him gently, settling against him to sleep. He in turn smiled, gently laying down, careful not to disturb her as he shifted.