A/N: Ello, everyone! (sigh) I honestly don't know when this story is going to end, though I know HOW it is going to end...so get ready for any chapter after this one to be the last...it's very unpredictable...HAVE A GOOD READ!

"Just tell the media that we are dating and that I was playing a joke on her or something."

"Do you actually think that the media will buy that, Mr. Spiegel?"

"Frankly, I don't care. You're my spokesperson so deal with it!" CLICK. Spike sat on the edge of his bed, covering his face with his hands, and sighing as he lowered his head, letting his fingers rake through his hair.

Faye woke to the sounds of Spike talking to his spokesperson on the phone. She propped herself up on her elbow and stared at his strong, well developed back.

Spike whipped his head around to look at his lover. Faye jumped, a little embarrassed to be caught staring at his back as if she wanted to make love to it.

"Good morning." He whispered, smiling his trademark smile.

Faye blushed, giving him a goofy smile back. "Good morning."

"Did I wake you?" Spike asked, grabbing a cigarette from his nightstand and quickly giving it life with a small lighter that lay in one of the drawers.

"No, no. You didn't." Faye lied as she watched her partner relaxingly smoke his cancer stick.

Faye stood on her knees on the bed, wrapping her arms around Spike's neck and resting her head on his wide shoulder.

Spike chuckled as he felt her nip at his neck. "Jul – I mean –"

Faye immediately jumped off of him as she just found out his body were poison. "Did you just call me Julia?" She now stood in front of him, looking down at his face.

Spike looked up at her trying to speak but not being able to find the words to say. He sighed then set his gaze to the floor.

Faye sighed, grabbing the sheet from the bed and wrapping it around her body. "I'll let you pass…just this once, 'kay?"

Spike nodded, still looking down at the floor. "Yeah."

Faye walked out of the room, and headed for the shower.

Spike kept his eyes on the floor, not believing that he almost called the woman that he now claimed to love, Julia. It made him deeply think. Was he telling Faye that he was in love with her with the hopes of being able to get over Julia faster? Did he even TRULY love Faye? Was Julia STILL haunting his heart? Spike roughly pushed his half done cigarette into the ashtray that lay on his nightstand and punched the wall as hard as he could. He wanted to rid Julia from his mind. But he couldn't. Because he knew that he still loved her.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the lucky girl herself." Eunice sat on the couch of in the living room of Spike and Jet's apartment, watching The Real World. "Getting laid twice in the same week by the sexiest man alive? Unheard of!"

Faye rolled her eyes at her besty, dropping down next to her on the couch. "Where's Jet?"

"Oh, he's still sleeping." Eunice responded nonchalantly. "I think I'm taking this 'wait-until-we-get-more-serious-before-we-have-sex' thing pretty great, don't you think? We slept in the same bed last night and I didn't even touch him….in that area."

Faye smiled, chuckling at her silly friend, obviously showing signs of a change of character.

Eunice cocked her head to the side. "What's wrong?"

Faye shook her head. "Spike…this morning, he almost called me Julia."

Eunice gasped. "WHAT?"

"Yeah," Faye nodded, beginning to feel a bubbling sensation in her stomach, frowning at the pain. Faye touched her throat as she began to feel her mouth water perfusively. She looked at Eunice as if she were frightened about something.

"Faye…?" Eunice rubbed Faye's bare back, hoping it would make her feel better.

Faye leaped off of the couch and ran into Spike's room and into his bathroom, bending over the toilet and vomiting what seemed like everything she ate from the past week.

"FAYE!" Eunice ran into Spike's bathroom, seeing that Spike, wearing training pants, was next to Faye, rubbing her back as she vomited her brains out.

"What's wrong with her?" Spike asked, looking up at Faye's best friend. Eunice shrugged, keeping her gaze down on Faye.

Faye finished vomiting, coughing a few coughs then collapsing onto Spike's shirtless body.

"Do you have a fever?" Spike felt her forehead with the palm of his hand. As soon as he felt her forehead, his hand flew away from it due to its extreme heat. "Jesus Christ. We need to get her to a hospital." He said looking up at Eunice.

The doctor walked out of Faye's room, holding a clip board and looking very delighted. Eunice, Spike and Jet stood among his arrival.

"May I talk with Ms. Faye Valentine's boyfriend or husband?"

Spike looked at Eunice and Jet and walked forward towards the doctor, stuffing his hands into his navy blue pockets.

"Is she okay?" Spike immediately asked, looking at the doctor, worried.

"Yes, of course." He smiled, patting Spike's arm then returning to his clipboard. "Um…honestly…we think she's pregnant."

Spike's eyes grew the size of golf balls. "Wh…wha…WHAT?"

"She's pregnant. Just a few days though."

"Do-does she know this?"

"Well…we haven't told her yet but she might think that she is. Would you like to speak with her?"

"Yeah. Sure."

"Follow me." The doctor walked through the halls and to a door that read Ms. Faye Valentine. He walked in to Faye sitting on the bed wearing a polka dotted white gown with a red hospital band on her right arm and looking up at the TV trying to change the channel with the basic remote that was given to her. She looked to the door upon it opening.

"Oh, hi Spike." She turned the television off and focused all of her attention on her lover.

Spike nodded to the doctor as he left, closing the door behind him.

"How ya doin', sweetheart?" Spike walked over to the chair next to Faye's bed.

"I'm okay…I still have a bit a fever."

Spike nodded, looking extremely nervous. He swallowed before responding. "Faye…you're pregnant."

Faye's smiled immediately turned into a frown. "I…I'm pregnant."

Spike nodded. Faye looked down at her lap, not being able to say a word.

"I-I want you…I want you to get rid of it." Spike said, looking at the tile floor of Faye's hospital room.

Faye instantly looked up at Spike. "Why?"

Spike shook his head, looking up at her. "I'm not ready now. I'm not ready to be a father. I'm not equipped to be a father."

"Is it because I'm having it?" Faye asked after a brief moment of silence. Spike looked down at the floor after she responded, not saying a word.

Faye looked down at her lap, shaking her head. "I'm not surprised. We've made love twice, you said that you love me and….I find myself not believing you."

"No, it's not like that at all…"

"We probably shouldn't see each other. We probably should just forget about each other."

"Faye, please." Spike shot up walking over to Faye's bed.

"Spike! Who do you love? Me or Julia?" Faye crossed her arms over her chest.

For the first time in his life, Spike found himself at a total loss of words. "I-I…I love you but I'll…I'll always love Julia. She's in my heart. And she'll always be."

Faye felt her eyes well up with tears. "Then…I can't be in your life."

"Faye…"

"No, Spike. I can't….I can't pretend to be someone else. I'm sorry. I just can't. I can't try to take her place." Faye laid back down in her bed. "Please, leave."

"Fa --"

"LEAVE!"

Spike swallowed the lump in his throat and walked out of the hospital room, leaving Faye crying her eyes out on her hospital bed.

A/N: R&R!! TOOTLEZ!