Disclaimer: I don't own anything Buffy. If you believe I do, I have a bridge in Taiwan that I want to sell you…. I do own Magdalene Defoe, the character, not the name, which is from Repo! the Genetic Opera.
Unforeseen Circumstances
Part 1 of the Unforeseen Trilogy
Chapter Four
Fear
Magdalene got used to a routine; get up, go to school, meet the others in the library. Go to classes, lunch in the library, classes, then after school library. Go home, greet mother, go to bed, get up at eleven, sneak out of window to help patrol the park across the street. Go back to bed; fall asleep for an hour or two. Buffy had taught Mag a lot how to fight, and it helped that Mag had more strength than most humans, to the confusion and dismissal of the Watcher and Slayer. She was fast, and strong. Not near Buffy, but she could hold her own in a fight with a vampire. She hadn't met a vampire on her own yet, and Buffy was grateful. She taught Mag as she learned herself, so they because sparring pals. Occasionally Buffy would let her tag along on a slow night. They became best friends, just as good as Buffy and Willow's friendship. Mag went over to Buffy's house every weekend and got along well with Mrs. Summers, who enjoyed Mag's company, and Buffy visited Mag's house a lot and got along great with Mrs. Defoe, who was a little on the, eccentric side and she found out.
Giles subtly refused to talk to Mag, even when she tried to talk to him about school or research. He hid his feelings toward her under his stoic mask. He couldn't remember the night they shared – Ripper wouldn't share the memory of his 'conquest' – but boy did he remember the morning after and the feelings accompanying it, wanting to jump right back into the bed with her, but his brain screaming to run.
Three months passed since that night. While hiding behind books and the others, Giles would study her. He knew that he definitely hurt her feelings by ignoring her, but the others weren't away of the running tension between them. When he would watch her, he'd study her qualities, curious as to what made her tick. He secretly found that he liked what he saw. She had the qualities that he would've wanted in a wife, but it was not to be as he was a Watcher, the Slayer was his top priority. He was old enough to be her father, and is a staff member of her High School. He took a sip of his tea as he left his study into the living room.
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Mag sat on the toilet, holding the pregnancy test in her right hand, mind blank with shock. It was positive. She felt it fall from her grasp and gripped the toilet hard, trying not to scream. She pulled her left hand up to her face and bit her knuckle. Giles was the father. He was the only guy she had ever slept with.
"What do I do? Oh goddess, what do I do?" She whispered brokenly, her dreams now shattering with the prospect of a baby. She quickly wondered who she could talk to. Not her mother, her mother would kick her out. Athene Defoe was in a situation similar – not much, but similar – to this. She slept with a man she loved, he left, and she found out she was pregnant, never seeing him again. She would be so disappointed in her only child. Mag couldn't imagine telling Giles or ever revealing his identity. He would lose his job. She closed her eyes. Buffy. She could ask Buffy for help. Mag stooped and picked up the test and as she stood, stuffed it into her pocket. She grabbed her bag from her bed and left the room down the stairs. As she opened the door, she yelled back inside.
"Mom, I'm going over to Buffy's!" She heard a thump and then Athene's voice from the living room.
"Artemis Magdalene Defoe, I want you at the dinner table at eight o'clock sharp! Understand? Dinner will be on the table warm. I'll be back from the exhibit tomorrow around when you get home from school." Mag looked at the nearest wall clock. 3:15 on a Sunday afternoon. She nodded.
"Understood mom. Have fun." She shut the door behind herself, not realizing that this was going to be the last time she saw her mom for a while. She walked down the driveway and took a left. She waved at her next door neighbor as she passed them on her way to the corner. She saw a young couple with a stroller pass by her and she sighed sadly as she saw the love in their eyes. She was jealous as she turned the corner and walked four houses down to Buffy's. Mrs. Summers opened the door and happily directed Mag to Buffy's room. Mag opened the door and found Buffy sitting cross-legged on her bed with Angel sitting on the windowsill. All three were startled. Mag automatically stepped back, apologetic.
"I'm sorry, I'll wait outside." Angel chuckled and stood, facing Magdalene. He looked like someone she knew, she mused, but she couldn't think of who. She shook her head and thought of what she needed to talk to Buffy about.
"Don't worry, I was just leaving." He turned back to Buffy, meaningfully.
"So be guarded on your patrols. Their hypersensitive to who passes near." He nodded at Mag and jumped out of the window. Buffy went and shut the window behind him. She motioned for Mag to sit on the bed and as she did, Buffy shut her bedroom door shut. She sat across from Mag on the bed against the headboard.
"So what's wrong?" Her head tilted. Mag bit her lip then shifted so she could pull the pregnancy test out of her pocket. She put her bag on the floor, next to the bed. She watched as Buffy's eyes widened and quickly spoke.
"I didn't know who else to go to. I need advice." Buffy bit her lip and looked at Mag with troubled eyes.
"Have you thought of abortion?" Mag shook her head.
"No. I refuse to abort. I can't about. I believe in pro-choice, but I personally can't go through with it." Buffy nodded gravely in agreement.
"Who's the father?" Mag was already prepared for the question, but still paled.
"I can't tell anyone who it is. It's just, he'd…I just can't tell anyone, even you." She bowed her head in shame. Buffy stood and lit some incense before returning. Mag sighed despondently.
"He was my first and my last. Oh Goddess do I love him. He'll have nothing to do with me." She sobbed, her head in her hands. Buffy patted her hands in sympathy. Mag looked up at her with tears in her eyes.
"I don't know how to tell my mom. Oh Goddess, how can I? This is what she went through, just about! I'm just so lost…" Her tears dried, she was desperate. Buffy felt for Mag.
"I suggest, wait til you're 100% positive your pregnant, then you and I'll approach your mother. Go one step at a time." She looked at Mag a moment, then saw her sigh and nod, agreeing. Buffy smiled sadly at her friend, silently knowing she had a duty to her friends.
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The Scooby Gang, Buffy Mag Willow Xander and Cordelia, walked into the library before first period Monday morning. Giles stepped out of his office to met them happily. Everyone stood, ready to dash for class. Willow and Mag were chatting with Cordelia about the Bronze that night, Buffy talking to Giles about patrol, and Xander just stood next to Cordelia. Willow suddenly looked down at her watch and then looked up at the girls.
"1st bell's gonna ring in three minutes." Mag, Cordelia and Xander moved to follow her. At the door Mag turned to face Buffy, avoiding Giles' eye.
"You coming?" Buffy shook her head.
"Gonna talk to Giles. Slayer stuff." Mag nodded and left. Buffy remained standing as Giles sat, cocking his head to look at her.
"Slayer stuff? What do you need to talk about?" Buffy just stood there, staring in his eye with a disgusted turn of her lips. Giles grew a bit worried, then realized that what she was going to talk about had nothing to do with Slaying. She just stood there, making him more nervous, then he oughed to clear his throat. This seemed to push her.
"I know you slept with her." She murmured. This was the last thing Giles expected as he immediately sat up straight, needing to loosen his tie as he stuttered.
"What? Who? How!" Buffy finally moved her eyes.
"Magdalene. She didn't tell me. I knew it the morning after. Slayer power and stuff. I could feel shame and horror and fear on you, and satisfaction, fading happiness, pain and hurt on her. I could connect the dots. Also, it helped that she was in a towel in your kitchen out of the shower. I know you slept with her. You know she was a virgin" Giles felt his head drop.
"Not until the morning after I'm afraid. It was Ripper that raped her, not me. When I drink he comes out. I drank two cups of scotch, without thinking of the consequences. It wouldn't've happened otherwise." He was scared. He could feel as her Watcher that she was leaving something big out. He looked up and met her eyes.
"She's pregnant." Buffy picked up her bag and left Giles in the library, in doubt. He felt the doubt first, then fear, then shock as he stumbled into his office. He sat heavily in his chair, repeating the word in his head.
"Pregnant. She got bloody pregnant." Then he imagined her standing in his library, with his kid in her arms. It was too much for him to bear, he really wanted it when he thought about it. He'd lose his job, getting a student pregnant. Head in hands, he thought in his chair until lunch. He heard the library door open and stumbled steps before the door shut. He left his office and found himself face-to-face with the very confused mother of his unborn child.
A/N You know the drill, R/R
