A/N: Sorry for the delay. Was enjoying time with my kiddos this week before my vacation is up. Please enjoy!

Disclaimers/Summary: See Chapter 1

I'm waiting in the hall pacing up and down. By now I'm sure I have cleaned my glasses a dozen times if not more. I am scared at this very moment. I have only been this scared twice before and both times were because I was scared for the woman lying on the bed in that room. The door is closed and they won't let me in. Finally I notice it open and see the doctor heading towards me, before the door closes I can see Buffy and she doesn't look that great.

"Mr. Giles, we have to perform and emergency deliver, Buffy has developed a complication…" He says to me as my heart falls into my stomach.

"What kind of complication?"

"We can't be certain until we get into surgery, but all scans indicate that she has a placenta aprevia, or a tare. Now its not uncommon, but we did not catch Buffy's until now. This can be dangerous. I'm not going to lie to you, we have to act fast if we are going to save her or the baby."

"May I see her?"

"I'm afraid not, now I have to go. A nurse will show you to the waiting area." Before I could ask anymore he was running down the hall to catch up with Buffy's gurney which was halfway to surgery. I don't recall the nurse showing me a seat, but she must have because I now occupy one. I sit there and for no reason at all I start to cry. In the palm of my hand I hold everything that is dear to me, and I might loose it because of a minor error that wasn't detected weeks ago.

What seems like hours have passed and yet by a glance at my watch it has only been a half hour. I watch the doors to the surgical area like a hawk watches its prey, hoping the doctor will come out soon and give me an update. I know the longer they take the better, but the lives of Buffy and our child rest in that mans hands and the sooner he tells me everything is fine, the sooner I can breathe a sigh of relief.

Finally I see the doors open and the doctor come out, he is dressed in his blue scrubs and still has his surgical cap on.

"Mr. Giles."

"How are they?"

"Buffy lost a lot of blood, we had to perform an emergency C-Section to deliver the baby and stop the bleeding. Buffy has developed another complication however, she is having a hard time clotting, we are doing a transfusion now to help with the blood loss and are working to repair the damage. Now I have to get back in there, but I wanted to give you an update."

"Yes, thank you." Wait he talked about Buffy but not the baby, I stop him before he goes through the doors to finish the surgery. "Doctor?"

"Yes?"

"What about the baby?"

"He's fine, quite the set of lungs he has."

"So it's a boy?"

"It's a boy." He nodded and went back past the doors to the operating room, while I allow a shy smile to cross my face. A boy. Buffy has given me a son. The Giles name lives on thanks to her. My joy is short lived as I begin once again to worry about Buffy.

A little while later a nurse comes to get me. She leads me down the hallway and I finally notice that we are headed towards the nursery. I look in and there are a few babies either sleeping or crying. The nurse points towards a bassinet towards the middle, inside lies a baby wrapped in a blue blanket. My son.

There he is sleeping peacefully amidst all the noise around him. Already I can tell he has his mothers strength to ignore the obvious and just deal with his own problems at hand. The nurse pushes the bassinet next to the glass so that I may get a better look at him, and then it hits me finally. I am a father to a beautiful baby boy.