A/N: Jumping ahead a few days. I was nice in the last chapter no cliffhangers. Can I have them back now?
Disclaimers/Summary: See Chapter 1
Finally we are home, 4 days in the hospital was more than adequate in my eyes, and more than what was necessary according to Buffy. But for the sake of the baby we had to stay an extra day, so Buffy kept her complaining to a minimum if it meant the baby being well enough to come home. We pull up to the house, there is no sign that the surprise I arranged for Buffy has arrived, but I could be wrong.
I pull up and then instantly rush around to help her out of the car, the stitches are healing nicely, but she will overdo something unless you order her not to, and when it comes to her health Buffy actually listens to those orders. I help her up the steps to the door then rush back for the carrier that was located in the back seat. Inside our son sleeps peacefully, never knowing he was being transported.
I have his bag over my shoulder and his carrier in my left hand as I guide Buffy inside using my right. The house has been put together and organized in our absence. Apparently my surprised has arrived and is evident in the house work. As we round the corner to the study, there waiting for us are Willow, Dawn and Xander. I arranged for them to fly out the day after Buffy had the baby so that they could all welcome the latest Scooby to the gang.
"You know I already feel sorry for the kiddo, I mean with you as his mom, he's bound to be in trouble like I was."
"Very funny Dawn. Now do you want to see your nephew?"
"Of course I do." Dawn came and took the carrier from me and placed it on the floor while I placed the bag on the sofa. Buffy instantly hugged Willow and Xander while Dawn gushed over the latest addition to the Summer's clan. "What's his name?"
"We haven't decided yet."
"Well you better decide soon, he can't just be nameless the rest of his life and then you know he will be ignored and then he will feel left out and see there I go rambling, Xander you were supposed to stop me from doing that."
"Sorry can't, I like you too much to stop your ramblings Will."
"We have a few ideas Willow, we just have yet to come to an agreement. By the end of the week I assure you."
"Enough of name speak. What are you all doing here?"
"The G-Man here called us the day after this little one got here. We all got on the first plane we could to see you."
"Thank you for that. It means a lot to me. The gang all together again." I watch as Buffy finishes her sentence and tries to hide her tears. The post partum has been a little tough the past few days and she isn't used to crying in front of her friends. I want to walk up and hug her and hold her, but I don't. I stay back keeping everything in check waiting patiently for us to finish our conversation from so many months ago.
As if he knows that his mum needs him, our son starts crying for a bottle. "That's my cue. Be right back." I watch as she takes his bag and goes to the kitchen to make up a bottle. No one follows her, we all sympathize with her at the moment. Every person in the room knows that for a slayer to have a child is a miracle in itself, but for Buffy and myself the past few days make us realize more than that.
I almost lost Buffy to a complication that apparently happens hundreds of times a day all over the world. I almost lost my son. I want them both in my life, for today for tomorrow for always. I just have to convince Buffy that the baby was not the only reason that I wanted them in my life. I love her, I always have and now is my last chance to prove it to her. I just hope that I can before its too late.
