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A/N: Gotta say, I'm really going to miss this one. I had so much fun writing it. I wanted to thank the ones that took the time to review this story. You guys are the best and it meant so much to me.
I decided to add a little bit of everything to this one as much as I could (thank you Kimber, you helped with that one!) Here it is....

First Anniversary

Since it was the first anniversary of their marriage, they'd discussed the options: Dinner, dancing. . . Both too traditional – and lets face it, they were anything but traditional. Besides, traditions like that—unless organized by Spike – tended to fall flat on its face before it could lift off.


Then Spike suggested an activity that had Buffy laughing and beaming.
New York. The place where they'd started on the crazy journey of their
lives together.

"Remember when your dad did YMCA with my mom?" Buffy giggled as
she sat next to her husband on the plane, her head resting on his shoulder.
He chuckled at the memory. "I can't remember the last time I saw her
laugh like that."


"For my dad too. And hey, how bout my matchmaking skills with my dear

old cousin and Xander?" Spike pointed out.



"Please! I came up with that idea long before you did. I just let you think

you set them up."



He pinched her arm lightly and she let out a little yelp.



"Now, now kitten. Gotta be quiet before everyone thinks we're trying to

join the mile high club."



Her blush caused Spike to grin widely. He loved that his wife could still

blush at sexual innuendo's like that.



Chewing on her bottom lip, he knew she was thinking something.



"What?" he encouraged.



Wordlessly, she grabbed the blanket next to her. She looked around, no

one else in first class thanks to Spike for having bought it out. So why not

utilize it right? She draped it over their laps.



He raised an eye brow. "What are you up to luv?"



"Hi, my name is Buffy Marsters and I'll be your host on this flight."



He grinned. "And what is the flight called?"



"The Mile High Club flight," and she eased her hand into his lap.



His eyes rolling in the back of his head caused her to grin wickedly.







Spike strolled out of the bathroom, steam following him. "Pet, you

should've joined me," he told her as he started hunting for his dress pants

in his suitcase. "I would've behaved." He looked over at her sitting on the
bed ramrod straight a hand on her belly.


"Pet? You all right?"


Her gaze jerked to his, as if just realizing he was there. "Yeah, I'm fine."

He cocked his head to the side. "Sure?"


She nodded," yeah, uh, you get dressed, I'll be quick." And she practically
ran to the bathroom.


Spike rolled his eyes. "Right, you'll be quick," he called after her.
"Definitely not that, kitten." His memory switched back to the time they'd
been here before and she'd launched into the shower and back, all to make
it in time for an interview. God, that time seemed so long ago. Back then all
he could do was hope and pray she'd learn to love him back. Never in a
million years had he expected to be where he was now. Yeah, he was
successful in his career, but the only thing that mattered in his life was his
Buffy. Keeping her happy was his main priority and so far he hadn't
mucked it up. The girl he once thought he'd die loving unrequitedly loved
him back whole heartedly. He grinned to himself and reached into the
bottom of his suitcase. Taking out blindfold he hummed to himself. He had
one surprise for his beautiful wife tonight.



"Spike, I don't know about this," she told him as he wrapped the blindfold around her head after dinner was over.


"Pet, when have I ever led you astray?" he whispered huskily in her ear as
he knotted the blindfold loosely.


"That's a loaded question if I ever heard one," she retorted.

He chuckled and kissed the tip of her nose. "Trust me, pet." And then he
took her hands in his and guided her outside. She clung to his arm with her
other hand, trying to find her equilibrium. Much like the first time they'd
been there and she'd leaned on him for protection.


He'd noticed during dinner she'd been a bit jumpy and a tad quiet. She'd
joined him in reminiscing about their picture perfect white wedding, but
just the same she was distracted. As if she had something to say, but
couldn't find the right way to say it. He'd wait. If he knew his wife, she'd
find a way to say what was on her mind eventually. Meantime, he hoped to
loosen her up.


"I think we still have a slice of our wedding cake in the freezer," she mused
absently as he guided her along the sidewalk.


"Think it's still good?"

"I don't know. I just want to mash it in your face like you did to me at the
reception."


He laughed. "You were an open target, what was I supposed to do?"

"Put it in my mouth nicely like I did to you?"


"Now Buffy, that wouldn't be me if I followed the rules and played nice.
Kind of reminiscent of the Jell-O in the hair eh?"


He knew she was rolling her eyes behind that blindfold.

Finally reaching their destination, he brought her closer to him and guided her inside the establishment.


She sniffed the air.

"What are you doing, Nancy Drew?" he asked, rumbling in her ear, taking
delight in the shiver that coursed through her.


"Relying on my other senses to tell me where I am."

Stepping into the room, he slipped the knot undone. "Wonder no longer."


She gasped. "You brought me to a strip club?!"

"Not just ANY strip club Buffy. THE strip club. The place where I first told
you I was in love with you and had for what feels like my entire life."


She shook her head, "Spike, I don't like this idea."

He frowned. "What is it? I thought you'd like it."


"I don't think this is the place for me anymore."

"What are talking about? Buffy, I'm just trying to recapture that
weekend." He noticed she was clutching her stomach. "Are you sick? Buffy,
what is going on?"


She turned to him, "I feel dirty being here."

"Buffy, it's not a big deal. You had no problems the first time—"


"I wasn't a mother then!"

His eyes bugged and he stood frozen, staring at her. "What?"


"I found out tonight while you were in the shower. I missed a period but I
figured it was stress. I had a check up the other day and the doctor wanted
to take a test just in case. I gave him my cell number and he called while
you were in the shower. "


"You're pregnant?"

She nodded. "I was a little stunned. I didn't expect it. I know you have a
tour coming up and it's a bad time but –"


"I'm going to be a father!" Spike shouted at the top of his lungs. Silence fell
over the club as everyone turned to stare at the couple.


"Spike," Buffy hung her head, mortified. "Now is really not—"

"Hear that? Me, a dad. See this woman? This is my beautiful wife, Buffy.
Bloody brilliant and perfect, she is. Loved her forever, I have and now she's
the mother of my baby. Our baby. OURS. "


Buffy grabbed his arm and dragged him outside before he could make even
more of a spectacle of them. "Spike, honestly, what is it with you and big
announcements?"


Grabbing her, Spike wrapped his arms around her then backed off. "Am I
crushing you? Hurting you?"


"Spike, I'm pregnant. I'm not going to break."

Lifting her off the ground, he twirled her around. She couldn't help but
giggle at his antics. He set her down on the ground and cupped her face in
his hands. "Just when I think you couldn't make me any happier, you prove
me wrong."


She smiled, "Same here."

"I'm ready to dance up and down this sodding sidewalk and announce it to
the world singing in the rain style that I am the husband of the most
incredible woman in the world that she has just made me a father."


His earnestness caused tears of joy to burst forth. "Can you just kiss me
before you get all Gene Kelly on me? I want to hold onto the most
incredible man in the world that just made me a mother."


"Whatever you wish, my love. What you wish, I'll make come true."

"You already have," Buffy whispered just before covering his lips with
hers.



THE END



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