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Here's the second chapter, hope you enjoy reading it.
I don't own any of the Buffyverse - unfortunately.
Thanks to my beta Nicole.
Chapter Two


Buffy sighed, almost asleep, as she felt Spike’s arms encircle her from behind. He had been asleep for a couple of hours now, but she hadn’t been able to fall asleep, her mind too full of everything that had happened. Sure, it had hurt at first, but not as bad as she had thought it would. And Spike had been so sweet, whispering little things to her, trying to make her forget the pain, which hadn’t lasted long, anyway. Buffy was about to turn around in his arms, when she heard Spike whisper something, and she froze. Had he just called her... no, she must have misheard him. But there it was again, and there was no mistaking this time.

“Dru...” Buffy slipped out of the bed, not wanting to wake him, quietly gathered her clothes and went to her own room. She managed to keep the tears inside until she closed her bedroom door. He had called her Dru. God, how could she have been so stupid. Of course he didn’t love her, of course he didn’t want her. He was drunk and she was a poor substitute to his recently exed girlfriend. She got into her bed, hugged her stuffed pig, Mr. Gordo, to her chest and fell asleep crying.

*****

It was past noon when Buffy finally woke up. After only a moment, the events of last night caught up with her, and she winced inside. How was she supposed to act around him now? How would he act? Should they talk about it or was it better to pretend it never happened? She got up and took a shower, deciding that she would let him decide. She got dressed and walked down to the kitchen, intent on getting some breakfast.

Apparently, Spike had had the same idea. He was standing in the kitchen, dressed only in jeans, which wasn’t really unusual, making pancakes. Her heart stopped for a moment when she saw him. He looked up and smiled at her.

“Morning, pet. Want some pancakes?” He put a couple on a plate for her.

“Sure.” She took the plate, got a glass out of the cupboard and poured orange juice into it. He wanted to pretend last night didn’t happen? She could do that.

She sat down at the table and started eating. Spike joined her and they ate in silence for a couple of minutes.

“So, how’s your head?” Buffy finally asked.

“Had a pretty bad hangover, but a couple of aspirins cleared most of it up.” He looked at her suspiciously. “Why?”

“Well, you were pretty drunk last night.”

”How’d you know that?”

”Hello? I was at the party, remember?” She gave him a suspicious look.

“Actually, no. The last thing I remember from last night is my, oh let me see, eleventh beer and Xander telling me to go home. Forgive me?” He looked at her with puppy eyes.

“Sure, no big.” Did he really not remember, or did he just want her to think he didn’t? She sighed and tried to suppress a yawn, failing.

“Tired?” She nodded at his question.

“Didn’t get a lot of sleep.” She answered as she suppressed another yawn.

“How come?” He gave her a concerned look.

“Just... thoughts, I guess. You know how I can get.”

“Maybe you should try to get some more sleep.”

“Yes, we should let you go back to bed, shouldn’t we, William?”

Buffy looked up at the newcomer. Dru.

“What are you doing here? I thought...”

“I decided that I had made a terrible mistake leaving my William all by himself, so I came back.” Dru smiled at Buffy, but it wasn’t a kind smile. It was a smile that said ‘I know what you did and don’t think I’ll let you get away with it’.

“Yeah... I think I’ll go back to bed for a while. See you guys later. ” Buffy got up and left the kitchen, headed upstairs.

She hadn’t made it to the bottom of the stairs before Dru grabbed her arm.

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to, Sunshine. You leave my William alone, or I’ll make sure you do.” In an instant she was gone and Buffy was alone again.

*****

“No... no, no, no... this isn’t happening.” Buffy stared at the white, plastic stick in her hand. Two very obvious pink lines stared back at her. This wasn’t real. It couldn’t be, they had used protection. Buffy put her head in her hands and let out the emotions that had been building up inside her for the past couple of weeks.

Deep down she knew it was true, and she had known for a while now, just didn’t want to admit it to herself.

She was pregnant.

“Buffy, you OK?” She heard Willow’s voice through the bathroom door. “You’ve been in there almost an hour.”

Buffy opened the door and went past Willow to her bed where she sat down. Willow followed, sitting next to her.

“You OK, sweetie? You’ve seemed kinda down lately.”

“I’m late.” Buffy answered, staring into space.

“Late? Late for what?” Buffy looked at her. “Oh, you mean late late... well, that doesn’t have to mean anything, it could just be stress, or something. How late are we talking?”

“Seven weeks.”

“Oh... well, it could still be nothing. You should do a test, you can get them at any drug store and...” Willow had started rambling, and Buffy cut her off.

“I did.” She gave the test and the box to Willow.

“Oh... well, one test doesn’t have to mean...”

“I did four.”

“Oh... well, they’re only...” Willow turned the box to read on the back. “Oh... 99.5 percent accurate... but you should still go to a doctor, OK?” Buffy nodded. “You want me to call Student Health?” She nodded again. “OK. You want me to go with you?” Another nod. Willow put her arm around Buffy, pulling her head onto her shoulder. “Everything’s gonna be fine, you’ll see.” They sat in silence for a while.

“How did this happen? I mean, not, you know, details, cause I know how it works and all, but... I thought you were, you know...”

“Well, not anymore, obviously.” Buffy tried to avoid Willow’s questioning look.

“Who was it? It’s OK if you don’t wanna talk about it, I just... you always said you were waiting for someone special...”

“I did. And, no, I don’t wanna talk about it. And you can’t tell anybody, please!” Willow could hear the desperation in Buffy’s voice.

“I won’t. But, sooner or later they’re gonna notice. Unless you’re...”

“No! I couldn’t do that. It’s just... I have to get it into my head first, before I have to answer questions and stuff, you know.”

“Sure. I won’t say a word.” Willow gave Buffy a hug before getting off the bed. “I’m gonna go call Student Health, OK? Why don’t you lay down for a while, you look tired.” Buffy nodded and crawled under the covers and hugged herself.

*****

Buffy was sitting on her bed, legs pulled up to her chest, her chin resting on her knees. Student Health had called half an hour earlier, only confirming her suspicions. She sighed to herself. How had she let herself get into this situation?

“Something wrong, love?” She looked up to see Spike standing in her doorway. Excellent timing, she thought. Oh, well. Might as well tell him now, before I chicken out.

“Can I talk to you for a sec?” She motioned for him to come into the room.

“Sure.” He walked over and sat down at the end of the bed.

“You know the night of that party?” He laughed.

“That party? You’re gonna have to narrow it down for me a little. There have been a couple of parties in the last few months.”

“The night Dru left and you were drinking at Xander’s frat house.”

“Yeah... can’t say as I remember a whole lot, though.”

“You don’t? I thought you were just saying that.”

“Why would I say that?” He shot her a confused look. “Did something happen that I should know about?”

‘God, he really doesn’t remember’ she thought.

“No, I just thought you were embarrassed that I had to help you get home, and you would rather pretend like you didn’t remember.”

“You helped me get home? I thought that was Xander.”

“No, it was me.”

“I’m sorry if you thought that, it wasn’t my inteniton. I was serious when I said the last thing I remember is Xander telling me to go home.” He looked at her. “We cool?”

“Yeah, we’re cool.”

“Great. Maybe you should rest a little, you look tired.” He got up and left the room, leaving her alone with her thoughts.





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