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Title: Unexpected Blessings
Author: Pattyanne
snapkik@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: Not mine
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The Third Month
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Buffy squeezed her thighs tightly together, shift-
ing from foot to foot. "Spike?"

"Yeah, luv?"

"Spiiike!" she squealed again, bouncing up and down
on her toes.

He turned and stared at her. "AGAIN?"

"I can't help it," she whined.

Spike sighed and reached for her hand, but she
had to send both of them down to her crotch. She
whimpered as she squeezed firmly, trying desperately
not to have an embarrassing accident.

"All right...let's go find a..."

"No! Now!"

"Buffy," he said patiently. "We're in the middle of a
cemetery. There are no bathrooms here."

"Can't wait!"

"Then we'll hurry. Come on."

She shook her head frantically. "Can't walk!"

"I'll carry you," he offered.

"I'm...Spike, I'm gonna wet my pants."

Her eyes pleaded with him for help. Casting his gaze
around the moonlit cemetery for a solution, he guided
her to some bushes behind an immense mausoleum.

"Go ahead," he said, turning his back.

Buffy almost didn't make it. The second her skirt
was up and her underpants were off, she let loose,
panting with relief on behalf of her overly burdened
bladder.

"You all right?"

"Yeah. Better." Making her "ick" face, she pulled her
panties back on. "Let's go."

Walking along beside him once again, she glanced
up and saw the laughter he was having trouble con-
trolling.

Ordinarily, she'd have laughed along with him, but
right now for some reason, the sight pissed her off
out of all proportion to the offense.

"Stop snickering or I'll kill you in your sleep," she
groused.

"Sorry," he said quietly.

"When a girl's gotta go, then a girl's gotta go!"

"That's very true," he nodded agreeably.

Buffy ranted on, too wound up to stop. "And when a
PREGNANT girl has to go, then everyone should
just shut the hell up and stay out of the way."

"I'll try and remember that."

If possible, her tone became even more defensive. "This
is perfectly normal you know! Dr. Beaumont said so! It
happens to every pregnant woman! All the time! It's not
like I'm just doing this for fun!"

By this time, he'd had just about enough. "All RIGHT!!" He
stopped walking and turned to face her. "I get the picture.
I'm SORRY I laughed and I'll NEVER fucking do it again,
OKAY?"

His voice was a lot louder and sharper than he'd in-
tended it to be, and he was instantly sorry when he
saw tears begin to gather in Buffy's eyes.

"Oh, baby...I'm sorry," he said, reaching for her. "I
shouldn't have..."

"Don't touch me!" Buffy ducked out of reach. With no
intention of letting him off the hook, she turned and
flounced off.

Spike stayed right on her heels, trying to catch
hold of her. "Buffy...please, honey."

"Go away!" she said, without stopping. "You yelled at
me!"

"I know I did...and I'm sorry. Come on, baby..please stop."

He finally caught her arm and pulled her to a stop. "Don't
cry, sweetheart," he all but begged, searching his pockets
for something to dry her tears with. "You know I can't stand
it when you cry."

Buffy sniffled, wiping her face on her sleeve.

Looking down into her tear filled green eyes, Spike felt
like the meanest son-of-a-bitch in the entire world.

"Baby, I'm sorry, I really am. Forgive?"

She'd been prepared to make him pay for his behavior,
but he looked so ashamed of himself that she couldn't
go through with it.

"Forgive," she agreed, allowing him to hold her.

They stood that way for a few moments, then Spike
squeezed her gently and gave her a kiss. "Come on,
luv, let's go on home. There's no action here tonight,
anyway."

Taking her hand, he tugged her along. "I'll make you
some hot chocolate and..."

"Back rub?" she asked plaintively, her fingers knead-
ing the base of her spine.

"For as long as you want," he promised.

"Okay." She smiled at him, then her eyes widened
and she began to walk a little faster. "Hurry up!"

"Why?"

"Don't ask...just hurry up!"


TBC....

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