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Title: Unexpected Blessings
Author: Pattyanne
snapkik@yahoo.com

Summary: Spike and Buffy have a
baby.


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The Sixth Month
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"G'morning, sweetness." Spike stretched and
yawned. "Sleep well?"

"Mm..I did." Rolling over in bed, Buffy snuggled
up against him kittenishly. "I really did."

He wrapped one arm around her, leaned over and
kissed her. "How's my baby doing today?"

Buffy smiled. "Which baby? Me or the fetus?"

"BOTH my babies?"

"We are very well, thank you for asking."

"And are we hungry this morning?" he asked, patting
her tummy. The small swelling was firm, with silky
soft skin, the result of Spike's gentle hands massaging
lotion into it every night after Buffy bathed.

She walked her fingers teasingly up his abdomen
to his chest. "Is a bear Catholic?"

Spike laughed. "Funny, aren't you?"

"Does the pope sh...."

"Buffy!" He cut her off before she could complete the
question. "Watch your language. Baby can hear you,
ya know?"

"Really?" Buffy asked with a smirk. "You mean baby heard
all the loud grunting and groaning you did last night?"

"Me?" he asked, feigning shock.

"Well, how about when you yelled, "Oh! Oh, fuck me! I'm
gonna come...I'm gonna come...!!"

Spike slapped her lightly on the bottom. "That was you,
honey."

"Oh, no it...wait, I...you're right," she giggled. "That WAS
me."

He sighed. "Now that we've gone all the way around
the mulberry bush," he said, "let's get back to the subject,
which WAS...are you hungry?"

Sitting up in bed, Buffy answered, "I'm so hungry I could
eat a whole herd of horses."

"I'm sure I can do better than that," Spike said as he climbed
out of bed and dressed. When he noticed her starting to get
out of bed, too, he urged her back down. "No, you stay here.
I'll bring you some breakfast."

"You're too sweet," she informed him, giving him her prettiest
smile. "And you're spoiling me."

"Yeah, I know," he agreed. "I'm practicing on you so that I
do a good job spoiling the baby rotten."

"Good plan."

He leaned down and kissed her once more. "What would
you like to eat, luv?"

Buffy shrugged. "Surprise me," she said, reclining back
into the pillows.

Spike was halfway down the stairs when Buffy suddenly
screamed. "SPIKE...COME HERE NOW...COME HERE!!"

He turned so fast that he nearly lost his footing, then
raced back to the bedroom. If his heart had still been
beating, Buffy's screaming would have stopped it cold.

He burst into the room, wild eyed with fear. "What's
wrong? What happened?" He fell to his knees beside
th bed. "Are..are you in pain? Bleeding?" He looked terri-
fied. "Oh, God...you're not bleeding, are you?"

Buffy was sitting straight up in the bed, her hands
cradling the gentle curve of her belly, smiling like an
angel.

Looking at him, her eyes danced with excitement. "It's
moving. The baby's moving and...and kind of kicking me."
She reached for his hand and placed it on her tummy. "Feel."

"Oh...oh, Christ..." Spike moaned. He fell forward onto the
bed, burying his face in the blankets, as relief robbed his
body of all it's strength.

"Buffy," he said, his voice muffled by the bedding. "Sweet-
heart...please don't ever...EVER...I'm begging you...scream
like that unless something is....th-the baby moved? Really?"

"Uh-huh," Buffy squealed, moving his hand. "Right there...just
keep your...Oh!...did you feel it?"

"I did," he said, his eyes wide with wonder and an ear
to ear grin on his face. "Does it hurt?"

"No," she shook her head. "It feels kind of..fluttery. Hard
to describe. Sort of like a little..." She looked up and caught
him staring at her intently. "What?"

"I just...I just love you," he said softly, taking her hand
and kissing it. "And in case I haven't told you this lately..
you're the most beautiful pregnant..."

"Cow," she slipped in, grinning.

"Woman..in the entire world."

Buffy sighed. "Getting turned on by fatties these days,
honey?"

"Stop that!" he ordered her. "You're not fat...you're preg-
nant."

"Pregnant?" she gasped, looking horrified. "How'd THAT
happen?"

Spike stood up. "All right, funny girl, that's enough. I'll
get your breakfast."

Buffy stopped him when he was almost out the door.

"Hey, if you find out who did this to me, couldja let me
know? The least the cad can do is...marry me."

He turned slowly to face her. "Marry you? You want me to
marry you?"

She pointed at her tummy. "Are you responsible for this?"

He hung his head, trying to look ashamed. "Guilty."

"Well, then?" When he didn't answer right away, she
stuck out her lower lip and pouted. "Don't you WANT to
marry me?"

He still didn't answer. Instead, he opened the closet door
and took something out of the pocket of his coat. Returning
to the bed, he sat down next to her and opened his hand
in front of her face, revealing a small black velvet bag, tied
with a drawstring of black satin ribbon.

Buffy's eyed widened. "Is that for me?"

"Mm-hmm."

"What is it?"

Spike smiled and shrugged. "Don't know. Why don't you
look and see."

She took the bag and untied the ribbon. Holding out
her palm, she emptied the tiny bag of it's treasure.

"Ohhh," she said, trying hard not to look disappointed
as she stared down at a pair of tiny gold hoop earrings. "How
pretty...thank you."

Looking back up at him, she caught him trying not
to laugh.

"Don't tease me," she scolded him.

"Sorry," he replied, then opened his other hand to
display a ring, a gold band with a square emerald, bordered
on both sides by a row of small channel set diamonds.

Buffy was speechless.

"If you don't like it..." he began.

"Are you crazy?" she interrupted. "It's perfect...I love it!"

Spike grinned at her. "I know these things are usually
diamonds...but I fancy you in emeralds. Brings out the
green in your eyes."

Taking her hand, he reached for the ring and began
to slide it onto her finger, then glanced up in surprise
when she suddenly closed her fist.

"Just what do you think you're doing?" she demanded.

"Uh..well. I THINK that I'm putting a ring on your
finger," he said. "What do YOU think I'm doing?"

Buffy sat back, folding her arms across her chest. "Don't
you have something to ask me first?"

He looked dumbfounded. "You mean I have to ASK?"

She nodded vehemently. "Damn right you do."

"But...but you're pregnant," he told her, as though it
was a big surprise to her. "With MY baby!"

"So what?" she said. "You think that means you can
just take me for granted? THIS is the 21st century,
you know. Women have choices. You can't just
assume."

"I thought I could!" he said.

"Well, now you know better," she replied. "This is my
first marriage proposal, so...do it right!"

Spike sighed and knelt beside the bed, holding her
hand in his. "Buffy....

"Yes?"

He shrugged. "You gonna marry me, or what?"

She sat there for a moment, staring at him. "Wow...you
sure know how to sweep a girl off her feet," she said,
pulling her hand back.

He chuckled. "Gonna answer the question, then?"

"I'm not even sure what the question was," she grumbled.

Spike repeated it. "Are YOU..gonna marry ME..or NOT?"

Buffy turned her face away. "Might...might NOT!"

He growled and pounced on her, tickling and nuzzling
her. "All right, all right!" she shrieked. "I'll do it...quit
it!" She held out her hand to him. "Gimme!"

He slipped the ring onto the appropriate finger.

"So, you'll marry me?" he asked, smirking.

"How can I NOT after that romantic proposal?" she
asked sarcastically.

"Good!" He stood up. "Glad it's settled."

Without taking her eyes off her ring, Buffy asked, "Break-
fast?"

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TBC.....





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