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Sitting together curled up on the couch Buffy and William sat watching the end of one of many movies they had been watching that night. Just over a month had gone by since their first date and the nightmare of Dawn being taken hostage. Thankfully the attacks had started to lessen although this did nothing to sooth Buffy’s nerves. In fact it made her feel more nervous. Things don’t go quiet without a reason. It felt like something big was coming. However, Buffy chose to let those thoughts drift away as she sat, snuggled in William’s warm embrace feeling safe and warm. She always felt safe with him; it was like everything was ok if he was there.

Thankfully Willow and Tara had figured out and put up a supernatural alarm system that not only alerted them to the presence of something demonic on the property but also prevented anything demonic from entering the house. This of course helped Buffy tremendously to actually sleep better at night when William was out patrolling. The last month had resulted in Buffy and William becoming even closer, if it were possible. They were making the extra effort to spend all their free time with one another. Buffy knew in some ways that even though William would say he wanted to be close to the baby, to feel her movements; it was a ploy to be close to her too. Not that she minded. They had yet to move forward though each too scared they might say the wrong thing to upset the other person.

Watching the movie credits start to roll Buffy yawned softly, stretching as she stood from the couch. William smiled as he watched her waddle over to the DVD player. She had gotten quite big now with only five weeks to go. She turned to look at him a small smile on her face, her eyebrows raised.

"And what’s so funny?" She asked. William stood from the couch and walked over to her, embracing her by wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Just the way you were walking just now." His blue eyes twinkled and Buffy knew he meant nothing by it.

"Uh huh." She smirked back at him. She still couldn't believe this was her life, how had this all happened? How had she got here? Every part of her still felt unworthy but every part of her was also so grateful, she couldn't be happier, she was going to be a mother soon and she was finally with the man of her dreams. William let one arm drop from her waist while sliding the other around further, stepping beside her.

"You know..." She started. They both walked back to the couch, almost walking in time. William removed his hand and allowed Buffy to sit back down before he sat down beside her. He looked at her questionably, silently urging Buffy to continue.

"We haven't talked about names yet."

“What?”

“Names for the baby. We haven’t even discussed it yet.” Buffy lightly grazed her hand over her swollen tummy lovingly.

"Oh Buffy I am so sorry. With everything being so crazy around here, the thought hasn’t even crossed my mind." William slapped himself on the forehead and Buffy let out a little giggle.

"Well luckily I have... I was thinking we could call her Elizabeth, after who I use to be. For her middle name I was thinking maybe Joyce after her grandma. You know if that’s ok with you."

"Elizabeth Joyce Summers... I love it." he replied grinning.

"Yeah?"

"Defiantly." The pair smiled at each other happily. Caught up in the feeling, William felt himself move his face towards Buffy wanting to kiss her luscious lips. Buffy could feel her skin go hot and her lips begun to tingle with anticipation. She actually wanted this from him; she wasn’t going to fight it not now. After what seemed like an eternity their lips met in a heated battle, their kisses were slow at first but quickly intensified. They pulled at each other desperately but lovingly, wanting to be closer to each other.

William gently guided Buffy to lie down on the couch, making sure she was resting on her side as she liked. William slid down beside her, never once breaking their kiss. He let his hand run though her hair before pulling Buffy closer still, pulling her deeper into their kiss.

Buffy felt a shiver run though her entire body as William ran his hand lightly down her leg. The silk of her nightie tickled her thigh briefly before she felt William’s hand daringly slip under for a moment. Buffy let out a small moan, which encouraged William to move his hand up her thigh and around to her ass, squeezing it gently though her panties. Breaking their kiss, William moved his kisses to Buffy’s neck hearing her moan once again. She unthinkingly grounded her hot mound into him making William groan himself. He could feel his member throbbing in anticipation with each time Buffy grounded herself into him and could feel her heat so close to his hand. Slipping his hand under her panties, he let his fingers graze the cheek of her ass while Buffy moaned softly in his ear again and again with each grinding she gave him. Without thought, he moved his hand down to her quim, lightly brushing his fingertips on her outer lips before sliding one down into her hot wet folds, brushing against her clit.

At this Buffy’s eyes shot open and before William knew what was happening he was flat on his back on the floor and Buffy was standing. William looked up at her confused and shocked. He was sure she had wanted him like he wanted her. That she ached to be with him just like he ached to be with her.

"I'm sorry..." Buffy started but William quickly stopped her. Standing he refused to let her hurt him again with her words and explanations of why they can't be together.

"Just stop, don't even bother." He snapped storming for the front door grabbing his jacket and slipping it on.

"Spike wait. I was just going to say..." But before she could finish she was faced with door slamming in her face and William storming out into the night.

"That I want to take things slow." She finished, sighing. She had to let him know that she wasn’t mad with him and that she did want him. Grabbing her long jacket and running out the front door she hoped to catch him before he got too far. She stood at the end of the footpath looking for him but of course he was no where to be seen. Buffy looked up at the sky at the sound of thunder watching as it started to rain heavily around her.

"Perfect." She sighed. She couldn't blame him for assuming that she was pushing him away again. That hadn't been her intention at all she just didn't want to screw this up. If they where going to be together she wanted to get it right, to take things slow. She realized the love she felt for him was real and wanted nothing more then to be with him. Thinking she should really get out of the rain, her thoughts where cut short when her senses went into over drive. Her skin went cold and the hair on the back of her neck stood on end. Something dark, evil and foul stood behind her growling. She silently cursed herself for running out of the house alone. The protection barrier stopped at the front steps she knew. Buffy felt her blood run cold as the shadow spoke.

"Hello lover." It drawled. Buffy turned towards the voice, that very familiar voice her breath catching as the lighting flashed to reveal the intruder. Looking into the eyes she knew all too well, so dark and cold. His eyes alone could lead you straight to hell. For her he had actually had once. Fear gripped Buffy now and she felt her hands instinctively wrap around her stomach protectively as a clap of thunder boomed overhead.

"Angelus." She whispered. Lighting lit up the sky again and she saw the vampire smirk at her before everything went dark. He then struck with such speed and force Buffy barely felt the pain of the blow he had delivered to her head before her world turned black, leaving her to slump to the wet footpath unconscious.

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William had made it to the cemetery when he got the same cold chill that had come over him before about three months ago. Buffy was in trouble. The feeling was stronger then before but none the less real. It was almost like they shared some sort of supernatural connection since she had fallen pregnant. He knew when she was sad or hurt or scared and he had learnt to trust it. Sprinting back to his house in record time he found the front door open slightly. Stepping inside he called out to her franticly. Getting no answer, he searched the entire house unable to find her. Panic gripped him painfully now as he noticed her jacket missing from her coat hook and that the demon alarm had been activated.

The phone suddenly rang shrilly in his ears and he scampered to answer it.

"Buffy?" He breathed out, hoping it was her.

"It's Drusilla. I’m guessing from the panic in your voice that Buffy isn't there." The voice replied also sounding concerned.

"No we had a... disagreement. I stormed out on her and... I have this really bad feeling that something’s wrong Dru."

"I’m afraid I just got word that Angelus is in Sunnydale. In fact he knows about Buffy being pregnant and he is none too pleased."

"Oh god." This had been the one thing William had been dreading. Angelus, Buffy’s sire. The vampire that had been tortured by Drusilla so much she had driven him crazy before she turned him. He knew the story all too well. Drusilla had first had tormented him by slowly picking off his family members one by one until he fled to a convent. She had followed him unknowingly and waited for him to take his Holy Orders before she turned him. There was only 40 years difference between the pair. When Drusilla had been cursed with her soul it drove Angelus into a maddened rage. Then there was Darla, Drusilla’s sire. Almost 400 years old when William had met her. Drusilla had killed her about 5 years ago in order to save his life. William knew though, that when Angelus had turned Buffy that he had so he could have a mate. That alone was enough to fear him. William had never had a one on one face off with the vampire but knowing his past history he was concerned for both Buffy and their unborn child. He knew he had to find them and fast. Drusilla’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Cordy had a vision of Buffy being struck on the head out the front of your house. She didn't see by whom but I don't think we need many guesses on whom it was... I’m heading your way Spike. I should be there soon. In the mean time do you think you could get Willow to do a locator spell?" She suggested.

"Dru, that’s an excellent idea."


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