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Chapter 21


Buffy dressed in her favorite maternity jeans and a white turtleneck
sweater. The Lamaze classes that she had signed up for were only offered on
a Friday night, and the temperature was rapidly dropping as winter
approached. Buffy had left the curl in her hair from her shower that
morning and quickly ran a brush through it as the doorbell rang. Buffy
made her way down the stairs and answered the door, smiling at Spike as he
stood nervously. They hadn’t seen each other since the baby shower, and it
was obvious he wasn’t sure how to act around her.

“You ready?” Buffy asked, grabbing her coat.

“Let’s go, luv.” Spike grasped Buffy’s elbow and helped her out of the
house and down the front steps.

“You know, everyone’s treating me like I’m made of glass,” Buffy said as
Spike opened the car door for her. “I’m not going to break.”

“I know that,” Spike replied, leaning close to whisper in her ear. “You’re
worth a hell of a lot more than glass, baby.”

Buffy felt the tingles rush up and down her spine at the feel of him so
close to her. Spike shut the door after Buffy climbed in and jogged around
to the other side. Starting the car, Buffy jumped slightly when she felt
his hand take hers in a loose hold. She stared out of the window and smiled
at the fact that he was touching her.

* * * * *

Buffy had to suppress numerous giggles as the Lamaze instructor ordered all
the coaches to perform the breathing exercises, to get a better understanding of what the women would be going through.

“Laugh it up, Goldilocks,” Spike muttered under his breath when he saw Buffy
smother yet another laugh.

“Now, Spikey, no talking,” Buffy said. “You have to concentrate on getting
that baby out.”

Spike shot her a glare as he continued the heavy breathing.

“Good job, coaches,” the instructor called from the middle of the circle.

Spike had nearly walked out when they had arrived and he discovered that the
instructor was a man. He didn’t understand how a man could properly coach the correct procedures of having a baby. Buffy had firmly held his hand, arguing that if her OB/GYN was a man, then surely it wouldn’t matter if the
teacher was. Besides, she liked Lorne. He had a friendly demeanor that made her feel at ease with any situation.

As the class ended, Buffy gave Lorne a hug.

“Now you be sure and let me know when those babies get here, cupcake,” Lorne told her. “I definitely want to see the beautiful children you and sugarplum bring into the world.”

“No problem, Lorne,” Buffy said as she grabbed Spike’s sleeve and dragged
him out of the room. “See you next class.”

As they entered the hallway, Spike looked down at Buffy. “I know he didn’t
just call me sugarplum.”

“Of course not, cupcake,” Buffy said with an innocent look.

Spike growled at her, wrapping his arms around her waist as she laughed.
“Have you had dinner, luv?”

“Um…not exactly.”

Spike turned her around, keeping his arms wrapped around her waist as he
stared at her. “What about lunch?”

“Yeah, I had something.”

Spike raised an eyebrow in question as she sighed.

“I did.”

She saw Spike’s jaw tick as he tried to control whatever he was about to
say. “Come on, Buffy.”

As Spike took her hand, Buffy felt herself practically being dragged down
the hallway. “Spike, where are we going?”

“To get you some food.”

Buffy sighed as he pulled her out of the building and opened his car door
for her. “I can grab something at home, Spike.”

“I know you can, but you won’t.”

“Look, I’ve been keeping a close eye on my weight to make sure I’m gaining enough. The nutritionist I talk
to at every doctor's appointment says that I’m fine, so don’t worry about me,
okay? Sometimes I would just rather sleep than do anything else.”

“Well, guess what, Summers? You’re not asleep, so we’re feeding my babies.”

Buffy knew it would be smarter to stay quiet, so she simply got in the car.

* * * * *

Buffy and Spike were soon sitting in an Italian restaurant. Spike took the
liberty of ordering a giant plate of pasta for Buffy, complete with bread
and salad. He watched Buffy carefully as she picked at what was left of her
pasta, scooting it around her plate with a strange expression on her face.

“What’s wrong, pet?”

“Hmm?”

Spike smiled gently at her when she raised her eyes to his. “What’s wrong?”

“Oh…just…a lot on my mind.”

“Such as?”

Buffy sighed, biting her lip for a moment before she spoke. “Do you think
I’ll be a good mom, Spike?” she asked with tears in her eyes.

Spike was up in an instant, sliding in next to her to wrap her in his arms.
“You’ll be a wonderful mom, Goldilocks,” he whispered reassuringly into her ear.

Buffy felt her heart speed up as Spike gently tilted her chin up before
slowly moving toward her lips.

“More wine, sir?”

Buffy had to suppress a giggle at the untimely waiter. The look on Spike’s
face was priceless. “No,” he practically growled through clenched teeth.

Buffy smiled as the man quickly rushed away before cuddling closer to
Spike. It had been so long since she was able to take comfort in anyone
this way, and Buffy relished the feel of his arms wrapping her in a snug
embrace. After a few minutes of comfortable silence and just enjoying the
feel of the other person, Buffy pulled away slightly to look up into his
eyes.

“You know, we’re going to have to pick out some names pretty soon.”

“Well, one thing’s for sure, we’re not naming our son William. Poncey
name,” he muttered under his breath.

“I like William,” Buffy said softly. The double meaning wasn’t lost on
Spike as he looked down into her shining eyes.

“So, what are our choices?” Spike asked after a few moments.

For the next hour, Buffy and Spike discussed a wide array of names, ranging
from the classics to the hilarious before coming to a decision. Anyone who
looked over at the table couldn’t help but smile at the happy couple.



A/N Just a few quick notes. First- I won’t be updating “Mixed Emotions” today. It won’t be updated until Tuesday (when the next chapter of “It Matters to Me” will also be out). I know, I’ve spoiled you all with my daily updates, but I need a break every now and then :-) Please don’t complain, it won’t do any good- My parents are coming to town and they have been out of the country for over two months, so I will be spending time with them. Also, I would like to give a big thank you to Nosferatu for the wonderful Cover Art that she created for “Mixed Emotions.” Make sure you go to http://www.unseenshadows.4t.com/ashlee and take a look at it. (Don’t get it confused with my cover art, hers is much more elaborate.) And finally, the Tagboard on the site is now working, so if you like the site, please let Steph and me know!





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