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A baby. Darla had a baby and I'm pretty sure the kid is mine. Not like we have time to run a DNA test, but the kid looks like me. Besides, it makes more sense for Darla to have been pregnant by me before she was turned than to have gotten pregnant by Angel after she was a vampire. I turned my son's mother into a vampire. This is like a bad Jerry Springer episode.
Maybe he'll understand when he gets older. I can break it to him when I explain about why you always use a condom during sex. Don't make Daddy have to convince Mama to turn you into a vampire because otherwise you'll die from a bad sexually transmitted disease. Oh yeah, we're talking a perfectly normal family here.
Darla is resting now. Upstairs in one of the rooms. I've been holding our son. We haven't named him yet, but that will happen soon enough. Right now, we have to figure out how to protect the baby and Darla from the firm. They sent me here for a reason. I doubt it was so I could settle down with Darla and raise our child.
Things are already tense in the hotel. Angel fucked up and has Cordelia pissed off and Faith is running around here some place, probably planning to kick my ass for that prison thing. Maybe I should be more worried about what is going to happen to us, but all I can do right now is stare at my son while he holds on tight to my finger and sleeps.
I'm a father.
This changes everything.
Maybe he'll understand when he gets older. I can break it to him when I explain about why you always use a condom during sex. Don't make Daddy have to convince Mama to turn you into a vampire because otherwise you'll die from a bad sexually transmitted disease. Oh yeah, we're talking a perfectly normal family here.
Darla is resting now. Upstairs in one of the rooms. I've been holding our son. We haven't named him yet, but that will happen soon enough. Right now, we have to figure out how to protect the baby and Darla from the firm. They sent me here for a reason. I doubt it was so I could settle down with Darla and raise our child.
Things are already tense in the hotel. Angel fucked up and has Cordelia pissed off and Faith is running around here some place, probably planning to kick my ass for that prison thing. Maybe I should be more worried about what is going to happen to us, but all I can do right now is stare at my son while he holds on tight to my finger and sleeps.
I'm a father.
This changes everything.