FIC: Some Assembly Required (3/??)
Title: Some Assembly Required
Section: Part 3 of ?? (I'm thinking four or five, depending on how long this last section goes)
Category: Angel/BtVS (Lizverse)
Rating: PG due to Language
Pairings: Many. Main pairings are Faith/Wes, Fred/Spike, Buffy/Angel and Lindsey/Cordelia
Summery: A day in the life of the group on the day the newest Wynham-Pryce makes his apperance. Takes place in Lizverse, 7 months after Shattered Glass. Sequel to Addiction, The Perfect Life, Christmas Time Again and Shattered Glass (In that order, although SG is not completed yet)
Warnings: This tends to be extremely fluffy, especially for this particular pairing. There are also children in this fic.
For those of you who haven't read Liz-verse before, It is an AU where Fred never became Ilyria and her and Spike have a 2 year old daughter named Elizabeth (or Lizzie) Bracknall. Buffy and Angel also have a son named Alec Summers. Connor knows who his father is and is apart of the family (even though he's not really in this fic). Spike and Fred are recently married, Lindsey and Cordelia have been dating for about seven months, Willow, Oz and Xander have joined them all in LA. Andrew and Giles are floating around somewhere, I'm sure. Also, Lindsey's yougner brother Jeremy has decided to join the company, and is currently moving into his new office.
The reason I'm posting this is in parts is because it's long. It wasn't chapter to start off with. This has also not been completely beta'd so there may be some changes later on. comments greatly wanted on this due to that fact (and I'm trying to get better on characterization)
~*~
Part 1 Part 2
“Hello?”
“Hey, Mum.”
“Wesley!” Shelia Wyndam-Price exclaimed. “Roger, our son is on the phone.” There was a mutter in the background that sounded like his father responding. “So how are you dear?”
“I’m fine.” A pause. “Faith went into labor a few hours ago.”
“But isn’t she early,” she asked, her voice half concerned and half excited.
“Only by a couple of weeks. She’s fine. Not quite happy at the moment,” he added with a laugh, “but she’s fine.”
“I don’t doubt it. Luckily for your father, he wasn’t in the room when I had you or either of your siblings.”
“How are Nick and Addie?”
“Fine. Eagerly awaiting the arrival of their new nephew.” She could hear some commotion in the background noise of the phone.
“I need to go, Mum. Faith’s throwing things at the doctor again.”
“See you in a few hours then, sweetheart.”
~*~
“Shelia, I don’t think we need to go this instant.”
“Roger, our first grandchild is going to be born in the next couple of hours and I want us to be there!”
“Really, I’m sure they will want some time alone with their son before the ‘family’ descends.”
“They will need our help. Just because you don’t have a great relationship with your son doesn’t mean we shouldn’t go. You need to fix that by the way.”
“He disappointed me. He had two, I repeat, two slayers and he lost both.”
“He lost both because you didn’t train him properly and you didn’t look at the situation with the idea that these girls are people, not a machine or tool you can use any which way you wanted.” This was an old argument between them. Shelia had never approved of the way the Watcher’s Council had handled the situation. Roger had blown off her opinion as being influenced by her friendship with Rupert Giles. He saw her concern as not believing in her son. Which was ironic now since it was Roger who didn’t believe in Wesley.
He, like many of the older watchers, also disapproved of Wesley’s relationship with Faith. She had no problem with her son’s chosen partner or the fact that she was a slayer. In fact she would quite like it if she could call Faith her daughter-in-law. Despite the younger women’s…interesting personality and history, Shelia liked her. Especially since she seemed to care about her son. The watchers of old (who were no longer in control) had another view of the relationship.
They had only one back up for their disapproval other then their ages which were no longer a problem as Faith had been legally an adult for several years now. There had been on known case of a watcher getting involved with his slayer. That slayer had been turned into a vampire. Shelia personally thought that particular event had more to do with the fact that they had switched watchers on the poor girl then the fact that her previous watcher was also her romantic partner.
The council had no say in this case anymore anyway. Not only had Rupert and the newer watched not cared in the slightest (or at least hadn’t made any comments to that affect), Wesley and Faith were just barely part of the new council. No one wanted to risk loosing the longest continuous active slayer to date. And loosing Faith would also mean loosing Buffy, the oldest active slayer and someone who had a lot of influence with the newer generation of slayers. They were both important to the history and the moral of the new council.
“Besides,” she added, “How many times has a slayer given birth?”
“Five, all sons.”
“Ah, interesting.”
“Actually it is, if you think about it,” Roger mused. She smiled. Distract a man by getting him curious. “You’d think that since a slayer is a gender driven role that they would have daughters, but not one slayer to date has given birth to a female child.”
“Well, maybe we can get a granddaughter out of Faith as well,” she responded. Roger sighed, knowing that Shelia could argue with him till he was blue in the face and would only stop then to give him CPR before continuing.
“I wish they’d have at least married before the child was born. It would look a lot better.”
“For whom darling? You or them? Commitment doesn’t need a piece of paper. But I do think they should get married. It would be nice to have Faith officially in the family.”
“Perhaps we should give our son a little hint and present him with your mother’s engagement set. You planned on giving it to Wesley anyway. Perfect opportunity.” She smiled, knowing that at least at this time she had won the argument.
“True, why don’t you get our tickets and I’ll pack.”
~*~
Buffy was just signing Alec out of the courthouse daycare center when Willow caught up with her.
“Buffy!” She looked up at Willow from her crouched position in front of her son, whom she was trying to get to wear his shoes. “You’ll never guess what just happened. Faithishavingthebaby!”
“Whoa…slow down Wills. What was that?”
“Faith is having the baby. As in now.”
“Baby?” Alec asked. “Aunt Faith?”
“Yes, sweetie,” Buffy said to her toddler. “Aunt Faith is going to have a baby.”
“Will she have to wait like we did with Blackie?” Blackie was the Pomeranian puppy Angel and Buffy had bought recently for Alec. They had to wait a few weeks for him to be weaned from his mother and get all his shots. Unfortunately Alec hadn’t realized there was a slight difference between a baby and a puppy.
“No, Sweetheart. But the baby is going to be real small so you will have to wait a little till you play with him,” Buffy answered as the left the courthouse. She turned back to Willow. “When did she go into labor?”
“A few hours ago. Wes says the doctor thinks it will be awhile yet though.”
“The doctor doesn’t know Faith’s a little different then the average first time mother, does he?”
“Nope,” Willow said with a grin. “Last report had her throwing things at him. I suspect he will have realized that by the time we get there. Did you drive or did Angel drop you off?”
“Angel dropped me off.”
“Well, I’ll drive you to the hospital then. Do you think there is a maximum for the people in the waiting rooms?”
“Probably but I’m sure they won’t kick us out, Willow,” Buffy answered with a grin. “They have been expecting us.”
~*~
Oz and Xander went to go tell Angel while Fred searched for her husband. She found Spike in Jeremy MacDonald’s office, helping the new ‘Director of Services’ rearrange his furniture. She smiled and watched the two for awhile before announcing her presence. Jeremy was more laid back about the placement then Spike. Every time Jeremy would leave something crooked, Spike would straighten it. Fred had always found that quirk of his to be humorous.
Her light laugh attracted their attention and both men smiled. Jeremy reached her first and gave her a big hug. She returned it with a smile. Unlike his older brother, Jeremy was a lot more demonstrative. Lindsey was more subtle about letting you know how he felt and with the exception of his brother and now Cordelia, he was more likely just to say hello rather then hug someone.
Once he let go, she got a hug from her husband and a kiss on her forehead.
“What’s up, love?”
“Looks like the guest of honor won’t be appearing tonight,” she began. “Faith went into labor earlier this afternoon.”
“Wow, talk about timing.” Jeremy said with a smile. “Now she gets to miss her surprise party.” Everyone was quite aware that Faith didn’t like surprise parties and only Cordelia and Buffy thought it had been a good idea to have it anyway.
“Well, I doubt she did this on purpose,” Fred said teasingly. Jeremy didn’t say anything but he did smile back at her. Spike and Jeremy returned to fixing the last of the furniture while the conversation continued.
“Did they come up with a name yet?” Spike asked.
“Not that I know of.” I do know that Dawn’s suggestion of Jr. will not be used. Faith was adamant about that.”
“Poor kid.” Jeremy commented. “He’s got to have the nuttiest family ever. He’s got a slayer as a mother, a watcher who claims not to be a watcher as a father and a series of relatives that may or may not be completely human let alone blood related. He’s never going to know what normal is.”
“Well, it will be normal for him. He’s got Lizzie and Alec to play with and later this one,” Fred said pointing to her own slightly rounded stomach. They had decided to let this one be a surprise and not learn the gender of the baby. Although for some reason both Spike and Lizzie felt it was going to be a boy. “So he’ll have someone who is in the same situation as he is in to relate to.”
“True enough. I’ve heard all the babies are making Cordelia want to have one of her own,” Jeremy added with a smile.
“Lindsey or Harmony.”
“Harmony of course, although Lindsey has mentioned that he’s afraid she’ll ask for one soon.”
“He doesn’t want kids?”
“Oh, he does. He’s just not too sure he’s ready for one right now. Maybe in a couple of years. Although he may not have a choice in the matter if Harmony the all-knowing secretary has guessed correctly that Cordelia’s already pregnant.”
“And how would Harmony know that? Although I’ve seen her buy some clothes today that I know are not for a boy. Maybe Harmony is right and Cordelia is planning on having a little girl. It would be nice having all the kids in the same age group.”
“Well, don’t tell Lindsey because I’m not too sure he’d be happy when he finally hears about it,” Jeremy continued. “Especially if everyone knows before he does. I bet they do have a girl.”
“Just as long as they don’t name her after either parent, I think they’d make great parents. Cordelia would get someone who doesn’t mind her fashion advice and Lindsey would get daddy’s little princess.” Spike commented with a smile. “I bet she knows the main statutes of the law and the top five designers by the time she’s two.”
Fred laughed at the image of a little girl arguing her position in a debate on whether Givenchy or Dior was more productive.
“She’d be cute that’s for sure.”
“Yeah. My brother and his girlfriend are not lacking in good looks,” Jeremy stated. “Mom would be ecstatic if Lindsey settled down. She’s been worried about him. She adores Cordelia too and has been dropping hints about not being objectionable towards planning a wedding.”
“Does she know about Cordelia’s party skills at all? She’ll become a bridezilla.”
“I don’t know about that,” Fred said still smiling. “She’s calmed down a lot from Sunnydale from all accounts. She wasn’t too bad at the shower till Xander started messing the flower arrangements on purpose.”
~*~
There was one thing that always made Lindsey worry…when Cordelia was silent. And the entire trip to the hospital she hadn’t spoken a word. Not only that but she kept staring out the window with this worried look on her face.
“Something wrong,” he asked as he finished parking the car.
“No,” she said as she got out. “Just thinking.”
“About what?”
“Kids. Having them and all that.”
“Understandable, considering.”
“Did you ever think about it?”
“Having kids?” Cordelia nodded. “Well, sure I guess. Not really something I’ve spent a lot of time dwelling on, but I suppose later down the line I’d want one or two.” He frowned at her expression. It still had that worried expression. “Why?”
“No reason.”
“Liar.” That was one thing about their relationship. Both were good at hiding when they were lying (she the actress, he the lawyer) but they never seemed to be able to do it with each other. This made things alright in the end, because sometimes it was so easy to slip into the act of what they wanted to be instead of what they were.
She turned around to look at him with a glare. He just looked back, knowing eventually she’d tell him what was wrong. And he was right.”
“I might be pregnant,” she said after a few moments. She turned around and started walking towards the welcome desk, leaving him stunned behind her. He had expected something about getting older and seeing all her friends being married and having kids, not that she might be pregnant.
“Might be?” he asked when he caught up with her as she got directions to the maternity ward waiting room.
“Might be. I haven’t had the courage to actually get the test yet. Hence why I wasn’t about to tell you anything.”
“What were you going to do if I said I never wanted kids?” That had bothered him for some reason.
“Been upset, probably. Besides, it might just be stress.” She paused in the middle of the hallway. “I’m hoping its just stress. I’d loose my figure.”
Lindsey just sighed, deciding he’d think about this more when he was alone and could think about it. He didn’t want to think about the fact that she had practically said she didn’t want to have kids, and that it had hurt for some reason.
~*~
Blake Edward Wyndam-Pryce was born at 11:24 pm, with family and friends around. Faith was very happy to have that experience behind her and told her boyfriend quite blankly that it would not be repeated. She was surprised though that she felt so happy to be holding the baby afterwards. He already had some hair on his head, blue eyes (Everyone said they would probably change, but she kind of hoped they’d stay blue), and all the fingers and toes he should have. The doctors said he was perfectly healthy, despite being a little early, and probably could go home as soon as the next day, depending on how Faith checked out.
She knew full well she’d be better then ok. Granted, the doctors didn’t know she was a slayer and even if they did, slayers rarely lived long enough to have children so the case history was a little thin. Buffy had looked up previous cases when she had gotten pregnant with Aiden and found that only four slayers in the history of Slayer-dom had given birth before her…and all the sons. So it had been expected that her child would be a boy. She had hoped it would have been a girl just to mess up the precedent.
She relaxed against the pillow, watching as father and son bonded. Despite feeling tired, she wanted to watch them walking back and forth near the door of the room. She never expected this…this warm, happy feeling. Just knowing her family was nearby.
This mushy feeling. She squinted her nose at that thought but was soon distracted when Blake began to cry; already hungry again.
Section: Part 3 of ?? (I'm thinking four or five, depending on how long this last section goes)
Category: Angel/BtVS (Lizverse)
Rating: PG due to Language
Pairings: Many. Main pairings are Faith/Wes, Fred/Spike, Buffy/Angel and Lindsey/Cordelia
Summery: A day in the life of the group on the day the newest Wynham-Pryce makes his apperance. Takes place in Lizverse, 7 months after Shattered Glass. Sequel to Addiction, The Perfect Life, Christmas Time Again and Shattered Glass (In that order, although SG is not completed yet)
Warnings: This tends to be extremely fluffy, especially for this particular pairing. There are also children in this fic.
For those of you who haven't read Liz-verse before, It is an AU where Fred never became Ilyria and her and Spike have a 2 year old daughter named Elizabeth (or Lizzie) Bracknall. Buffy and Angel also have a son named Alec Summers. Connor knows who his father is and is apart of the family (even though he's not really in this fic). Spike and Fred are recently married, Lindsey and Cordelia have been dating for about seven months, Willow, Oz and Xander have joined them all in LA. Andrew and Giles are floating around somewhere, I'm sure. Also, Lindsey's yougner brother Jeremy has decided to join the company, and is currently moving into his new office.
The reason I'm posting this is in parts is because it's long. It wasn't chapter to start off with. This has also not been completely beta'd so there may be some changes later on. comments greatly wanted on this due to that fact (and I'm trying to get better on characterization)
~*~
Part 1 Part 2
“Hello?”
“Hey, Mum.”
“Wesley!” Shelia Wyndam-Price exclaimed. “Roger, our son is on the phone.” There was a mutter in the background that sounded like his father responding. “So how are you dear?”
“I’m fine.” A pause. “Faith went into labor a few hours ago.”
“But isn’t she early,” she asked, her voice half concerned and half excited.
“Only by a couple of weeks. She’s fine. Not quite happy at the moment,” he added with a laugh, “but she’s fine.”
“I don’t doubt it. Luckily for your father, he wasn’t in the room when I had you or either of your siblings.”
“How are Nick and Addie?”
“Fine. Eagerly awaiting the arrival of their new nephew.” She could hear some commotion in the background noise of the phone.
“I need to go, Mum. Faith’s throwing things at the doctor again.”
“See you in a few hours then, sweetheart.”
~*~
“Shelia, I don’t think we need to go this instant.”
“Roger, our first grandchild is going to be born in the next couple of hours and I want us to be there!”
“Really, I’m sure they will want some time alone with their son before the ‘family’ descends.”
“They will need our help. Just because you don’t have a great relationship with your son doesn’t mean we shouldn’t go. You need to fix that by the way.”
“He disappointed me. He had two, I repeat, two slayers and he lost both.”
“He lost both because you didn’t train him properly and you didn’t look at the situation with the idea that these girls are people, not a machine or tool you can use any which way you wanted.” This was an old argument between them. Shelia had never approved of the way the Watcher’s Council had handled the situation. Roger had blown off her opinion as being influenced by her friendship with Rupert Giles. He saw her concern as not believing in her son. Which was ironic now since it was Roger who didn’t believe in Wesley.
He, like many of the older watchers, also disapproved of Wesley’s relationship with Faith. She had no problem with her son’s chosen partner or the fact that she was a slayer. In fact she would quite like it if she could call Faith her daughter-in-law. Despite the younger women’s…interesting personality and history, Shelia liked her. Especially since she seemed to care about her son. The watchers of old (who were no longer in control) had another view of the relationship.
They had only one back up for their disapproval other then their ages which were no longer a problem as Faith had been legally an adult for several years now. There had been on known case of a watcher getting involved with his slayer. That slayer had been turned into a vampire. Shelia personally thought that particular event had more to do with the fact that they had switched watchers on the poor girl then the fact that her previous watcher was also her romantic partner.
The council had no say in this case anymore anyway. Not only had Rupert and the newer watched not cared in the slightest (or at least hadn’t made any comments to that affect), Wesley and Faith were just barely part of the new council. No one wanted to risk loosing the longest continuous active slayer to date. And loosing Faith would also mean loosing Buffy, the oldest active slayer and someone who had a lot of influence with the newer generation of slayers. They were both important to the history and the moral of the new council.
“Besides,” she added, “How many times has a slayer given birth?”
“Five, all sons.”
“Ah, interesting.”
“Actually it is, if you think about it,” Roger mused. She smiled. Distract a man by getting him curious. “You’d think that since a slayer is a gender driven role that they would have daughters, but not one slayer to date has given birth to a female child.”
“Well, maybe we can get a granddaughter out of Faith as well,” she responded. Roger sighed, knowing that Shelia could argue with him till he was blue in the face and would only stop then to give him CPR before continuing.
“I wish they’d have at least married before the child was born. It would look a lot better.”
“For whom darling? You or them? Commitment doesn’t need a piece of paper. But I do think they should get married. It would be nice to have Faith officially in the family.”
“Perhaps we should give our son a little hint and present him with your mother’s engagement set. You planned on giving it to Wesley anyway. Perfect opportunity.” She smiled, knowing that at least at this time she had won the argument.
“True, why don’t you get our tickets and I’ll pack.”
~*~
Buffy was just signing Alec out of the courthouse daycare center when Willow caught up with her.
“Buffy!” She looked up at Willow from her crouched position in front of her son, whom she was trying to get to wear his shoes. “You’ll never guess what just happened. Faithishavingthebaby!”
“Whoa…slow down Wills. What was that?”
“Faith is having the baby. As in now.”
“Baby?” Alec asked. “Aunt Faith?”
“Yes, sweetie,” Buffy said to her toddler. “Aunt Faith is going to have a baby.”
“Will she have to wait like we did with Blackie?” Blackie was the Pomeranian puppy Angel and Buffy had bought recently for Alec. They had to wait a few weeks for him to be weaned from his mother and get all his shots. Unfortunately Alec hadn’t realized there was a slight difference between a baby and a puppy.
“No, Sweetheart. But the baby is going to be real small so you will have to wait a little till you play with him,” Buffy answered as the left the courthouse. She turned back to Willow. “When did she go into labor?”
“A few hours ago. Wes says the doctor thinks it will be awhile yet though.”
“The doctor doesn’t know Faith’s a little different then the average first time mother, does he?”
“Nope,” Willow said with a grin. “Last report had her throwing things at him. I suspect he will have realized that by the time we get there. Did you drive or did Angel drop you off?”
“Angel dropped me off.”
“Well, I’ll drive you to the hospital then. Do you think there is a maximum for the people in the waiting rooms?”
“Probably but I’m sure they won’t kick us out, Willow,” Buffy answered with a grin. “They have been expecting us.”
~*~
Oz and Xander went to go tell Angel while Fred searched for her husband. She found Spike in Jeremy MacDonald’s office, helping the new ‘Director of Services’ rearrange his furniture. She smiled and watched the two for awhile before announcing her presence. Jeremy was more laid back about the placement then Spike. Every time Jeremy would leave something crooked, Spike would straighten it. Fred had always found that quirk of his to be humorous.
Her light laugh attracted their attention and both men smiled. Jeremy reached her first and gave her a big hug. She returned it with a smile. Unlike his older brother, Jeremy was a lot more demonstrative. Lindsey was more subtle about letting you know how he felt and with the exception of his brother and now Cordelia, he was more likely just to say hello rather then hug someone.
Once he let go, she got a hug from her husband and a kiss on her forehead.
“What’s up, love?”
“Looks like the guest of honor won’t be appearing tonight,” she began. “Faith went into labor earlier this afternoon.”
“Wow, talk about timing.” Jeremy said with a smile. “Now she gets to miss her surprise party.” Everyone was quite aware that Faith didn’t like surprise parties and only Cordelia and Buffy thought it had been a good idea to have it anyway.
“Well, I doubt she did this on purpose,” Fred said teasingly. Jeremy didn’t say anything but he did smile back at her. Spike and Jeremy returned to fixing the last of the furniture while the conversation continued.
“Did they come up with a name yet?” Spike asked.
“Not that I know of.” I do know that Dawn’s suggestion of Jr. will not be used. Faith was adamant about that.”
“Poor kid.” Jeremy commented. “He’s got to have the nuttiest family ever. He’s got a slayer as a mother, a watcher who claims not to be a watcher as a father and a series of relatives that may or may not be completely human let alone blood related. He’s never going to know what normal is.”
“Well, it will be normal for him. He’s got Lizzie and Alec to play with and later this one,” Fred said pointing to her own slightly rounded stomach. They had decided to let this one be a surprise and not learn the gender of the baby. Although for some reason both Spike and Lizzie felt it was going to be a boy. “So he’ll have someone who is in the same situation as he is in to relate to.”
“True enough. I’ve heard all the babies are making Cordelia want to have one of her own,” Jeremy added with a smile.
“Lindsey or Harmony.”
“Harmony of course, although Lindsey has mentioned that he’s afraid she’ll ask for one soon.”
“He doesn’t want kids?”
“Oh, he does. He’s just not too sure he’s ready for one right now. Maybe in a couple of years. Although he may not have a choice in the matter if Harmony the all-knowing secretary has guessed correctly that Cordelia’s already pregnant.”
“And how would Harmony know that? Although I’ve seen her buy some clothes today that I know are not for a boy. Maybe Harmony is right and Cordelia is planning on having a little girl. It would be nice having all the kids in the same age group.”
“Well, don’t tell Lindsey because I’m not too sure he’d be happy when he finally hears about it,” Jeremy continued. “Especially if everyone knows before he does. I bet they do have a girl.”
“Just as long as they don’t name her after either parent, I think they’d make great parents. Cordelia would get someone who doesn’t mind her fashion advice and Lindsey would get daddy’s little princess.” Spike commented with a smile. “I bet she knows the main statutes of the law and the top five designers by the time she’s two.”
Fred laughed at the image of a little girl arguing her position in a debate on whether Givenchy or Dior was more productive.
“She’d be cute that’s for sure.”
“Yeah. My brother and his girlfriend are not lacking in good looks,” Jeremy stated. “Mom would be ecstatic if Lindsey settled down. She’s been worried about him. She adores Cordelia too and has been dropping hints about not being objectionable towards planning a wedding.”
“Does she know about Cordelia’s party skills at all? She’ll become a bridezilla.”
“I don’t know about that,” Fred said still smiling. “She’s calmed down a lot from Sunnydale from all accounts. She wasn’t too bad at the shower till Xander started messing the flower arrangements on purpose.”
~*~
There was one thing that always made Lindsey worry…when Cordelia was silent. And the entire trip to the hospital she hadn’t spoken a word. Not only that but she kept staring out the window with this worried look on her face.
“Something wrong,” he asked as he finished parking the car.
“No,” she said as she got out. “Just thinking.”
“About what?”
“Kids. Having them and all that.”
“Understandable, considering.”
“Did you ever think about it?”
“Having kids?” Cordelia nodded. “Well, sure I guess. Not really something I’ve spent a lot of time dwelling on, but I suppose later down the line I’d want one or two.” He frowned at her expression. It still had that worried expression. “Why?”
“No reason.”
“Liar.” That was one thing about their relationship. Both were good at hiding when they were lying (she the actress, he the lawyer) but they never seemed to be able to do it with each other. This made things alright in the end, because sometimes it was so easy to slip into the act of what they wanted to be instead of what they were.
She turned around to look at him with a glare. He just looked back, knowing eventually she’d tell him what was wrong. And he was right.”
“I might be pregnant,” she said after a few moments. She turned around and started walking towards the welcome desk, leaving him stunned behind her. He had expected something about getting older and seeing all her friends being married and having kids, not that she might be pregnant.
“Might be?” he asked when he caught up with her as she got directions to the maternity ward waiting room.
“Might be. I haven’t had the courage to actually get the test yet. Hence why I wasn’t about to tell you anything.”
“What were you going to do if I said I never wanted kids?” That had bothered him for some reason.
“Been upset, probably. Besides, it might just be stress.” She paused in the middle of the hallway. “I’m hoping its just stress. I’d loose my figure.”
Lindsey just sighed, deciding he’d think about this more when he was alone and could think about it. He didn’t want to think about the fact that she had practically said she didn’t want to have kids, and that it had hurt for some reason.
~*~
Blake Edward Wyndam-Pryce was born at 11:24 pm, with family and friends around. Faith was very happy to have that experience behind her and told her boyfriend quite blankly that it would not be repeated. She was surprised though that she felt so happy to be holding the baby afterwards. He already had some hair on his head, blue eyes (Everyone said they would probably change, but she kind of hoped they’d stay blue), and all the fingers and toes he should have. The doctors said he was perfectly healthy, despite being a little early, and probably could go home as soon as the next day, depending on how Faith checked out.
She knew full well she’d be better then ok. Granted, the doctors didn’t know she was a slayer and even if they did, slayers rarely lived long enough to have children so the case history was a little thin. Buffy had looked up previous cases when she had gotten pregnant with Aiden and found that only four slayers in the history of Slayer-dom had given birth before her…and all the sons. So it had been expected that her child would be a boy. She had hoped it would have been a girl just to mess up the precedent.
She relaxed against the pillow, watching as father and son bonded. Despite feeling tired, she wanted to watch them walking back and forth near the door of the room. She never expected this…this warm, happy feeling. Just knowing her family was nearby.
This mushy feeling. She squinted her nose at that thought but was soon distracted when Blake began to cry; already hungry again.