Buffy hated flying.
She'd
left her phone number just in case people needed to talk to her, but she was figuring most of the people that needed to talk to her were the ones she was on her way to go and see. That aside, she'd brought her iPod with her and was listening to some music when some guy next to her tried to hit on her
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"Granddaughter?" So this was the daughter Kara had that she'd heard about. Buffy reached out a hand and touched the girl's cheek, biting her lower lip to stay calm. She had to stay calm and in control for Angel. He needed some semblance of normalcy, not more crap from a crying-overemotional-Buffy who suddenly had pangs in her womb and realized she could never have this, never have this family that he'd built and made, never be anything close to normal even though Angel was normal while she was The Slayer. Not "a" Slayer, but "The", because she was the infamous Buffy Summers, and so even if she wanted to be a mom (which she'd be horrible at, she knew, look at Dawnie), she couldn't.
Besides, there was a really short list of people she'd want to have as the dad. Uber-short. She choked it all back and tried to focus on why she was there. Help. Right. She could do this. "She's just beautiful, Angel," she told him, and it wasn ( ... )
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