Mickey and Silvia
Author: Titti
E-mail: titti_adriano@h...
Ships: Spike and Angel
Rating: NC-17 for the series.
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Spoilers: Season 5 BtVS/Season 2 Angel to be safe but it's mostly AU
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Part 16

April 22, 2002

Angel had to go to Nevada for some slaying. Now the PTB are giving us interstate jurisdiction on the frigging demon population. Anyway, I decided to go with him and they have been the worse four days of my existence. Now I know why pregnant people shouldn't travel. My back feels like a truck went through it a few times. My legs look like I've followed a strict steroid diet from how swollen they have become. The contractions are becoming a constant experience. Doctor says that they are a preparation but I still don't give a damn. I'm a fucking vampire I should not feel so lousy. Thank Satan we are almost home and I'm almost due.

"I swear I'm going to kiss the effing ground like the Pope when we get home."

"You're not Catholic. And I don't think you can bend that much."

"Shut up. I want to see you as big as a whale."

So we keep arguing for the rest of the way. It's not even a fight. I think we just do it out of habit. We finally reach the Hyperion. I can't wait to just jump in our tub and not move until I'm ready to give birth. Of course, nothing ever goes the way I want.

"Angelus tell me why everyone is standing in our home. I'm tired, I want to take a bath and lay down. I am going to kill somebody if you don't get them out. NOW."

Okay so I'm not behaving as I should, but I really don't care if the Scooby Gang decided to pay a visit. I love these humans, but I'm on the brink of tears. I am too tired to deal with anything. Another contraction hits me and my hands fly straight to my stomach. Angel pulls me close and I hide my face in his embrace. Two more weeks and it's over.

"Why don't you go up? I'll keep them company while you take that bath. Maybe you'll feel better afterwards."

Of course, even his idea is impractical. Before I even reach the stairs they are on top of me, hugging and kissing me. I'm so tempted to morph and just scare the crap out of everyone but I guess it wouldn't work.

There should be some kind of handbook to give friends of pregnant people with all the do's and don'ts. Don't appear uninvited to a very pregnant person's house for dinner. Do send take out to said person's house. Don't just hug, kiss and pet a swollen belly. Do send plenty of ice cream and hand creams and bath creams.

"Hey Bleach Wonder, I bet you missed us."

"Yes, Xan, luv. Missed you like the plague. I'm tired and I want to go to bed. Angel, pleeeease."

Okay so it's not fair to put on him but who said I'm fair. Lindsey takes me hand and pulls me toward the stairs. Angel growls. When will he understand that I want him and only him.

"Come upstairs. We have a surprise for you."

"Okay, but only for a moment."

Angel moves close to me and puts a hand around the back of my waist pulling me close to him.

"I love you, Angel. Stop worrying."

"I know, but I like to have you close to me."

We finally get upstairs and they tell us to go into our bedroom. They must have gone insane. My surprise is my bedroom. I stopped trying to understand humans a long time ago.

"So now can I go take a bath?"

"Come on Spike, humor them. The quicker you let them show whatever it is, the quicker you can lay down."

When we finally get to our room they show me a door. I may be pregnant but not crazy. That bloody door was not there before our little trip.

"Open it. What are you waiting for?"

So I follow Dawn's advice and open the door. They push me in first and Angel's body is pressed against my back. They turn the light on and I start crying again. It's beautiful. I turn to face them and they are all smiling. So is Angel. I guess he was in on this one.

"Thanks guys. This is…incredible."

And it is. They have created the perfect nursery. There is a white crib. The changing table is spray painted with green colors. They put two rocking chairs. On the side I can see an area set up for the feeding. But what is absolutely breathtaking are the walls. The ceiling and the upper part of room is painted sky blue with the sun and some clouds. At the bottom they have painted flowers and grass. It looks almost as good as the real thing.

"Xander came up with the idea for this." Angel whispers in my ear.

So maybe I'm being I little to demonstrative for an evil vampire but I can't help hugging the young man.

"Only a glorified bricklayer could do all of this. Thanks."

"No problem man. I thought if the vampires can't take the kid to the park, we'll take the park to the vampires. Just a few things left to do but in a day or two we'll be done."

We finally get everyone out of our room with the promise that we'll go down as soon as the pizza arrives. I lay in bed immediately. Angel scoops me up against his own muscular body.

"Is that another contraction?"

"Yes, I can't stand it anymore, pet. I am not supposed to feel so lousy. These past weeks seemed to have lasted forever. I just feel so strange."

"I know Will. I wish I could make it better for you. It's almost time and then you'll be back to your usual self."

His words are underlined by soft kisses along my neck. He slowly moves to my shoulders. His hand moves up and down my spine.

"Luv, I don't think…"

"Just relax. I don't plan to ravish you. I just want you to feel better."

"Ta pet."

His hands start moving again and I feel the tension ease out of my body. I almost fall asleep when Dawn comes up to call us.

"Tell me again why I am putting up with these humans."

"I think because they are your friends Spike."

"It was so much easier when we could just eat them."

He chuckles but then he becomes serious again.

"It was easier. I'm just glad that I have you to share my existence. With my soul, I didn't fit with the demons and the guilt wouldn't let me be close to the humans. And now I have you, soon a child and plenty of friends. I think it more than makes it up for what we have lost."

I kiss him and I realize how the small things are the ones the mean the most. The gentle kisses, the warm caresses, the loving hugs, the calming smiles, the understanding gazes. I never thought that two vampires would be so grateful for these small gestures.

We finally get up and go to our new dining room. They are already eating. When they see us they prepare two plates with the pizza and two mugs with blood. The look on Angel's face when he bites that pizza is comic. He still looks at food with suspicion.

We talk for a while. Everyone is relaxed just like one big dysfunctional family. That's when Anya stands up and clears here throat.

"Now that we are all here, I want to make an announcement. Xander and I are going to have a baby."

The cries of joy encase the room. It was about time that she shared that bit of news.

"Fangless, you don't seem too excited for us."

"Xan-pet, I was when I found out. I had time to get used to it."

I give him a big smirk and I can see him trying to figure out what I mean.

"When?"

"Pet, I knew before you did. Did you think my best friend would make me wait to hear the news?"

He flips me but he has a smile on his face. I'm enjoying this little gathering but I really can't sit anymore. It hurts, I hurt.

"Angel, I really don't feel up to this. I'm going downstairs."

Of course he follows me. He hasn't let me sleep alone in a while. He knows that just his presence calms me and his touch seems to sooth the baby. I fall asleep in his arms.

When I got up this afternoon I felt even worse than I did last night. I hope these two weeks go by quickly.

"Spike, Wes and I need to go downtown. I shouldn't be long."

"Are you going slaying demons or paperwork?"

"Paperwork. Wolfram & Hart sent new papers about the hotel and we're going to check them out. Why?"

"I like to come with you. If I stay in here with all these people I'll go insane. Pleeeease."

I'm pouting but I really can't stand being around so many people at the moment. They used the door in the hallway to reach the nursery but the noise is been horrible. Besides, they are always hovering over me and I hate it.

"I don't see a problem with you coming if you feel up to it."

"I feel up to taking a walk at noon if it helps me get away from all of them."

So we leave. It's the end of April and the days are getting longer but today it's been dark and raining so we don't have to worry about direct sunlight too much.

We actually manage to get the blueprints and all the other documents that Wesley wanted to get. It's almost closing time when we finally get into the elevator to go home.

There is something strange in the air. I can't quiet place it. I ask Angel and he senses it too. We don't have to wonder for long.

"Bloody fucking perfect. That' all I need to get stuck on an elevator during an earthquake."

"Sit down, Spike. It feels like a big one. We may be stuck here for a while."

I do as he says. I was ready to go into a long tirade of curses and insults but the frigging contraction took the breath that I don't need away. Wes is on the phone trying to get someone to answer us. I don't think he'll manage to get the help we need in time.

"Oh shit, shit, shit."

"What's wrong Will?"

"What would you say if I told you that my pants are wet and I didn't pee myself?"

Angel is wearing this blank look on his face. How can he be so oblivious to simple things is beyond me. Wes is looking at him like he's retarded. I can't help a grin through the contractions.

"Angel, he means his water broke."

"And we have a winner, watcher."

I can see the light bulb finally go on in his head. However a new fog seems to overtake him. I would have so much fun pointing out his limitations if I weren't in such excruciating pain.

"But…but you're not due for another two weeks. You're wrong."

So he's officially panicking. He's the father, he's supposed to panic. I'm not however supposed to be stuck in an elevator and in labor while my partner decides to become a mindless idiot.

"So what do we do now? We have to get you to the doctor. How? When? How?"

I give him this murderous look while clutching at my belly. For Satan's sake, he's a vampire, he's fucking Angelus, Scourge of Europe and he's babbling like an insecure teen-ager.

"Shut the fuck up Angel. Get the knife in my boot."

He does what I say but he obviously doesn't like the idea. If he even understand what my idea is. From his stare, I think his mind is blank or more likely it's on overload.

"What? How? Natural?"

Okay, so it seems that his verbal skills have left him right with his cognitive ones.

"Angel, luv, please pay attention. I am not delivering this child naturally. You are using that knife to cut me up and take the baby out."

"You want me to cut you? It's not happening Spike."

"Listen to me. We can't deliver this baby naturally. God knows what would happen. But you can cut me and we both know that I'll be fine in a day or two."

His eyes go from brown to gold and back to brown. I can see his inner turmoil.

"I don't know if I can do that again."

I take my time trying to find the right words. I don't want to scare him from doing this, however the pain and pressure tell me that we have to do it and quickly before the baby decides to come out some other way.

"You're the only person I trust completely in the world. I know that I'm completely safe with you. You know how to use a knife better than any vampire or human I know. Just a cut, take the baby out and we are fine. ARGHHH. And if you don't do it right now, I'm never going to have sex again, you stupid wanker. ARGHHH."

Okay I didn't mean to add the last part but it's really time to get on with it. He's still thinking about it and I grab the knife from his hands and press the steely point on my body.

"You can't do that Spike."

"Then do it already Angelus."

"Do you want me to do it?"

I didn't think the watcher had the stones for it. He may be the finally solution.

"Do you know what you're doing, pet? I really don't have the time to give you a crash course in cutting up people."

"How difficult can it be, right?"

I don't know who is trying to convince, but at least he has the guts to do it. I really wanted Angel to do this for me but I don't think I'll get the choice.

"No Wes, I'll do it. I've done it plenty of times, that I should still remember how it's done."

I can see Angel's shaking hand move toward the knife. He presses the knife without cutting, uncertain.

"Luv, listen to me. You're doing this for love. You're not hurting me. You're not Angelus."

I think he understands that he won't have to feel guilty about this act. This is so different from all the times I got hurt at his hand. He finally makes an incision. I try hard but I can't suppress the scream. And shit I don't remember knives hurting so badly. I guess it's been a while since Angelus has played with me.

"I'm trying to make it as painless as possible."

And he has tears in his own eyes. Wes is still kneeling next to me. I think I just crushed one of his fingers. I can feel Angel's hand inside my body and it's sick and revolting and wonderful at the same time. I can smell my own blood. Then I feel like a piece of me has been ripped from me. God, it hurts, but I smile at the little being in Angel's hands. My baby.

"You were right, it's a girl."

He hands me my daughter and I'm crying shamelessly now. Not because of pain, but because of the immense joy I'm feeling.

"Angel, remember to take out the sac and anything else that may be connected with the baby."

I'm glad Wesley is here. I don't think we would have thought about that little part.

"What if I take some that I shouldn't?"

"It's not like I need my organs anyway."

We are both laughing and crying at the same time. His lips meet mine. Our daughter snuggled close between us.

"Angel, you better do it now."

So his hands are once again inside my open body. The pain is still there, but the joy makes it bearable. They use tape to close the cut. My healing abilities should kick in soon enough.

"Do we have a name for our daughter?"

I thought about it. Many names swirl in my mind but one seems to be foremost.

"Katherine."

"Like my sister."

"Like your sister, luv."

The look he gives me is priceless. Then Angel pushes his open wrist to my mouth.

"Drink childe, it'll help you heal."

With those words and acts, all our bonds are recreated. He's my lover and my sire. I'm his lover and his childe. We are both fathers of this tiny creature that sleeps peacefully on my chest. I now have the family I always wanted.

~~Finit~~