Mickey and Silvia
Author: Titti
E-mail: titti_adriano@h...
Ships: Spike and Angel
Rating: NC-17 for the series.
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Dedication: A big "thank you" to Vixen.
Disclaimer: We all know that I don't own them, but we have to thank Joss, 20th Century Fox, Mutant Enemy, The WB and now UPN. Dirty Dancing and its sound track are not mine either.
Spoilers: Season 5 BtVS/Season 2 Angel to be safe but it's mostly AU Distribution: Dead Sexy at http://www.deadsexy.uk.com. Any lists it's being sent to. Anyone else just let me know where.

Part 9

~~~Angel's POV~~~

"God, yes, it's so good, Spike."

"Stop. Stop. Now"

"What? Am I hurting you, the baby?"

"I want ice cream!"

"You got to be kidding, right? I have my dick up your ass and you are thinking about ice cream."

I don't move. I know he must be joking. He is the one who can't get enough of sex.

"I said stop, ponce. I want ice cream."

Damn it, he is serious. I get up with a sigh. My throbbing member stands up as a clear reminder of what it would rather do. I have also learned in the past 3 months that if I don't make him happy I will never get back to that sexy ass. So I pull my silk robe on.

"I'll get you ice cream if you promise me that we can pick up where we left off."

I pout hoping that it'll get some kind of acknowledgement. His answer erases any illusion and my erection.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

I run down and come back with a list of flavors.

"Okay, we got chocolate chip, chocolate chip mint, cookie dough, chocolate fudge, strawberry, pistachio and rocky road. What would you like?"

I have learned to be prepared. His cravings seem to get more specific each day. I am starting to think that he does it just to annoy me. When I voiced my opinion to my friends I almost get dusted. So now I keep my mouth shut and I obey.

"I don't like those. I want Haagen-Dazs Hazelnut Gelato."

He is whining like a four years old brat. I want to remind him that he is 121 years old expecting vampire, that he should grow up since he is about to become a parent, but that won't get me back to my sexual activities.

"Where do you think I would get that? I told you what we have."

Maybe if I act as a parent, his inner child will listen to me. I'll try anything since I am desperate.

"Do you think I'm stupid or deaf. I heard what you told me. Have you though about the Haagen-Dazs ice cream parlor? I reckon that the Haagen-Dazs ice cream parlor would have Haagen-Dazs ice cream."

Now he sounds like Wesley. His fake Cockney accent is gone. He has the same upper class, educated sarcastic tone that Wesley uses when he wants to make me feel like a complete moron.

I am so going to kick his vampire ass as soon as the baby's born.

"It's fucking 2:30 in the afternoon. I still am allergic to sunlight, if you remember."

"Fine, scream at me. It's not as if you could use the sewers. You spend more time there than with me anyway."

I knew this would happen. I know I am right, I know he is wrong. Then he starts crying he tells me how I neglect him for my job and I capitulate. I move back to the bed and I hug him.

"Don't cry, baby. It's okay. I'll get the ice cream."

I'm ready to leave. Before I do, I give him a tender kiss and I tell him how much I love him. He finally smiles. What wouldn't I do to see him smile.

~~~Spike's POV~~~

"Hey watcher, is he back yet?"

"For goodness sake Spike, you asked me ten minutes ago. I told you as soon as he gets here I'll send him up."

"Don't bother, I'll wait here with you. "

I keep staring at him. I am bored. Dawn isn't back from school. The cheerleader and hoodboy are not here. I am also getting worried about the dumb vampire of mine. He's been out for almost two hours. It shouldn't take that long to get ice cream.

"Stop tapping your fingers, you're driving me batty."

The watcher's voice brings me back to reality.

"The wanker has been gone for two hours. He's going to come back all slimy and bloody and with no ice cream."

"Do you care about Angel or the ice cream?" He asks me with an amused look. I want to wipe that smirk off his face, but I know he is right.

"I am evil and pregnant. I want my gelato."

He may be right but there is no way in heaven that I am going to let him know how much I care for the big poof. I have an image to maintain as the Big Bad. Even if recently the Big part is becoming easier and easier to fulfill as my waist is expanding by the day.

The doors open and I jump for joy until I realize it's Dawn. I love the girl but right now I would be a lot happier to see a dark and broody vampire in her place.

"Hi guys, whatcha you doing?"

She asks me giving me a big hug.

"Waiting for the poof to bring me ice cream."

She smiles. I love to have her near me. She is the only one who never judges or pushes me. She has always accepted me for who and what I am. And I don't have to act with her.

"Any plans for tonight?"

"Not really, don't know if the Dark Avenger has to work." I snort.

"Unless Cordelia has a vision, Angel is all yours. Gunn, Cordy and I already made plans to go to Caritas."

We haven't gone out since my accident and I am getting claustrophobic in this hotel. I know it won't be easy to convince Angel but we are going.

"We'll come too." I tell Wesley.

He looks at me and then looks at Dawn. I know what he is thinking: we can't leave her alone. I agree.

"Dawn lets get dress."

She jumps up at the chance to go out. I know she loves it when I treat her as an adult. I figured if she is the key she is way older than any of us.

"Spike, I don't think…She is just a girl…underage."

"Damn watcher, do you really think that the Health Department would check a demon bar. Besides, she'll be safer there with us than anywhere else with someone else."

We both go to our rooms to change. Thirty minutes later Dawn enters my room. She is ready. She looks beautiful with her tight jeans and halter top. In another year or so, we'll have to keep the boys away with a stick.

"You're not ready yet?" She looks at me suspiciously.

"No Nibblet. Can't find anything that fits. "

I am almost in tears. I had this perfect body. While it's true that vampires can't get fat, I work hard to keep my body in perfect shape. Now my well-defined abs are waving good-bye.

"Spike, it's okay, you know. You're just showing. Considering you are in your fourth month, you look remarkable. You can't even tell. The only reason your jeans don't fit is because they are a size smaller under normal conditions. Come on I am sure we can find something for you to wear."

"When did you become so wise? I thought I was supposed to be your older brother."

Her laughter changes my mood. I go back to my task. I still have to find a pair of pants to wear unless I plain to go to Caritas naked.

We start going through my wardrobe. It doesn't take long since I don't have much. Angel has got me more clothes but my taste tends to range from the very tight to the very very tight.

"Maybe you can wear Angel's jeans and we can cut the bottom."

She tells me. I like the idea of destroying a pair of his jeans, so I try a pair on but they just don't fit right. We finally find a pair of trousers that the poof had bought for me. They are not too tight and I can actually zip them up.

It's almost 7:00 o'clock when we go back down. Wesley is still sitting alone. Now I start to panic. Angel left more than four hours ago and he still is not back. He is probably hurt somewhere and it's all my fault. I want to kill whatever hurt him. I am ready to go look for him when he waltzes right in laughing with Prom Queen and Back-up Man in tow.

~~~Angel's POV~~~

I walk in and the first thing I see is my beautiful lover. The second thing I see is that he looks furious and dangerous. His fist meets my jaw before I have time to understand what is going on.

"Where the fuck have you been? You left four and a half hours ago. I was worried something happened to you in those bloody tunnels. I was ready to come after you."

Why would he be worried? I am capable of defending myself. I have been doing it for 250 years.

"I didn't take the tunnels. I saw Gunn and he gave me a ride in the back of the van. We stopped a few places, picked up Cordelia and then we got your ice cream. "

I walk toward him to show him the package with his requested flavor. When I get close, I start rubbing his rounding stomach. It's the first time that I notice that his abs are not as sculptured as they used to be. I feel so happy. A baby, my baby is growing in there.

I walk toward the kitchen to get him a spoon. I am smiling at the thought of my pregnant partner.

"I should have gotten more ice cream. You are getting bigger even without it." I giggle.

I hear Cordelia murmur `Oh shit' a split second before I feel the ice cream container hitting the back of my head. Damn, this is the second time he hit me in the past five minutes.

"What did I do now?"

I ask annoyed by the hit-Angel game he is playing. When I turn around I see pure hatred reflected in the blue and golden orbs.

"You are an insensitive, self-centered, chauvinistic bastard. And if you don't know what you did, then you are dumber than you look."

Cordelia and Dawn are at his side in seconds, caressing and hugging him. What the hell is going on? I should be comforting him, even though I still don't know for what.

"Come on Spike, relax. You know it's not good for you or the baby." Cordelia is telling him.

"Yeah, forget about him. Let's just go out and have fun. We haven't gone out together in a long time." Dawn's puppy eyes are fixed on my lover. Her words seem to calm him.

"Where are we going?" I ask impishly. They are all looking at me like I just drained a baby.

"Spike told me he would take me to Caritas." She answers me, but her eyes never leave his face.

"Oh, okay. I'll get ready." I say.

"Well, maybe it's better if we go now. We don't want any damage to the office." Wesley is telling me while pushing everyone out the door.

"Fine, let's go." I can't believe that I being thrown out of my own house for some unknown reason.

~~~Spike's POV~~~

We finally get to Caritas. He should thank his lucky Irish star that Wesley dragged us out. I wanted to kill the bastard. He thinks I am fat. He told me in front of everyone.

I think a little torture would have been appropriate to teach him some manners but I think his friends wouldn't have approved. Since it can't be physical torture, I'll settle for the emotional kind. I know the cheerleader is going to back me up on this. When we get there, Loren is the usual flirt. Tonight I play along, let the poofter get jealous.

"Better be careful Loren, Spike is not in a very good mood."

Angel gives me a dirty look. I think all that hair gel must have destroyed his brain cells because he genuinely doesn't seem to know why I am upset.

"Don't listen to the Poof. He still needs to buy a few vowels before he gets a clue."

Everyone is chuckling except Angel of course. He has no idea what I'm talking about. One day he'll decide to join the 20th century. Unfortunately for him, the rest of the world has already moved to the 21st century.

We sit down. Angel sits next to me. I am finally relaxing when a man's voice fills the bar. The man has a beautiful voice. The raw emotions speak of pain and internal conflict, of good and evil. If I weren't so much in love, I may have taken an interest in discovering what this human is all about.

I turn around to my companions and everyone is staring at the dirty blonde singing on stage. The look on Angel's face makes me cringe. There is something there, more than mere appreciation for a beautiful voice.

"It's Lindsey." Cordelia whispers as if that means something.

I wonder what happened between this mortal and my lover. A surge of jealousy raises in me. I am getting bigger and bigger as he kindly pointed out and he can't seem to take his eyes off of this beautiful human.

"Anything you care to tell me, luv?" My voice quivers. I don't want to know about a past lover.

"He was a lawyer for Wolfram and Hart. We had a few runs in in the past. I thought he left L.A."

His voice is tense. I wonder what kind of runs in. When the song is over, the lights go on again. I look at the human again. He is young to be an attorney. He has a dirty blonde hair that reminds of my natural color. His frame is similar to mine. He could be the perfect replacement. Actually, he is even better than I am. He has body heat so enticing to a vampire, he isn't pregnant and he is not subject to mood swings.

I know I am not wrong in my assessment because Cordelia and Dawn are practically drooling at him.

He looks around and sees us, or more precisely he sees Angel. He is coming our way. I want to cry.

~~~Angel's POV~~~

When I thought my night couldn't get worse, I see Lindsey come my way. I wonder what kind of trouble he is causing now. I really don't care as long as it doesn't involve me and my family.

"I see you're back. I thought I told you to stay away."

"Yeah, well, I am admitted to the bar in California. I can't practice law elsewhere unless I take the bar. Right now I just want a job to pay my bills and L.A. is my best shot. I am not looking for any walk on the dark side."

"I hope you are telling the truth because I don't feel like kicking your ass again."

"Relax Angel. As I said I am not looking for trouble."

I know this is going nowhere. He wouldn't tell me if he were back with Wolfram & Hart and I won't believe anything he says.

"Lindsey, you have a great voice. Too bad you usually use it to threaten us."

Cordelia is direct and on point as usual. However she floors me when she invites him to sit with us. I don't trust him and I am not taking my eyes off of him.

"So who's your friend peaches?" Spike's voice startles me. I didn't even notice how quiet he has been. So unlike him. I know he is upset, but that would usually make him more talkative.

"Spike meet Lindsey, a dear enemy of mine and a dear friend of Darla and Dru. Lindsey, this is Spike."

"You sure keep interesting company, pet. How did you manage to get involved with them?"

"It's a long story." Lindsey is looking at Spike suspiciously. He doesn't seem to know what to make of my blonde lover. Well after centuries I still don't understand him sometimes, like tonight.

"How do you know all of them?" Lindsey asks back.

"He's a friend." I answer before Spike has an opportunity to say anything. If Lindsey doesn't know who Spike is, I intend to keep it that way. God knows what Wolfram & Hart would do if they knew about him and the baby.

~~~Spike's POV~~~

"Yeah, I am a friend."

Bloody hell, I am just a friend. I am not his childe, his lover, the person who is caring his child. No I am just a friend. I can't believe it that I was fool enough to trust him. I thought it felt something for me. Maybe my new and rounded look disgusts him.

I can feel the tears threatening to spill. I get up and say my goodbyes. I have no intention to stay so he can humiliate me further. Besides, I don't think that crying in front of everyone will enhance my reputation as an evil vampire.

"Spike sit down, we just got here." He tells me in that superior tone that he uses when he thinks I am acting like a child.

"I don't take orders from you. I am tired and I am going home. Maybe your friend can entertain you." I hiss in his ear.

He grabs my arm and pulls me even closer.

"What the hell is going on with you tonight? Get a grip and keep your mouth shut."

He turns to look at me. He must see the glaze in my eyes because his expression changes in a heartbeat; warmth and love replace annoyance and intolerance.

"Can't it wait until we get home?" He asks me. I shake my head knowing that any word would start a flood of tears.

"Okay, let's go home. Wes, could you drop Dawn off?"

~~~Angel's POV~~~

We finally get home. I don't know what happened today, I don't know why he is so moody, but I plan to find out. I wish he would talk to me but I seem to be the last one to know what he is thinking.

Spike is trying to avoid me. He goes directly to our room. He is undressed and in bed before I have a chance to take my duster off. He won't be able to get away with it tonight.

"So do you plan to tell me what's going on or should I ask Dawn and Cordelia?"

He doesn't answer me. I can see the rhythmic movement of his chest. I know he is crying and for the unlife of me I still don't know what I did wrong. I pull the pillow from his head and make him face me.

I try again, my voice a mere whisper. "What's wrong, love?"

"You don't love me anymore. You think I'm ugly and fat and you don't love me. You'd rather be with that Lindsey guy than me."

I cup his face so he is forced to look straight into my eyes.

"Spike, listen to me." He closes his eyes. " Look at me, damn it. Spike, Will, I love you. I love you more than anything and anyone. You are the only person, demon, human or vampire that I want."

I kiss him gently hoping to erase all his doubts.

"But…but you…you told me I am fat."

"You are handsome. I love you and I love your body. I didn't mean to offend you. I was just so happy to see you showing, to know that our baby is growing inside you. Please Spike, you have to believe me." His lips assault mine. I guess he believes me. I feel his cold tongue seeking entrance that I happily grant. I moan in his mouth, the sexual frustration of the day resurfacing all at once.

I quickly divest myself. Our coupling is fast and furious. Both of us are looking for reassurance in the intense physical closeness that our union is providing. Our tongues are fighting for supremacy. Our hands are touching and caressing every inch of cold skin. My fingers provide special attention to his navel. Our members are hard as steal. After I carefully prepare my lover, I fill him in one thrust, needing him to be mine, needing him to know how much I love him. I am so close when I hear his voice.

"Stop."

"What?" I groan. Please not again, no more ice cream break.

"I love you too Angel."

His words push me over the edge. I grasp his cock and thrust once, twice until he comes too.

We spend the rest night cuddling and talking. He tells me all his fear and worries. I reassure him that I won't leave him again. I know this is not the end. We still have 5 more months to go and more problems will appear. Hopefully our love will conquer all.