Mickey and Silvia
Author: Titti
E-mail: titti_adriano@h...
Ships: Spike and Angel
Rating: NC-17 for the series.
Feedback is loved and cherished. So please send your comments my way.
Dedication: A big "thank you" to Vixen. To Serena who had asked a Dawn's POV and Karen who wanted more Lindsey.
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 10

Dear Diary,

I stopped writing when we discovered that I was the key. Too many things have happened since then and I won't even try to recap everything. The important thing is that I now live in LA with the sexiest vampires in the universe. Unfortunately, they have eyes only for each other, but as Spike likes to say, they are not gay just vampires.

Spike is in his fifth month of pregnancy. His belly is rounder and rounder with each passing day. I think his insecurities grow proportionally with his stomach. Don't get me started on his mood swings. I swear he is just as annoying as the energizer bunny and he keeps going and going. I mean I love the guy dearly, but I can't wait for the baby to be born.

Of course, Angel is no help. He can't understand what' s going on with Spike. I wish I could smack some sense into him. I would love to hurt him since I really don't like him. I don't hate him as much as I did when he was dating Buffy, but he still isn't my favorite guy. So when he hurts Spike I simply want to dust him. Spike won't let me, bummer!

How can a 250 old vampire be so insensitive is beyond me. Even Anya has more tact than he does and that says it all. For example, few weeks ago we went to Caritas. A guy named Lindsey was there. Not only Angel couldn't keep his eyes off of him, but he also introduced Spike as `a friend'. Dense much?

You think that's bad enough wait to hear what happened last Friday. Cordelia and I had spent the morning at the mall. We found this cute maternity store that carried black jeans. They are weird. They are regular demin, really tight, I might add. However, the top part is made of stretchable cotton. He can wear it with an untucked shirt and no one would be the wiser. We were so excited that we bought 5 pairs for Spike. If you think we are crazy, you don't know how difficult is to dress a sexy male vampire who happened to be pregnant.

Anyway when we came home, Spike immediately tried on the jeans getting rid of those terrible sweat pants he was wearing. Real uncool for my punk friend. He also wore a teal silk shirt that brought forth the color of his eyes. He looked yummy. At that moment I remembered why I had a crush on him. He is even sexy while pregnant.

So a normal person would say: "you look good" or "that's really good on you." Mr. Sensitivity looks at his gorgeous lover and says: "About time you got rid of those sweats." I though Cordelia was going to use the crossbow.

Later that day, the three of us are left alone. It seems Cordelia is dating this hot producer. Yeah right! While Wes and Gunn are off together, I just know one of these days they'll be just as bent as my favorite vampires. If Spike reads this I'll be grounded until I am fifty.

Where was I? Oh yeah, we are alone and we finally settle down in front of the big screen TV that Spike and I coerced Angel into buying for us. Spike is finally calmer after Mr. Souled Vampire's latest faux pas or at least calm enough to stop cursing. The opening credits go on when the doors of this damn hotel burst open.

"Angel, we need to talk."

The guy comes into our home while we want to watch a movie and he wants to talk. Well, I want to kill him. Why can't I watch Dirty Dancing in peace? Every time we rent this effing movie something happens. (I am allowed to say effing, hippie) Maybe I should give up. Or maybe I'll just buy it on DVD so eventually I'll watch it.

"Well hello, Lindsey. Nice to see you too."

Angel is trying to be sarcastic but he's not too good at it. You wonder after all the time he spends with the English Wonder that he would improve. When pigs learn to fly and when vampires learn to tan.

"This is not a social call. I want to hire you as my bodyguard."

I don't know if Spike is laughing or choking. Either way I don't like it. I know he is jealous and would love the opportunity to hurt the lawyer. Maybe I should help him since the chip will prevent him from hurting a human. After all everything is fair in love and war.

"I'm sure Peaches would love to guard your body, pet."

The evil stare in his blue eyes should be enough to scare the hell out of the guy, but he seems oblivious to it. What a fool!

I stay out of it for a while and then I realize that, damn, this is my family and no slick blue eyed totally handsome lawyer is going to destroy it. Wait I didn't mean that handsome part, well yes I did, but that's not the point.

"This is family night, so maybe you want to try with `Help R Us' and let us watch the movie."

I can feel Angel's paternal gaze on me. It's the kind that Giles used to give me. The one that says `that's nice sweety but do shut your mouth'. Hell, Spike never looks at me like that. Of course, Spike has taught me to curse like a pro.

"Why would I want to work for you? I hate you. You tried to destroy my existence more than once. That's not the type of employer I am looking for."

I am impressed. Angel may actually have gotten some stones. I am cheering since any second he'll throw the lawyer out and we'll watch the move.

"I am in trouble, they want to kill me."

My head drops. I know the Dark Avenger (did I tell you that Spike is teaching me all his pet names for Angel?) will never send away someone in need. I hear him sigh and I lose all hope. I guess Babe and Johnnie will have to wait for another night.

"What did you do know?"

That really upsets me. If he thinks that Lindsey is a dick (oops, not allowed to say that) than why is he even bothering to listen to him. If I am upset you should see Spike's face. However, the wanker is not paying attention to anyone but the next soul to rescue and doesn't see the murderous look Spike is sending his way. Dear diary trust me when I say that Angel was so close to being dusted that it's not even funny. Of course since I don't like him, it might have been funny but I know Spike wants both parents to take care of this baby. Kinda old fashioned for a vampire, but hey it's his unlife.

"I didn't do anything. For your information, Wolfram & Hart wanted me back, when I refused they threatened me. We have come to a sort of agreement and we signed a stipulation today. I won't be able to record it until Monday. If I can stay alive until then, I know I am safe."

Only lawyers would write a stipulation about not killing someone. Go figure.

"What makes you so sure that the stipulation will keep you alive?"

Okay, so he still has enough brain cells after all the highlights and gel he pours in his brain. Can you sense the fact that I don't like Angel? I am venting because Spike won't let me insult the poof. He is always defending him unless of course he is the one doing the insulting bit.

"If they kill me after I record the stip too much will be exposed. You know the firm wouldn't tolerate any type of negative publicity. So I am safe." He says shrugging his shoulders.

"I don't know Lindsey…"

"Don't you even think about it. He can hire some demons to help. It doesn't have to be you."

Spike's tone is brusque but I can hear the pain there. Amazingly, I think Angel hears it too because he turns to face his lover. I can see that he is torn between Spike and his `duty'. His lips move and I think he said `please'. I know the words are for Spike and for Spike alone. For once, I feel for Angel. He is trying so hard to redeem himself that most of his existence is spent doing things that he'd rather not do.

"Why can't he get someone else? Why you?" He is yelling now. Spike is not too good at keeping things quiet.

Angel gets so close to him that I think he's going to kiss him. I am wrong. He takes Spike's hands in his. They look adorable together but I know Spike's heart is going to be broken tonight.

"Most demons won't go against Wolfram & Hart. He has nowhere to turn."

His voice is so tender. He has forgotten that he has an audience because he never speaks like that when there are people around. Lindsey's mouth is wide open. I don't know what he is making of this scene but I am sure he never saw it coming.

"You shouldn't either. Before it was only your existence in jeopardy, now it's your family's."

Spike runs upstairs. I know he doesn't want to continue this conversation in front of the lawyer and he is right. Angel follows him.

"You stay here." I tell the lawyer. "If I see you go up, I'll kick your ass."

I run after them. I stay in the hallway. I know Spike can't be quiet so I'll hear everything from here.

"Spike, you have to understand that I protect the innocents, it's my job."

"Bloody hell Angel, you're telling me that lawyer boy is an innocent. What about me? What about your child? This time, if it gets nasty they'll come after us. Are you going to protect us too or you'll be to busy with your job?"

I know Spike is pacing. I can't see him but I know the way he acts.

"Weren't you the one who refused to let him know about me? A few weeks ago you told him I was just 'a friend', now you're willing to fight that firm again. And for what, for a sodding guy you allegedly hate. I am starting to think that I was right, you want the boy and won't admit it. Maybe I should just go back to Sunnydale so you're free to shag whomever you want."

I can't stay out here any longer. He is being too loud and Lindsey can probably hear him. I knock and go in without waiting for an answer.

"Um guys, I think you should lower your voices just in case they haven't heard in on the other side of town. I know you don't want the guy to know what's going on."

Spike looks at me and I think he realizes that I am right. Angel wouldn't be able to calm him down, so it's up to me.

"You know, he is blonde but he isn't stupid." Okay bad blonde joke, but at least I got a smile out of my favorite blonde.

"Please Dawn, keep him company. I need to talk to Spike."

I decide to let them work it out. So I go downstairs to make sure that Lindsey is not doing anything he is not supposed to do. I find him sitting in front of the TV watching Babe learning to dirty dancing. What the heck I might as well enjoy the movie.

When they finally come back Babe is defending Johnnie after he has been accused of theft. Couldn't they have taken 15 more minutes so I could watch the end? Noooo, the movie is cursed, I tell you.

Spike is so tense that I am afraid he'll snap at any moment. The poof must have won.

"I'm willing to protect you but on my terms. You'll hide here until Monday. I'll be here at night the others can take over during the day. On Monday morning Wes and Gunn will take you to the courthouse. You won't leave the Hyperion for any reason, if you do my job is over. Hope that's okay with you because it's the only thing you'll get."

This is the longest sentence Angel has ever said since I have known him. They must have fought hard to reach some compromise. I wonder what Spike is getting in return.

"I want you to protect me, not keep me prisoner."

"Well luv, you can be a prisoner for three days and stay alive, or you can be free and dead in less than that. Choice is yours, pet."

Spike's voice is so sugary that I'm getting cavities just listening to it. I know he wants to upset the guy so he'll leave. I don't know if Lindsey is so stupid, but if he is Angel's friend it's possible.

"Fine, I'll stay, but I don't like it." Oh God, he sounds so much like Spike when he is sulking. They even pout the same. This is so of the not good.

"Childish much! Now you're all sitting down so I can watch the end of this effing movie. God there is never a moment's peace in this place."

This marks the start of our weekend. I'll tell you, Buffy's life as the slayer wasn't nearly as complicated as mine is with these two vamps.

The next day I make sure to get up extra early so I can give the Recap for Dummies lecture to the others. Wes and Gunn are totally pissed. (I get away with pissed because Spike says that it really doesn't mean what I think it means. Man, are English people weird or what?) Cordelia has this `I'm-not-sure-if-I-want-to kill-or-shag-the- man' look, however her mother hen instincts prevail and she decides that she wants to kill him before he hurts Spike.

The rest of the day goes by relatively quietly. Lindsey murmurs a few obscenities because of his captivity status (his words, not mine). Cordelia quickly replies that we'll be very happy if he gets killed, one less lawyer in this country. Wes and Gunn follow him making sure that he is not lying and it's a trick to get to Angel. Wes has also gone through the stipulation to make sure it looks good, goodness know what that means.

I go up to their room later that day. When I get in, I find them sitting on the couch laughing and kissing. Everyone thinks that they go down the moment they wake up but I know better. Unless Cordy has a vision, they don't go down until it's time for the others to leave. Their time is spent cuddling and that's an activity Angel doesn't do in front of humans.

"Hey. How are you doing tonight? Is the mom to be felling well?"

"Nibblet, I told you a million times that if you call me mom I'll have to drain you."

"You told me a million times, but I am still alive, aren't I?"

We both laugh and Angel chuckles.

"The lawyer has been pretty good and Wes says everything looks kosher. They have been working him hard though, with research and cleaning weapons. I think he is tired enough that he'll be in bed soon."

Spike is laughing even harder now.

"If I weren't an evil vampire, I would feel sorry for the chap. Give Princess C. enough time and she'll drive anyone insane."

"You shouldn't talk about Cordelia like that. She's trying to help."

"I know Peaches, but she can drive you batty. It's just the truth."

Angel sighs but he gives Spike a gentle kiss. God I hope I find love like theirs. They would give their unlives for each other. Spike cups Angel's face and returns an even deeper kiss, tongues darting in a passionate exploration of each other. Soon they have forgotten that I am there. I quietly slip out of the room.

The rest of the night is uneventful. Lindsey goes to his room pretty early. I guess playing Clue with this bunch of evil fighters is not is cup of tea. We are not so lucky the next day.

~~~

"Dawn, do you think Spike needs more cl…ahhh…"

I stay next to Cordelia while Gunn gets the water and Wesley goes to prepare her mishmash of painkillers.

"Get Angel. We need to go now."

She is giving Wes the details while I run to get Angel. I have to wake them up and they are not too happy. However, they get dressed quickly and come downstairs in minutes.

"Cordelia saw five demons, I'll research them on our way but we have to move. They are at a day care center. Gunn is getting the van so the sun won't have a problem."

It's late afternoon in a winter night. The sun won't be out for long.

"I don't mean to interrupt but what about me? You are supposed to protect me, remember?"

"I can hold the fort, pet, until the Dark Avenger comes back."

If Angel was undecided before, now he is panicking.

"I don't think that's a good idea, Spike. Maybe we can take Lindsey with us."

"Yes Angel, take me demon hunting. That's safe, really safe. Maybe I should take my chances with Wolfram & Hart. You seem to be a magnet for danger."

"Stop being so melodramatic, Lindsey. Spike'll stay with you. Let's go people, the sooner we slay the sooner we can get home."

Off they go. The three of us are left standing there. I wish they would let me go out with them. They never do. Spike is adamant that I should have a normal life unlike Buffy.

"So Little Bit, what are you going to do tonight: games or TV?"

"Internet, I found this site with lots of vampire fanfics. You'll get a laugh out of the things they say. They think that vampires will shag anything in sight. I wonder how that misconception got started."

His laugh is roaring through the hotel. He always gets a kick out of vampire lore.

"You know you are really too young to be reading those fics."

I give him a look that says it all.

"Like I don't have first hand experience about love affairs with vampires nor between vampires. If you don't want me to know about sex and vampires, you should sound proof your room."

We are booting the damn machine. I wish we could get something from this century. Angel Inv. is still relying on an old 485. I didn't know there was any around. We finally get the Windows screen when someone kicks the doors and shattered glass flies everywhere.

"Dawn, get Lindsey and hide." He tells me softly.

There are three huge demons. They are taller than Angel is. They look like walking mountains with broad and muscular shoulders. They have four arms or at least I think those are arms. They look like they died because of an overdose of steroids and come back to life. They are bulky, purplish and the skin looks like it's falling off. They are revolting.

"We won't hurt you. Just give us the lawyer and we'll leave."

"I don't think so, luv. You see the lawyer is mine and I don't like to share. You leave now and I won't have to show you what I'm capable of."

Spike is using this little verbal spat to move toward the double edge axe. He has it in his hands before the demons understand what he is doing. In the meantime Lindsey is moving closer to me and farther away from the demons.

"Come on vampire, we know the human is nothing to you. You let him come with us and he'll be back in no time. His employers are just interested in a little chat."

"You don't know what he is to me, nor do I care to disclose that. As for his employers, they can go fuck themselves. So you either leave or we fight. I am tired of all this chit chat."

Without waiting for an answer, he lunges toward the nearest one. He neatly separates the ugly head from his even uglier body. Spike always tells me that if you don't know what they are and how to kill them, you decapitate them; that destroys almost everything. I guess he is following his own advice.

The other two are ready. They split up putting Spike between them. My vampire keeps turning trying to keep an eye on both. I can't let him fight alone. I go get the crossbow. I want to help but I am not brave enough to go to hand-in-hand combat with these demons. Lindsey takes it from me and aims for the one we think is the leader.

When the arrow hits his body, it falls on the floor without even breaking the skin. The demon looks at Lindsey with hatred. I know he is dead if they can get to him. Spike seems to have other plans.

When one demon grabs Spike's shoulders, he uses the support to jump and hit the other on the jaw with his Doc Martins causing him to lose his balance. He spins around and punches the other. The demon doesn't seem impressed with the punch. Instead he throws Spike across the room.

The vampire gets the axe back. He knows that it's his best chance to get us out of this mess. I can see him panting. I guess the pregnancy tires him. Also he is not fighting at his full strength. He hasn't had to in two months. Since the accident, Angel won't let him near any fighting.

Spike spins the axe over his head a few times allowing it to build speed. Suddenly he lets go and the axe severs the head of a second demon.

"Told you to leave me and mine alone. You just got your friends killed and now you'll lose your bloody head."

However, his axe is now on the other side of the room and he needs to get through the demon to reach it. Spike starts moving, kicking and jabbing. He uses furniture to flip himself in the air. He grabs the axe but the demon kicks it and the weapon flies through the hall stopping a few inches from Lindsey's body.

Lindsey and I are just standing there. I think we are both fascinated by the way Spike moves. Even with his big belly (which Lindsey has yet to mention, I wonder what he thinks), Spike moves like a graceful feline, his movements are fluid. He emanates animalistic strength and self-assurance. God, he is beautiful. (Bad, bad Dawn. Shouldn't have these thoughts about a vampire, especially a committed one.)

I am brought back to reality by Spike's cry of pain. There is a gush on his neck and blood is oozing out. The shirt is ripped and three cuts on his chest leak blood. A clear memento of the three claws that the demon is sporting. An evil laugh escapes from the demon.

"You may have killed my brothers but you won't be around for long, vampire."

Spike is losing blood but not enough to justify his possible death.

"The poison will destroy the blood inside and you, my friend, will be dust."

The demon is pissing off Lindsey. He may not be the friendliest guy but he knows that Spike risked his life to protect him. He takes the axe and swings it hitting the demon. He doesn't sever his head but the cut is deep enough to fatally wound him. Adrenaline still pumping in the lawyer's veins, he raises the axe one more time and sends the head rolling on the floor.

Spike wastes no time with the demon. He has the car keys in his hands.

"Dawn, you are going to have to drive me to the doctor. He wasn't lying. I can feel the poison and I don't want to pass out while driving."

"Shit Spike, I don't know…driving. Maybe we should wait for Angel."

"Listen to me Nibblet, we don't have time. I have to get to the doctor. I have to make sure that we are okay."

He is being strong but his voice is strained. Before I can make my decision, Lindsey takes the keys.

"I am driving. I know I am not supposed to leave but I don't care about what Angel will say. Let's go."

I try calling the others on the cell phone but I can't get through. I don't want to leave a message on the voice mail. Angel doesn't need to find out that way.

I have to tell Lindsey where to go so I can't really pay attention to Spike. When we get to the doctor, Spike is so weak that he can't walk unaided. Lindsey thinks that I gave him the wrong direction after all there is no sign indicating that a doctor practices here.

"Come on, I can't carry him myself."

Lindsey is still not convinced, but he picks Spikes up and carries him inside.

"We need a doctor. He is been injured."

Lindsey is almost screaming but his voice loses steam when he sees a group of pregnant demons.

The nurse recognizes us. I guess two emergency visits in two months makes us memorable for an OB/GYN office.

Lindsey refuses to put Spike in the wheelchair and carries him to the room. The doctor comes quickly.

"What happened this time?"

His voice has a hint of resignation in it. I don't think he knew what he was getting involved with when he agreed to take care of Spike.

"You know me doc, violence is not a spectator's sport. Had to play."

He tries to continue but he is too weak so Lindsey tells the doctor about the demons, his description much better than mine, and about the poison. The doctor rips the shirt and inspects the marks. He cleans them then closes them with surgical tape. Then he pours gel on Spike's stomach.

I have never been inside with them during the visits so I am not really sure about what's going on.

"This strap monitors the baby's heartbeat. The baby should be fine but I like to keep an eye on his or her condition while we fix up our William."

"What the fuck are you talking about? Are you on drugs? He's a vampire, he's a man, he can't be pregnant."

"I understand that this may be confusing for a young man like yourself, but I assure you that I am not on any chemical substance and William is pregnant. And I think you should be really grateful that he would risk his life and that of his child to keep you alive."

Lindsey is speechless. His mouth has moved non-stop for the entire weekend, but for the first time it's resting. I have seen the doctor intimidate both Spike and Angel in the past so I'm not surprised.

"This IV contains human blood. It'll counteract the poison until we can cure you, okay. I need to call a colleague to figure out the best way to do it. And before you complain, I am an obstetrician not a general practitioner."

When we are alone, Lindsey asks why the doctor keeps calling Spike `William'.

"That's my name, mate, William the Bloody, aka Spike."

"Oh shit, I know you…you and Drusilla…Darla told me…shit"

Spike is laughing, trying to still his body from shaking too much.

"For a lawyer, you don't seem too eloquent. I take it that you heard of me." A smirk and a raised brow accompany the statement.

"You're supposed to be evil, kill and torture humans. You are supposed to be devoted to Dru."

"Things change, pet."

"The doctor is right. I can never thank you enough for what you did. I am sorry if I put you and the baby at risk. … The baby, who's the father? Don't tell me that… Can't be…it's…it's Angel."

He is fluttered. His grammar has gone to hell and he is babbling. It's fun to watch a grown man reduced to the mental capacity of a toddler.

"I had to do it. You were under my protection and I couldn't let you get hurt. As for the baby, yes, it's Angel's. AAAHHH."

The moment he screams I bolt out of the room and go get the doctor.

When I return with the doctor to the room, we find Lindsey rubbing his hand on Spike's stomach, both are laughing. Lindsey's other hand is in Spike's hair, brushing it. It seems so natural, Angel would kill them both if he saw them.

"Doc, the baby kicked. It's the first time. Bloody hell, you didn't tell me it hurts so much though."

"It shouldn't hurt. Maybe it's because of the poison or probably the baby is exceptionally strong, after all it is the offspring of two powerful master vampires. Wanted to let you know that a friend is on his way with the ingredients to counteract the poison."

"Cor doc, I hope it's not as foul tasting as the last bleeding potion you gave me. I still throw up thinking about it."

Another thirty minutes before the potion is ready. The cuts are healed by that time thanks to his healing abilities and the extra blood he is getting. Lindsey has spent the time asking a million questions and constantly rubbing Spike's stomach. This is so NOT GOOD.

We are ready to go and Spike is strong enough to walk on his own. He insists on driving but Lindsey doesn't give in. When we reach the hotel, we see the van parked.

"Shit."

"What is it Dawn?"

"Spike don't be upset, okay. I forgot to call Angel again to let him know about what happened."

"Bloody Hell Dawn, he's probably freaking. Those corpses are still in there. Let's go before it gets worse."

Lindsey touches the van and smiles tenderly. Shit, shit, so Not Good.

"Don't worry Spike. They only just got here. The van is still warm."

Angel is on top of Spike the moment we enter the hall. His game face appears as he kisses his lover. The kiss is feral. His tongue deep in Spike's mouth to reassure himself that he's real. He is touching and sniffing. His hands grasping at every part of Spike's body. I turn around because I am getting too hot just looking at them. (I may be young but my body seems to think otherwise.)

"Easy Angel, don't want to open my wounds again."

He morphs and his human face is back in place, but he doesn't back away: one hand on Spike's face and the other on his lower back.

"What happened? Are you okay? The baby?"

"I am fine, we are fine. Demons came to look for Lindsey. We fought, we won, I got injected with poison, but I am fine now. Doc says there are no consequences for the baby. Can I sit now?"

"I'm sorry, yes, sit. I can carry you if…"

"Luv, I am fine. I can walk to the couch."

A huge smile is on his face. I know he loves it when Angel is so into him. Angel has to be careful because Spike is the type to put himself in danger if it guarantees so much attention.

He's almost sitting when he bends clutching his stomach, the other hand using the back of the couch for support. Lindsey reaches by his side faster than Angel and helps him sit down. He kneels in front of him and two pairs of blues eyes are staring at each other.

"Kick?"

"Yeah, thanks mate."

Angel is growling. Gunn reaches his side and puts a hand on his arm.

"Calm down, man. He is just helping."

Yeah right. Lindsey is fascinated with Spike. His eyes have never left the blonde since he found out who he was and what he was carrying.

"Get.Away.From.Spike."

I almost laugh. Spike has been so jealous of Lindsey and now it's Angel's turn to be jealous. I can see that Spike is enjoying this turn of events as well. His eyes have a twinkling that I hadn't seen in a while.

"Angel don't be a shithead. I haven't done anything to William. I am only trying to help after he saved my life."

"William. WILLIAM. Who the fuck are you to call him that? You come here, put him in danger and now are playing buddy, buddy. I don't think so Lindsey. I know there is always something more when you are involved."

"Right, because you are saint Angel, the only one who never has a personal agenda in what he does. Newsflash, everything you do is dictated by your precious quest for redemption. So don't give me that crap because it doesn't work with me."

They are screaming at each other. They are close to a fistfight. Don't think that Lindsey has any chance against Angel, especially, pissed off, jealous Angel. Spike on the other hand is enjoying the show. He hasn't said anything, smirk never leaving his face.

"You have no right to talk about my redemption. You have no right to come here and mess up my life once more. He and the baby are mine and you won't interfere."

Bingo. He just said the magic words, at least where Spike is concerned. The pregnant vampire gets up and walks toward Angel. He raises one hand and the dark vampire immediately leans into the touch.

"He was just waiting for the baby to kick. Give me your hand. Here feel this. It's our child. Doc says the baby is going to be strong because of what we are, two master vampires."

He gives a small peck on Angel's cheek. His eyes are now a darker shade of blue.

"Take me upstairs, Angel. Take me. Never doubt that I am yours."

Angel doesn't hesitate, in seconds they have vanished to his room. Cordelia is left standing next to me with a longing in her face. Everyone is affected, even Lindsey. We all know how much they love each other, but it is more than that. They belong to each other, no conditions, no reservations. Each has given his unlife to the other for eternity.

"Wish I could have that." Cordelia states. We all nod in agreement.

~~~~ As you see dear diary, there is never a dull moment in this place. On Monday morning, Lindsey registered the stipulation without any further interference from Wolfram & Hart. However, since he has no job and no home, he was invited by a very relaxed Spike to stay at the hotel with us until he finds better accommodations. Angel only groaned at that.

Lindsey accepted a little too eagerly. Within a few hours all his belongings were neatly moved into one of the 68 rooms we have. Wesley and Gunn felt that they needed to keep an eye on the new addition to our family so they both moved in as well. They chose rooms next to the one that Lindsey is occupaying.

Cordelia is still living with Dennis, but she told Wes to find a way to move the ghost to the hotel. As she pointed out, why should she pay rent when there are so many rooms available. Besides is not as if Angel pays her near enough for her migraines.

Everything is quiet now but I wonder how long it will be until the next crisis. Bye for now.

TBC