"Oh, Buffy!" Willow wend over to comforted her friend. A sad, yet happy smile was on her face. She gave her a best friend a hug.
"Yeah, Buff. Sorry," Xander replied. His face opposite from Willow's.
"How could you say that?" the slayer glared angrily at Xander. "I'm happy. I couldn't be more happier, but just a tad bit sad. I just wish my mom will feel the same," her face soften a bit.
"How could you be happy? You're carrying Angelus' baby." Xander rambled. Willow slapped him on the shoulder. Xander grabbed his arm in pain.
"I'm carrying Angel's baby," Buffy instantly corrected. "But see, now he won't hurt me. Now that I'm carrying the baby. I'm sure Angelus would love to have another follow him..." she paused for a moment to think. "How Angelus was locked inside of Angel, when he was good, maybe now Angel is locked inside of Angelus."
"Where are you trying getting at, Buffy?" asked Xander, with a confused face.
"Well, maybe if Angel was strong enough, he would see me and know that Angelus might try and hurt me, and the baby. Maybe Angel can over come the evil and fight Angelus and be Angel again."
"Are we speaking on the same terms here? I mean we're talking about a murd..."
Willow interrupted her not-so helpful friend, "I think it can work, maybe with a little help from a spell or two," she looked at Giles for an answer.
Giles fixed his glasses and stepped forward. "First, Angel told me he couldn't get you um.. pregnant."
"Ya, well, you learn things everyday. Whether they're your everyday things or scary hellmouth things." Buffy smiling in satisfaction.
"No kidding. We have a scary hellmouthy thing happening right now."
"Xander!" Willow yelled at him, giving him an angry glare.
He ignored her and continued. "What is the kid going to be? Half vampire, half slayer? I mean it's going to be powerful, whatever it is. But get one thing straight Buffy, I don't like the guy. I never did." With his statement complete, Xander left.
"I can't believe him. He's supposed to be my friend."
"You must not let Xander get to you. He just needs a little time to take it all in." Giles tried to reason with Buffy.
She laughed. "Give him time to let it sink in? I think I'm the person that needs to let it sink in. I'm have this baby, not him. Not like he can." After pausing for a moment, she added, "Although it'd be funny to see him try." It got a laugh out of everyone.
"Buffy, I'm happy for you, really. Hopefully we will find a spell to cure Angel," Willow reassured her friend.
"Yes. I'm sure we will. And I'll try and see what the baby might turn out to be."
"Buffy," a voice called from the door. Everyone look towards the door. Joyce was standing there, waiting to find out if her daughter was okay. "Are you okay?" she ran over to her daughter and gave her a hug.
"Yeah, Mom, I'm fine." Buffy smiled to comfort her mom. "If you can call it that," she mumbled.
"Well, then why are you here?"
"I think we better leave," Giles suggested, walking towards the door.
"No, please stay. I need you here."
Giles stood in front of the door, while Willow remained on the other side of Buffy's bed, holding her hand for support.
"Mom, what I'm about to tell you is going to shock you. I know it is. But I need you to stay calm for me. Okay?" Joyce nodded her head.
Buffy took a deep breath. "Mom, I'm pregnant."
"What?!"
Buffy's mom stared at her in disbelief. She took a deep breath and then started to speak again. "Excuse me, Buffy. But I jsut thought you said you were pregnanet." Joyce put on look that said she was confused.
Buffy wanted to cry. Out of joy, pain, and the anger that her mom was forcing upon her. "I did." She said it plainly with no emotion in her voice as if it was a joke that she didn't laugh at.
Joyce gasped and Giles put his hand on her shoulder. She covered her mouth with her hand and shook her head, still disbelieving what she had said.
"When did this happen? Where was I? How come you didn't tell me?" Joyce asked her daughter. She got up and sat across the room, where she'll be sure that she wouldn't hit her daughter.
Buffy swallowed hard. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Willow came and stood by her, holding her hand for comfort. "Remember when I said I was over at Willow's?" Buffy waited for an answer from her mom. All Joyce did was nodded. This made it harder for Buffy to speak. "I was with Angel-"
Buffy's mom cut her off. "Your history tutor? Did he force--"
"No, mom. It was my decision. He didn't..never would of forced me."
"Well, then. Shouldn't he be here? I mean he just can't leave you like this."
"He had to go," Buffy spoke slowly, "out of town for a while for a history exhibit."
"Buffy, if he forced you-" Joyce was cut off again by a very angry daughter."
"Mom! He didn't force me. He would of never did it if I didn't want to." Buffy started to calm down, but not much. "I told you, he went out of town."
"Buffy, you're seventeen years old and pregnet!" Joyce yelled at back.
"Mom, I know. It was a mistake."
"You're darn right it was a mistake. Don't expect me to do anything for you. You took the responsiblity of...so you take the responsiblity of supporting yourself." Joyce walked out of her room angry.
Buffy broke down crying. Willow hugged her best friend, trying to comfort her. Giles went out into the hall to talk to Joyce.
"Buffy, everything's going to be okay. Your mom will get used to the idea. She just needs some time," Willow spoke quietly.
"I know. But what she said. I'm not going to be okay. If I had the chance to that night," Buffy stopped crying and spoke clearly. "I'd still be stuck between two choices."
Willow looked at her with confusion, not expecting her to say that.
"I'd do it all over again because it was nice, sweet, and everything. But I wouldn't because I would lose Angel."
Willow nooded. "I understand. Just don't tell your mom that."
Buffy laughed lightly. She smiled and her eyes brightened, knowing that everything would turn out fine.
Out in the hall, Joyce was pacing. She didn't know what to do about her daughter.
"Joyce, you must know that Buffy loves Angel very much. And he..he loves her," Giles spoke to Joyce.
"Even though she did..does, that does not make it okay for what she has done. I don't know how she's going to handle this. She's seventeen years old, not even done graduating from high school and she's already having a child." Joyce replied in an angry tone.
Giles knew all to well that things were falling into place. Most slayers don't live past thier mid-twenties. Buffy was one of the lucky ones that knew what it was like to fall in love and have a child of her own. "Buffy is more than capable of taking care of herself. I can garentee that."
"I hope so. Maybe I was a little harsh on her. I'll talk to her and we'll work things out." Joyce replied and walked into Buffy's hospital room.