Written by Anya, Angel/Aj, and Dana (Triple A Characters!)
Rated: NC-17
W/S
Disclaimer: Don't own a thing. Wish we did.
Distribution: Only here. If ya want, simply ask. I like to know where they 
go.
Summery: Willow and Spike get a big suprise. lol That's all your gettin.




	Spike was here yet again, smoking a marbloro, leaning against the 
crypt he once called home. Hiw thoughts wavered back and forth from the 
cigarette to the red-headed witch named Willow, who's scent was on the 
wind. She was coming to him tonight.
	He could feel her drawing near. Sense her like she was a part of 
him. It made his skin quiver with want and need and aroused inside his 
body...and his heart; a place he thought emotion like this would never 
stir.
	The door opened, he looked and gasped. Willow was clad in black 
ankle boots and silver buckles, tight ass stretch pants, thin cotton 
t-shirt and vest and a single gold necklace that Spike recently gave her. 
It was hard to tell that she was wearing thongs.
	Their eyes met across the crypt in silent communication.  
Willow walked across the crypt to Spike. He pulled her to him and 
claimed her mough in a kiss of possesion and passion.
	Willow responded eagerly thrusting her tongue into his mouth 
and searching out his til it dueled with his, exciting and flaming up 
their passion even more. Spike grabbed Willow's ass and pressed her closer 
into him, deepening their embrace, secret from the world...and Buffy.
	Buffy hated Spike for many reasons. One; Spike was a rude, 
cared for himself vamp...until now, thought Buffy didn't know that. 
Two he had attacked their friends and mafmily and many other problems 
she'd rather not dabble on.
	Spike's hands felt all over Willow's sexy body. His finger 
finding the straps of the thongs. He was filled with a desire to undress 
her and feast apon her body.
	Willow ran her hands under Spike's t-shirt, using her nails 
to scratch his chest.
	Spike moaned and growled deep in his throat. Grabbing her shirts' 
rim, he ripped it up and off her body, groaning at the realization that 
she was naked underneith it. Screw Buffy; he had
admitted to himself 
long ago that he had fallen in love with the sweet little redhead. 
They had began getting closer and closer during the course of the 
last year. He had started walking her home each night and hse kissed him 
on the cheek as thanks, till one night she took a chance and kissed 
his lips. Spike was shocked, but recovered quickly, taking gentle 
advantage of it.
	The had begun seeing each other and Willow became bolder and 
bolder. Tonight, though, she would give him her greatest gift...
her virginity.
	They looked deep into each other's eyes and both knew that 
the other was ready for this. They had spent plenty of time preparing. 
Spike strated to trail kisses over her neck and moved his way down her 
body.
	Spike's tongue devled into Willow's navel as his fingers deftly 
removed her thong. He moved Willow carefully to the bed. As Spike 
reclaimed her mough with is, his hand sought her netherlips.
	He trailed his finger up the moist lips of her womanhood. His 
mouth left hers as he went to seek out the source of her arousal. 
He swirled his tongue around her navel and down to replace his finger. 
Willow moaned and arched up into his mought. Spike licked softly 
at her clit, loving how she squirmed benieth him.  He shifted and slid 
a finger into her tight body, groaning to himself in
anticipations. 
He began sucking and licking on Willow's small nub as she began to get 
moreexcited. Soon, she was moaning and bucking against his mouth as he 
eagerly drank her in.
	When Spike felt her coming down from her incredible climax, 
he realized just how hard it had made him. Feeling she was ready, he 
positioned himself at her entrance. Before Willow could
say anything, 
Spike had thrust his full length into her, tearing through her 
virginity. She sucked in air and a few tears rolled down her cheek. 
Spike was taken by suprise, expecting that her and the
dogboy had had 
sex before this. His face softening at this misinformation, Spike leaned 
down gently kissing away her tears as Willow sighed and pulled his 
mouth gently to hers. Sliding his tongue against her own, Spike felt 
her slowly relax and start to squirm benieth him. Smiling at her, Spike
slowly began to pump himself in and out. Her tight passage clenched 
on him and he grited his teeth from moaning loudly. Spike started to 
increase his pace until Willow was moaning and babbling in ecstacy, 
pulling at him. As he continued harder and quicker, he ran his hand up 
the side of her sweating body and took one of her breasts in his 
hand.  Leaning down, he pulled the other nipple
into his mouth to suckle 
at it. Spike felt Willow begin to tense and pulled away.
	Spike grabbed her head, forcing her to look at him.
	"Look at me!" he ordered and thrust deeper and harder into 
Willow. Spike felt her tight passage convulse around him, his fangs 
unsheathing as he emptied himself into her, filling Willow's womb 
with his seed. He leaned down and bit into Willow's neck, marking 
her as his and claiming her as his mate.
	Willow moaned with the wonderful new release. She barely noticed 
Spike biting her, but knew immediatly what it meant and smiled to 
herself, pulling him ever closer to her heart She was
in love.
	Lying deep into the soft bed, they caught their breaths 
as Spike listented to Willow's heart beat slow from it's rapid pace. 
The two lovers basked in the afterglow, never noticing the soft shine
that ran over their bodies before dissapearing into Willow's stomach.

.......Deep inside the beginning of life.....inside Willow.....

* * * * *
(exerpt from X-Files fic just so you know it's not mine)
* * * * *
Floating.
Buoyed by unseen eddies.
Water yet not.
The liquid is all encompassing.
Breathing, yes, but living in limbo.
Riding the waves of nature.
Following the path of destiny.

Hearing the call of thousands of whispered voices.
Words, meanings.

Tasting the power...
Feeling the truth...
Knowing the danger...

Wanting...peace.

Waiting for the future...

Home...love.

Calling out...come here.
Tumbling...
Sensing the arrival.
Their...

Yes...you...
Come...here.

* * * * *
This is weird.
I'm swimming.
Quickly it seems.
It's kind of dark.
How am I swimming?
No arms, no legs.

I'm bumping against others.
I think...
Other what?

I should be tired.
But the farther I go...
The more energy I seem to possess.
My instincts tell me...
I'm getting close...
To something, somewhere.

Why?
Doesn't matter.
I just know...
I must find it.
Or the place.
Whichever.

Whoa...
I think I'm here.
It's a wall or something.
Flat? No curved.
Like a sphere.

Hello...hello...is anyone there?
I *know* this is the place.
I can feel it.
Wait...it's opening...Yes.

Here I am...
Thank you.

I'm home.
* * * * *

	THREE WEEKS LATER...

	Anya and Willow sat talking in the Rosenburg living room.
	"And I didn't tell him, but he was so sweet and gentle with 
me. I love him so much." Willow sighed.
	"Wait...wait. We are talking about Spike here, right?!"Anya asked.
	"Well, of course."Willow said.
	"Tell me you used protection of some kind!" Anya nearly begged.
	"Anya, he is a vampre. They can't have kids or anything."
	"Wait here. I'll be right back." Anya said, then rushed out 
in a hurry, checking the money in her purse.
	Thirty minutes later, Anya thrust a brown bag into Willow's 
hands and ushered her into the bathroom.
	"What the-"
	"Just do it." Anya ordered turning to pace.
	Willow walked silently out of the bathroom three minutes 
later, holding out the little applicator. She seemed in a trance. 
Handing the plastic peice to Anya, she promptly fainted.

	"Wake up!" Anya shook Willow.
	Willow sat up and looks stunned.
	"You have to tell Spike.
	"I can't! It's not supposed to be able to happen!!"insisted 
Willow.
	"Willow your a witch. Witches and vampires are able to procreate. 
It has something to do with the magick running through you. That's 
why it's nearly banned by the demon community!" Anya
sighed." I thought 
you knew that."
	"But...but..."Willow went silent, looking slowly back down 
at the peice of plastic in her hand and groaning at the little plus 
sign that seemed to mock her. Proof positive that she was indeed....
pregnant.


THE END.....for now.


	Willow anxiously entered the small apartment that Spike now 
had owned for about a month. She looked nervously around the dimly 
lit room. Spike was nowhere in sight. He would probably be sleeping 
this early in the evening. Turning the corner into the bedroom, Willow 
spotted her lover lying on his back still as ever. She knew he was in 
a deep sleep. Starting to walk back from the room, Willow paused 
as she heard his groggy voice from behind her.
	"Luv, what are you doing home so early? Don't you have a 
class to be at?" he asked worried for her not being in class. He didn't 
want him to be the cause of her not graduating from UC
Sunnydale.
	Willow made a nervous face before making her way over to 
his open arms. He kissed her soudly pulling her down to lay beside 
him. Running his hand through her soft blood-red hair before kissing 
her again and giving her a soft smile. Spike noticed her face and 
his smile faded to a look of worry.
	"Willow, what is it?" he asked pulling her closer.
	"Spike, I have some.....news. I-I'm not sure if it's what 
you need to hear though. I mean, I just know your going to be mad or 
want me out of your life or something but-"
	"Willow! What in the world would make you think that?? 
Nothing could make me want you out of my life. Nothing, baby." he 
whispered, very upset that she was upset.
	"Baby.....exactly." she whispered more to herself than her 
companion.
	"What? What do you mean?" Spike asked running his fingers down 
her cheek.
	"Spike I'm.....I'm....pregnant." she whispered the last as the 
first of her tears finally rolled down her cheeks.
	"What?" he murmered.
	"I-I didn't know that it was-...I- Anya told me about how 
vampires and witches can have children only AFTER I already was. I 
thought....Spike, please believe me I-"
	"Willow I believe you honey. I do. Don't cry." he said pulling 
her close to comfort her. He had known. He had known somewhere in the
back of his mind this would happen. It was a well-known fact throughout 
the demon community that whenever a demon and a witch had sex it was almost
a guarantee that a pregnancy would result. But he had been so caught up in
the beautiful redhead he had forgotten that. In fact he could say he didn't 
care if he had remembered. He would have been unable to resist her. And 
he knew it. 
           Sighing unnecissarily, he rubbed her back softly, pulling her 
closer to him. He loved her. He knew that. Now he just had to get used to
being something he thought he'd never have the chance to be. A father.

TBC...

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