Babies Daddy

Babies Daddy
Spuffy paring with NC 17 in future chapters
I do not own Spuffy or anything related to them and do not make any profit from my stories. I just borrow the characters and return them safely back after I'm done having them help me tell a story. They know its acting and no actuall fictional character be him man, woman, dog, cat, or other characters where harmed, killed, or really emotionally damage while writing this story......

Buffy waddled into the kitchen with her left hand holding her lower back. She was concerned if her belly grew any larger, she'd need a wheelchair to get around in. If anyone had told her pregnancy would be this hard, she was sure she would have had thought twice about it.

"Honey, what are you doing up?" Joyce asked, since her daughter had just laid down on the couch twenty minutes ago.

"I just can't watch one more minute of soap opera love life," Buffy huffed as she moved to sit at the kitchen table. "Reminds me too much about my life."

"Well, maybe if you had told him," Joyce tried to reason, for the first time feeling comfortable bringing the subject up for further discussion.

"Oh, yeah, like he would have chosen me, his wife over the woman who is the mother of his firstborn son. Now I’m the ex-wife and he’s all settled down with his new family."

"You could have given him the choice of which child he wanted to be the stay-at-home-parent with." Joyce said, wondering why her daughter never informed her now ex-husband about the pregnancy.

"I didn't see it that way. He had a choice. He knew we were trying to start a family. He had to have known I could have been pregnant when he chose to leave," Buffy decided to explain some of her reasoning for why she didn't tell Spike about her condition.

Joyce came to sit across from her daughter. She placed her hand over Buffy's and gave it an encouraging squeeze, offering the young woman her support.

The tears began to flow down her cheeks as she continued to tell her mother more, "Instead he never even asked if I could have conceived and has made no attempt since he left to find out if I had. That tells me that neither I nor any child we made matters to him."

Joyce felt like someone had punched her in the stomach. To hear the pain in her baby's voice and see the anguish on her face made her sick to her stomach. Her hand tightened over Buffy's wishing she could take on some of her burden, to help lighten her oldest daughter's load.

"Just think, I don't have to figure out visitations or feel obligated to him for child support. Once the babies are born, it'll be time for school to start. I'll go back to work and we'll live our lives and eventually he will be nothing more than a bad memory." Buffy told her mother, hoping with everything that her words would come true someday.

"I’ll help you anyway I can, you know that," Joyce promised as she stood to finish making them some lunch. "You know Rupert and Dawn will, too."

"I know, and that’s why I know it’ll all work out," Buffy reassured her mother, even if she felt as if she was barely hanging on to her sanity.

Buffy looked down at her huge, rotund, seven and a half month pregnant belly with such sadness. Inside her womb, she carried twins, a reminder that her ex-husband didn't love her as much as he had once told her.

"Don't worry little ones, it's his loss," she whispered, thinking her mother wouldn’t hear.

Joyce kept quiet after hearing her daughter's comment, realizing the words were not for her ears. She was never a violent person by nature, but right now, she would love to get her ex-son-in-law alone in a room. Just a few hours is all she would need to make Spike Bledsoe hurt for doing this to her daughter.

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Spike smiled as his four-year-old son ran toward him. The smiling blue eyes telling him he had made the right choice. The same blue eyes and prominent cheekbones told him without question that he was this boy's father.

His lawyer had told him it would be impossible to win custody of his son, unless he could prove Dru to be an unfit mother. That left him with a difficult decision, one that cost him the love of his life. One he regretted everyday of his life since leaving her five months ago.

"Daddy, look what I found?" Nigel yelled as he showed his father the funny looking rock he'd bought at the Zoo's gift shop.

"What a big rock. We’ll have to show all your friends what a big rock you have," Spike chuckled as he lifted his reason for being there up into his arms.

"Yes, my William, I think we should," Dru purred as she joined her son and now fiancée.

"Hello, Pet," Spike greeted his dark princess with a tender kiss.

It had been hard at first trying to get back the relationship they had before she had left him five years ago. It was still hard at times, especially when he thought of whom he would rather be sharing this time with. He missed his Goldilocks terribly.

"Well, well, look what we have here, honey." A familiar voice broke into Spike's little family moment. "If it’s not Mr. Heartbreaker himself in all his glory," Xander Harris addressed peroxide blonde, pain in the ass with an expression of pure hatred directed at Spike.

"Xander, please don't, you promised." Willow begged her husband. "This won't help her at all."

"No, but it makes me feel good," Xander stated as he glared at the man who had broken his best friend's heart. "The only thing that could beat this would be if I read someday soon of your gruesome demise."

Willow gasped. "Come on, Xander, we need to find Giles and get out of here."

They had come with Rupert to keep him company and to enjoy the zoo. Giles had some research material that he had to drop off to a friend that worked there. Otherwise, they would have been in good ole Sunnydale instead of here in Los Angeles.

"Oh, Rupert is here?" Spike asked, wondering if he had the courage to ask the older man about Buffy.

Willow turned her attention toward Spike for the first time and tried to control her feelings as she again pleaded with her husband, "Let's go Xander, he really isn’t worth our time or the bother."

Spike felt the pain of their rejection of him. It angered him they showed him such disrespect, especially in front of his son, as he commented about it, "Please, try and refrain from making your comments in front of my son."

"Your son? How sure are you of that, Spikey?" Xander asked sarcastically. "Did the DNA come back saying perfect match? ‘Cause you know the old saying, 'mommy's baby, daddy's maybe',” Xander snorted as he took his wife's hand before turning to leave.

That left Spike glaring and a wide-eyed Dru behind as they walked away to go and find Giles. Their day had been perfect until they had come upon Buffy's ex-husband kissing the bitch he had left their best friend for several months ago.

"You know you can see he's Spike's son," Willow said, wishing they hadn’t come with Giles today. The last thing she needed was seeing Spike acting the family man, with someone other than Buffy.

"Yeah, I know. I just hope the twins only look like Buffy, for her sake," Xander sighed, wishing he could have punched the punk ass bastard one time.

"Whelp! Wait up," Spike called out as he decided he was not going to let them have the last word.

Xander's body stiffened, his face turned red and his facial expression made Willow shudder. She was certain things were about to get ugly.

Spike felt a chill travel down his spine. He'd never seen Harris so angry, so close to committing a violent act, as he was right at that moment. Usually he was a laid-back person and very easy going.

"Spike, please just go and be with them," Willow pleaded trying to keep the confrontation from happening.

"Them! He is my son," Spike growled.

"Okay, so we've been told," Xander replied as he stood, his body rigid and his fists clenched at his side.

"Listen, things happen," Spike tried to explain, wishing he could explain everything. Make them realize it was all about keeping his son safe.

"Things happen? You marry Buffy; promise her the forever until death do you part. After everything, she'd been through with Angel. After you brought her out of her shell and made her believe in love again and then you crush her!" Xander shouted, wondering how this poor excuse of a human being thought he could explain what he did to his best friend.

"She will survive," Spike said, fully believing she would. "She’s stronger than you give her credit for."

"Fuck you, Spike!" Xander barked, "Rationalize it all you want. You deserted her, abandoned the woman you vowed to love, honor, and cherish and a few other lies you told her."

Willow tried to stop her husband before he lost total control and told more than he should. The last thing he needed to do was let Spike know that he left more than just Buffy behind. Something very personal that would remind Buffy of her ex-husband for the rest of her life.

"Baby, people are looking at us," Willow said, wishing Giles would show up and help diffuse the situation.

"I need to be here for my son!" Spike yelled, wishing this was not happening. "Buffy said she understood."

Willow felt her anger start to boil over and was about to voice her feeling toward the insensitive brute. Instead, a distinguished British male voice spoke before she had a chance to say anything.

"Willow, Xander, meet me back at the car," Giles instructed the couple, with a tone of voice everyone knew meant to obey his command, no questions asked.

As the couple walked away, Spike felt his life was no longer threatened. If looks could kill, he would be dead where he stood, with the last glare Harris directed his way.

Spike turned to face the older man that loved Buffy as if she were his own flesh and blood. Giles knew Buffy from high school. Through her, the librarian met and married Buffy's mother, Joyce.

"Do not ever speak her name again," Giles said, his voice held a threatening quality to it and his eyes looked cold and deadly as he appraised the man that broke his Buffy's heart.

"What did you expect Buffy to say? Did you think she would have begged you not to leave her? Plead for you to stay? Lose her dignity? She'd already done that with Angel and all she got in return was humiliation. Why in the bloody hell would she risk the same treatment from you? Answer me that, would you?" Giles did his best to point out how Spike had misunderstood Buffy's so-called understanding of the situation.

Spike for the first time realized just what he might have done to his Goldilocks. He'd only thought of being with his son, protecting him and being a permanent fixture in his life. Even if it meant he had to live with Dru.

He never really thought of how it might hurt Buffy in the end. He had truly believed with having her friends and family she would move on and live her life. Has he been living a life of protective denial all this time? Only today to have that shield ripped away?

"Live your life Mr. Bledsoe, enjoy your son. I really cannot comprehend why you felt you had to choose," Giles stated as he gave the young man a look of pity as he added, "I just hope you realize one day what you gave up, and then you choke on it."

Spike wondered what had happened to make them hate him so much. He was sure if anything bad had happened, Joyce or Dawn would have called to torture him about it. The last time he had seen Buffy was at the lawyer's office four months ago. It looked like she had put on a few pounds, but appeared healthy.

He watched as the older man walked away. For about the millionth time he wondered if he had made the wrong choice. Should he have tried to fight Dru in the courts and raise his son with Buffy? Every night he would fall asleep dreaming of saving his marriage and keeping his son.

Dru's threat that she would run and he'd never see Nigel again, was a valid one. He knew she would make true her promise, take him where he'd never be found. Drusilla had connections to hide her for the rest of her life. The only way he'd find her again would be- if she wanted to be found.

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