Sorry for getting this out so late. I am really sorry. I am really really happy to those of you who are keeping an eye out for this and actually like it. This one goes out to people I know read this fic, basically all who gave me feedback from everyone from the last 2 chapters: Leanne, Skyla, Lynn, Ashleigh, Christina, Nancy, and to everyone else. I applogize if I forgot Disclaimer: Not mine, Josses characters in first chapter. Song in this is “Learning to Fly” by Pink Floyd. Chapter 10a: “The News Will Settle” *R* [nc17 things implied] Angel: “Buffy,” he sighed as I touched her stomach lightly where our baby was. She moved around in my arms squirming and moving her head into the crook of my neck. “Hmm..” she moaned out. “Common, we have to get up,” I kissed her forehead. “I don’t feel well though, Angel,” She grimaced not moving her place from mind still though. “Do you need to go to the bathroom?” I questioned my eyes looking down at her in concern. “Please?” she coughed. “Okay,” I said grabbing her in my arms taking her half naked form to the bathroom adjacent to my room. “Thanks,” she said as she was set on the tile floor. “Anything,” I said holding her hair back to get her ready for her to through up. She heaved up every small thing that she had ate. She had hardly ate any saying she didn’t feel good last night, this was worrying me. We would have to go to the doctor after talking to everyone in Los Angeles about what was going to happen. She was dry heaving now and I was deadly worried. She was shaking uncontrollably and this wasn’t supposed to happen I thought. I didn’t go through it with Darla, but I was almost positive that shaking and getting the chills were not supposed to happen. “Are you okay?” I asked rubbing her back and she turned around to look at me. “Fine, you know morning sickness,” she said. “But you are shaking, Buffy. This isn’t supposed to happen,” I retorted. “Angel, I’m fine, I promise. We’ll go to see the doctor later and if you really want to you can tell him that you are worried, okay?” she pondered. “Okay, I like that idea,” I sighed bringing her into my arms stroking her damp hair lightly. “Can we take a shower, I feel a little gookie,” she stated in a child like manner. “How about a bath?” I looked down at her sickened face. “Good idea,” she laughed sitting her head on my shoulder. I picked her up and sat her on the counter of the sink. I went over to the bath and started the water. “Do you want bubbles?” “Bubbles? Yes,” she whispered leaning back against the wall next to the mirror. “Okay,” I confirmed pouring the ‘Mr. Bubble’ into the tub making the bathroom fill with a pleasant fruity sent. I left the filling white marbled tub and walked over to her. She looked so small, but yet so beautiful. She was wearing a pair of wrinkled low-rise jeans and a pink top. Soon she wouldn’t be able to fit in those pants or shirt right. I smiled at that thought, she wouldn’t fit because she was going to be pregnant with my kin. This is such an amazing feeling, to know I will do something I never thought I could do. I never thought I could have a baby with Buffy, let alone a baby for the second time. This had been my dream, to have kids with Buffy. “What are you smiling at you big lug?” she giggled at my glazed over look. “I was thinking about how in a few months you weren’t going to fit into those pants or that shirt,” I chuckled. “Shut up, Angel! Why would you smile at that?” she questioned bitterly. “Because the reason you won’t fit will be because you’ll be pregnant with my child, with our baby, baby,” I smiled touching her chin. “You mean you’ll be happy when I’m like that?” She quirked. “Oh God yes. You will swell with a thing our love made, a love that was forbidden has made a new life out of love and you will carry that. How can I not love it? I mean it’s an amazing thing,” I whispered kissing her nose. “Your so sweet,” she teared up, “but still a bad liar.” “Could never about this, trust me,” I said honestly. “Sure,” she rolled her eyes. She undid the buttons of my blue shirt while kissing a smooth trail down my chest. I purred low in my chest as she did it, it felt so soft and lovely. I could smell her become aroused by my chest’s vibration. //Into the distance, a ribbon of black Stretched to the point of no turning back// “I love it when you do that,” her eyes glimmered up at me. “You do, do you?” I asked in amazment. Something so carnal as growling makes my little ball of light aroused. “Oh very so much, Angel,” she squinted and moved to the buckle of my pants. “Who would’ve guessed?” I murmured into her hair as she let my pants fall to the floor and starting on the hem of my silk boxers. //A flight of fancy on a windswept field Standing alone my senses reeled// “I love the silk boxers you wear too,” Buffy breathed making my hair stand up on my lower stomach as she released my manhood from the boxers slipping them down. “I know, silk is the best,” I flatly left it at that as she kissed my chest softly. I started on her light shirt and stripped it from her. “I agree,” she pressed another kiss to my chest and moved up to my collarbone when I moved to her pants. I unlocked the button in the wrinkled jeans. She was wearing a light pink thong that matched her shirt in an odd kind of way. She was braless which I loved. She was perfect in everyway. //A fatal attraction holding me fast, how Can I escape this irresistible grasp?// “And I like your underwear,” I kissed her head lovingly pulling the garment that I adored to her ankles. “I thought you might,” She said laying her head lightly on my upper shoulder. “You think about if I like underwear or not?” I pondered. “Only mine I hope,” she looked up into my eyes with a questioning look. “Only yours forever, Buffy,” I kissed her lips and scooped her up into my arms. //Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Tongue-tied and twisted Just an earth-bound misfit, I// “Bath time..” she sighed as she settled on my lap in the tub. She was curled into a ball near me, “Sit between my legs, your back to me, please.” “Kinky, aren’t we?” she giggled. “No, just does it,” I stated. She grimaced and turned around to face the facet running her hands under it slowly, “Fine, Oscar the Grouch.” “What?” I didn’t have the slightest clue what she was talking about, but I figured it was one of her pop-culture refrences. “Sesame Street, my dear,” she said giggly once again. //Ice is forming on the tips of my wings Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything// “Okay,” I stated taking vanillia body wash that she had brought into my hands. I rubbed them together making a lather then moving to her shoulders, kneeding them till I heard her moan. “Like that?” “Hmm..mm,” she mumbled leaning her head back to my chest her dry hair tickling my chin. “I’m glad you like it,” I sighed kissing her soft smelling hair. “I love it,” I could hear the smile in her face. “Good, baby,” I beamed and went down lower melding in flesh with my hands. She was so tense, I couldn’t believe it. I guess the stress of the last couple of days and the anxiety of what’s going to happen today that gets her tense. “You’re so tense.” “Y’know how it goes,” she grumbled just letting me move the soft honey feeling skin move in my hands. //No navigator to guide my way home Unladened, empty and turned to stone// “Yeah, I know what you mean,” I said turning her around to look at me, “let me take it all away for you?” “Anytime,” she smiled and I kissed her nose. “How about know?” I quirred. “Now sounds perfect,” She grinned. I started kissing her and needing the flesh of her slightly reddened breasts between my hands. She moaned and I answered her moan, “It does, indeed.” //A soul in tension that's learning to fly Condition grounded but determined to try Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I Above the planet on a wing and a praye// We moved together in unison. I took away her tension she did the same for mine. We spent hours in the bath time moving and having bliss together just being happy in each others arms. Love making had been now a favorite part of our days out of want. But today it was different the hard and happy times we had gone through the last couple of days was easing, though it still needed to be freed from our bodies. It was freed now. //My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air, Across the clouds I see my shadow fly Out of the corner of my watering eye A dream unthreatened by the morning light Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night There's no sensation to compare with this Suspended animation, A state of bliss// After staying in the bath at least an hour I wrapped her in a fluffy towel and layed her on the bed walking into the closet to get ready to meet my friends for a small lunch. It would be a long day, at least we have a good start this morning. But the sooner we talk to my crew we’ll leave this behind us and have fun before returning to Sunnydale and research about what’s going on. ------------------- Thanks for reading. Again I’m sorry for being so long please feed me and tell me what you think. I know you’ve been waiting for me to put in what Cordelia and the gang thinks and it’s coming. I just was in a fluffy mood to write right now and I felt like it needed another little transition. So I’ll write more this week I hope and be done with chapter 10 and all the little things then we’ll get to the big bad and more angst of course. But fluff will be thrown in sporadically. Again sorry and thanks for reading. Pleace feedback. Have a great day. Peace&Love …Nicole