Fluff in this. PG14 I guess. next time is the big night for them! so wait for it. Just a lot of dialog. Sorry for the fluffiness, but it is need before the big-bad coming *wink*
 
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Rejoining Paths: "I Can't Believe It" 8b
 
 
 
Buffy:
 
I woke up with a start. I looked around and I needed to know where I was. I was in my room still. I looked down and there was Angel's hand on my my stomach. I heard soft whispering in a language I couldn't understand. I blinked my eyes a few time and looked over at my husband. Angel was talking. I think he was talking to the baby comparing his had was moving over my abdomen slowly caressing where our child was. 
 
"Tá tú go h-álainn," he stated. I did not understand him.
 
"Mm?"I mumbled asking him. 
 
"You're beautiful, anamchara." He smiled and his thumb moved across my stomach once again.
 
"What language are you speaking?" I pondered looking up into his eyes.
 
"Gaelic, that's what I spoke when I was a lad. I was speaking it to the baby." I grinned when he said baby. I guess I was still starting to get it settled in that I have a life that was made by Angel and I out of our true love.
 
"What did you call me before in Gaelic?" I wondered.
 
"Soul mate." he said bluntly.
 
"Soul mate, I like it, Angel." I laughed.
 
"Anamchara, gráim thú, agus gráim thú," He kissed my lips softly and then moved his head down to kiss my stomach softly before moving back up.
 
"What did you say to me..us?" I was very lost, but it was so romantic.
 
"Soul mate, I love you and I love you to the baby I mean. I love both of you, much." He kissed me again.
 
"I like when you speak Gaelic." I giggled.
 
"So are you ready for the big night tonight?" His eyes gleamed with anxiousness.
 
"Dinner alone and then time alone at the mansion?" He smiled with a slight lift in his voice for a question.
 
"Sounds good to me. Speaking of the mansion. What is up with us? Are we going to stay there? Do I need to bring clothes, and if so how many?" I asked diligently and sat up in his arms.
 
"If you want to stay there, stay there forever. I know I would love to stay there. Even though bad memories have happened there so have good memories. It could be one of the places where we race this child. We could do a little working, get heat installed and make sure everything is working properly. I know I need to go back to L.A. at the latest the last night of the week." My eyes shot down at him with worry. He was leaving me, going back to L.A.? "Don't worry, love. I am just going to get clothes and I need to talk to Wes, Fred, and Gunn about me staying here for a while. But if Cordelia gets a vision I'll be needed there. Hopefully soon we can move the company to Sunnydale because I am not letting you be in danger without me here. So no patrolling. Go with someone if you have to, Hell even go with Spike, as long as you are safe." He scowled.
 
"Hey, baby, no worries. I'll be safe. You really think I am letting the one dream that I have had all my life just waste away. This little one is the one I have been waiting on since the day I met you. I dreamed of having your child and I am not letting it get hurt, okay?" I smiled and titled his chin so he was looking directly at me.
 
"I got it." Just then my stomach growled stopping me from finishing everything I was going to say. "Time for food for my two loved ones." He smiled and picked me up. And sat me back down on the chair at my desk. "You need to change out of those clothes before I make you breakfast, or should I say lunch because if I'm right it is about 1 o'clock." He smirked going to my closet. 
 
Shuffling through my closet he looked for outfits. He found a pink shirt and a pair of light blue jeans that were almost baby colors, baby pink and light blue like a baby boy. It was kind of odd that I found out I was pregnant last night about the baby and I am already thinking about all of this. I am like baby crazy and by the clothes that Angel picked out it seemed he was as well.
 
I slipped off my outfit and pulled my jeans and sweater on rummaging on the flour for the socks that must have been disgarded when I went to sleep. The were at the foot of the bed, I slipped on the yellow jockey socks and sat down next to Angel who was now buttoning a maroon shirt over the wife beater he had just put on, black slacks already on. I sat next to him and shooed his hands away buttoning his buttons for him even though I knew he was more than capable of doing it for himself.
 
"What's for breakfast, cook-guy?" I squeaked laying My Head on his chest.
 
"Eggs?" He suggested kissing my head. 
 
"Good, I like those. I have a question." I asked bluntly.
 
"Okay, what is it, Buffy?" he asked with a hint of anxiety and concern for the next thing to come out of my mouth.
 
"Could we not tell everyone right now about the baby? I mean I promise we will tell them before you leave for L.A. again, but today I just want it to be stress free and I want me you and the baby to bask in our glow of happiness. Is that okay?" I pleaded to him actually moving my eyes from the inside of my lids to him brown chocolate pools.
 
"That sounds good to me." He said. "But tomorrow, we are telling them, okay? No holding secrets back, baby. I want things to go smoothly here because when we tell the 'scoobies' about the baby the next thing we have to do is go already to L.A. where Cordelia, who is outraging at me, to tell them. Plus we have to research the baby and what happened the other night, okay, love?" Angel pondered looking straight at my smoothing his thumb across my lips.
 
I nodded as my only retort.
 
 
 
Thanks for reading. Sorry it was just mush and kind of short. The final part of this chapter when Buffy and Angel spend the night together will be out tomorrow. Thanks for reading. PLEASE send me feeback..cuz I like that stuff makes me want to write more. Thanks..Nicole