Authors note: Okay I know a few of you want to know where the rest of this fic is and up to chapter 3 it's on my site: www.passionliesbeneath.2ya.com or at Leanne's site up to chapter 8: http://www.geocities.com/leapg2003/Nicolesfanfiction.html 2nd authors Note: Okay so yeah. I just realized that I put Cordelia out of her coma. She is. I'm not gonna put a back story to it. But it happened right before Angel went to go see Buffy, okay? Sorry to get confused. But there you go kids. Oh and Conner is bye bye, but I have a feeling we will see him again. I like drama if you couldn't see that already I always stir up things. "Rejoining Paths" 8c: I can't Believe It *NC-17* Disclaimer in part 1. "wild horses" by Chantal kreviaz, and "true love" by Jefferson airplane..don't own Warning: Very fluffy and NC-17, i know most of you've been waiting. thanks! Angel: As soon as the sunset I headed back to the mansion to let Buffy get ready as well as myself. I made her dinner tonight, something simple. But to her it would mean something since we haven't had a real "date" yet. She is so sentimental about this kind of stuff. But I love her and I love this baby so I am gonna make this night worth while for her. I will show her how much I love her, she means so much to me. She's the perfect woman and she is even more than perfect because she is carrying my child. I love her. God I love her so much. The mansion was set. I had cooked some spaghetti up. It was a lame dinner, but I would have to make it for her. I bought roses on my way home, 3 dozen. I had put the first, red ones, in the clear vase on the table where we would eat dinner. Then I spread some sporadicly around the house. I hope Buffy liked it. I wanted to make this night perfect for her. The table was set and the food was on the stove as I walked toward the shower. I tore the sweats and shirt that I was still wearing off and climbed in. I stood there letting the water run over me. I put it on the hottest it would go. I loved it like that, it reminded me of Buffy, so hot and wet. God I can't wait till she was here. I loved her so much. I didn't deserve everything she has given me and everything she is going to give me. She is giving me a child. I wasn't giving this one up either, it..he or she..isn't going to be like Conner. It is going to have two parents that love him and that love each other. I washed my hair with Buffy's shampoo. I really needed to go get my own. One day I hope to see her and my own shampoo on the shelf. I wanted her to live here..with me. I know I still had obligations in L.A. like w/h and Cordelia. I had to work on those to things. Then there was Wes, Fred, Gunn and ugh Cordelia. I'll work that out later. First I have to show Buffy the love she deserves and tell her my plans for her moving in here and raising our child here. I have to tell her. And I need to find out what happened the other night with Angelus. I still feel like something is pulling at me. It feels like it did all those years ago when I was brought back from hell. I pushed the thoughts out of my mind when the shampoo fell off the rack in the shower and hit my foot. "Fuck." I said and reached down to put it back up while finishing showering up. I turned off the water and got out wrapping the white fluffy towel that Buffy and I had bought at the store. She insisted that we needed more than one towel since there is two of us and in case we stayed here we needed to shower. I smiled at the fact that she liked it here. Maybe it wasn't a bad idea of us living here. So many memories. We can make new ones. I walked to the bedroom with the towel around my waist and clothes in hand. I dropped them in a pile on the floor where the clothes from yesterday were put. I walked to the dresser and pulled out a pair of black slacks and a maroon silk shirt. Buffy loved silk. She always had since the night of her seventeenth birthday. Red silk sheets I had put on my bed. They were the best and made your skin feel so good. I think that's why she liked the silk. But I was hoping that the shirt wouldn't stay on too long and that it would be on the floor with Buffy's clothes later. I disregarded the towel and put on my clothes before walking into the bathroom once more. I put my hair up in spikes with the light gel Cordelia had bought me because she said "you need to keep your hair in good shape, wouldn't want it to get grey" stupid bint. She should know by now that my hair won't get gray. I've been around over 2 centuries, it doesn't go gray. But I knew Buffy loved the spikes so I put it up for her. This night was for her after all. I walked to the kitchen and put the spaghetti on the plates and the sauce on top of that. I pulled the bread from the oven and set one slice on each plate. I heard soft knocking at the door as I light the candles on the table and put the silver wear next to the plates. I walked to the door and opened it. Buffy. She was standing there in a beautiful light pink sun dress that went to her knees. It had yellow flowers on it and went down devilishly low at her chest and gave a small view of her petite breast. He hair was toppled on the top of her head with curls flowing downward out of a pink heart clip, two tendrils of hair rounded her face. She looked magnificent. "You look beautiful, love." I smiled and kissed her shiny chap-sticked lips. *** Buffy: I kissed him back, but didn't want it to go that far since she was standing in the doorway and the soft chill outside ran goosebumps up her arms as she shivered. Angel pulled her in to his embrace and shut the door. I pulled away for air. He looked ravishing. "You don't look too bad yourself, mister." I gleamed trying to shake off the chill from outside as I stared at the hearth of the fire he had made and then into those soft orbs. "I love the outfit." "I love yours more. It fits your personality. Sweet and gentle. I love it." Angel kissed my temple and wrapped his arms around my waste. "You'll like the outfit under this even more." I winked suggestively. I was wearing my new bra and panties set that I had bought at the mall when Angel was looking for clothes. It was beige with small pink and yellow flowers on it. Almost see through. He would love it. I smiled just as to think of him being happy. My stomach growled loudly and I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. "Looks like someone's hungry." He commented and took my hand to lead me to the table. "Someone is ready for Angel's food." I giggled and he pulled out the chair for me and I looked at the table. There was a red table cloth, red roses in a vase and of course spaghetti. He knew me too well. I loved it. "Yum. Spaghetti. One of my faves." I didn't sit down in the chair he offered me instead I waited for him to sit in the chair adjacent to mine and I sat in his lap. "You like my lap?" He joked. "Very so much, sir." I giggled as he put the fork into the spaghetti and fed me a bite. "This is amazing. Better than the fast food I've been eating lately." "Oh no. No more fast food for you. It is bad for the baby. I am gonna make you food from now on, understand?" He looked at me sternly raising an other bite to my mouth. "I could get used to that." I smiled and chewed the yummy goodness down. "Good because I'm going to stick around and make lots for you and the baby." He gleamed and took a bite himself. "Your going to make me fat. Do you want me fat?" I questioned. "Could never be, your a rail. You've lost a lot of weight since I left. It's not good for you or the baby. You need to gain weight and plus you are eating for two." He smiled and placed his hand on my stomach rubbing it lightly like he didn't even know he was doing it. "Are you saying I'm too skinny?" I sniffled. "No, you are perfect, but when your pregnant you are supposed to gain weight, baby." He tried to fix the problem, but he had done nothing wrong. "Then I'm going to be a whale and your going to think I am ugly." I pouted as he fed me again. He liked this feeding thing, I thought. "Never going to happen. You are the most beautiful woman. You wouldn't be ugly if you were covered in green slime." he chuckled lightly. "You've said that before. Thank you." I kissed his lips lightly and I could taste the sauce on his lips. I knew he was only eating because I was eating too, but I was glad he could sit with me and eat it made me feel so loved. "Welcome. We need to talk, Buffy." He looked at me in the eye as I picked up the bread and took a bite. "Okay, shoot big shot." I said trying not to reveal my fear. What was he going to tell me? "How do you feel about moving in here?" He said taking after taking a nibble of bread too. "Here? I would love too. But it would be too big to live in all by myself." I commented back. ** Angel: "You wouldn't have to," I grinned down at her as she was picking at the bread and spaghetti. "Who would live here with me?" She inquired. "Me." I stated. "B-but you l-live in L-l.A. not here with me." She stuttered and I could see tears forming in her eyes. "Hopefully not for long. I was hoping that Wes, Gunn, Fred, and Cordy could take over the firm while I stayed here with you and the baby. I mean they are more capable than I am. Gunn is super lawyer man, Fred is scientist chick, and Wes and Cordy they run the company more than I even do. Anyways you need someone here to patrol for you because there is no way in hell I am letting you patrol with the baby on the way. With our baby on the way." I added. She beamed up at me with a glimmer in her eyes, "But you have to go back to L.A. I don't like the idea of living here alone. And we need to fix this up, I know I am capable of doing it, but I want me AND you to do it if it is going to be our home." "I've even thought about that. You can live at the house or come with me to L.A. while Xander, yes Xander, starts the minor repairs and plumbers, electricians, and cleaning crews come and fix it up. But all the furniture and painting and all the fun stuff can be left up to us. What do you say?" I asked worriedly. "I say you've thought about this a lot and it sounds like you have everything planned out. All I have to say is let's tell Spike to patrol while I go to L.A. with you. I could use a trip out of here with you. And this place is amazing. I can imagine our child running around here. Us making love here. I love it. You are my hero, Angel. You think of everything." She kissed me softly. "I'm so happy you said. I was imagining all your stuff in the bathroom and I got so excited. I felt like I was four." I chuckled and she seemed to be amused by that. "What a silly man I love." She smiled. Just then I heard the song we danced to at prom. I remembered that I put on music before she came in. I lifted her off me and I stood up next to her "Care to dance, my lady?" She smiled and said, "A pleasure, kind sir." And took the hand that I had offered her. We danced slowly to the music. Swaying back and forth. My hands on her lower back and her arms around my back. Her head lay on my chest and I listened to the music as well as her heart beat. The baby's heart beat too. I could hear it. So faint yet so strong. "I can hear it's heart beat." "You can? I'm jealous." she looked up at me with tears in her eyes. "You'll hear it when we go to the doctors," I smiled down at her as the blond head of curls went back to resting on my shoulder. I could feel a wet tear slip on my shirt. "Thank you for tonight, Angel." I heard her muffled words rumble through my body. "Your welcome, Buffy." I kissed her head tenderly and stroked through the soft material over her back. "I love silk on you. It feels so soft on my cheek." I could feel her smile in my chest and snuggle her face to it. "I knew you would like it." I smiled again. I don't think I've smiled this much in a year. "You were right." She giggled. It was the sweetest sound I had ever heard. "I have a question for you, baby." I said and she looked up at me with anticipation and dried tears on her cheek. She was being over emotional. Already hormones were kicking in. "I'm up for a question." She smiled and I kissed her nose before getting down on one knee. Her eyes bulged out at my action. "Buffy Anne Summers, I know we haven't been together for even a week, but I know that I love you I have loved you for at least 7 years. The joy you bring me. Hell it's even more than I could ever express. I lost my soul because you are all I could ever think about. It hasn't changed. We may have gone our separate paths. But it's obvious fate wants us together and wanted us to rejoin paths. We made a baby out of our love. And I know I love you. So Buffy, will you make the deal final in this rejoining of two lovers rejoining paths by becoming my wife, again?" I gushed. **** Buffy: "Yes, Angel. Even though in my heart we are already married. Yes I will marry you. Yes..God..Mr. O'Brien..I will marry you." I poured out my heart with tears slipping down my cheeks. As the song ended he smiled and I saw a tear fall from his own eyes. He chuckled and breathed in an unneeded breathe as he put my claddagh ring. I wonder how he got that. He his own from the chain around his neck on as well. "I love you." he breathe and kissed both rings. "And you, little one." He kissed my stomach and placed his cheek on it. "You are our miracle." Our miracle. I never thought of the baby as that. But he or she is. Our Morales and I believe in miracle. It was a miracle that Angel and I fell in love; it was a miracle to make this baby; and it was a miracle that Angel and I were getting married. He moved up to my face and kissed it tenderly. "I love you." he puffed out and I could feel shivers run up and down my spine. "Are you cold?" he lulled in a husky voice and picked me up in his arms carrying me to the newly cleaned bedroom. The whole room was sprinkled with rose petals pink and yellow. Vanilla candles were seated sporadically around the room and it created a beautiful scene for my eyes. He planned this. He was so sweet. God I loved him. He lowered me to the bed. "I love you too, lover." I breathed back as he undid the clasp that held my dress together around my neck. The pink halter sun dress fell off my shoulders and her tugged it down and discarder it on the floor. He stared at me as if in awe. I guess he liked my new lingerie. He smiled playfully and kissed my abdomen up. Finally settling on my lips he kissed them lovingly. "I want to show you how much I love you, God I love you so much." he unclasped my bra and kissed all over my shoulders. His tongue dipped into the hollow of my collarbone. I moaned loudly and he moved to my breast. He tantalized my nipples pulling and nipping. "Angel!" I breathed in a husky tone. In a way pleading with him to go lower. He did not. He stayed at my breast for at least ten minutes teasing me. I was so wet. My panties were soaked. I knew he could smell it, hell I could smell it. I just wanted him to touch me on my neither lips. Was that so much to ask? He was teasing me and he knew exactly what playing with my nipples did to me. "Just think these nipples...oh these nipples will feed our baby..you'll supply food for our baby now and after it's out with..these perfect supple breast. God, I love them. Just think they will swell because of our child because you feed it. Hmm..I can't wait." He mumbled and moved downward. He stopped at my belly button and again bit all around on my stomach. "This smooth plane will be large with my child. You will be so beautiful. Full with my child. So full and beautiful. It will grow in you and I will love it. God I will love it. So lovely, I will always love it. The baby will make you even more beautiful. Especially here.." He licked my stomach to prove his point. Finally I got what I wanted he moved to my panties. "Wet for me baby? Your so wet. Your lace panties...by the way they are fucking sexy...they are soaked with desire. Desire for me right, baby?" he questioned. "Umm...hmmm..." I moaned out pushing his head down to my panties. His nose rubbed against it making me shout. "You like that, baby? How about this?" He bit my mound through the beige lace. "Fucking scream, God baby I love when you scream to me. I love when you writhe underneath me clenching around my fingers, spasming. God I love making you cum.' I loved when he talked dirt to me, it just made me even more wet. I pushed my hips up towards my face. But his only response was a chuckle and his hands to push my hips back down to the bed as he slid my panties down. His face was planted above my sex and I could feel him getting ready to lick me. He kissed down the outside lips before entering with his tongue. "So wet." He licked the juices that were already coming. He licked my clit teasing and pulling. I was moaning none stop. "That's what I like to here, lover." He shoved a digit in my pussy, then adding an other right along afterward in my slick channel. He pumped them in and out, in and out. It felt like heaven as he went down on me. I had the orgasm I wanted as he finished with his fingers and tongue. He came up to my face as I came down and licked the musk of my channel off of him as I watched. It was pleasantly erotic. The next thing I knew he was kissing me and entering me with his full man hood. It felt amazing. He pumped slowly into me, in and out in loving strokes. "I love you, Buffy Anne O'Brien." He smiled down at me as my eyes closed. "Open your eyes I want to see you come as I make you cum for me. Please, baby?" he pleaded. I opened my eyes slowly and looked up at him. He smiled in response and kissed my nose slowly. "Loovee you too.." I trailed off and kissed him back. "Harder, Angel, harder." I pleaded and looked straight into his eyes. He didn't go any harder just soft strokes and his hand moved down to first rub his stomach then he manipulated my clit. I came instantly. "a-a-a-a-a-NGEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I shouted and convulsed around him squeezing his hearth with my inner muscles. "Buffy.." he moaned and pumped too hard strokes into me and came spurting his seed inside of me. He followed with a few soft strokes as we both came down from our orgasms. He rolled off of me and pulled me into his strong arms. I lay there sated. I drew silly patterns on his stomach. "I love you both." "We love you too, Angel. So fucking much. But next time you can pump harder." I smiled and kissed the top of his chest. "Sorry if finding out my wife is pregnant doesn't make me want to fuck her senseless. Instead I wanted to make sweat love to you. Show you my love for you and the baby." I could here the sadness in his voice. I guess he didn't think I liked it. But he was the furtherest from true. I did like it, more than liked it, I LOVED it. "I loved it Angel. I know how much you love me. Trust me." I covered his chest with kisses and smiled. "I'm glad." He kissed my head. "Now get some sleep tomorrow is going to be a long day.I love you." "I love you too." I lay there on Angel's chest making lazy patterns. I knew he was sleeping. I couldn't sleep just yet. I was thinking about how lucky I was. I was pregnant with the only man I ever loved. Angel and I were back together, I loved him. I didn't know how an amazing man like him got a messed up person like me. I was excited about the baby. I also was scared about this baby, this miracle. What if it was not meant to be? What if Angel left me? These fears floated through my mind, But I knew that this fantastic man loved me and I was carrying this miracle child and I just knew I could never let him go. As if he knew what I was thinking his arms tightened around me. And I breathe as deep as possible and let the thoughts drift. I only wanted to think about him and our love and our love making this baby. I kissed his chest and rested my cheek on the smooth, pale plane as I sighed and drifted off to bed The perfect view of the most star-crossed love played out in front of the world. If you even glanced at the couple you could tell they were happy. If you didn't know them you would think it would be something out of a fairytale not two lost souls finding each other then and now and rejoining paths in love and making a child. An impossible miracle had come true through the purest love ever committed. Thanks for reading! Please feedback me. Please tell me what you think. If I get good feedback I'll try to get Chapter 9 written and out as soon as possible...Have a great week..Nicole