Buffy stared nervously at the closed door that led to the examination room in
Dr. Wiseburg's office. Willow had entered through it twenty minutes before, and
although Buffy wanted to be in there with her, she had been asked to stay outside.
Willow had promised that she'd find some way to get Buffy in with her next time,
but this time Willow had said there were some things that she wanted to ask Dr.
Wiseburg and that she wouldn't be able to think if Buffy were in there with her.
Buffy didn't know if she liked that very much, but she did admit that she did seem
to have an affect on how well Willow was able to concentrate. In fact, it was a
matter of pride to the Slayer just how easily she was able to distract her lover.
So, she had ceded to her lover's request, and now here she paced in the waiting
room, making a certain Nurse Brackett very nervous.
"You know, there's vending machines right down the hall that hold soda and
snacks if you would like to get something to snack on while waiting", Nurse
Brackett suggested. Buffy's pacing was starting to drive her crazy. The girl had
been pacing for the last twenty minutes...ever since Willow Rosenberg had entered
the doctor's office.
Buffy stopped her pacing briefly to look at the harried nurse. "Thanks. But
I'm trying to give up caffeine," Buffy replied, smiling slightly before she
started her turn past the nurse's desk again, "...at least for the next eight
months", Buffy mumbled under her breath. She hadn't realized when she had made
the suggestion to Willow how hard it was going to be to go without caffeine.
Buffy felt like she could gladly kill for a Pepsi right now.
"Really? Because you really look like you could use some right now", Nurse
Brackett said, her voice mostly jolly, although there was a touch of sarcasm to
it. Buffy looked back at the slightly chubby nurse and wondered if she was
teasing her, then realized that she had been attempting to wear a rut into the
"Sorry. I guess I'm a bit nervous", Buffy apologized, shrugging a little as
she tried to relax. The nurse gave her a sympathetic look, which made Buffy even
"Don't like visiting the Doctor's office, huh?" tshe nurse asked, smiling at
her. Buffy shrugged her shoulders. It had never been on the top of her list of
things to do that was for sure.
"Do you have any magazines that aren't a year old?" Buffy asked, walking over
to the magazine rack and poking at the tattered remains of magazines that had been
flipped through and pored over way too many times already.
"Well..." the nurse hesitated, looking warily around for any sign that someone
was about to come into the room, "I just bought this Soap Opera Digest. I'm not
really supposed to be reading on the job, but I get tons of down time in here, so
I usually buy one of these on my lunch break and catch up on my soaps. All My
Children is my favorite. That Susan Lucci is such a talented actress. I can't
believe it took them so long to award her an Emmy. I mean...they gave the actress
that played her daughter an Emmy way before they gave one to her. It was such a
shame. Ah well, she's got her fair reward now though doesn't she? Anyway, would
you like to read this?" Nurse Brackett asked, giving Buffy the magazine.
Buffy had started looking at the nurse strangely after that, although Buffy
decided she really was harmless enough, even if she did have a hopeless
infatuation to a soap opera.
"So, how is it going, Willow?" Dr. Wiseburg asked, gesturing for her to take
"Okay", Willow murmured, her eyes scanning around the office nervously, not
wanting to meet Dr. Wiseburg's.
"Have you told your parents and your partner about your baby yet?" he asked,
professionally, wanting to set Willow up with her supports as soon as possible.
"Well, I've told my partner. I haven't told my parents yet, but I will be very
soon", Willow said, hesitantly.
Dr. Wiseburg sat and stared at his patient for a long moment. "May I ask why
you haven't told your parents about this yet?"
"Well...my parents are...complicated", Willow murmured, staring down at her
blue jean covered leg.
"Willow, I can't stress enough the importance of getting your family's support
in this. What you are undergoing is a very emotional experience. Having them to
help you I think is key in maintaining you and your baby's health and well
Willow accepted the doctor's words of advice with good grace, accepting them in
the spirit in which they were intended. "Thank you. I'll keep that in mind",
Willow murmured, her eyes finally resting on the patient, understanding eyes of
Dr. Wiseburg nodded, dropping the subject for now. How Willow handled the
announcement of her pregnancy was really up to her. All he could do was suggest
that she tell her parents as soon as possible. What she did with the suggestion
was really up to her. "So, Willow, how are you feeling? Is the morning sickness
abating any?" he asked, hoping that by moving away from the subject of her
parents, Willow would relax some.
Willow nodded, relieved to have the pressure off for a little while. "Yeah, I
mean I still have it, but not as often."
"Good...good," Dr. Wiseburg said, jotting something down on the paper in front
of him, "Any other symptoms you would like to talk about?"
Willow thought it over, wondering if she had noticed anything else. "Well,
I've been more tired recently."
Dr. Wiseburg nodded at that. "Perfectly normal. It's your body's way of
adjusting to the new life inside of you. Plus, the fetus will be feeding off of
you, so you may notice your energy reserves dwindle if you do not eat properly.
If I may ask, what are your dietary habits?"
"Pretty good," Willow said, then hesitated, "well...for any normal college
student, I guess. Though they have been a lot better recently. Buffy has been
taking really good care of me, and making me eat all kinds of vegetables, and
making me drink milk. She even made me give up caffeine, which is hard for me
because I really like coffee." Dr. Wiseburg looked impressed, so Willow smiled
"Buffy...that is your friend who is waiting out in my waiting room for you,
right?" Dr. Wiseburg, asked, trying to match the name with a face. Willow
nodded. "Well, it seems to me she's got the right idea. Just continue to eat
healthy, balanced meals, plenty of milk and do stay away from the caffeine, even
though it's hard, you should be fine." Willow nodded. "Is there anything else
you would like to talk to me about?"
"Umm..." Willow began, starting to blush before she could even formulate the
thought. Dr. Wiseburg noticed the very interesting color overtaking Willow's
face, but refrained from making any comment on it. "I was wondering...umm...well
...my partner and I haven't umm..." Willow stuttered, trying to figure out how in
the world she was going to ask this question without keeling over and dying from
embarrassment. 'If you're doing it. I think you should be able to say it.'
Xander's prophetic words jump started her mouth again. "We haven't made love
since I found out I was pregnant. I think my partner is worried that we might do
something to hurt the baby, and I didn't know if it was safe or not. So, I guess
what I'm asking is...is it safe for us to make love while I'm pregnant?"
Not wanting to embarrass Willow anymore than she already was, Dr. Wiseburg
handled the question as gently and professionally as he was able. "As long as you
are comfortable making love with your partner, it is safe for you to continue."
Dr. Wiseburg didn't think it was medically possible for someone to turn as
bright red as Willow turned then, but through the blush Willow produced a Chesire
like grin, and the doctor wondered just what canary Willow had swallowed. "Thank
you. Thank you very much", Willow said, nodding and getting to her feet. She
was nodding and smiling as she backed her way to the door. As she went to open
it, Dr. Wiseburg cleared his throat. "Ahem. Are you forgetting the rest of your
It was about fifteen minutes later when Willow opened the examination room door
and walked out into the waiting room joining a very anxious Buffy.
"Well? How did it go?" Buffy asked, her blue eyes concerned as she took in the
expression on her lover's face.
"Fine. Dr. Wiseburg says that everything is fine. He basically said to keep
doing what I'm doing. Oh, and he applauded your eating suggestions for me...
including the no caffeine which is a big bummer for me...but oh well", Willow
"Anything else?" Buffy asked, as she noticed a curious blush creeping over
"Nothing I'd like to discuss here", Willow answered, glancing around the
waiting room and meeting the inquisitive eyes of Nurse Brackett.
"Well...let's get outta here then", Buffy answered, hooking her arm through
Willow's and started leading her out of the waiting room. "Oh! I almost forgot",
Buffy said, then turned and ran back to Nurse Brackett's desk. "Thanks", Buffy
said, handing the Soap Opera Digest discretely to Nurse Brackett.
"Anytime." the nurse answered cheerfully, waving Buffy and Willow out of the
Willow was quiet on the way home, her busy mind thinking up a way to surprise
Buffy with her new information. Buffy just thought that Willow wasn't ready to
share what she had learned in the doctor's office. Although Willow didn't look
too disturbed by it, Buffy couldn't help but be apprehensive about whatever it
"Do you want to go somewhere for dinner?" Buffy asked, trying to find some
avenue of conversation.
Willow nodded. "Sure," she said, brightly, "where do you want to go?"
Buffy shrugged. "Do you feel up to Italian?" she asked, wondering if Willow's
stomach would be up to the richness of Italian food.
Willow's eyes lit up at the suggestion. "Yum. I'd love some spaghetti and
meat balls right now." Her stomach growled in agreement, and Buffy laughed at the
surprised look on Willow's face. "Nice to have full agreement in this." Willow
giggled, patting her stomach.
"Yeah, I'd kill for some lasagna. Ooh, and garlic bread." Buffy grinned,
already anticipating their dinner.
Buffy and Willow looked at each other and grinned. "Mario's", they said at the
same time and laughed.
Mario's was a small, busy Italian restaurant that was usually packed to the
gills with people. The bright lighting and cheerful waiters made for a cheerful
atmosphere. And the smells that filled the place always made Buffy and Willow's
mouths water in anticipation of the great food that they served.
The second they entered the restaurant they were greeted by a short, pudgy,
cheerful man in his late forties. He was starting to bald, but he seemed to make
up for it with the large mustache that he grew. "Buffy...Willow...come in...come
in!" he greeted them enthusiastically, his voice carrying a thick Italian accent.
"It has been too long since you have graced my humble establishment with your
loveliness." He beamed at the two women.
"Mario!" Willow greeted him, hugging him enthusiastically. Buffy just beamed
at them. Mario was the type of owner who liked to know all of his steady
customers by their first names, but he held a special place in his heart for Buffy
and Willow. Buffy had saved his life from two vampires one night who had seemed
to have Italian on their diet. After that, Mario had invited Buffy to come and
have dinner for free anytime she wanted to. Buffy had taken him up on the offer
as much as possible, and had brought Willow here for their first real date. Mario
had even made a special romantic dinner for the pair, with candle light and
everything. After that, Mario's had been a favorite with them, their very own
After hugging Buffy enthusiastically, Mario grabbed two menus and gestured the
two women to follow him. "When you called, I reserved my best table for you."
Mario said, leading the two lovely ladies to a table in a quiet section of the
restaurant. It had the best lighting the place had to offer and a single white
candle was in the middle of the table, it's flickering flame casting a soft glow
on the red cotton tablecloth. He watched merrily as Buffy seated Willow, moving
her chair in closer to the table, before she took her own seat. He handed both of
them a menu and asked if they'd like anything to drink.
"I'll have a glass of milk", Willow said, her eyes glowing at Buffy's.
"I'll have the same", Buffy said, a smile lighting up her face.
"Theodore," Mario shouted out to a passing waiter. He appeared by Mario's
side in an instant. "Two glasses of milk for my guests", Mario ordered
congenially. The waiter nodded his head and scurried off to do the owner's
"Now, what would you like to eat, tonight? May I suggest the shrimp capellini?
It is excellent", Mario said, boisterously.
Willow shook her head slightly. "Spaghetti and meat balls for me, Mario",
Willow said, grinning.
Mario nodded, putting the order into memory, then smiled down at Buffy. "And
"I'll have the vegetable lasagna...and could we have a big basket of garlic
bread?" Buffy asked, handing back her menu to the jolly owner.
"But of course." Mario said, taking the other menu from Willow. "Anything for
the two most beautiful women in my restaurant." Mario smiled at the two of them,
then turned to leave to get their orders cooking.
"Oh, Mario! I almost forgot. Could we get two Caesar salads, please?" Buffy
asked, earning a reproachful look from Willow, which Mario completely missed.
"Certainly." Mario nodded, before hurrying off to get things started.
"I should have known you wouldn't forget the salad", Willow grumbled. She
swore if she ate any more green foods she would turn into a rabbit.
"I'm sorry. I'm only trying to look out for you." Buffy said softly, looking
down at the tablecloth, which she idly ran a finger over.
"I know, and I appreciate it. I just hope I don't turn into a rabbit before I
have this baby", Willow murmured, her green eyes meeting Buffy's.
"I don't know...I think you'd make a really cute rabbit", Buffy said, reaching
over to tap Willow's nose. Willow wriggled it in a rabbit-like gesture causing
Buffy to grin.
"Do you think our baby would make a really cute rabbit?" Willow asked,
"No...I think our baby will be really cute, period." Buffy grinned, softly,
wondering how their baby would look. She hoped her baby would have Willow's red
hair, while Willow hoped her baby would have Buffy's blue eyes. They grinned at
each other for a long time, communicating more with their eyes and their facial
expressions than they did with words.
Their silent communion was interrupted by Mario's return with their salads and
garlic bread. "May I say, you look truly radiant, Miss Willow. Having a baby
agrees with you." Mario noted, as he set the salad bowls and garlic bread on the
"How...how did you?" Willow gasped, speechless.
Mario smiled at Willow's shocked expression. "We old Italian men have our
ways", Mario demurred. "Also, your face says it all", Mario said, gently circling
Willow's chin with a gentle hand. Willow smiled at him bewildered. Buffy grew
nervous at the exchange and cleared her throat.
Mario looked at her, amused tolerance on the older man's face. "Ah, and the
proud papa, eh?"
Buffy's jaw dropped at the revelation. She could feel her cheeks flushing with
the heat of embarrassment. "How...how did you?" Buffy found herself mirroring the
words Willow had said a few seconds earlier.
"Ah, not only am I an old Italian. I'm an old Gypsy, eh?" Mario explained,
vivaciously. Buffy found herself laughing at Mario's explanation, nodding her
head in understanding. She had found that Gypsy's knew more about the magic and
wonder of nature than most other people did.
"Ah, it does this old heart good, to see you both look so happy. I will bring
you a special dessert to celebrate after your dinner, eh?" Mario said, chuckling
deeply. Buffy and Willow beamed at each other happily, then both nodded at
"Thank you, Mario", they chorused together, and started laughing again.
The rest of their dinner was absolutely fabulous, and Buffy found herself
pleasantly full by the time she had finished her piece of the cherry cheesecake
Mario had given them for dessert.
Willow looked slightly green around the edges as she tried to finish the last
of her cheesecake. "Jeez, Will. You don't have to eat all of it. I'm sure Mario
won't be offended. You're going to explode if you keep eating like that", Buffy
Willow looked at Buffy, then put her fork down with a sigh of contentment.
"You're right. It was just so good I couldn't stop. I wonder what the baby
thinks of all this food", Willow mused, her hand resting on the slight bulge of
Buffy smiled at her then stood up. "Come on. Let's go walk all this food
off", she suggested, reaching for Willow's hand and pulling her up.
"Thanks", Willow said, grinning at her lover. They both waved goodbye to Mario
on their way out.
"Come back soon, eh?" Mario called after them.
"We will. Thanks, Mario." Buffy called back to him, as they walked hand in
hand out into the warm Californian night.
By the time they returned to the dorm, they each were feeling a lot less full
than they had at the restaurant. Three vamps had attacked them on the way home,
and it had burned up a lot of energy to fend them off. Buffy had managed to kill
all of them, but not before one of them had shoved Willow onto the pavement,
bending over to stick his teeth into her white neck. Willow remembered feeling
the sudden jarring pain of hitting the pavement, and the fright she had felt, not
just for herself but for her unborn child, as the fiend attempted to feed off of
her. Then she remembered Buffy above them saying, "Hey, that's my job", before
she had felt dust float all around her as Buffy staked the vamp and he turned into
dust. "I think I'm going to go clean up. Do you want to come with me?" Willow
asked, as she followed Buffy into the dorm room.
"I'll be there in a sec. I wanna call Giles first", Buffy said, stepping over
to the telephone.
"Okay." Willow sighed, grabbing her soap, shampoo, toothbrush and toothpaste,
and a nightgown and bathrobe.
"Hey," Buffy called out to Willow just before she left. "I'll try to be
quick, okay?" Buffy's blue eyes pleaded with Willow's for understanding.
Willow nodded, smiling briefly at her lover, before she turned and headed to
Buffy quickly picked up the phone and dialed her watcher, waiting impatiently
as she listened to the phone ring over the wires.
"Hello", Giles finally answered, and Buffy began to relate the events of the
evening in a shaking voice to an anxious Watcher.
"But she's all right, right?" Giles asked, his concern for Willow warmed
"Yeah. She's fine. She's getting cleaned up now. But it scared the hell out
of me Giles. What if I hadn't been fast enough? Both Willow and my unborn child
could be dead right now." Buffy's voice nearly cracked at the emotion she felt
welling up inside of her.
"Don't drive yourself crazy with 'what ifs' Buffy. The point is, you were fast
enough, and you saved them. The chances are, you'll continue to save them, just
as you did tonight. They are a lot safer with you, than they could ever be on
their own. Just remember that." The Watcher's calming voice helped Buffy feel
better, but she knew from now on that she would be hyper aware of her surroundings
whenever she and Willow went out from now on.
"Anytime, Buffy. Good night", Giles answered and hung up the phone.
Buffy stared at the phone in her hand for a long moment, then set it down on
its cradle and sighed. She stared at the phone for long moments, feeling her
heartbeat slowing from the scare she had received that night. Buffy turned when
she heard somebody entering her dorm room.
Willow stood in the doorway, wet hair wrapped in a towel, and a bathrobe
covering her. "I thought you were going to join me?" Willow teased gently,
seeing the still frazzled look in her lover's blue eyes.
"Sorry. I got talking to Giles, and I guess I lost track of the time", Buffy
answered, looking slightly sheepish.
"It's okay. Just go take a shower and relax", Willow suggested, watching Buffy
until Buffy grabbed her stuff and headed for the showers. "You are way too tense.
Bet I know something that will relax you", Willow mused, staring at the closed
door her lover had shut a few seconds before. Willow took off the bathrobe and
hung it on the hook that was on the closet door. Willow smiled in anticipation
as she lay down on Buffy's bed and waited for her lover to return.
By the time that Buffy finished with her shower, she was feeling a lot more
relaxed. She decided to put tonight's events behind her, and not let them consume
her life. She dressed in a comfortable pair of pajamas, brushed her teeth, then
headed back to her dorm room. She opened the door casually, then stopped stock
still, as her breath was stolen from her in a gasp. The sight before her was
exquisite, as she saw her best friend and lover laying on her bed in nothing but
a flimsy nightgown.
"Well, there's a sight for sore eyes!" Buffy breathed, as she entered her dorm
room, and shut and locked the door behind her.
"You like?" Willow asked, seductively running a hand over her naked thigh.
Buffy looked her lover up and down, a lustful grin taking over her face. "I
like. Very much", Buffy said, moving closer to the bed.
Buffy sat gingerly on the bed beside her lover and ran her fingers lightly over
the red head's cheeks and nose before lightly tracing the tender skin of her lips.
"Are you sure we should? I mean, I don't want to hurt the baby", Buffy whispered
softly, her eyes entranced on Willow's mouth as Willow took a finger into her
mouth and sucked on it, before nipping it gently sending a wave of heat to the
"I'm sure. Dr. Wiseburg said it would be fine." Willow blushed slightly as
she remembered the stammered conversation she had held with her family physician.
Only repressed need and desire had given her the courage to ask the necessary
questions. After all, she wasn't about to wait eight months to make love with her
Slayer again. And she needed his confirmation to relieve the slayer of her
"Well...in that case..." Buffy murmured, before leaning down and capturing the
lips her fingers had been teasing before. Buffy teased the lips beneath hers with
gentle whisperings, meeting briefly before pulling back and then meeting again in
a gentle exchange of love.
Willow enjoyed the fleeting kisses at first, but soon felt the need for a
stronger connection. She thread her fingers in the Slayer's hair, and pulled her
head down to meet hers, her lips meeting the Slayer's in a passion filled
exchange. She heard Buffy groan low in her throat as she felt the Slayer's body
unleash it's desire that she had been holding back for too long. To Willow's
dismay, she felt the slayer pulling back and she eyed Buffy questioningly.
Buffy smiled, and put her finger on Willow's lips to keep the question in place
while she stood and shucked the pajama top and bottom she had put on that night in
preparation for bed. She wouldn't be needing them this night, she decided as she
threw the cotton garments across the room. She then gently got into the bed
beside Willow and pulled her lover on top of her, meeting the red head's lips for
a long delicious kiss. Her hands settled on the red head's waist, feeling the
smooth skin below the silk nighty she wore. The exquisite feeling of her lover
beneath her hands made Buffy groan into the kiss, a groan that was echoed by
Willow as she felt her lover's nakedness beneath her as she straddled Buffy's
Buffy inched Willow's nighty up her hips, taking her time as she revealed more
of Willow's smooth skin to her fingers touch. The slight swell of Willow's belly
captured the Slayer's attention, and her hands spent countless minutes in sweet
adoration of the area, conveying in soft and tender strokes the love that she felt
with every touch.
Willow was spell bound by the look of adoration and love in the Slayer's eyes.
She ran her fingers through her lover's hair, surprised when the blue eyes lifted
from her study of her lover to meet her own and the connection that passed between
them was enough to bring tears to their eyes.
"God Will. I love you so much", the slayer croaked, as the intensity of their
feelings almost made it impossible for her to speak.
"I love you more than anything, Buffy", Willow whispered, bringing her lips to
the Slayer's once more, as they shared another deep, searing kiss full of emotion.
They relished the contact for long moments, meeting the other's lips again and
again as their passion flared for one another. Buffy pulled back just long enough
to pull Willow's nightie the rest of the way up and over Willow's head, casually
tossing it onto the floor as her blue eyes took in every inch of her lover's body.
The pale perfect white skin, dotted with tiny freckles, captured the slayer's
attention, and she decided that she wanted to kiss every last inch of it.
Starting from the sweet skin of Willow's neck, Buffy proceeded to do just that,
her warm lips making Willow shudder as they caressed the delectable skin, Buffy's
tongue darting out to taste it now and then as if she couldn't get her fill.
Buffy's hands didn't go idle while her mouth was busy with other tasks, her
hands caressed and fondled the skin of Willow's back covering the large expanse of
it with tender strokes that led downward to her butt and thighs, then up Willow's
stomach until they came to rest around the round full breasts. Willow gasped in
pleasure as she felt Buffy's hands fondling her breasts and teasing the extremely
sensitive nipples with curious fingers.
"Buffy!" Willow groaned, as the sharp sensations that started in her nipples
swept down her body to rest warmly in her center.
Buffy could feel Willow's excitement as her warm essence coated the slayer's
stomach. "Hmmm? You like that?" Buffy teased between kisses and nips on Willow's
shoulder. She continued to tease Willow's nipples, her thumbs moving in slow
circles around the tips as her index and middle fingers of each hand pinched them
Willow groaned and squirmed under her lover's ministrations, and the more
Willow squirmed, the more Buffy liked it. Without warning, Buffy took a
hypersensitive nipple into her mouth and sucked on it, encouraged by the
tightening of the hand tangled in her hair and the fresh wash of moisture coating
her stomach, not to mention the gasp of pleasure ringing in her ears, Buffy sucked
and nibbled on the tightened nub in her mouth holding on tightly as her lover
writhed above her.
Her fingers remained active on the other nipple until Buffy heard her lover
begging and pleading her for release. Then they inched down Willow's body until
they were surrounded by the warm wave of moisture Willow was swimming in. Two
fingers entered Willow easily and Willow bucked against them, crying out in
ecstasy as they moved in and out, moving with the rhythm that her own hips set as
she rocked against them. Buffy's thumb played with the nubbin of Willow's sex,
sending the already rocking woman higher and higher until the pleasure culminated
in a series of moans and a gush of moisture. Willow went as limp as a wet noodle
and fell on top of her lover, struggling to get her breath back as a series of
aftershocks went through her still sensitized and shaking body.
Buffy brought her arms up to encircle her shaking lover, holding her tightly to
her as she let Willow slowly come back from the heights she had sent her to. One
hand brushed back sweaty hair, as Buffy brushed soft kisses on Willow's forehead.
"I love you", Buffy whispered sweetly, content to just be holding her lover like
"mmmm..." Willow murmured, a content smile creeping over her face. "Love you",
Willow replied back, her eyes still closed as she breathed in her lover's scent.
"I should..." Willow started to say, trying to summon the energy her thought would
"Shhh," Buffy hushed her, knowing where Willow was going with the thought, but
knew her lover was too tired to carry it out, "there will be plenty of time in
the morning. Go to sleep", she suggested quietly. Willow looked like she was
going to disregard the idea, then felt her exhaustion mixed with satiation lulling
her into slumber and gave in, murmuring quietly into her Buffy pillow.
Buffy watched her lover for a few quiet moments before she turned off the lamp
beside her bed and fell into a contented doze herself.