FANDOM: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
GENRE : Slash
PROMPT: 022. Happiness.
WORD COUNT: 481
SUMMARY: Their small family suddenly grows bigger by one.
WARNINGS: None. A Tad Schmoopy.
NOTES: X-Posted to lover100
DISCLAIMER: You recognize them? I don’t own them.
“Don’t know how to properly thank Red.” Spike murmured, tightly clutching the warm pink blanketed bundle. “Little Rosalind’s perfect.” He glanced towards Xander. “Even has your eyes.” He pushed the blanket back, revealing closed eyes, a tiny nose and perfect rosebud lips. “Rosalind Drusilla.” Xander gagged.
“We are not naming her after your crazy sire or Grandsire.” he informed his lover. “Rosalind Tara-Jess.”
“Excuse me!” Willow slurred. “Don’t I get some say in this? I gave birth to her!” She struggled to sit up, before slumping back. Spike turned, gazing into the hospital bed.
“Which do you like, Red?” he asked. She softly sighed, stifling a yawn.
“Neither. Too many ‘R’s. She looks like an…Agatha. Aggie. Agatha Rue. Ruth was Tara’s middle name.” She sniffled, leaning back. Soon, she drifted peacefully to sleep.
“Welcome to the world, Agatha Rue Harris.” Spike murmured, settling into a rocking chair. “Xan. She’s perfect.” He ran his lips over her head. “We’ve got to call Angel. He has to see her!” Xander sighed, wondering how useless it would be to tell the man that he didn’t want his “family” anywhere near Agatha.
Then again…his family wasn’t much better.
“Listen.” Spike murmured, motioning for Xander to quiet down. He listened for a few moments in awed silence. Xander gently nudged him with his elbow.
“What am I listening for?” he murmured inaudibly. Spike jerked his head up.
“Her heart…it’s beating.”
“Human babies tend to do that.” Giles commented, walking in. “Weren’t you going to tell Grandpa Giles?”
“Um. She’s only and just barely an hour old.” Xander stammered. “We haven’t told anyone. How’d you find out?” He glanced at Spike, who shrugged.
“Spell on Willow. She had me put it on her.” he murmured. “Wellbeing spell.” He leaned over the rocking chair, gently easing her out of Spike’s arms. “What is her name?”
“Agatha Rue.” Xander murmured. “An older sounding name…and Tara’s middle name was apparently Ruth.”
“She has your eyes, Xander.” Giles muttered. The baby began to wail furiously. He struggled to comfort her. “And your lung power, Spike.”
“How can I have lung power?” Spike murmured softly in Xander’s ear. “I don’t actually need to breathe,” Xander elbowed him.
“Let him be the proud grandfather. She’s his first.” Xander muttered, in a voice only Spike could hear. “Wait until Buffy gives birth. Then, he’ll really go crazy.” He blinked, wondering if he should save Giles.
“What a sweet girl. Yes, Granddad Giles is going to spoil his Aggie. Yes, he will.” He glanced around. “You’ve been born into an amazingly special family. Your dads are different but special. We all love you.”
“I think our Bachelor dad is finally in love.” Xander murmured, pulling Spike outside. “Who knew? I never thought he’d find someone!” Spike chuckled. “Then again, a girl stole my heart.”
“Same here, Pet.” He pecked Xander’s lips. “To our happy family!”