Chapter 2
Buffy waited. She knew Alexander’s anger would only expand on the way back to her parents’ home. She tried desperately to focus on the passing landscape, The Giles estate was about 3 miles out of Sunnydale, so she knew the explosion would not take long. As they passed the ‘Welcome to Sunnydale’ sign she wasn’t surprised when Xander pulled over a few feet passed the sign.
“What are we going to do?” he calmly asked. “When are you going to tell Mom and Dad.” His voice seemed to grow softer with each word.
Buffy slowly pushed the door open and moved to get out of the car. Xander followed her till they meet at the front of the car.
“Damn it Buff.” His face was contorted in sorrow and rage. “I can’t figure out how you could be so stupid!”
“Xander calm down.”
“Calm down! You got your self knocked up and you don’t even know the ass! You know better! You were a straight A student! You took Biology, they pass out fuckin’ condoms on campus now!” He suddenly moved to kick the front of the car. “They are going to kill you! Fuck it, I don’t care. Get your ass back in the car.”
Xander stomped back to the door and jerked it open. Buffy stayed still trying to reign in the tears threatening to fall. She new tears would only anger him more.
“BUFFY GET IN THE CAR!”
She meekly replied an “OK” and got back in the car. They didn’t speak the rest of the way home.
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“Hey Oz I think I need to stay home this weekend.” Spike said into the phone. “I think my parents have the hottest new girl.”
“Man, Dru just dumped you again last week.” Spike chucked as he headed up the staircase to his parents study.
“I gotta go. I’ll call you later.” Spike clicked off and stuck the cell in his pocket.
“What’s up?” he asked as he slid into the leather office chair. Joyce Giles closed the door and moved to pull out three glasses from the cabinet behind the massive mahogany desk.
“Drink Rupert?” She said as began to pour scotch from the crystal decanter in to the glasses. She handed it to her husband before he could even reply. As she gave Spike his glass she moved to the chair beside him and sat down, toeing off her shoes and tucking her feet under her.
“Ok, seriously what’s wrong.” Spike was beginning to get worried. He couldn’t remember the last time his mother had offered him a drink let alone pour him one without asking.
Rupert took off his glasses and began to polish them with a handkerchief he kept on his desk.
“Son, tell me what you know about Elizabeth Summers.”
“Who?” Spike’s head tilted to the side as he tried to place the name. “Elizabeth Summers? I don’t think I know her. What’s the chit have to do with anything?”
“Well, Rupert, I think that takes care off everything. He doesn’t even know her so, it cant be his.” Joyce sighed in relief and sat her glass down on the side table next to her chair.
“Mine? What are you talking about? Mum who is Elizabeth?”
“Your mother and I just a strange conversation with her older brother, about her condition. He says you and Elisabeth, Buffy, went out three months ago and now she is pregnant. Do you remember going out with a young blonde girl a few months back named Buffy? I hope you don’t have to think very hard, William considering Joyce and I have been under the impression you have been dating Drusilla for the past two years.” Rupert was trying very hard to control his disgust and anger towards his son.
“Buffy?” Spike’s eyes widened as he saw her face. ‘Shit’ he thought. ‘She was just here.’ He quickly drained his glass and moved to pour another. “Yeah, I know her. And before you ask it could be mine.” He drained his second glass of scotch and sat back down.
“Oh William how could you!” Joyce hand moved over her throught.
“Joyce before we get to worked up over this we must remember it may not be his. Will, how many times did you see this girl?”
“Just the one night.” Spike’s fingers twitched and he wondered how much trouble he would get into if he pulled out a smoke.
“William! How could you? Poor Dru! how could you do that to her?”
“Mother we were broken up at the time and just so you know we are broken up now. So don’t poor Dru me, She cheated on me all the time!”
“Don’t yell at your mother. Now if you slept with her once it may not be yours. So I think we need to just see about doing the test and wait till then to decided what to do. ” Rupert began cleaning his glasses again. “I think you need to speak to this girl without her brother and find out if it truly could be yours. If you did sleep with her only once it could be anyone’s guess as to whom the father truly is. Perhaps she doesn’t even know herself.” Rupert glanced at his only son. ” I trust you will think this time unlike when you had a sordid one night stand in the first place.”
Spike left the room with a feeling of being dismissed like a naughty child. He climbed the third flight of stairs to his wing and pulled out his cellphone.
“Hey Oz. Remember when you, me, and Willow doubled with one of her friends? Yeah Buffy. I need to know everything you know about her.”