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Tough Life-Part 1

"Smash his skull�snap his spine in two�punch his nose until he bleeds. Rearrange his face like one of those abstract paintings you've talked about. Shred him into little pieces and throw him in the river, make people search for his body parts for weeks,"

Spike had finally fallen silent.

"Feeling better hun?" Buffy stroked his arm slightly as they sat on the couch in their living room.

"No�can't I just hit him a little?" Spike pouted gazing at her.

"I've told you�you can't punch your boss,"

"Need to find another job," he muttered under his breath.

"Oh please Spike�not again�don't quit your job," Buffy looked at him alarmed

"There are bills and the ba-"

"Shh pet�" he eased her, rubbing her shoulders until he felt her relax. �Not gonna quit my job�not going to do anything to mess up things for us," he gazed at her and saw her eyes soften.

"It's not so bad is it?...working for Jim�you still meet boxers right?" she asked.

"I sit behind a desk and call their trainers�that's the closest I get,"

"Well it�s still boxing �you love that,"

"The thrill of a fight, the blood�not a bloody PR job,"

"Well maybe you should do what my dad did,"

"What? Teach a bunch of kids how to throw a ball�not bloody likely,"

"Then you just have to deal with this one," Buffy got up slowly from the couch

"Where are you going luv?"

"I feel sick," Buffy, mumbled leaning on the wall on her way.

"Oh baby," Spike got up and held her shoulders. "Is it something you ate?" he asked in concern, gazing at her face.

"Oh god Spike�don't talk about food," she walked past him to the bathroom.

Spike stood by the door and heard the water running.

"Shouldn't they just call it pregnancy sickness instead of morning sickness�I thought it should be just at the beginning not all nine months,"

"Damn it Spike," he heard her behind the door yelling, �I don't need your quips right now,"

"Sorry luv�should I fix you some tea?"

"What's with you English people and tea?" she opened the door and gazed at him

"Do you really think tea solves all problems?"

"I heard Churchill solved a lot of problems drinking tea," Spike smirked

"God I hope she won't turn out like you," Buffy groused.

"Who?"

"Lizzy,"

Spike still looked confused.

"Our child," Buffy frowned

"Oh you mean Billy," Spike teased.

"Ha-ah�very funny," Buffy walked past him

"Come on luv�let's go to bed," Spike followed her and caught her from behind putting his arms around her.

Buffy melted to his touch and rested her back against his shoulder.

"Remember the first time you held me like that?" she asked squinting at him

"You were a lot smaller," Spike chuckled, feeling her trying to loosen his grip.

"What?" he asked as she walked past him to the bedroom.

Again, he followed her and found her sitting on the edge of the bed, her face falling.

"Buffy," he approached.

"You think I'm fat," she whined.

"Oh baby," he knelt down in front of her "I don't think you're fat,"

"But I am," she gazed at him "I'm fat and ugly,"

"Bollocks! You�re more beautiful than the day I met you,"

Buffy sniffed and glared at him with teary eyes.

"You�re just trying to nail the fat lady," Buffy mumbled.

"Hey� it isn't over until the fat lady sings," Spike raised a brow playfully.

Buffy chuckled and cupped his cheek with her hand, watching him closely.

"Don't ever change, okay Spike?" she gave him a dreamy look.

"Yes luv,"

"I lied. I want her to be exactly like you," Buffy smiled at him as she ran her finger along the scar on his eyebrow.

"And I want her to be exactly like you," Spike whispered and leaned in to kiss her.

"Ah, you lose�you said 'her' not 'him,� Buffy chuckled before meeting his lips.

Spike gazed at her "You tricked me�i wasn't paying attention,"

"Doesn't matter� I win," Buffy smiled with a glint in her eyes.

Spike got up and pushed her gently to lie on the bed "You always win luv," he lay beside her and tucked her under the blanket.

"Hold me Spike," Buffy gazed at him "Lizzy will kick if you won't hold me while I sleep,"

"She will?" Spike smirked knowing the truth behind her request.

"Uh-huh," Buffy nodded coyly.

Spike moved closer and wrapped his arms around her, letting her head rest on his chest.

"Spike," Buffy said after a few seconds

"Yeah luv?"

"You can be a trainer," she simply stated.

Taken back Spike glanced at her face

"You think so?"

"Why not�you have enough experience...dad can find something�" Buffy gazed at his face and knew his spike mind was working overtime.

"You want to?" she asked

"I don't know�didn't really think about it," Spike answered calmly.

"Let's talk with dad tomorrow� see what we can do," Buffy rested her head again.

"Yeah," Spike mumbled still deep in his thoughts.

***

"Women boxing�no way," Spike glared at Hank.

"Well I never knew my husband is such a Chauvinist," Buffy stood beside her father and gazed at him warily.

"It's got nothing to do with me being Chauvinist. It�s a completely different field, Hank tell her,"

"Can't blame me that your husband is an ignorant," Hank said to Buffy playfully.

Buffy smiled at Spike.

"Great, now you�re both ganging up on me,"

"Come on baby�it will be good for you�you said it yourself," Buffy hugged him and glanced at her dad behind Spike's back.

"Yeah�that's before you told me I'm training women," Spike muttered.

"You'll be fine," Buffy placed a kiss on his cheek and followed him to the door.

"Bloody hell," she heard him mumble behind the closed door.

"Is she cool?" Buffy turned to look at her dad.

"Who? Faith?" Hank smirked "She'll eat him for breakfast,"

"You're evil," Buffy sat next to his desk.
"If you knew how much pain I had to take from him when we first started,"

"I have a vague idea," Buffy smiled and thought about Spike's big talky mouth.

"Good�'cause a little taste of his own medicine will be good for him," Hank set down and kept smiling while looking at the pages in front of him.

***

Spike heard a punching noise, as he got closer to the training room, standing at the doorway he glanced inside and saw a brunette haired woman hitting the punch bag. She put all her energy in to it, barely stopping to breathe.

Spike got closer and watched her in action.

"You're Faith?" he finally asked.

Faith stopped what she was doing and glared at him languidly.

"I am,"

"William the bloody," she cut through his words

"Excuse me?" Spike said bemused.

"That�s what they called you," She said panting slightly. Sweat dripping from her forehead.

"And who are 'they' exactly?"

"Every one who saw Combs kicking your ass," she said unimpressed and continued punching the bag.

"Well it's nice to have a nickname," Spike muttered and got closer so she could hear him "but that's not why I'm here,"

"I don't need a trainer,"

"Are you planning on participating in any fights?"

"Participating?" she stopped to look at him clueless.

"Yeah that's English for taking a part, as in you fighting," Spike raised a brow.

"Then yeah,"

"So that means you need a trainer�" he determined

"I know, I was just trying be nice�I meant to say I don't want you as my trainer�clearer?"

"It doesn't look like you have much of a choice luv. Your last trainer left you. Let me guess, you scared him off," Spike mocked scanning her tough appearance.

"Actually I screwed him and then dumped him� apparently it does much damage to a guy's ago,"

Spike sighed; this girl was difficult. He really did not have time or stamina for this.

"You know what pet," he took a step back "you�re right�good luck finding a new trainer,"

And with that, he turned to leave.

"Why did you hesitate?" Faith asked him suddenly as he was already standing at the doorway ready to go.

"What?" Spike turned to look at her.

"At the fight with Combs�you were fine but then you paused, like you were blacking out�what happened?"

Spike approached her not sure what to say.

"I saw my wife," he replied staring at her.

"Some wife�to make you lose your balance like that," Faith said, a ghost of a smile on her face.

"She wasn't my wife then," Spike smiled thinking of the woman he loved.

"I see," Faith gazed at him as if she was trying to read his mind.

"Alright then," Spike turned to leave again.

"Wait," Faith stopped him "I think I want you to be my trainer,"

Spike smirked at her "Alright�but first I need to see what you made of,"

"Bring it,"

***

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Come on, it so bloody obvious,"

"There's no way," Faith, said stunned

Spike smirked

"Combs is gay?" she said puzzled.

"Came out six month ago,"

"Dude this is�.no wonder he touched you up so much at the fight,"

"You mean with his fist,"

"That too," Faith said laughing.

"Buffy," Spike noticed His wife standing at the doorway.

"Am I interrupting something?" Buffy said coldly.

"No come in luv�this is-"

"Faith," Buffy stated, "We talked on the phone�.nice to meet you,"

"Likewise b," Faith watched her closely, examining her stomach.

"So� how are you two getting along?" Buffy broke a moment of silence

"We�re doing okay�I think," Spike gazed at Faith

"Yeah," Faith smiled, glaring at Buffy "Hank knows all the cool boxers,"

"Yeah," Buffy muttered glancing at Faith�s tight top, which didn't cover much of her.

"So are you coming to lunch honey?" Buffy turned to look at Spike

"Um�we kinda have more work to do," Spike mumbled noticing the anxious look in her eyes.

"So you gonna skip lunch?"

"No. I'll eat later,"

"Okay but come home to lunch�I don't want you eating the deli across the street,"

"Alright luv," Spike said and kissed her goodbye

"Okay�bye Faith," Buffy glanced at her before leaving.

"Bye," Faith muttered looking at her and then at the man before her with a grin.

"Cute," Faith said gazing at him

"What?" Spike asked bemused

"The way she�s got you whipped�I like it,"

"I'm not whipped," Spike frowned and moved to rest his hand on the punching bag.

"Wa-p-sssh" Faith did a whipping sound "like a good horsey�. and believe me, I know all about riding,"

"Do you now?" Spike asked mildly intrigued

"Please�" Faith watched him closely "I can ride a guy until�"

"You know what?" Spike cut through her words "I don't really need to know...lets concentrate on training," he muttered and moved away, standing next to the punching bag.

"You�re the boss," Faith gazed at his frozen face and then at the ring on his finger.

Interesting�

***

"I love you," Spike whispered in Buffy's ear, as he lay spooned behind her.

"Does that hurt baby?" he asked caressing her.

"No it feels good," she moaned, feeling his lower body�s slow movements.

"You're beautiful �more beautiful every day�every time I look at you," he said huskily nuzzling her neck and tightening his grip around her waist

"Not the breasts honey," she flinched in pain

"Sorry luv," he ran his hand along her stomach and tried to keep himself from ravishing her completely.

"Do you have any idea what it's doing to me�" he panted speeding his movements a little "You, bearing my child?" he said in a low tone, his voice strangled with emotion

"Tell me," Buffy arched her back against him, feeling her heart racing.

"It makes me burn�oh god Buffy� you make me so hot," he breathed to her ear.

"M-Me looking like an elephant is turning you on?" she panted hard barely saying the words.

"Yes," Spike rested his forehead against her cheek and held her close to his body.

"You freak," Buffy, muttered trying to tease him but too caught up in her emotions

"Buffy," he gasped overwhelmed by pleasure.

"William," she turned to look at him wide eyed, wanting to show him the bliss he was giving her,"

"Love you so much,"

No matter how many times he said it, it still had the same inflaming effect on her heart.

"I love you too," she smiled at him her body relaxing.

Spike leaned to kiss her gently but broke the kiss feeling the need to see her face.

"I love it when you call me William, only you� "

"My treasure," Buffy mumbled watching his blue orbs, running her fingers over his face.

"Yours Buffy, for ever yours," he kissed her hand and closed his eyes, resting his head on the pillow beside her.

***

There is always a look in his eyes, a look she never got before and never thought she'd get as long as she lived. He is the only one who masters this look and she knows it reflects the love and commitment he feels for her. He swears to it, not just to god and the entire world, but to her. There was an unspoken vow between them, which they had both memorized from the day they�d met.

"Faith is kinda pretty,"

"I haven't noticed,"

So why was she testing him?
He'd been spending most of his days training a hot well-muscled brunette, while she was sitting on her couch eating like a cow and talking to her unborn fetus. Every time she came for a visit she found them giggling or just sweating together�fighting sweating oh god�. However, that wasn't the worst part. The worst had happened yesterday when she came and found them sitting and talking, talking the way they used to talk. He gave Faith his attentive mesmerizing stare, the one where he tilted his head and stared at you with dark blue eyes �she couldn't believe him. She really could have punched him at that moment.

Now she was heading there again, she really didn't know how she'd have reacted if she�d found then in a friendly position. Guh why was she so jealous when she knew she didn't have a reason to be�

"Are you always panting so hard?" Spike asked watching her closely.

"Just when I have a reason to be� like now," Faith grinned and leaned forward.

"Faith� you really need to stop," Spike, panted as well, dropping his head down.

"Why should I�it feels good�and I know you like it too. Don�t you?"

"Yeah I do but Buffy�"

"What Buffy don't know� can't hurt her right?"

"You bitch,"

Both Spike and Faith turned to see Buffy approaching from the doorway. She was coming full speed towards Faith, lashing at her as Spike stopped her.

"Buffy what are you doing?" Spike gazed at her, gripping her shoulders.

"I'm gonna kick her ass,"

"You're pregnant and she's a trained boxer,"

"Oh yeah well' I have some fighting skills of my own," Buffy struggled in his arms.

Faith looked at her bemused.

"Pet, just relax," Spike gazed at her face in wonder.

"Yeah B chill...you're gonna make your water break," Faith was still confused.

"Oh I'll break something all right," Buffy, said harshly coming towards her again.

"Man� she's like a lioness or something," Faith watched her, even more amused as Spike held her again "protecting her cubs�I like her," she stated.

"Buffy..." Spike realized the source of her anger "Faith and were talking about smoking,"

"Smoking" Buffy gazed at his face "you've been smoking again?"

"Yes," Spike replied gazing down at the floor, slightly ashamed.

"Thank god," Buffy blurted.

Spike looked at her and raised a brow.

"I mean bad, bad Spike," she said feeling her cheeks growing red.

"You thought I was cheating on you?" he watched her, looking offended.

Faith watched dazedly as the two stared at each other in silence.

"I think I'll go for a walk," she said gazing between them "don't mind me," she muttered when she got no response and headed to the exit.

"You thought I was cheating on you?" Spike repeated as if he couldn't believe his own words.

"No," Buffy tried to protest unsuccessfully.

"Yes you did! You thought I was cheating on you�you think I'd do that?" he said more angrily.

"Because you don't lie about smoking� or drinking or eating at the deli across the street," Buffy stuttered trying to lighten the mood, but could still see the anger in his face.

"Lying about eating exotic food doesn't equal cheating," he narrowed his eyes at her.

"I know," Buffy replied quietly, biting her lip.

"I can't believe this," Spike muttered, still watching her in amazement.

"I wasn't really thinking," Buffy, mumbled staring at his face "It's just Faith. I was afraid she'd try seducing you or something,"

"But you should trust me Buffy,"

"I do," Buffy, said firmly "It-it's just this pregnancy it's making me crazy,"

"Don't use it as an excuse,"

"I'm not,"

"I thought we�d made progress," he muttered gazing at his feet.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means that I always have to make things alright while you are being indecisive and insecure," he looked up to her and saw her face getting red.

"Me? Indecisive? That's from a man who�s never gone through with a plan because he always gets bored before it starts,"

"I don't get bored! I just like to do things differently,"

"You mean impulsively and stupidly,"

"At least I don't drag things along by examining every single detail�'oh Spike look at this crib," Spike started imitating her "isn't it beautiful, oh but I 'm not sure about the color, it doesn't match our carpet," Spike frowned

"Well at least it wasn't the atrocious baby crib you wanted, the one that looked like a little coffin"

"It was a standard crib, safe,"

"Whatever,"

"Don't 'whatever' me summers,"

"So I'm Summers now?"

"God you can be such a bitch sometimes," Spike muttered

Buffy gasped at his words "Are you planning on talking like that in front of our child?" She stared at him angrily.

"No� dammit Buffy! You know I wouldn't�oh bloody hell," Spike gazed away trying to stop himself from cursing again.

"That was very nice Spike," Buffy turned to leave

"Wait," Spike jumped to stop her and grabbed her arm

"No, leave me,"

"Buffy�"

"Ahhh," Buffy flinched and leaned forward.

"Buffy! What is it?"

"The baby�Ow ow ow�" she held her stomach and closed her eyes in pain.

"Come here luv, let's sit you down," Spike put his arm around her.

"No Spike I think we need to go to the hospital,"

"But it's early�the doctor said�"

"Spike, car, NOW!" Buffy squeezed his arm hard.

"Alright pet don't panic," Spike led her way slowly "breathe luv breathe," he said, starting to breathe in and out trying to stay calm.

Buffy watched him and raised a brow "I thought you weren't paying attention to that stuff,"

"Please luv�I mastered that breathing routine," Spike smirked

Buffy smiled slightly and then flinched again

"Alright, let's hurry kitten," Spike said in concern and they resumed walking.

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