by Jaide (Part One written by Deebierg)

Soon, Giles had called security and had had Angel removed.

Angel went to Willow's house and told her what he was planning. She gathered Oz, Cordy, and Xander and they were soon on their way to Angel's apartment to set up. Angel headed to the hospital to get Buffy.

He snuck into her window, which was on the first floor. He walked to the door and looked out. Giles was nowhere to be seen. He closed the door and locked it. After taking out her IV, he kissed her forehead and carried her to his place.

Giles sipped his coffee and headed towards Buffy's room to check on her. He turned the knob on the door. Locked. Frantically, he looked through the window. He was shocked to see an empty bed. The window was open.

"Security!" he yelled. A uniformed man ran up to him.

"What is it, sir?"

"The young lady that was in here, she was kidnapped!" the guard took out his 2-way radio and spoke into it. Giles leaned against the wall, weakly.

Angel lay Buffy down on his bed. She was getting worse every second. Her stomach was the size of someone 9 months pregnant, and she was burning up.

"We have to hurry, are you sure this won't hurt the twins?" he asked.

"Positive. They'll be fine," Willow answered.

Angel nodded. "Let's get started."

Xander, Cordelia and Oz had to wave herbs around. Angel sat on the bed and held onto Buffy. Willow was sitting in his leather armchair, reading the spell. Soon, it was all over.

"Buffy?" Angel asked her softly.

She stirred, and opened her eyes. "Angel?" she asked, confused.

"Did it work?" Cordelia and Xander asked at the same time.

"Hopefully," Oz muttered.

Willow held her breath.

"I feel...different, weird. Stronger," Buffy said, sitting up.

"We made you immortal," Angel told her, softly. She nodded, accepting it.

"We aren't done yet," Willow said. They preformed the ritual on Oz, Cordelia, then Xander, and Angel performed it on Willow. Angel was a little wary, but let Willow fully restore his soul, for good.

"Buffy! Are you ok?" her mother asked worriedly. Angel had brought Buffy home. She was still wearing the hospital gown, along with a leather jacket from Angel. Giles was also at her house, very upset.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she said, leaning on Angel.

"You did it, didn't you?" Giles asked quietly.

Angel looked at him. "Yes, I did. And they restored my soul, fully."

"And the others?"

"Immortal. You two can be, also," Angel said steadily. Buffy was so tired. She buried her head into his shoulder. He put an arm protectively around her and led her upstairs to bed.

Angel helped her change, not bothering to turn his back. She didn't care, it wasn't like he'd never seen her topless before.

"Are you upset?" he asked.

She shook her head. "No, I'm glad. Now I won't get all wrinkly."

"But you'll have to watch every mortal around you grow older, and die."

"It's the risk, I have to accept. Besides," she rubbed her belly, "it was worth it."

Buffy was being pushed into the delivery room. It was time. She looked around frantically for Angel, but he was nowhere to be found.

She'd been sitting at home when she went into labor. Her mother had driven her to the hospital, and was now calling Giles, Willow, Xander, Oz, Cordelia, and Angel.

"Push, Buffy, push!" Dr. Jameson instructed. They'd given her an epidermal so her entire body was numb. She'd experienced worse pain than this. She heard the sound of a baby crying. Soon, she had to do it all over again. The second was delivered.

"Miss Summers, you have a healthy boy and a girl. Congratulations."

Buffy sighed and leaned back against the bed. Soon, she was handed two small figures. One in pink, the other in blue. "I'll name them Jaide, and Julian," she decided aloud.

"That's perfect," came a soft voice from the doorway.

Buffy smiled. "Angel, come say hello."

He walked slowly towards them, eyeing the three carefully. "They're so small," he murmured.

"You want to hold them?" she asked.

He nodded. A nurse came over and helped him place one in each arm. He looked at the two and kissed their foreheads. The girl was smaller, more petit. She had brownish hair. The boy, who was bigger, had black fuzz on his head. They both had their eyes open, a crystal blue, and they stared intently at their father.

Angel then leaned down and swept his lips against Buffy's, amazed at how the whole birth process worked.

Buffy stepped inside Angel's apartment. He had invited her to live with him with Julian and Jaide. He'd cleaned up, and they were ready to go.

The first few nights they slept with the twins in Angel's bed. Eventually, they were moved to the small bassinet nearby. Angel took care of them at night, since he was still adjusting to human time. He was getting good at fatherhood.

It was a Saturday night, and the twins were balling. Buffy got up and took Julian, and Angel comforted Jaide. He rocked her while Buffy breast-fed Julian. Soon, they traded, and she repeated the process.

"They're so little," Angel said.

"They're a week old, of course they're little," Buffy replied.

He took a seat next to her. "It's just strange, I mean, we created them."

She smiled. "Yeah, we did."

Buffy had been back in the slaying game, against Angel's wishes. Her stomach was now smooth and taught, like it was before she was pregnant.

"Buffy?" Angel asked, sneaking up behind her in the graveyard.

"Don't do that!" she yelled playfully. "Didn't I tell you to yodel? Hey, where are the twins?"

"Your mom has them, I wanted to have you to myself for once," he told her. "Come on."

She followed as he led her to the park. Buffy sat on a swing, and Angel leaned against the bar. "Buffy, do you still love me?"

"Of course I do! I never stopped," she told him sincerely.

He smiled. "I love you, too. That's why I wanted to ask you, if um, uh..."

"What?" she asked quizzically.

"I want you to marry me," he asked. Buffy's eyes bulged out of her head.

"Whoa," she said.

"Yeah," he answered.

"Whoa," she repeated.

"Are you ok?" he asked.

"Whoa," she said a third time.

"Buffy, speak to me," he asked concerned.

"Sorry, I was thinking."

"Well? Will you?" he asked.

She nodded. "Yeah, why not?" she said grinning.

He picked her up off the swing, held her in the air, and slowly lowered her to his face where he kissed her passionately.

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