The Talk Part II
Rating: R - Violent imagery
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the recognizable characters from BTVS or DC. I receive no profits from this. It is just for fun.
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Summary: Buffy hesitates.
AN – The opening line was contributed by christytrekkie.
AN – Thoughts \\I am thinking.//
“What? . . . . Ha? . . . . . Say that again?”
“You’re pregnant, Buffy,” said Jenny, wanting to be perfectly clear now that the shock treatment had taken place. “The Powers’ messenger told me. I’ve also done a small revelation spell to confirm it. You’re only two to three weeks along so you wouldn’t have developed any of the classic symptoms yet, like morning sickness. But you are definitely pregnant.”
“You’re lying,” Buffy stated, though it wasn’t the emphatic denial she had wanted to make.
“No, I’m not,” replied Jenny, with a bit of sadness in her voice. “You know that I’m not. I may have lied about my true purpose for being in Sunnydale, but I never lied about beginning to care for Rupert and I would never lie about something like this.”
“Buffy,” she continued. “The Powers’ messenger never said what your new destiny was to be, but I would have to be a total moron not to guess that it has something to do with the child you are carrying. That means he or she must be prepared to face that destiny and, if need be, shape it to suit themselves rather than what the Powers intend. From what I’ve seen you will definitely be a good role model for that. And I promise to help you the best I can.”
The room lapsed into silence as Jenny let Buffy digest what she had told her so far. Of course, other than what their destination was, there really wasn’t much more of importance to say.
Putting aside the news that she was pregnant in order to deal with a topic she might be able to think more clearly about Buffy asked, “How’s my mom?”
“She’s mourning your death, but she seemed to be holding up okay when I saw her at your funeral,” replied Jenny, not mentioning that it had been that very day. “Rupert and Angel will be keeping an eye on her to ensure she is safe. She’s strong and given time she will be able to come to terms with your ‘death’ so she can get on with her life.”
Silence descended again as Buffy dealt with the conflicting emotions of wanting her mother to have a life not spent in sadness and depression over her death, and yet not wanting her mother to forget her or stop missing her either.
Again, Jenny let Buffy be the one to break the silence.
“What else did the Powers’ messenger tell you?” she asked.
“Not much really,” Jenny replied. “He didn’t even tell me who the father was and I wasn’t aware you were involved with anyone that way.”
“It was . . . . . .,” started Buffy, but she stopped and lapsed into thought.
\\She doesn’t know Xander’s the father,// Buffy mused in surprise.
Not knowing why the Powers’ messenger hadn’t told Miss Calendar and also not wanting to have to deal with the additional subject of Xander’s death at her hands, Buffy amended what she was about to say.
“It wasn’t planned,” she said sadly, after taking a choking breath. “Things just happened and it was only the one time. Afterwards, . . . he became another victim of the Hellmouth, so it’s not something I feel comfortable talking about.”
Jenny took Buffy’s pause as a sign that this was a topic that Buffy found awkward and understood why when she heard that the father was dead. This caused her to be both concerned and relieved about what happened to the child’s father even if she still didn’t know who it was. Concerned because she wasn’t sure how she could help Buffy cope with knowing she was carrying the child of someone who was dead, and relieved in that Buffy would have no reason to try and contact the father to let him know that she and their baby were alive.
Jenny decided not to push for more information but did say, “If you do decide you want to ever talk about it, I promise to support you and help you in any way possible.”
Buffy just murmured, “Thanks,” even as she thought, \\I don’t think that will be anytime soon. I would have to tell Xander’s child first and I doubt I could ever do that because I would then have to tell how he died. I need to focus on ensuring his child is not made a pawn by the Powers or anyone else. Together we will thwart whatever ‘destiny’ they have planned.//
Closing her eyes, Buffy said a silent prayer, \\Xander, your child may not have been conceived under the best of circumstances, but I swear that he or she will know what a great person you were even if I can’t tell them who you were. I will also make sure he or she is nobody’s puppet. However, until then, I’ll have to go along with what Miss Calendar has planned since it is the only way to ensure your child is born safely.//
During Buffy’s silence, Jenny thought back to the time frame when Buffy would have conceived and tried to figure out who the child’s father might be. She recalled that there were several male students who had died around that time but the only one she could recall the name of was Xander, but she dismissed him because she knew that since her arrival, Buffy had been trying to help a lovesick Willow finally garner the oblivious male teen’s attention. She deemed it unlikely that after going to all that effort on Willow’s behalf that Buffy would betray her friend with such an act, even though Buffy herself was the object of Xander’s desire. She decided to let the matter drop for now since it was no longer a concern for their move. She was sure Buffy would eventually tell her anyway when she was ready.
Breaking the silence, Jenny asked, “Are there any questions you want to ask before dinner?”
Buffy considered the question for a moment and knew there were probably several million questions she should ask, such as where they were going, but she was too numb to care anymore. She realized that to most people, Buffy Summers was dead, and aside from being resolved to ensure Xander’s child was born and got to have a ‘destiny free’ life as partial atonement for taking his, she pretty much felt just as dead inside as she had since that fateful day.
Thus she answered tiredly, “I have enough to think about for now. Let’s just get something to eat.”
Jenny nodded and canceled the ward that had barely kept the petite powerhouse from going ballistic during their discussion. She was certain that if Buffy had pushed just a tad bit more, the ward wouldn’t have been effective at all, so there was no need to continue it anyway.
\\I will need to strengthen the subtle wards that keep Buffy from leaving the mansion without being escorted by me to ensure she doesn’t sneak off tonight,// thought Jenny as they made their way down to the kitchen where she had a couple of chicken dinners she’d picked up on her way over from her apartment.
They ate in silence.
Buffy mulling over what Miss Calendar had told her. The first conclusion she came to was that the Powers were apparently a bigger bunch of control freaks than the Council, Giles seeming to be an exception in that she’d gotten him to be less stiff than Merrick had been. From what little she’d been told about how they were handling the current situation, they were definitely more prone to use a stick than a carrot, which Buffy would prefer be in the form of a cake, to get people to do what they wanted.
Buffy also concluded, after her anger had diminished a bit, that Miss Calendar was one of the people that the Powers had used the stick approach with. She’d gotten that from both her words and the reluctant tone she had used when talking about the Powers’ plans for them. There had also been the wistfulness in her voice when mentioning leaving Giles while accompanying Buffy to another town. Unless the computer teacher was actually an academy award winning actress, she really did have a thing for her Watcher and would miss him maybe as much as Buffy would. Therefore, she should probably not ‘kill the messenger’, her 8th grade English teacher would be so proud that Buffy knew what the phrase meant, when she was angry about the message and those that sent it. Although, she might make an exception for the Powers themselves or their other messenger if he ever made an appearance. She had a feeling Miss Calendar would at least root her on if not actively assist with such an endeavor.
When they finished eating, Jenny having made Buffy two ham and cheese sandwiches after she had finished her chicken dinner before Jenny herself had even gotten a quarter of the way through hers, and had cleaned up, Jenny said, “We’ll be taking a chartered jet tomorrow to our new home on the East Coast.”
“I’ll perform a glamour on you to disguise your appearance and we’ll be accompanied by three members of the Kalderash for protection against anything mundane or supernatural. Not that we expect any trouble, but they are for your safety. They do not know about your child so be careful what you say around them. Once we are settled in at the hotel we’ll be staying at initially, they will leave and it will just be you and I, although I will be quickly making contact with someone who owes the Kalderash a favor to arrange for a more permanent residence as well help in establishing our new identities with you as my recently orphaned niece. Once that’s done we’ll look into getting you enrolled in school and finding you a doctor.”
Still not feeling her peppy self, Buffy just nodded and said, “Fine. I’ll just go stay in my room till then.”
As Buffy left, Jenny called after her, “The bathroom is the next door down from your room.”
Buffy only raised her right hand a few inches to indicate she heard.
AN – This chapter concludes Buffy’s and Jenny’s portion of this story. Their own story will be picked up in a different story where their destination and mysterious benefactor will be made known. For those who want a clue about such things, go to “http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-11757-243/Methos+Tales+from+the+Barman.htm”.