Chapter 89

Two years later

Buffy found herself rushing to the hospital once again in the middle of the night. Pain slammed through her again and she breathed deeply. Angel was right behind her carrying the overnight bag that was packed with practically everything they owned. He rushed into the car and then got back out to help Buffy down their front steps and into the passenger seat. They were on their way to the hospital because their daughter had decided to come two weeks early and in the middle of the night.

Connor came running out of the house in his pajama bottoms and a T-shirt, not wanting to miss the birth of his little sister. It had been a long road to this point. Angel had been in the hospital almost a month before they released him. He had a few scars left over from it, but he didn’t mind. Buffy was still a Slayer, but she had retired after the battle with the Senior Partners, leaving the world to the other Slayers.

Angel had become a teacher at the Watcher’s Council compound in England. Buffy oversaw everything that happened there because Giles had chosen to retire in his old age. He had given Buffy and Angel his beautiful estate home to live in and had moved to a much smaller house on the edge of the compound. Less than a year ago, Buffy and Angel had gotten married in a quiet little ceremony in their backyard. Only their closet friends had attended. Not long after that, Buffy had announced she was pregnant. They had been trying since Angel had gotten out of the hospital, but it hadn’t taken until eight months and twelve days ago.

Xander was a Watcher for two of the Slayers in New York. Willow had become Buffy’s second in command at the compound and had taken over Buffy’s duties when she had become too pregnant to work. Xander was engaged to a woman named Amanda who he had met just before Buffy and Angel got married. Willow was single, but happy. Spike and Faith had hit it off and were currently shacked up in Cleveland together. Illyria stayed on the compound in her own apartment, but she rarely came out. Fred had become a physics professor at Oxford and had met a man there that loved her. She still hadn’t completely gotten over losing Wesley, though, so things were moving slow for them. Connor had become a teacher at the compound and was dating one of the Slayers named Holly. He trained the Slayers in fighting skills and some weaponry.

After years of fighting and heartbreak and anguish, things were finally good for the champions. They had made it through battle after battle and loss after loss and the first cries of little Bridget Cathleen Summers marked the beginning of a long life of happiness for all of them.

THE END