Buffy awakened in the warm embrace of Oz's arms. She had cuddled with him in the cage and they had drifted off to sleep. She stared down at his unchanged form in wonder. It was well passed moonrise and he was still human. She looked at his russet hair and pushed it back from his forehead. He was beautiful to her. She kissed his jaw lightly and went to settle back at his side when his eyes opened.
"Hey there, beautiful." He smiled up at her with an easy grin and pulled her down to him for a gentle kiss. She rested across his chest as their tongues twined and she buried her fingers in his hair.
"This is so a bad idea," she muttered against his lips. "We need to talk to Willow first. Angel and I have been just friends for a long time, but Willow still wants you."
"I will talk to Willow, but I don't care what she has to say Buffy. I've been fighting this for a while, and I am done. Man and wolf are yours." He ran a hand down to her belly and rested his hand there for a moment. He took several deep breaths. "As far as I am concerned these are mine, too."
"We can't even be sure they are human." Buffy pushed away from him enough to lock their gazes.
"Well, if they are mine, they won't be, at least not fully." He grinned as he felt a bump against his palm. "It's amazing you still don't really show. I mean a baggy sweatshirt and no one can even tell."
"Yeah, I haven't been eating to well, but they are okay. I'll be putting on some pounds, I guess."
"Buffy, you used to wear perfume. When did you stop?"
"I'm not sure. I guess smells started to bother me. Do you miss it?"
"No, but I think I know why I've had such a hard time controlling my wolf lately. I think my wolf needed to be around you. I love the way you smell. I know that's weird." He broke contact with her eyes and stared down at his hand resting on her belly.
"It's not weird. Werewolves are always hybrids, even in human form, right? So, scent is very important to you." She stroked his face. "So, you're a bit furry sometimes. I don't mind. I just wish you could be cage free. The not being in control thing has got to suck."
"Don't freak, because I don't know why I think this, but I do. You got pregnant in those missing hours in the rift. I don't know why or how, but we did this then." He looked up at her again.
"We can't be sure." Buffy leaned forward and kissed his nose. "But, I'd like that to be true. I want these to be your babies."
"They are. Maybe we should talk to Giles about it. Have him do some serious research. There might be some kind of spell we could do to find out I'm right. I don't need it though."
There was a strange sound and they both stilled. Buffy held up her finger to her lips and, moved silently into a standing position.
The rustle of clothing caught her ears and she flattened her body against the edge of the cages door. Any of the gang would have announced themselves. She pulled a stake from her boot and grimaced. A longer ranged weapon would have been preferable, but all the good stuff was locked up in Giles' office. She rounded out of the cage and found a vampire with brown hair looking at the remnants of their dinner.
"New in town? Or just new to the unlife?" She asked and moved smoothly away from away from the cage.
The vampire turned around and took a deep breath. He grinned and stalked toward her. "You're the slayer. Haven't been quite yourself lately, have you?"
"Well, we all have our problems." Buffy quipped.
"Yes, I suppose that is true. You trusted in your watcher, and he betrayed you. The whole council betrayed you. Don't worry I plan to eat every last one of them for you, but my master wants you. It makes sense now. I wondered why he picked Kralik, but a pregnant slayer, Travers must really hate you."
"I don't know this Travers guy, but if he hates me he can let me know on his own." Buffy looked at the man before her. "Thanks for the info. Run along home."
He chuckled and turned his back to the cage to keep his eyes on her. Her heartbeat raced. She wasn't ready for this battle. Her strength was only starting to return, but she couldn't run. Oz would only make it if she could keep the vampire busy long enough for him to escape. She dropped her shoulders and rolled her neck. Those defensive moves were going to get put to the test. She was gearing for the attack when he sprawled forward and a reddish brown wolf landed on his back. Oz slammed his front paws onto the back of the vamps head and a sound like a melon cracking reverberated through the room.
"Don't kill him, Oz. No bite." The green glowing eyes of the wolf focused on her and his tongue lolled out from his mouth. She paused and stared at her boyfriend in full wolf form. He was beautiful and calmly sitting on her assailant. "Good boy. Let me get the nasty vampire."
Oz lowered his muzzle and growled by the vamp's ear. She came closer and stroked his furry head. He licked her hand and she giggled as she pressed her stake to the vampire's back. The vamp was out cold. She looked up to see the wolf trot into the cage, tail wagging.
She was stuck. Oz needed to be locked up, but she needed to tie up the vamp first. She groaned and Oz strolled out of the cage buttoning his pants.
"Need some help?" He smiled as she shook her head. "Let me tie our boy up, and then we can lock him up in the cage.
Buffy sat in a chair, dumbfounded as Oz worked around her. He tied the vampire to one of the library's chairs and dragged it into the cage. The vampire woke up as he locked the gate.
"Who the hell are you?" It snarled at Oz.
"Her mate." He smiled and tilted his head. "You're gonna wish I had killed you."
Buffy looked up at him as he approached the chair she was sitting in. Her eyes were big as saucers. She smiled at him and then launched herself into his arms. He wrapped his body around hers and held her as she shook.
"I was sure we were both dead. I'm not up to my usual strength right now." She kissed the side of his face. "I was trying to figure out how to give you a chance."
"Buffy, you don't look for ways to save me anymore." He growled against her neck. "Our children are inside of you. They come before me."
"You can't be sure, but I am. I am very sure. Those two little beings inside you are ours. We are going to figure all this out. I promise."
She looked up at his glowing eyes. "You knew who I was as a wolf, knew what I was saying."
He nodded. Trailing fingers through her hair. "I can change at will around you." He held out his arm and his fingers shortened and claws sprang forth from the tips of his fingers. He smiled at her and let his arm go human again.
"How can you do that?" Buffy pulled his hand to her face and kissed his palm.
"Giles will help us figure all that out. Right now, we need to deal with our guest." He kissed the tip of her nose. "Let's get Giles over here."