It had been a month since the puppet incident and things were going back to normal, or as normal as they can be at Wolfram and Hart. Early on Monday morning, Fred was in the lab taking possession of a new artifact. The box was postmarked Ponce de Leon, Florida. Before she had a chance to really study the artifact, Angel had called a meeting. Leaving the box on her workbench, she headed off to the conference room.
Spike was bored. All day he had been bothering everyone and trying to find something to do. Unfortunately he was unable to find anyone that was the least bit accommodating to him. Harmony was out sick. Jacki was busy trying to cover not only her own tasks, but also Harmony's, Lorne was in Hollywood meeting with a new celebrity client, Wesley was in a bad mood because Spike had accidently spilled a cup of tea all over a priceless manuscript he was trying to translate, and Angel and Gunn had both said that if he didn't shove off, he would find himself at the pointy end of the nearest stake. Finally he decided he would go see Fred. Even if she was too busy to talk, she could always find him something to do to pass the time. Even if it was just something like polishing beakers.
Fred wasn't around though. Spike figured he'd just wait for a bit and then if she didn't come back, maybe he would just sneak off and go home. He fiddled around with some of the equipment and then he saw the box. The idea that he shouldn't mess with it never crossed his mind. He opened the box and pulled out a bluish white crystal about the size of a large walnut.
"Wonder what this does?" He asked himself as he brought the crystal up to his eyes to examine more closely. A pungent smell of seawater arose from the crystal and he sneezed, squeezing it tightly. Suddenly he was engulfed in a cloud of smoke.
When Fred came back from the restroom, she first didn't realize that anything was amiss. Then she heard a small cry coming from behind her worktable. There on the floor lying on top of a pile of black clothing including what looked like Spike's duster was a naked baby boy!
"Spike? Oh my Goodness!"
Angel looked down at the wriggling baby on his desk. Wesley, Gunn, and Fred looked at it too, and all of them were wondering just what in the world they were going to do with it.
"So this is really Spike?" He asked Fred.
"Yes, and as far as we can tell, he's human."
"How did this happen anyway?"
"I'm really not sure. We got a new artifact in today. A crystal that is supposed to be infused with water from the fountain of youth. Spike must have been playing with it, and well..."
"Any idea how long this will last?"
"No idea. Maybe a few weeks, or he might be stuck like this for awhile and have to relive his entire childhood."
"Well we have to figure out something to do with him. I can't take care of him myself, and I really don't trust the facilities here. They'd probably try to experiment on him."
"I'm afraid I can't take him either. My apartment is so small, and there's too much he could get into."
"After what he did to that manuscript of mine, he's not coming home with me!"
"Don't even think about asking me. You know I can't do the whole daddy thing."
Just when Angel was at a loss on what to do with Baby Spike, the answer to his prayers walked in.
"Here's those files you wanted, Angel. Oh! Where did this little guy come from?"
Angel thought fast. "He was, um, abandoned. Here."
"Oh, that's so sad! Any idea who he belongs to?" Jacki asked.
"None yet. We're trying our best to find his family."
"Poor little guy! What's his name anyway?"
"Uh, William. William Pratt. That's what the note on him said anyway."
"Well hello there William! Aren't you just a sweetie. Yes you are!" Jacki cooed to the baby, stroking one of his tiny hands.
"If you need me to take him for a few days until you find his family or make suitable arrangements, I'll gladly do so."
"You will? Jacki, you're a lifesaver!" Angel said, relived.
"Oh Pshaw! I'm just doing my job. First we'd better get this little one dressed before he catches cold. I think I've got a diaper and a spare outfit in my bag."
Spike just couldn't believe it. He was a baby again! It was all that damn crystal's fault. Instead of being back at home with his X-Box and a mug of blood, he was on Angel's desk getting his bum powdered and diapered. At least he was going home with Jacki. That made the situation a little easier to bear. She'd take good care of him. After getting diapered, Jacki dressed him in a white cotton onesie that was printed with tiny yellow ducks. Spike hated it. He wondered if he looked as ridiculous as he felt.
"There you are William! I'm sure you probably feel much better now that you're dressed." Jacki said as she scooped the baby up into her arms.
"I should probably feed him before we leave. Angel, do you mind if I use your room to nurse him in?"
"Er..What? You're going to nurse him? Don't you have any you know formula with you or those little jarred things?"
"No, I don't. I've never used formula. What's the matter with nursing him? Breast milk is always better for a baby. Besides, this is usually the time I need to pump anyway, so it's convenient for both of us."
Angel didn't know what to say. On the one hand, she was right. On the other hand, the idea that she would be nursing Spike was kind of creepy.
"Yeah, okay. You can use my room. Fred, why don't you go in with her and get her settled in there."
While Jacki situated herself in Angel's rocking chair and opened her blouse, Fred held the baby. When she was ready, Jacki took the baby and gently guided him to her breast.
"Alright Fred, I think we're good for now. Thanks."
Fred nodded and left.
Spike just couldn't believe it. Here it was the first time he was getting to see Jacki's naked breasts and he couldn't bloody well enjoy it properly because he was a sodding baby! There really was only one thing he could do. When the rosy pink nipple touched his lips, he latched on and began to suckle. "At least the milk's good, and I am feeling pretty hungry." Spike thought.
Jacki was relieved that William was such an eager eater. As he nursed, she rocked gently and hummed a lullaby. His baby blue eyes gazed up at her so trustingly and Jacki's heart melted. Whatever it took, if this baby needed a home, he'd find his home with her.
When Jacki broke his suction, Spike started to fuss. He thought he was being separated from his nice meal and soft headrest for good, but Jacki had only pulled him away long enough to burp him and then he was sucking happily away at the other breast. She burped him again after he was done.
With a tummy full of warm milk, Spike was feeling very content and a little sleepy. He yawned and started to close his eyes as Jacki carried him outside to her car. Angel watched apprehensively from the window. What would the sun do to Spike? His worries were for nothing though since all the sun made Spike do was wrinkle up his little face and sneeze a bit. Then he fell back asleep in Jacki's arms.
Jacki got him secured in the car seat and then they drove away. When they got back to her place, she explained things to the nanny, and then Jacki carried him into the nursery and tucked him into the crib with Benjamin. Spike snuffled once and then sticking a chubby little thumb into his mouth, he fell fast asleep.