Disclaimer: Forget it. (On first part)
Just then, Nurse Dennis popped her head in. "Dr. Leary? I need to talk to you."
The doctor stepped out, and Buffy turned to Angel. "This can NOT be good. I hope Faith is holding up with the slaying ok."
"Slaying?" The doctor asked. Neither Buffy nor Angel had noticed her presence again.
"Um, LAYING," Buffy said, remembering how Xander had once tried to cover. "I mean, um, well, it's a...a..computer game, yes, and, um, she has to beat it, yeah, um, for the school competition."
"Oh, you're a student?"
"Yes, I am."
Dr. Leary nodded and continued. "I have the test results."
"Is it serious?" Angel asked hurriedly.
"A serious thing, yes. But if you mean will she be constantly ill or is it fatal? Certainly not."
"Can you get on with it while I'm still awake?" Buffy asked.
"Of course. Buffy, you're...pregnant."
Buffy, not knowing what to say, giggled. "That's not possible...wait it is. Oh my God, Angel..."
Angel was in complete shock. He kissed her hand. "It'll be ok," he said again.
"I'll leave you two alone. Buffy, we'd like to keep you overnight, and suggest you don't do anything streneous to your health."
"God, Angel, I never thought..."
"Me neither. But that's not necessarily bad, is it? It can be good. I love you forever, Buffy, and now we can have a family."
"Mom's going to flip," was all Buffy said.