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Family 2

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For Xander from Long Time Gone: Would he ever want to try to have children again? Or maybe adopt? I know how much he really wanted his child, and I can't even begin to imagine how devastated he was when he found out that not only his wife, but unborn child was dead.

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He cried the first time he held Joey. The tiny girl was less than ten minutes old when Jase carried her from Dawn's bedside and placed he gently into Xander's arms, jokingly calling him "Da Godfathuh" in a horrendous accent. His small laugh had turned into a gasp as Joey's sleepy blue eyes had opened and tried to focus on his. One gentle touch of Spike's hand on his back and he suddenly couldn't see her sweet face for the tears.

Xander lifted one hand to dash the tears away, and gave Dawn a watery smile at the same time. She looked tired and worried and ecstatic all at the same time and even he could see that the drugs were wearing off and the pain was creeping in. They would need to go soon. Besides, the sunrise wasn't far away.

Spike ran one pale hand over the baby's fuzzy little head, and Xander thought it was like a benediction. Cool lips touched his neck then, and an arm went around his shoulders and squeezed. Buffy joined them, and Xander couldn't resist the pleading in her eyes, so he handed Joey over carefully before turning into Spike's embrace. The lips moved against his neck again, and Xander could barely make out the words, murmured as if in prayer.

"We'll find a way."

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