After the big revelation she was going to be a grandmother, Joyce didn't feel like playing a matchmaker. The dinner with Riley was awkward at best and thankfully he didn't stay long. But when he was gone, Buffy and her mother were left alone, sitting in the living room with silence surrounding them. Neither of them knew what to say to the other.

Joyce sighed and turned her gaze to her daughter. “Have you decided what to do? It's too late for an abortion”, she said and Buffy turned to look at her horrified.

“I'm not going to do anything. I want this baby and I would never...” she couldn't even say the word. Just the thought of killing her and Angel's baby made her physically ill.

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that”, Joyce quickly apologized, she was just as surprised as Buffy when the words escaped her lips. She hadn't been even Buffy's age when she became pregnant and she had never even considered aborting her even when Hank suggested it. “It's just... you don't understand how hard it is to have a child at your age. You have a new business and...” Joyce continued but Buffy interrupted her.

“But if I were having Riley's baby you wouldn't be this much against it”, she stated, she didn't need to make it a question because she already knew the answer.

“Yes, it would be completely different situation. Angel is not fit to be a father, Riley is a responsible young man who would like to have a family with you and take care of you”, Joyce answered. Buffy let out a angry breath and jumped to her feet.

“Yeah, he wanted a family with me real bad. Actually so bad that he was sowing his seed all over LA”, she said angrily. Joyce looked at her in shock.

“What are you talking about? Riley loves you.”

“Yeah, he loves me. He loved me very much when he felt the need to fuck other women. I found him fucking some brunette ho in our bed.”

“No. It must have been some kind of misunderstanding”, Joyce said shaking her head in denial. For a long while all Buffy could do was gape at her mother, this couldn't be real.

“Mom, there was no misunderstanding. I'm not a complete idiot, there had been signs but I ignored them until one day I had a head-splitting headache and I had to go home, that's when I found Riley with that slut in our bed. And there is no mistaking of what they were doing. She even introduced herself to me, her name is Sandy by the way. But you know what is the worst thing about it, mom?” Joyce didn't say anything, her illusion of the perfect son in law was crumbling. “He wasn't using a condom. That was the worst thing about the whole ordeal. He didn't only cheat on me but he also endangered himself and me in the process”, she answered, her voice showing calmness that she didn't feel inside.

“I don't know what to say”, Joyce said after a long silence, it was hard to digest the new information.

“You don't have to say anything. It isn't your fault Riley cheated on me”, Buffy answered and let out a tired sigh, sitting down to a chair with her shoulders slumping. She closed her eyes, rubbing her forehead. After a while she opened her eyes and looked at her mother. “I know I haven't had the best track record with men but... I really do love Angel and I am certain of my feelings. I know this baby wasn't planned but I love it, it's part of me and Angel. You may not accept who the father is but you have no choice”, she said adding the last part sternly, giving her mother the message that she could either accept it or loose both daughter and a grandchild.

Joyce's eyes snapped to Buffy, her daughter had never given her any kind of ultimatum but now it seemed she had been given one. “I guess I have no choice but to accept that you are having a child with him. But promise me you'll be careful, whether you like it or not, that man is going to cause you heartbreak.”

Lindsey stopped his truck in front of the large mansion Daniel O'Reilly owned and got out of the vehicle, taking his briefcase with him. He rang the doorbell and in no time the butler, Jonathan opened the door, signing him inside before leading him to the study.

“Mr. MacDonald is here”, Jonathan announced and Daniel raised his eyes from the papers in front of him. The desk he was sitting behind of was just as intimidating as the one in his office.

“Lindsey, sit down. Jonathan, close the door”, Daniel ordered and lowered his eyes back to the papers on the desk. Lindsey walked further into the room and sat to the chair, placing his briefcase to his lap. He pulled out a wad of papers and set them to the desk. Daniel just glanced at them, then him and continued what he had been doing. “What are those?” he asked absently.

“New information on Buffy Summers. It appears she is pregnant”, Lindsey answered going straight into business and Daniel's eyes snapped to his face, he had the man's full attention now.

“Pregnant?!”

“Yes. I've got copies of her medical record and even a sonogram picture of the baby. Not an easy task, I might add”, Lindsey answered and pushed the papers across the desk. Without hesitation Daniel took the papers, quickly looking through them. A wry grin rose to his lips.

“You didn't waste any time did you, my boy”, he chuckled while looking at the ultrasound picture of the baby. “At least I know for once he listened what I said”, he stated a moment later and raised his eyes to Lindsey.

“There is a possibility that the baby might not be Angelus'”, Lindsey tried but he was interrupted.

“Of course it's Angelus', there is no chance in hell that he would take some other man's bastard as his. That boy has too much pride to just pick up a pregnant woman and claim the spawn as his no matter what the ultimatum is.” For a long moment the room was silent. Lindsey watched Daniel very carefully, the man seemed to be deep in thought. But finally he broke the silence, his voice even and controlled. “But still, he's sitting on lot of money so I want you to keep an eye on the situation.”

“I'll do that, sir”, Lindsey answered.

The weekend with her mother had been painful but they had gotten into civil ground before she left to go back to LA. Joyce hadn't cried, disowned or said she was disappointed in her so that was a good sign but Buffy could see her mother wasn't happy about the pregnancy. Or more like of who the father was. She felt bad about shattering her mother's illusion of Riley but at the same time she felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders as she didn't have to protect his reputation anymore. Everyone had to live with the consequences of their actions and Riley was no different.

She walked through the door and threw her keys to the small table. She could see a light in her office and she headed there. Without making a sound she opened the door and smiled as she found Angel sitting by the desk that was cluttered with a mountain of papers. “Hey”, she said softly and stepped into the room. He raised his eyes from the paper and gave her a crooked smile.

“Hey”, he answered and closed the folder he had been going through. “How was your ride home?” he asked, Buffy had already told him about the confrontation with her mother, he had actually considered going there to be with her but now he realized it wouldn't have made her stay any easier.

“It was fine. I'm just tired so I think I'll go to bed”, she said while slowly nearing him. She stopped by the desk, leaning against it.

“You do that, I'll follow you soon”, he said and she gave him a tired smile before brushing a soft kiss across his lips. She was about to pull back when Angel gently took a hold of the back of her head, pulling her into a kiss with more passion than the chaste kiss they had just shared. She moaned against his lips and threaded her fingers into his hair. He was about to pull her into his lap when she regretfully broke the kiss and took a step back.

“See you soon”, she said breathily and started walking out of the room.

“I'll be right behind you”, he said back and started to gather the papers. Buffy went to the bedroom and only bothered to remove her clothes, dropping them to the floor before crawling into bed, the trip had been emotionally tiring and she felt like she could sleep for a week.

She didn't have to wait long for Angel to arrive and she turned to her other side to watch him strip his clothes. He gave her an arrogant smirk, staring into her eyes as he removed every piece of clothing, giving her a show and crawled into bed. She let out a soft laugh and playfully slapped his bare chest. He really was conceited and showed no remorse. She turned to her side and closed her eyes as she felt his arms circling around her, pulling her into his secure embrace. She covered his large hands with her smaller ones and tried to fall asleep but it wouldn't come. Finally she opened her eyes.

“Angel”, she whispered quietly, she was almost certain he was still awake.

“Yeah?”

His breath hit the back of her neck, sending shivers running through her. For a brief moment she closed her eyes again before she turned in his arms to look at him.

“Just tell me it's over before you cheat on me”, she said and all Angel could do was stare. She looked so damn vulnerable and the tone of her voice was heartbreaking. Why did she think he was going to cheat on her? Sure he was afraid he couldn't stay faithful to her during their marriage but what had he done to make her think that?

“Buffy, I'm not going to cheat on you”, he said and silently wondered how the lie came so easily. She smiled sadly.

“They always do. I hope you don't but if you do find someone else, I need you to tell me before anything happens”, she answered staring at the ceiling. Angel took her chin between his fingers and turned her to look at him. He leaned up on one arm and ran his fingers through her hair, his hand settling to the side of her face.

“Buffy. I...” he tried to get the words out but they wouldn't come. She was looking at him expectantly with those big expressive eyes of hers and it was like she was looking right inside his head.

“You what?” she asked softly. He tried to make the words come out but they died on his lips. Instead of saying anything, he kissed her with undeniable passion. She responded into the kiss with just as much feeling, her arms circled around his neck to pull him closer. His hand disappeared into her long hair as the other glided down her body, pulling the cover with him.

He pulled back, panting for air and they stared into each others eyes, raw with emotion. He kissed her softly on the lips, there was no urgency or the same burning passion as on the previous one. Slowly his lips traveled down her neck and he shed wet kisses around her shoulders and breasts, relishing in the small sounds she made.

She reached out to him, her fingers disappearing into his dark hair. He raised his gaze to her face, her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted and her breathing shallow. Slowly she opened her eyes and their eyes met. Her hand slid down to cup his cheek and she pulled him up for another kiss. As the kiss grew more passionate, he gently coaxed her to turn to her side, he remembered doctor Doolittle cautioning her not to lie on her back for long periods of time.

He broke the kiss and pulled back to look at her. His hands framed her face, smoothing his thumb over her lower lip. Her eyes were fixed on his lips, they had to be the most kissable lips she had ever seen.

“I missed you”, he whispered and her eyes snapped to his, she looked at him like he had just said the most beautiful thing in the world. Those simple words meant to her just as much as a confession of love would have. Well, almost as much.

“I missed you too”, she said back, giving him a touched smile, she was thankful she wasn't tearing up from the confession. The hormones, it had to be the hormones. But soon all thought of imbalanced hormones had vanished from her mind as she felt his strong hands traveling down her body and his fingers playing with the waistband of her panties.

“You have too many clothes on”, he said huskily, his eyes showing his roaring passion for her.

“I'm practically naked here”, she answered making her voice sound like she was objecting while she was fighting not to smile.

“Not naked enough”, he stated and she jumped as she heard a sound of fabric ripping. As soon as she realized it had been her panties, she tried to glare at him with little success. “I'll buy you new ones”, he stated unaffected and kissed her. As she felt his soft lips touch hers, she forgot the torn panties and grabbed the back of his head, pulling him into a deeper kiss.

His hand slid down to her thigh and he draped it over his, spreading her open. She gasped but didn't break the kiss when she felt his fingers brushing against her most intimate spot. She was dripping wet and finding no resistance his finger slipped into her tight passage, his thumb gently rubbing her clit. She whimpered against his lips and after a short while pulled back, her lips still hovering close to his.

“I need you”, she whispered. He nodded and pulled his finger out of her, soon placing his hard member against her opening. He brushed a soft kiss to her lips and slowly thrust into her tight heat, groaning as he felt her pulsating around his engorged flesh. They were a perfect match, he was certain she was made only for him.

He brushed a stray lock of hair from her face and smoothed his thumb over her lower lip. He kissed her softly but in no time he was ravaging her lips with great passion and they started to move together in a languid rhythm. His every touch was gentle and loving and every kiss was full of passion, his every move showing the words he couldn't speak.

“Please”, she whimpered, all the sensations were driving her crazy. She felt like she was going to burst into flames at any second, he was driving her closer to the orgasm but still keeping her too far to fall into the abyss. He grunted deep in his chest as he felt her nails raking down his back, he was burning too and needed to cum soon. So he took pity on her and himself and let his hand travel down to where they were connected and in sync with his thrusts he rubbed the bundle of nerves to send her over the edge.

Her whimpers and soft grunts increased and soon she cried out his name name in the throws of an orgasm. Her fingers buried into his shoulder and her face pressed against the column of his neck as her channel pulsated around his hard member, pulling his release out of him. With a final groan he spilled his seed inside her.

For a long while the room was silent, only the sound of their breathing could be heard. Slowly he opened his eyes and smoothed her hair back, she was still keeping her face buried into his shoulder. “I... I don't think I can move”, she stated breathlessly. He pulled back enough to look at her face.

“In a good or a bad way?” he asked and a lazy smile rose to her lips.

“Definitely good”, she answered. He grinned back at her and claimed her lips with a languid kiss. With a soft chuckle he reached for the cover and pulled it over them. He pressed a final kiss to the top of her head and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her body against his. For the first time in his life he wanted to say the words but he couldn't even open his mouth.

A/N: I'm basing Joyce's reaction to Riley's cheating on her reaction to Spike's obsession on Buffy, when Buffy realized Spike's thing for her and told about it to her mother, Joyce asked if Buffy had done anything to encourage him, her next concern was Buffy's safety. I don't remember if Joyce ever knew about Riley's cheating.