Title:Trinity #6: Telling a Secret Author:GW Katrina gutterwoman@a... Betas:Sileya, She's good, and all mistakes are from me not listening Rating:PG Warning:There are three characters together in this story. Archive:YES! List archives, The Temple, and if you've already archiving other parts. Everyone else, just ask. Disclaimer:If I owned them, Xander, Spike, and the other cool guys would be living with me. Alas, as I an not surrounded by hot guy flesh, I don't own them. Phooey. Summary:Willow tells her secret Notes: // //=Xander's mindspeech ** **=Willow's mindspeech :: ::=Spike's mindspeech Trinity #6: Telling a Secret GW Katrina -A 13-year-old Willow stared at her mother, face as red as her hair. The young teen had just received the 'Talk'. Willow had never had that frank of a discussion about sex before. "One more thing, Willow. When you think you've found someone to love, be careful. Be wary of anything a man tells you. Most of the time, they just want one thing. Your real father was that way." Willow nodded. She knew her mom's husband was not her father. "I thought your father loved me. He may have, but not enough to stay. That's happening more and more often. A child is not something that can be handled alone. Make sure the father won't leave."- Over the years, Willow had it pounded into her head that unless she was married, if she got pregnant the father would abandon her. Now she was not only pregnant, but with two men. Willow knew neither Spike of Xander would leave. Both grew up with bad home lives, both were highly protective and enamored of children. Once they had come across a demon who fed on children. Between the two of them, they had ripped the thing to pieces. However, since she was old enough to understand what 'adopted meant, Willow had been told over and over that unless she was married, the father of her child would leave. Everything kept twisting round and around in her mind. It wouldn't settle long enough for her to work through it. Willow sighed, then headed for the kitchen. *** The smell of food drifted out to entice the weary men coming in the door. Without a word, the pair followed their noses, stomachs growling. Amazing and tantalizing smells led them to a feast of baked goods. Every flat surface was covered with something. Chocolate-chip peanut butter cookies were the dominant thing. In the middle of it all was Willow, munching on a cookie. Xander took one long look at all the food that graced the room, then walked forward and enveloped Willow in a tight hug. "What's wrong, Wills? You only cook this much when you're worried." At those words, Willow broke down, her tears darkening Xander's shirt. Not sure what was causing her distress, he could only rock her and coo, the same as Willow had so many times before for him. On Willow's other side, Spike stroked her back and whispered words of love to her. Slowly the tears dried up, and Xander reached out to the woman who meant more to him than his own life. //What's wrong, love?// **scaredscareddontleavestaypleasestaydontgo!!** Recoiling slightly as the wave of emotion rushed over him, Xander felt Willow begin to tremble. //Love you, Willow. Always. Me and Spike are like gum on the sidewalk. You step in it, and it never comes off. You're stuck with us.// Spike echoed the claim with spoken words. "He's right, luv. You'd have to push me into the sun before I'll leave." The words and the protective stances they took around her finally penetrated Willow's fear. They were her mates, and they wouldn't leave her. With their hands still making the soothing movements, Willow whispered the news. "I'm pregnant." Time seemed to stop. Under her cheek, Willow could feel Xander's heartbeat speed up. "Pre..pre...pregnant?" "As in a baby?" If she hadn't been so worried, Willow would have laughed at Spike's question. "Yes Spike, as in a baby." After no sound for several long seconds, then, "Spike," cracked Xander's slightly shocked voice, "we're gonna be daddies." There was a whoop, then Willow felt herself being lifted and spun around. Once set down and dizzy, another pair of arms grabbed the redhead and drew her into another spinning circle. Held close to a cool body, Willow looked into a pair of golden eyes. The eyes suddenly widened. "Do you need to sit down? I didn't hurt the baby, did I? You shouldn't be standing up." Matching actions to words, Spike picked her up and carried her to the couch in the living room. Behind them came Xander, who had paused long enough to grab some cookies and a glass of milk. Willow would have told Spike to put her down, but she was laughing too hard with relief at the looks on their faces. She was placed gently on the couch, and a handful of cookies was passed to her. Xander knelt next to the couch holding the glass of milk, while Spike started to rub her already bare feet. Feeling the love pouring off her lovers, tears filled Willow's eyes. There was a flurry of movement, and she was wrapped up from both sides. "Are you OK?" "Did we do something wrong?" "We can fix it." Willow returned the hug with all her strength. "No, everything is perfect. I was so scared. I didn't know what you were going to do after you found out about the baby." She found herself in a mind-to-mind equivalent to a hug. //Willow, we will never leave you.// ::You are a part of us. Our heart is you. If you ever left, we would die.:: **Love you guys. Love you so much.** //Hey you two, look.// Willow and Spike blinked as their perception twisted. Now they could see themselves. To Xander's psychic senses, Spike was surrounded by black velvet, giving the impression of sensuality and softness. Around him glimmered flecks of light, as if fire was reflected off of blades and jewels. Willow had a solid glowing area, a star in the center of her chest. Around her was green. The same fresh green as new tree leaves. Centered in her stomach were two tiny sparks. Both were barely there, but they were steady. For a second, Spike and Willow didn't realize what they were seeing. Then it hit them. ::**TWINS!**:: The End