Forever, Always, and Then Some

Chapter 81

 

Sunnydale.

In Willow’s room.

Buffy: You haven’t told them I guess.

Willow: It is too soon. And I am not ready to hear their recriminations. I can’t deal with them. I just want to crawl in bed and have a good cry.

Buffy: Then that is what you shall do. Want me to get you anything? Tissues? Ice cream? My shoulder?

Willow: Buffy, tell me again. It still is not real.

Buffy: Willow, I can’t say it again. It is too hard to form the words.

Willow: I know. And mom and dad are all smiles and everything will be fine. It will never be fine. I have lost a part of me.

Buffy: We all have.

Buffy hugs her. Sheila walks in.

Sheila: Sorry girls but I just wanted to make sure Willow had everything. Honey, you are crying. Are you in pain?

Willow: No mom, just fine.

Sheila: Well I know you must be distraught about your little friend but it will get better.

Willow: Sure mom.

Sheila: Well your dad and I need to head home. Let us know if you need anything.

Buffy: We will. Let me take Conner.

Sheila hands him over.

Sheila: Such a sweet little boy. You are very lucky.

Buffy: We think so.

Sheila: Bye.

She leaves.

Willow: Do you see? Your little friend. She is always in denial. She can not accept the fact I am g-a-y, gay. She thinks it is a faze.

Buffy: Does it matter what she thinks?

Willow: I guess not.

Buffy: Conner, look at Aunt Willow. She has not seen you in almost a week and she has not even said boo to you. I think we should punish her in some way. What do you think?

Willow: No, no. Don’t hurt me. I am sorry Conner. But to me it has been only two days and with my broken wing and all.

Buffy: No excuse. You are in trouble. So Conner what do you think?

She holds him up pretending to listen to him whisper in her ear.

Buffy: Oh, okay. But I think she deserves worse. Willow, Conner says he will forgive you if he can get some sugar.

Willow: I get to give sugar. I would rather take some.

The three play around some more.

Buffy: Willow, I need to get him feed and ready for bed. Do you still need the tissues?

Willow: Maybe later. Conner has healing powers.

Buffy: Babies are wonderful medicine. Oh and we are going to so healthy.

Willow: We can open our own daycare, problem is we will be paying ourselves.

Buffy: Bad plan.

Willow: Well I am going to try and sleep.

Buffy: Let me know if you need anything.

 

 

Later that night.

Outside the Summer house.

Spike roams around the yard. He stops and looks inside the van.

Spike: Bloody hell the girl is turning into a real mom. I can’t believe I ever thought she was so damn sexy. I must have been out of my mind.

He slips around back and peers in the kitchen window. He tries the doorknob. He climbs up the trellis and moves across the porch roof until he is outside the window. He peers in. A body lies in the bed under the covers.

Spike: My love. We will be together. I won’t rest until you are mine. And no one better stand in my bloody way.

He eases away and into the night.

Spike: Tomorrow night.

At the Bronze.

Harmony: Come on, this place is so lame, lets go somewhere exciting. Somewhere fun.

Riley: Hey, we came here for dinner, not for the entertainment.

Harmony: But I am sick of high schoolers. Lets go try the college campus. I bet you know your way around there.

Riley: I might. But we are here already and I am hungry. Come on lets see what’s upstairs.

They slip up and soon find a young couple in a corner making out. He grabs the female and she attacks the male. They hear a gasp form behind them. They turn to see Crystal watching. She runs for the stairs and into the crowd.

Riley: Looks like we scared the little girl.

Harmony: Well too bad.

They go back to their dinner.

 

 

 

The next evening.

The Summer’s House.

There is a knock on the door. Buffy answers with Conner on her hip.

Buffy: Spike? What do you want?

Spike: Just stopping by to see how everyone is doing. How is the little tyke?

Buffy: Spike, so what do you need?

Spike: Me need? I don’t need anything. Just trying to be nice.

Buffy: Please, you nice. Not hardly. So what are you looking for. Money because sorry Charlie, I am plumb out. And I know you aren’t trying to get me in bed because that will never happen.

Spike: Sorry love but I am finished with that sick little trip. No more visits to the psycho ward for me.

Buffy: Okay, I guess that should make me happy if it didn’t make me sound bad.

Spike: Let Angelus have you. You two deserve one another. Now where is the rest of the family. I have been concerned.

Buffy: They are in the kitchen. We are eating late.

Spike goes to the kitchen.

Spike: Hello.

Dawn: Spike. You came over. Did you come to see me?

Spike: I came to see all three of you. How you doing Red? You’re looking good.

Willow: Spike, I am so not. Why don’t you get to why you are here, so you can leave.

Spike: Can’t a guy pay a concerned social call?

Buffy: A guy, yes. You, no. Now spill.

Dawn: Guys leave him alone. He came here to make sure we were okay. Isn’t that okay?

Buffy: Fine, Spike, we are okay. I am okay. Dawn is okay. Willow is okay. Oh and Conner is hunky doory too. Now you can leave.

Spike: Is that what the rest of you want?

Dawn: I want you to stay.

Buffy gives her a dirty look. The computer rings out.

Dawn: I think that is your husband, again. Why don’t you go talk to him and we will visit with Spike.

Buffy heads to the dining room.

Dawn: Ignore her. She gets like this when she is away from Angel. It will get better in a few days.

Spike: Hmph. So what are you ladies doing? Anyone for a hand of gin?

Willow: Aren’t you suppose to be on patrol?

Spike: I thought that was only when she was out of town.

Willow: Spike. We know, you know she is pregnant and can’t patrol. So quit acting dumb.

Spike: So I have to play slayer for nine months. I did not sign up for that. No way in bloody hell.

Willow: You are such an idiot. She is already 3 months along and besides we have someone else coming in a couple of weeks. So can you handle it that long. Or does Xander, Anya, and I have to go at it.

Spike: Hey, I’ll do it. Don’t want you out there. Especially with a broken arm and all.

Willow: Good, now why don’t you go. Kill the baddies. I need to get some sleep. Dawn can you help me upstairs?

Spike: Hey let me.

He picks her up and starts to carry her.

Willow: Put me down.

Spike: Just let me get you upstairs. You just got out of the hospital. You shouldn’t overdue.

He carries her up. He watches as Dawn gives her a some medicine. He stares out the window.

Spike: Well I better get on patrol.

Dawn: Let me walk you out. Night Willow.

Spike leaves.

 

In LA.

Fred: Hey, looks like the last web site on Conner just folded.

Angel: What no more web sites?

Fred: Nope. I can’t find any new ones and the old ones are gone.

Angel: Buffy, did you hear that?

Buffy: Sure did. But I got to go get this guy to bed. Talk to you tomorrow.

Angel: Night. Sweet dreams.

Buffy: I hope to. Say in about two hours.

Angel: I’ll be there.

 

 

In Sunnydale.

Later that evening.

Spike stands outside the house. The last light goes out. He waits for another hour before he climbs up the trellis again and across the porch roof to the window. He peers in at the sleeping occupant. He listens and slowly raises the sash.

Down the hall, Buffy relaxes and proceeds to fall asleep while controlling her unconscious mind. When she reaches full sleep, she forces herself thoughts toward LA, seeking out Angel and his dream

Spike creeps into the room being sure not to wake the sleeping occupant. He looks down at her. He starts imagining holding her. He wants so much to pull her into his arms a ravish her petal soft lips. To hear her moan his name in ecstasy. He gently sit beside her. A lock of hair has fallen across her face and gently pushes it back. He leans down and gently kisses her cheek. His desire mounts. He even considers kidnapping her, but he knows he must take it slowly if he is going to win her love.

Buffy finds Dream Angel lying in his bed. She watches him, until he opens his eyes and smiles at her.

Buffy: Sleeping in your sleep. Cute.

DA: Not sleeping, waiting.

Buffy: Waiting? For me?

DA: Of course. You going to come closer?

Buffy: Can I ask what you are wearing under there?

DA: You have to find out for yourself.

Buffy walks closer and gently lifts the covers.

Buffy: You are naked. Not wasting any time, I see.

DA: But you are.

He grabs her hand and pulls her toward him. She kneels on the bed, her face over his. Her hair falling onto his cheeks. He grabs the back of her head and forces her mouth down to his. As his lips and tongue rage an assault on hers, his has hand slips under her shirt seeking the warm mounds of flesh. His fingers pluck at the hard pink tips. She emits a low moan He pulls his mouth off hers and captures one taunt nipple. Sucking gently at first then more fervently. A loud low moan escapes her lips.

Down the hall, Spike hears a noise and jumps knocking a bottle from the nightstand. He quickly exits back through the window.

Buffy is awaken by a loud thump. She sits up. She scurries out of bed and down the hall. She enters the bedroom and looks around. The girls lies sleeping. Buffy reaches down and picks up the fallen bottle, placing it back on the nightstand. She glances around the room. Noticing the open window, she crosses over and closes it and locks it. She wanders down the hall to the third bedroom. She enters and find the bed empty. It owner stares out the window.

Buffy: What are you doing out of bed?

Her cell phone rings. She runs for it before it awakens Conner.

Buffy: Hello?

Angel: What’s wrong?

Buffy: Oh something fell and woke me up.

Angel: I thought it was Conner.

Buffy: No just a bottle of Tylenol.

Angel: Oh. Well is everything okay now?

Buffy: Yes sure. Are you getting impatient?

Angel: What do you think?

Buffy: Go back to sleep, I will be there as soon as possible. Don’t forget where we were.

Angel: Never. Hurry.

Buffy: I will. I want to see what else you have in store for me.

Angel: Lets just say you thought heaven was nice.

Buffy: Get to sleep. I will be there soon.

Hang up.

Buffy heads down the hall. After assuring everyone is back in bed she returns to her room and Angel’s dream.

 

Monday morning.

Dawn is eating breakfast when Buffy comes in with Conner.

Dawn: Hey partner. I wish I could stay home with you today. But I have finals. Yuck.

Buffy: I hope you are ready. I know with everything, you haven’t had a lot of time to prepare.

Dawn: But I did. Anya made sure I studied while I was at the magic shop. She would not let me slack off.

Buffy: I am glad. I will have to thank her for having you stay with her last week.

Willow comes in.

Dawn: Hey you made it down by yourself.

Willow: I am managing.

She sits down.

Willow: Sitting is good. I can’t believe how tired I am. Never would know I was asleep for four days..

Buffy: Do what your body ask for. Remember what happened when I didn’t.

Willow: I remember. And I don’t want some worried vampire kidnapping me to LA.

Buffy: Vampire? More like a werewolf.

Willow: (laughs) I guess you are right.

Dawn: What does Oz have to do with any of this?

Willow: Nothing. He would just not like me over doing.

Dawn: I suspect a secret.

Buffy: I suspect you are going to be late for school.

Dawn: Oops. Gone.

She runs out the door.

Buffy: We need to watch what we say.

Willow: I will tell her soon. I just want to see the doctor first.

Buffy: I think we both need to call and make appointments. Let me get the phone.

 

 

In LA

Cordy: What is he doing?

Fred: Nothing. Just sitting there.

Cordy: Feels like old times. I thought he had out grown it.

Fred: He use to be like this before.

Cordy: Oh, yeah. He was a master.

Fred: What can we do?

Cordy: Nothing. Just make sure we dust him on occasion.

Fred: (laughs) He is not that bad.

Cordy: Who are you trying to kid?

Wesley walks in.

Wesley: What are you too up to?

Fred: Nothing.

Cordy: Just having a case of déjà vu.

Wesley: What? Oh. Does look familiar doesn’t it?

Cordy: You know I wouldn’t mind a brain searing vision about now. Might help.

Wesley: Well, It couldn’t hurt.

© 2005 Tara