AN: So, here is the long awaited chapter ten! Sorry for the huge delay, but I've had school and stuff... anyway, I am definitely back to writing now, so expect updates more regularly... OK, so this chapter may seem slightly disjointed or something, but that's only because I haven't written for a while... by the next chapter everything will be back to normal, so please leave a nice review! Anyway, I hope you like this!

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The Stone of Tempus

By Secret Slayer

Chapter Ten

All You Need is Love

The party had finished over an hour ago and the roaring fire had long died out. All the tribe's people were fast asleep in their huts and the air was still, chilly and quiet. Not a sound could be heard amongst the small village, apart from the small shuffle of Buffy's bare feet as she ran across the jungle floor.

Buffy had rescued her pirate clothes and now had them gathered in her arms. There was no way she was staying in her skimpy little princess outfit, especially the way Spike was looking at her. His gaze was the most intense she had ever met and though she liked the way he looked at her, it was far too distracting when she had a mission to do.

Spike turned his head as he heard someone enter the hut.

"It's mummy!" Evelyn whispered excitedly, "Look daddy, she brought her mission clothes."

Buffy sighed with relief as she entered the hut unnoticed by any of the tribe. She looked at the clothes in her arms and then to Spike.

"Can you...um... turn around,"she said shyly.

Spike did as he was told, twirling little Evelyn around with him.

"So, Bit, how old are you?" Spike asked the little blonde as he waited for Buffy to get dressed.

She scrunched her brow in thought, which even the Big Bad found adorable, and then held up four fingers, "This many."

Spike smiled.

"Daddy, is something wrong with your head? You never forget anything about me. You said I'm special," the little girl said with a pout.

"The thing is," Spike began, looking into the eyes, which mirrored his exactly, "Me and your mum had a bit of a fall."

Evelyn frowned, "You falled over?"

Spike nodded, "And we hit our heads and now we cant remember sod all."

"What's a sod?" she asked innocently.

Spike smiled, "It's nothing Bit. Just a word only adults can say."

"Mummy never says it," she countered, her hands on her little hips, looking exactly like a certain slayer Spike knew.

"That's because your mum's perfect."

Buffy had just finished getting dressed when she heard Spike say that. She smiled to herself.

"I'm decent," Buffy declared.

Spike sighed with relief. He enjoyed talking to the little girl, more than he'd like to admit, but he didn't want to say anything else that might not go down well with her real parents.

"Good," he said, "Let's get movin' then."

Giles's apartment...

"Good lord, are you sure?" Giles asked, cleaning his glasses profusely.

"Yep," Buffy answered, sipping a cup of tea, "Just one moment of pure love..."

"It effects anyone on the island. It's why it's so bloody overcrowded. Everyone soddin' loves each other," William explained, putting his feet up on Giles's coffee table.

Giles temporarily ignored the fact there were dirty boots on his beloved coffee table and carried on, "So you could have more... children?"

"As many as we want. All it takes is one true moment, which we have all the time, but we haven't been on the island for so long... It was the best gift we could ask for," Buffy said dreamily.

"I'm just glad it is Spike, Buffy is with, and not Angel," Giles said with a smile, "Are you sure a pregnancy can occur without actual..."

William raised an eyebrow, "We're sure. All it needs is those three special words. You sure your Buffy and Spike...you know," William waggled his eyebrows and smirked, "... aren't in..."

Giles laughed, cutting William short, "Goodness me. They hate each other. The chances of that ever happening would be... well, it would never happen."

William and Buffy glanced at each other with a knowing smile.

The Island...

It felt extremely odd to be holding a little girl's hand as she talked to him about her dolls and what she'd been up to whilst he was away fighting monsters. Though the little girl was charming and he did indeed like her, he was unsettled by the fact she thought he was her dad.

"Are we nearly there yet?" Evelyn asked, tugging on Spike's hand.

Buffy, who was in the lead, glanced back, "Not yet."

"I'm sleepy," Evelyn yawned, putting her hand over her mouth.

"Probably not far to go, Bit," Spike smiled at the little girl.

He was confused. As a vampire, having children, just wasn't an option. Yet somehow, in this world, he seemed to have done just that. In honesty, it had never really crossed his mind. Dawn was the youngest he'd ever gotten close to and she was more of a little sister to him, than a daughter. However, looking down at the little blonde, who was clearly a mixture of himself and his slayer, he began to wonder what things he was missing out on and what things Buffy would miss out on too, if she were to stay with him.

"Spike?" Buffy's voice suddenly cut into his thoughts and he stopped, looking at her.

Buffy looked at Spike intently. He seemed to be having some serious thoughts in that bleached head of his. She knew why. It was the little girl who seemed to be ever so fond of him, holding on to his much larger hand. He was a softie, she knew that deep down, and she also knew, he would have made a good dad to a little girl like Evelyn.

"Daddy," Evelyn yawned, stretching out her arms, "I'm too tired to walk."

Buffy saw pain flash across his features as she called him daddy because in the real world, that could never happen. They're could never be a miniature Spike, who Evelyn indeed was, to call him daddy.

Spike quickly shook off the sadness of the little girl's words and picked her up, seating her on his shoulders. She yelped with surprise and giggled, holding onto the collar of his shirt.

"This is funny. Now I'm the tallest!" Evelyn giggled, "Can you see mummy?"

Buffy smiled, "Uh huh. Much bigger than me."

The trio carried on walking for a good hour, before they realised the sun would soon be up. Luckily, there was a thickly covered area where they could wait out the day.

Buffy and Spike sat beside one another against an old tree stump, whilst Evelyn lay in front of the roaring fire, protected from the cold breeze of the night. Spike draped his arm across Buffy's shoulder and she leaned into his side. Both kept their eyes glued on the sleeping child.

"You sure we're sun proof here, pet?" Spike asked, glancing up at the thick coverage of trees.

"Uh huh," she sighed sleepily.

"Cos, day time's not too far away," he added.

"You'll be fine..."

Buffy slowly frowned and she shifted, so she could look at Spike better.

"You love me, right?"

Spike cocked his head and looked at her, "You know I do."

"I love you too, you know that?" she said shyly.

Spike nodded, smiling, "Yeah, luv. What's this about?"

"I just had to know."

Spike realised where this was going.

"I'm giving up a lot for us to be together Spike. I just want to make sure... it's worth it," she said quietly, wrapping Spike's pirate coat, which he had lent to her, around her self tighter.

"Like giving up having kids," Spike said sadly.

Buffy nodded, her eyes falling on the sleeping girl once more.

"If...if I was human... would you have wanted that with me?" he asked quietly, not sure if he wanted the answer.

"In time," she answered, "I love you. I love you for reasons I never knew could exist between us. It should be wrong. It should be twisted, but it's not. And I'm bored of trying to find perfect. You fit in my life Spike and you make me happy. If you were human, then what we have would be perfect. So yes, I couldn't think of anyone else I'd wanna have a family with, but this isn't perfect. What we have, I mean. But I can deal. You have to make sacrifices, I know that now."

Spike wasn't sure how to react to her confession. He knew now more than ever, she loved him as much he loved her, but he regretted what they couldn't have because fate had handed him an unlife instead of a life.

"Maybe we could keep her," Spike said, pointing at Evelyn.

Buffy looked up at him, eyebrow raised, "Excuse me?"

"You know... take her back to SunnyD, she would never know..."

"You love her don't you?" Buffy said with a smile.

Spike shrugged, "Only known her for a day, but I feel like I've known her longer. Like she really is ours. I look at her and she's like a mini you."

"I know how you feel. I think this place is getting to us. I think we're beginning to feel things that the other Buffy and Spike would feel," Buffy told him.

"Maybe," Spike said.

"You know we cant take her with us, don't you?" she looked at him and saw the saddened look, "her real parents need her. We only brought her with us to make sure she stayed safe."

"I know luv," Spike sighed, leaning further back against the tree stump. Buffy moved back too, snuggling into his side. He smiled and breathed in her scent. "Can we sleep now, pet?"

Buffy yawned, "Uh huh."

They both glanced at the little girl one last time and shut their eyes.

"Night luv."

"Night Spike."

To Be Continued...

AN: So, there it was... what did you think? Please don't leave any harsh reviews, because I've only just taken up writing again, but if you liked, nice reviews are much appreciated! I hope you liked this and more will be on the way soon! Sorry again for the huge delay!

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