Mr and Mrs Normal
CHAPTER FIFETEEN
"Bloody. Hell. Dawn."
Buffy jumped when she heard the English accent she had come to know so well, but she was glad he'd come home. Well not home.
"Hey you." She said hoping to avoid an argument.
"What the soddin' hell are you reading that load of crap for?" He asked feeling rather shy.
"It's not crap, I like it. And you know you should have told me."
"Why so you could laugh at me, mock me, reject me just like Cicely." He felt like crying, he felt like such a poof.
"No because it would have made me happy, and we don't keep secretes Spike." Her voice was both stern and playful at the same time. He looked into her big hazel eyes and knew that his anger at the sisters was fading.
He sat beside her, like he had done all those years ago when he'd come to kill her and found out about her mom. This time it was Buffy who put her arm around him, "You know I love you." She whispered.
He nodded his head, he didn't want to speak in fear of crying like a bloody woman. This woman beside him was the most amazing thing he had ever seen in his life, but she was not immortal so he shouldn't spend time arguing.
"I know pet and I love you too. Just didn't want you think old Spike here had become all brooding and reflective in his old age."
"No you don't brood, you don't wear nearly enough mousse for that." She giggled knowing that the Angel mocking would give him a smile.
It did, a big beautiful honest real smile. The kind that made Buffy just want to cuddle him in her arms forever. This was it for then, the struggle past they were going to be happy.
"Come on you, time for some hot chocolate I think."
They went inside and Spike's head was filled with images of eating little marshmallows off of Buffy's little body. He grinned.
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The next morning both Buffy and Spike didn't want to get out of bed, but they had to. Dawn and Jordan really needed some alone time so Buffy had offered to mind William. Spike was so excited, little William had been lavished with the attention of the blonde vampire.
"Oh he's so cute." Spike cooed to the baby.
"Yeah, I think he must get that off me." Buffy answered putting down all the baby things Dawn had supplied.
Spike started waving a rattle at William, his heart leapt when he saw the baby smile up at him.
"Buffy did you see that, he smiled at me." Spike shouted rather over excitedly.
"Oh that'll be the pity smile." she quipped.
"Hey you." Spike said pulling on to his lap in front of the baby carrier, "He likes me."
"Yeah probably thinks you're his dinner, what with you lacking a tan." She smiled at him, amazed at how much he loved her nephew already.
"No it's because I'm cool." Spike stated, knowing that the little boy couldn't disagree.
Buffy lifted herself of the floor and headed for the kitchen to make Will some milk, apparently he ate every two hours. It was strange to have someone in the house who could out do Spike in the eating department.
She looked at Spike, seeing him with William just made the love they shared all the more real. Spike could love and care and protect, it made him the perfect boyfriend, as well as the fact he was hotter than hell.
"Oh that see would see the man,
I hope that she will notice me.
I know that only she can,
I dream who ever let it be." Buffy forced the words out between her laughter.
"I told you pet I don't want to hear it." Spike growled.
"Tough, I'm the Slayer and if I want to read the poems of a 'nancy boy' then I can."
Spike rushed at her, grabbed her arms and kissed her to halt her squeals.
They were happy in this house, a house tat they shared even though Buffy had not asked Spike to move in yet he practically lived there. All his stuff was there, they were together in every way.
Almost Mr and Mrs Normal.
TBC........
CHAPTER FIFETEEN
"Bloody. Hell. Dawn."
Buffy jumped when she heard the English accent she had come to know so well, but she was glad he'd come home. Well not home.
"Hey you." She said hoping to avoid an argument.
"What the soddin' hell are you reading that load of crap for?" He asked feeling rather shy.
"It's not crap, I like it. And you know you should have told me."
"Why so you could laugh at me, mock me, reject me just like Cicely." He felt like crying, he felt like such a poof.
"No because it would have made me happy, and we don't keep secretes Spike." Her voice was both stern and playful at the same time. He looked into her big hazel eyes and knew that his anger at the sisters was fading.
He sat beside her, like he had done all those years ago when he'd come to kill her and found out about her mom. This time it was Buffy who put her arm around him, "You know I love you." She whispered.
He nodded his head, he didn't want to speak in fear of crying like a bloody woman. This woman beside him was the most amazing thing he had ever seen in his life, but she was not immortal so he shouldn't spend time arguing.
"I know pet and I love you too. Just didn't want you think old Spike here had become all brooding and reflective in his old age."
"No you don't brood, you don't wear nearly enough mousse for that." She giggled knowing that the Angel mocking would give him a smile.
It did, a big beautiful honest real smile. The kind that made Buffy just want to cuddle him in her arms forever. This was it for then, the struggle past they were going to be happy.
"Come on you, time for some hot chocolate I think."
They went inside and Spike's head was filled with images of eating little marshmallows off of Buffy's little body. He grinned.
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The next morning both Buffy and Spike didn't want to get out of bed, but they had to. Dawn and Jordan really needed some alone time so Buffy had offered to mind William. Spike was so excited, little William had been lavished with the attention of the blonde vampire.
"Oh he's so cute." Spike cooed to the baby.
"Yeah, I think he must get that off me." Buffy answered putting down all the baby things Dawn had supplied.
Spike started waving a rattle at William, his heart leapt when he saw the baby smile up at him.
"Buffy did you see that, he smiled at me." Spike shouted rather over excitedly.
"Oh that'll be the pity smile." she quipped.
"Hey you." Spike said pulling on to his lap in front of the baby carrier, "He likes me."
"Yeah probably thinks you're his dinner, what with you lacking a tan." She smiled at him, amazed at how much he loved her nephew already.
"No it's because I'm cool." Spike stated, knowing that the little boy couldn't disagree.
Buffy lifted herself of the floor and headed for the kitchen to make Will some milk, apparently he ate every two hours. It was strange to have someone in the house who could out do Spike in the eating department.
She looked at Spike, seeing him with William just made the love they shared all the more real. Spike could love and care and protect, it made him the perfect boyfriend, as well as the fact he was hotter than hell.
"Oh that see would see the man,
I hope that she will notice me.
I know that only she can,
I dream who ever let it be." Buffy forced the words out between her laughter.
"I told you pet I don't want to hear it." Spike growled.
"Tough, I'm the Slayer and if I want to read the poems of a 'nancy boy' then I can."
Spike rushed at her, grabbed her arms and kissed her to halt her squeals.
They were happy in this house, a house tat they shared even though Buffy had not asked Spike to move in yet he practically lived there. All his stuff was there, they were together in every way.
Almost Mr and Mrs Normal.
TBC........