I ran my fingers down Spikes cheeks, I looked up at him and
he picked me up. He carried me home. When we got home we saw
grandmother sitting in her chair that daddy had gotten her
so many years ago. She was crying, and rocking in her chair.
Back and forth, back and forth. She looked up to see us
watching her so she swallowed her tears and packed us up. Two
years I did not see my daddy or hear his voice. I always felt
him. He was everywhere we went. One day he caught up with us
and we were together for maybe a month. Then my daddy disappeared
into the darkness of the night.
"My falut! My falut!" I screamed rocking back and forth in my
chair. My mind was screaming at me and I had no where to go,
no where to hide.
"No dear. He left because he was sick not because he didn't love
us anymore." grandmother explained still to scared to tell the
truth.
"Daddy left, I tried to warn him but now hes gone!" I screamed.
"Shhhh love its okay." Spike said softly as he held me in his big
arms. His arms weren't as nice as daddy's but he was my Spike and I
felt safe in them.
This time daddy never came back, Spike and me finally left grandmother
and she went running back to her Master. We went everywhere,looking
for him, for my daddy. We never found him, every place was the same
no daddy. Not here, not there, not anywhere. We left the old country
and went to the states. We ended up in Sunnydale because Spike said
the hellmouth was calling him. Also the anointed one wanted us. My
Spike dusted that little childe. I laughed. Daddy was in this town.
I felt him as we entered, just as Spike did. I saw the look on his
face when we got to this town.
