A/N.- This is chapter Twenty-one of the ENOUGH series. Thanks to all who have read this story and reviewed. So, tell me, did any of you expect what Spike would want from the Council? Well, there is another thing in this chapter, I hope you enjoy this.

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Revisiting the Father.

Spike knew that the warlocks and wizards under the control of the Council were capable of recovering the Ring of Amarra. He had researched and had a certain ally of the supernatural world which had told him of the possibility of recovering the destroyed gem. Even the stupid people working for the watchers could gather what he wanted. He had delivered certain instructions as to where send the ring. They were to deposit it on the bottom of the Thames. No diver would be able to see where the ring was without certain lighting, and Spike would identify a diver a mile away. Besides, he didn't have to breathe and he could locate the gem on the bottom of the ocean if he wanted to.

But the ring could wait. It wasn't nearly as important as the papers he had in his posession. Now he only had to give them to someone who could make the contract go valid. Someone who had a knowledge of laws and a certain know-how in the magics department.

He'd have to pay another visit to a certain individual.

He'd take the contracts to Giles.

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It had been a good day. Giles had managed to arrange most of his business and had met a very beautiful girl who had agreed to grab a cup of coffee that night. Not even the rain was bothering him. Now it seemed that his life was taking a turn for the best. He hoped that this woman would be the one for him, he had been so alone lately.

There was a knock on the door, which Giles found strange at this time. He had called his girl friend so it wasn't likely to be her. Besides, he didn't have that many  friends who would pop up in the night for a drink.

Giles took his precautions. He grabbed the small axe he had in the kitchen and asked before opening the door.

"Who is it?" Giles asked loudly.

"You might say a familiar face," Spike said, chuckling because he was no longer familiar to the watcher, "or something like that. Open the door, Rupe."

Giles was surprised, to say the least. Over six months and then the vampire drops by unexpectedly. Giles hurried and opened the door. He was once again surprised by the new look of the vampire.

"Close your mouth, Rupe," Spike said, "am I still invited to your place?"

Giles was still staring, but moved aside and nodded, allowing the vampire to enter the place.

"What happened, Spike?" Giles asked as he closed the door behind him, "your hair, your clothes, the beard?"

"I'll explain soon," Spike answered, smiling, "but first I need you to check this out." The vampire took out the folder and handed it to Giles. The watcher eyed the folder suspiciously but opened it and saw the three signed contracts.

"What is this?" Giles asked. Spike kept smiling.

"Just read them." The vampire answered.

After a few minutes, Giles looked up and stared at Spike. Giles couldn't believe what he held in his hands. Three copies of a contract signed by the three most important people in the council. A contract which was an answer to some of his worries.

"How did you...?" Giles blurted the words.

"I can be very persuasive when I want to." Spike answered, and as usual, took out his cigarettes and proceded to light one.

"Do you mind?" Spike asked Giles, waving the cigarette. Giles shook his head and kept staring at the papers. He really couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"I see they're signed in  blood as well," Giles said, "very clever."

"That's why I need you, watcher," Spike said, lighting his cigarette, "or more accurately, I need your Ripper personality."

Giles' head shot up and once again stared at Spike.

"Why?" Was the only thing that came to Giles' mind.

"I know of a spell that can bind the contracts because of the blood," Spike said, "but I already have a lot of magics working on me, so I need someone else to do it."

"Magics on you?" Giles asked.

"Needed 'em to enter the Council's building." Spike said, patting the small container broken in his pocket.

"Oh, I see," Giles said, "it's also a clever idea, Spike. I never believed you to be this..."

"Intelligent?" Spike interrupted, feigning a bit of hurt because of the statement.

"I was going to say 'effective'." Giles said, "I'm impressed, Spike, this is..."

"What?" Spike asked.

"This is the answer to many problems I had," Giles finished, "I never thought that it would come from you."

Spike chuckled and inhaled some more nicotine. He'd never admit it but he was finally relaxing after a year of planning.

"Buffy will be very pleased." Giles suddenly said. At the mention of the slayer's name, Spike's eyes flashed golden and he became very still.

"No." Spike said. Giles turned to see him.

"No, what?" Giles asked him.

"I don't want the slayer to know I did this." Spike said, his eyes still yellow. Giles looked at him strangely. Never before had he seen a vampire with its demonic eyes without morphing completely.

"If I may ask why, Spike?" Giles said, trying to ease the uncomfortable feeling that was creeping in his stomach, "This is an excellent thing you're doing for her."

Spike growled and his eyes flashed golden.

"I'm not doing this for the soddin' slayer," Spike hissed, "I'm doing it for Dawn."

Giles looked surprised.

"What do you mean?" Giles asked.

"I wasn't thinking about the slayer, watcher," Spike said, as he was trying to calm himself, "this is all about Dawn."

Giles tried to study what the vampire was doing, but failed to do so. Spike began pacing the room and only stared ahed.

"Go on and validate the contracts, watcher." Spike coldly said, his eyes having returned to their human color. Giles hurried up and found everything he needed. In less than fifteen minutes the contracts had been validated and there was no power in the human or the supernatural world which could break them.

"It's done," Giles said, "but how will we keep this papers safe?"

"You will keep one of the contracts," Spike said, "you will send another one to Dawn, and I will have the third one kept by another source."

"Another source?" Giles asked. Spike nodded.

"Yup, the source which helped me in the first place." Spike turned around and smiled.

"Please, come Anyanka." Spike asked loudly. Giles just smiled. Out of nowhere, the vengeance demon appeared amidst a cloud of smoke.

"Sorry I took so long," Anya said, "but you're overseas so it was a slightly larger trip. Hi, Spike, Hi... Giles?" Anya sounded surprised, and ran to hug the watcher. Giles hugged her back and smiled at her.

"Were you in on this?" Giles asked.

"From the beginning," Anya answered, "Spike needed some advice from the demon realm and he asked for my help."

"That's how I got most of the spells and magics I needed to complete my plan." Spike said, "Thanks, Anya."

"You're welcome," Anya said, "did everything work out ok?"

"Yup," Spike said, and handed Anya the papers, "see for yourself."

Anya grabbed the papers, read them and smiled.

"They're already protected, aren't they?" She asked. Both Giles and Spike nodded.

"Very well," she said, "I'll take this to my boss and anyone who dares to break this contract will have to answer to vengeance demons."

"Thank you, Anya." Spike said, and turned to look at Giles, "Now the three contracts are protected and will never be broken or bent."

Spike headed for the door and was about to leave when Giles called out for him.

"Spike, wait," Giles said, "the council won't let this go so easily. They'll come out for you."

"I know," Spike said, "that's why I also ensured my well being. Would you be so kind to explain to him, Anya?"

Anya nodded and waved goodbye at the vampire.

"Oh, I almost forgot," Spike said, and took out a piece of paper which he handed to Giles, "Travers and the other two watchers are locked inside this warehouse. Please send someone to take them out, or in about an hour or so they'll be vampire food."

Giles should have been mad at the vampire for having done such a thing, but he only managed to burst out laughing. Spike and Anya then laughed as well. Spike only waved goodbye and walked into the night. As soon as Giles stopped laughing he called and notified the authorities of the location of the three persons. He then looked at Anya.

"What did he mean when he said that he ensured his well being?" Giles asked. Anya fidgeted a bit, which Giles interpreted as a bad sign.

"Promise you won't be mad?" Anya asked. Giles smiled.

"I won't be mad at you." Giles said. Anya returned the smile.

"Well, he found out that certain artifacts, magical that is, may be restored and recovered," Anya began, "well, I told him that they could be brought back but he didn't care about that and made me do a lot of research and lots of things that..."

"Anya, please," Giles interrupted, "the point is?"

"Uhm, Spike asked for the council to restore and give him the Ring of Amarra or he'd turn the three watchers into vampires." She blurted out. Giles just remained immovable and his expression hardened. A lot of things ran inside his head, but they were soon erased when he remembered the contracts he held in his hands.

"I can't agree with what he has done," Giles said, "but I won't judge him anymore." He smiled at Anya. She seemed happy that he didn't shout or reprimended her.

"Well, I gotta go back," Anya said, "I have to reopen the store, you know it's early morning there in Sunnydale, right?"

Giles nodded and hugged her.

"Thanks for helping and keeping Spike's secret." Giles said.

"You have kept his secret as well," Anya said, "it seems that the only one who will never trust him is Buffy. Pity. I have to go, see you, Giles."

"Bye, Anya." Giles said, before Anya dissapeared in another whiff of smoke.

Giles was left alone to ponder the things that had happened. He looked at the two remaining contracts sitting on his table. He'd have to hide really well his own copy and he'd have to take personally the other contract to Buffy. But he had to call her. The news were very good, and even though there were a certain clauses he didn't agree with, the contract was a dream come true. Spike had won his eternal gratitude and his respect. Whatever the vampire had done in the past, the pieces of paper on his table redeemed the vampire. At least in his eyes. And then came the other thing that nagged his mind. Should he tell Buffy about what the vampire had done or should he keep lying to her? He had seen the reaction that Spike had when Giles said her name. He only said her name and the vampire went ballistic. The vampire certainly didn't want to know or hear anything about Buffy. He decided to keep the secret and hope that the two of them, slayer and vampire, could find a common ground to patch things up.

He took the phone and dialed the familiar number. He knew it was still early and probably Buffy would still be preparing herself to go to work. The job she hated. Giles smiled when he remembered that she wouldn't have to ever work in a place like that.

After the fourth ring, Buffy's voice was heard.

"Hello?" She said.

"Hi Buffy, it's Giles."

"Heey, Giles, what's up?"

"Oh, not much, I have some very good news."

Giles heard Buffy's breath change and she got quiet.

"What good news?" Buffy almost whispered the question. Giles immediately noticed that Buffy was hoping for him to tell her something about a certain vampire. But he couldn't. He wouldn't betray Spike's trust. But how could he explain the contracts? He didn't want to take the credit. He had lied to one of the parties, maybe it was time to lie to the other. Besides, he was tired of lying to his 'daughter'.

"It's about Spike."

End of Chapter.