Title: Bye bye baby
Author: Lady fire heart
Disclaimer: This belongs to the almighty god Joss. I wish I had created it. But I didn't. Another one of those things I was too stupid to create. I am just one of the shows adoring floozies.
Thanks to:
RoseAnn for the beginning.
and all my e friends for reading.
And all my in town friends for making me laugh.
Also a big thanks to Mrs. Jane Grady. You introduced me to books and writing. I think you will always be the best teacher I had.
I am going short on the thanks now. My beta reader complained a lot about it saying it was longer than some of my chapters.
BTW thank you Michelle Gates (my beta reader person lol) for reading and complaining so I can strive to be better.
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William pulled into the driveway and opened the door. Anne was probably worried sick by now. William opened the back car door and picked up Joyce whom was fast asleep. Joyce grumbled and pulled away from him and stood wearily. "Huh? Are we home yet?" she groaned. William chuckled. "Yes we're home." He whispered. Michael climbed out and closed the car door. William smiled and ruffled Joyce's hair. "Come on little one." Joyce yawned and followed her father closely.
William opened the door and gasped. Joyce stopped in her tracks and stared in horror. Her father closed the door quickly and pushed them back towards the driveway.
"Dad what was that?" Joyce asked as William pushed them further towards the street. William shook his head. "Go to Michaels house." Joyce pulled away from her father and glared. "Dad why? What was in there!?" she shouted. William took her gently by the upper arms and stared at her.
"Joyce. Please just go to Michael's house."
"But dad!"
"Joyce…"
"But…"
"Go!!"
Michael shivered and pulled Joyce down the sidewalk towards his house. "Joyce I don't know what that was in there but we need to listen. Now come on." Michael pulled Joyce up the brick path towards his house and unlocked the door before pulling her in and locking it behind them. Joyce slid to the floor and cried into her hands. "Was that really what I think it was?" she sobbed. Michael sat down beside her and patted her on the back. "I hope not."
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William opened the door and walked into the hall. The walls were covered in red blood. William gagged and turned away. The room seemed to spin as he fell to his knees and looked around. William stood trembling and looked at the wall over the stairs. There was a message written in blood shining out against the white wall.
Bring back our spike.
Bring him to the abandoned warehouse by the train tracks without haste. If you have not come by midnight tonight then the girl will be killed. We hope you liked our gift of blood.
William yelled in anguish and held to the wall for support. He stumbled back and tried desperately to wipe the blood from his hands and side but it was still not enough. William walked into the kitchen; grabbed the mop pail and filled it with cold water.
William stumbled to his knees and scrubbed at the blood. In smears in ran down the wall. William stopped and closed his eyes. He could see her now… She was so beautiful. When he had first met her he had thought she was not that great. But then he had found her attitude. Her attitude was UN like anything he had ever seen. It was dark and dangerous while it was still childish and quirky.
William pulled himself from the daydream and began to scrub the walls again. The red ran quicker and quicker until the walls were pure white again. William kept scrubbing. The blood was still fresh on his mind and whenever he stopped scrubbing the picture would burn into his thoughts. William looked up at the clock and noted the time. "IT was 9:00 p.m. William pulled himself up and walked out the door. He was not spike but he was going to save Anne.
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Anne opened her eyes slowly and looked at her arms. They were covered with bloody scratches and Anne yelped as the rope holding her hands behind her rubbed against the slits. Anne lifted her head and took in her surroundings. She was tied to a chair in the middle of a large empty building. Anne pulled on the ropes trying to break away but to no avail. She gasped as a figure loomed in the not so distant dark, "Anne? It that you?" Anne's heart leapt at the familiar voice and she leaned forward as William walked out of the shadows. William caressed her cheek as he leaned over her. Anne looked up at him hopefully. "William help me." She whispered. William sighed. "Doll. I can't." Anne smiled wearily and then kicked him hard he enough that he stumbled back into the shadows. "William would never call me doll." She whispered with a glare. A cackle rang through the building as someone stepped into the moonlight. "Why Dru, it looks like the snack doesn't want to play." She said evilly.
The figure in the shadows shifted and changed into a different shape. "The little pixies lied to me then." She whispered. Anne shivered as two female vampires stepped out. She knew them right away as Drusilla and Darla the violent bloodthirsty villains.
Darla ran her hand along Anne's chin and laughed. "Where is Spike?" she asked. Anne turned her face away from the women. "I have not seen Spike in 12 years." She answered. Darla slapped Anne so hard that the chair tipped and Anne landed hard on her back. She let out a soft sob as they pulled her and the chair back up. "You better hope Spike shows up because if he doesn't then you will be killed." Anne glared strongly at them. "I know that… You wrote it in my blood on the wall! I think I would recall that." She hissed angrily. Darla moved her hand to hit Anne but Drusilla grabbed her wrist and looked towards the front door. Anne felt relief wash over her as she saw William walk into the moonlight that poured through the upper windows. "Give Anne back." He said with deadly authority. Darla and Drusilla started to stalk around him as if they were vultures circling their prey. William glared at the vampires. Drusilla shook her head and wrung her hands. "This is not my spike!" she whimpered. Darla pushed William back and growled. "Go and get Spike. You have three hours." William stood strongly and walked towards them again. "Give me Anne!" he shouted. Drusilla caressed Anne's face taunting him. "What a lovely little tid bit. We will give her back if you bring Spike back. I want my little spike back." Anne pulled away with a sound of disgust. "Don't do it William! We'll lose everything we have! Joyce will not be safe and…and… Just don't do it!" she shouted. Darla hissed and slapped her hard knocking her unconscious again. William shouted in anguish but Drusilla pushed him back. "Three hours the pixies whisper. But the king of jacks says two. Bring back my little Spike!" she growled
William stormed away and out of the building. He had failed his wife. William stopped and took a deep breath as he looked at the moon. He would have to bring Spike back.
Spike would not go away once he was here either and William and Anne would be pushed out of the picture. He knew that Joyce would be safer with them but he did not want to see Anne dead. William wiped tears away and walked off down the street. "Goodbye to us." He said sadly.
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TBC
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I know it is getting dark but don't worry the questions will be answered. It will get less dark in the next chapter. Thanks for the reviews and please if you haven't just write a quick one? Thanks again
Author: Lady fire heart
Disclaimer: This belongs to the almighty god Joss. I wish I had created it. But I didn't. Another one of those things I was too stupid to create. I am just one of the shows adoring floozies.
Thanks to:
RoseAnn for the beginning.
and all my e friends for reading.
And all my in town friends for making me laugh.
Also a big thanks to Mrs. Jane Grady. You introduced me to books and writing. I think you will always be the best teacher I had.
I am going short on the thanks now. My beta reader complained a lot about it saying it was longer than some of my chapters.
BTW thank you Michelle Gates (my beta reader person lol) for reading and complaining so I can strive to be better.
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William pulled into the driveway and opened the door. Anne was probably worried sick by now. William opened the back car door and picked up Joyce whom was fast asleep. Joyce grumbled and pulled away from him and stood wearily. "Huh? Are we home yet?" she groaned. William chuckled. "Yes we're home." He whispered. Michael climbed out and closed the car door. William smiled and ruffled Joyce's hair. "Come on little one." Joyce yawned and followed her father closely.
William opened the door and gasped. Joyce stopped in her tracks and stared in horror. Her father closed the door quickly and pushed them back towards the driveway.
"Dad what was that?" Joyce asked as William pushed them further towards the street. William shook his head. "Go to Michaels house." Joyce pulled away from her father and glared. "Dad why? What was in there!?" she shouted. William took her gently by the upper arms and stared at her.
"Joyce. Please just go to Michael's house."
"But dad!"
"Joyce…"
"But…"
"Go!!"
Michael shivered and pulled Joyce down the sidewalk towards his house. "Joyce I don't know what that was in there but we need to listen. Now come on." Michael pulled Joyce up the brick path towards his house and unlocked the door before pulling her in and locking it behind them. Joyce slid to the floor and cried into her hands. "Was that really what I think it was?" she sobbed. Michael sat down beside her and patted her on the back. "I hope not."
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William opened the door and walked into the hall. The walls were covered in red blood. William gagged and turned away. The room seemed to spin as he fell to his knees and looked around. William stood trembling and looked at the wall over the stairs. There was a message written in blood shining out against the white wall.
Bring back our spike.
Bring him to the abandoned warehouse by the train tracks without haste. If you have not come by midnight tonight then the girl will be killed. We hope you liked our gift of blood.
William yelled in anguish and held to the wall for support. He stumbled back and tried desperately to wipe the blood from his hands and side but it was still not enough. William walked into the kitchen; grabbed the mop pail and filled it with cold water.
William stumbled to his knees and scrubbed at the blood. In smears in ran down the wall. William stopped and closed his eyes. He could see her now… She was so beautiful. When he had first met her he had thought she was not that great. But then he had found her attitude. Her attitude was UN like anything he had ever seen. It was dark and dangerous while it was still childish and quirky.
William pulled himself from the daydream and began to scrub the walls again. The red ran quicker and quicker until the walls were pure white again. William kept scrubbing. The blood was still fresh on his mind and whenever he stopped scrubbing the picture would burn into his thoughts. William looked up at the clock and noted the time. "IT was 9:00 p.m. William pulled himself up and walked out the door. He was not spike but he was going to save Anne.
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Anne opened her eyes slowly and looked at her arms. They were covered with bloody scratches and Anne yelped as the rope holding her hands behind her rubbed against the slits. Anne lifted her head and took in her surroundings. She was tied to a chair in the middle of a large empty building. Anne pulled on the ropes trying to break away but to no avail. She gasped as a figure loomed in the not so distant dark, "Anne? It that you?" Anne's heart leapt at the familiar voice and she leaned forward as William walked out of the shadows. William caressed her cheek as he leaned over her. Anne looked up at him hopefully. "William help me." She whispered. William sighed. "Doll. I can't." Anne smiled wearily and then kicked him hard he enough that he stumbled back into the shadows. "William would never call me doll." She whispered with a glare. A cackle rang through the building as someone stepped into the moonlight. "Why Dru, it looks like the snack doesn't want to play." She said evilly.
The figure in the shadows shifted and changed into a different shape. "The little pixies lied to me then." She whispered. Anne shivered as two female vampires stepped out. She knew them right away as Drusilla and Darla the violent bloodthirsty villains.
Darla ran her hand along Anne's chin and laughed. "Where is Spike?" she asked. Anne turned her face away from the women. "I have not seen Spike in 12 years." She answered. Darla slapped Anne so hard that the chair tipped and Anne landed hard on her back. She let out a soft sob as they pulled her and the chair back up. "You better hope Spike shows up because if he doesn't then you will be killed." Anne glared strongly at them. "I know that… You wrote it in my blood on the wall! I think I would recall that." She hissed angrily. Darla moved her hand to hit Anne but Drusilla grabbed her wrist and looked towards the front door. Anne felt relief wash over her as she saw William walk into the moonlight that poured through the upper windows. "Give Anne back." He said with deadly authority. Darla and Drusilla started to stalk around him as if they were vultures circling their prey. William glared at the vampires. Drusilla shook her head and wrung her hands. "This is not my spike!" she whimpered. Darla pushed William back and growled. "Go and get Spike. You have three hours." William stood strongly and walked towards them again. "Give me Anne!" he shouted. Drusilla caressed Anne's face taunting him. "What a lovely little tid bit. We will give her back if you bring Spike back. I want my little spike back." Anne pulled away with a sound of disgust. "Don't do it William! We'll lose everything we have! Joyce will not be safe and…and… Just don't do it!" she shouted. Darla hissed and slapped her hard knocking her unconscious again. William shouted in anguish but Drusilla pushed him back. "Three hours the pixies whisper. But the king of jacks says two. Bring back my little Spike!" she growled
William stormed away and out of the building. He had failed his wife. William stopped and took a deep breath as he looked at the moon. He would have to bring Spike back.
Spike would not go away once he was here either and William and Anne would be pushed out of the picture. He knew that Joyce would be safer with them but he did not want to see Anne dead. William wiped tears away and walked off down the street. "Goodbye to us." He said sadly.
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TBC
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I know it is getting dark but don't worry the questions will be answered. It will get less dark in the next chapter. Thanks for the reviews and please if you haven't just write a quick one? Thanks again