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.
IF YOU WANT TO BE ON THE MAILING LIST WHICH ALERTS YOU WHEN I ADD A CHAPTER PLEASE WRITE ME AT Madison@fastchart.com.
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Willow slumped onto the plush couch and flicked on the TV. Joyce lay down onto the floor and watched as the channels flew past. "Hey." She fussed. "Turn back. They had a good show on."
Willow pointed to the screen and sighed as she saw what Joyce had wanted so desperately to watch. "Harry potter?" she chuckled. Joyce shushed her and smiled as Harry flew across the screen.
Tara walked in and laughed as she saw Willow's utterly bored expression. "This is close to real world but not close enough. PLEASE stop the insanity."
Willow laid her head onto Tara's knee once she had sat down and sighed again. "Me tired." She whispered. Tara laughed softly. "Well then go to sleep." Willow closed her eyes, her breathing slowed, and she fell into the world of sleep.
Joyce looked back at the two Wicca's and smiled as she saw both were asleep. "Excellent." She whispered. Joyce lowered the volume of the movie and quietly snuck out of the room.
Joyce had gone into one of the rooms down the hall and it had been full of boxes with pictures and items. But most interesting were about 5 books that had the name Buffy on them.
Joyce came to the dark mahogany door and tried to turn the doorknob. The knob stayed in place. "They locked it!" she cursed to herself. With a heavy sigh of frustration she pulled a hairpin out of the blonde curls that dropped over her shoulders.
Slowly she tickled it around the keyhole until a click echoed down the empty hall. Joyce pulled the hairpin back into her hair and opened the door.
The lights clicked on once the door was open about half way and Joyce stepped inside and closed the door again. The box she had been looking through was still there and was left just the way she had found it. Joyce moved the clothing that she had thrown over it and picked up the first book.
After a few pages Joyce realized what it was. It was a Diary. About halfway through the diary it started mentioning "a". Whoever this "a" guy was buffy had really liked him.
Joyce sighed heavily and flipped to the last page.
"Jenny Calendar died today."
That was the only line. Joyce had found no sign of anyone named William or Spike. Joyce decided to skip the next 3 diaries and go right to the last diary.
This entire diary was confusion and angst. "Do I love him or not?" was mentioned so many times that Joyce was actually worried about her mom's former mental health. Joyce stopped as she came to one long page.
It mentioned Spike. It said how she had realized how many horrible things he had done in his centuries of life. Joyce paused for a minute as she wondered what HORRIBLE things he could have done. Maybe he had stolen things. Joyce didn't think it was conceivable that her father might have actually killed someone. It was another one of the pictures in her mind that just didn't add up.
Joyce dropped the book with a thud as a loud clank echoed around the room. Quickly she turned but found nothing had changed at all. Shaking her nervous thoughts from her head she turned and picked the diary up from the floor.
As the book closed in her hands she saw the source of the sound. It was a small talisman of some sort. It was a dull silver color and the metal was a kind she had never seen before. Set in the middle of the intricate carvings was a deep red ruby that glittered with every beam of light that hit the smooth surface.
Joyce opened the diary again and placed the talisman on the opposite page of the one she was reading. "Buffy and Spike." she whispered. "Just who are you?"
A flash shot from the book and Joyce fell back in shock. The book levitated off of the box and another light pulsed out of the pages. A wind blew across the room scattering items. Joyce covered her eyes and backed against the furthest wall. Just as she thought it would never end, silence fell.
Slowly she lowered her hands and looked around the room. But now she was not in the room of her Aunts house. From what she could tell, Joyce wasn't even in Sacramento anymore.
-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP
Joyce turned quickly as she heard the applause. "Nice Job Luv." a man taunted. She nearly fell back as she recognized the two figures standing in the alley. It was Buffy. and Spike. "Who are you?" the young Buffy asked with a tilt of her face. Spike frowned. "You'll find out on Saturday."
"What happens on Saturday?"
"I kill you." He growled and then sunk out of the alley. Buffy shook her head and walked back into the building. Joyce stepped away from the dark shadows and stared at the closing door.
That had been her mother. and why was Spike threatening to kill her? A swirl of wind brushed past her and the scene faded as if dirt in a breeze.
The next thing she knew she saw windows with garlic hanging from the valences. Joyce saw her mother standing in the closet, pulling on a dandelion gold jacket. She looked younger and more depressed then she did in Joyce's time. Buffy sighed heavily and turned to see Spike inches from her. Joyce was in awe over how fast he has crept in from the window.
"Buffy." he whispered. With a glare she pushed past him and walked to the nightstand. "Listen Spike, I do not want to talk with you." Spike grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her to face him. "We need to talk." He growled. Buffy pulled away from him and opened the stand drawer. A cross- gleamed in the moonlight as she raised it into the air. "Spike, Just stay back." She answered with a pleading tone.
Spike stared at her for a moment with a hurt expression. Joyce felt so much pity for him. But the emotion quickly faded as he knocked the cross from her hands and pinned her back against the closet door.
"You can't just ignore me anymore. We've played that game." Spike paused searching Buffy's expression. "The games over, Slayer. Now it's down to one question. Do you want to be with me?" his voice took on a softer tone as he asked and Joyce smiled softly.
Buffy looked up into his eyes and slowly nodded. "Yes." She whispered with a loving and nervous quiver. Spike smiled his trademark smile and pulled her into his arms. Buffy closed her eyes, leaned onto his shoulder, and linked her arms over his so he could be closer to her.
The scene faded before Joyce and the next thing she knew she was looking up at a very angry red haired Witch.
"Uh, Hi." She gulped. Willow grabbed the talisman off of the diary page and stared angrily at the girl again. "Just what were you thinking? Magic always has consequences. You should not play around with things you don't understand!"
Joyce shivered angrily. "I wasn't playing around!" she argued. "I was reading what YOU wouldn't tell me! I didn't know that disk would do anything!!" Willow shook her head. "The door was locked so you broke in so you could sneak through things!" Joyce glared. "I wasn't sneaking! I was only wanting to know my parents!"
Willow was about to yell back but stopped quickly. Tara frowned at the arguing girls. "Will, Can I talk to Joyce for a minute?"
The red haired Wicca shrugged. "Fine." She sighed. "Go ahead and try. She has her mom's stubbornness and her father's attitude." Joyce crossed her arms in annoyance as Willow left the room and Tara sat down across from her.
"You wanted to know more about them. Am I right?" Joyce looked back at the gentle Wicca and smiled softly. "No one understands right now. Who never knew their parents for them?" Tara frowned and looked down at the floor. "I didn't." She whispered. Joyce stared at her. "How did you." she began. But Tara finished her thought. "How did I feel that way? I didn't know my mother. She died. At least you're mother is okay for now. I never knew mine. My father hid everything from me. I never knew what an evil person he was until I was older." Joyce hugged Tara softly. "I'm sorry." She whispered. Tara nodded and patted Joyce on the back. "It's okay." Tara pulled back from the embrace and led her out of the room.
"You need to be careful around this house Joyce." Tara cautioned. "There are things here that could destroy all humans everywhere. There are things here that we only have so no evil can find it. There are very powerful things here Joyce. I don't want to see you hurt." Joyce nodded. "I understand." She whispered back.
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Buffy stared at the tall girl and shook her head. "No. No, this can't be Dawn. Dawn's my little sister. She can't be grown up." Dawn frowned slightly and held her hand to Buffy who then pulled away. "No. You just can't be Dawn."
Angel and Spike stepped towards Buffy but Spike growled with a deadly enough tone that Angel backed away. Spike pulled Buffy into his arms and smoothed her hair back from her eyes. "Why is everything so different? Joyce is 12 and I don't remember a thing about her since she was a baby. Dawn's grown up and worst of all your own girlfriend is back to haunt us."
Angel paused as the last sentence hit him full blow. "Drusilla." He growled. Buffy nodded against Spike's chest. "Yeah." She whispered.
Buffy pulled away from Spike and wiped the traces of tears from her cheeks. "We need to find her. She did something to Joyce and we need to punish her." Dawn looked from the ground quickly to Buffy. "She did something to Joyce?" she choked. Buffy nodded. "She bit her." Dawn shook her head in disbelief
Cordeilia made a confused expression towards Angel hoping for an answer to who this Joyce was but to her dismay he was equally perplexed. "I thought Joyce. uh. um. died." Angel whispered. Buffy nodded again.
"Yeah. My mom did. But Joyce is our. daughter." She answered. Angel's confusion quickly turned to hate and regret. He had known about the baby. But in his own evil way he had wanted Buffy to refuse to have it. The one person he had never wanted to get Buffy had gotten her. Just in a different way.
A forgotten memory lurked out of the shadows and into Angel's thoughts.
It was a long time ago. Not that long compared to the span of centuries that he had lived but still at least 15 years. They were in the large warehouse that Spike had used for a hang out.
Angelus had taken over. He had pushed Angel and his soul out of the picture.
Spike growled out. "She better not get in our way."
Angelus smirked. "Don't worry about it.
Spike glared over at him and hissed. "I do."
Angelus slammed his hand down onto a small nearby crate. "Spike. My boy." Angelus pushed the crate across the old assembly rollers and smiled as it crashed across the room. "You REALLY don't get this, do you?" Angelus stood and sneered down at the crippled blonde vampire. "You tried to kill her. But you couldn't." Angelus paused and chuckled as his eyes roamed over the once so powerful Spike. "Look at you. You're a wreck!" Angelus stepped closer to Spike and growled. "She's stronger then any slayer, you've ever faced. Force won't do it. You gotta work from the inside. To kill this girl. you have to love her."
Angel growled softly. Spike was faking. He didn't really love Buffy. and he probably never had. It was just some plan that he himself had given.
Spike noticed the growl and growled back. Whatever he was mad about it looked to be pretty serious from the expression of utter hate on Angel's face.
Buffy hugged Dawn and smiled as the familiar safe happy feeling of her sister washed over her. "Dawn, I cant believe you're all big and grown up." She whispered. Dawn nodded tearfully.
"Yeah. Sometimes it's hard to believe even for me." Buffy smiled again and chuckled. "Soon you'll have a husband or a kid and then I'll feel even older." Buffy felt Dawn stiffen and she pulled back to look at her face. "Dawn." she whispered. Dawn looked down at the ground and blushed.
"I kind of have a soon to be husband." She answered meekly. Buffy was quiet for several minutes before finally getting the courage to speak again. "Who is he?" she asked. Dawn opened her mouth to speak but fell silent as a strong voice spoke.
"I am."
Buffy turned quickly to see a strong man standing in the opening of the alley. He was a vampire, or at least had been hanging out with them. Buffy could feel the vibes of monstrosity pouring off him in waves.
His hair was a dark sandy brown and was cut in a ragged way. He had strange gray/blue eyes and his clothing style was so much like Angel's.
"And you are." she asked skeptically. The boy smiled evilly. "I am Conner. Now can I have my fiancé back?"
TBC
Please if you read it and liked it review and if you read it and hated it. please review.
Also if you have quick responses and corrections, if you like working with younger people, if you are accurate and if you are well equipped in the field of being a Beta reader please write me.
My former reader Michelle Gates has moved on. She is now a top writer of a network show (Pst! The shows named Birds of Prey!!) And she's getting married!! Congratulations Michelle!! I hope you have a beautiful wedding and a happy future.
Please forgive any grammar, spelling, or punctuation mistakes. Theses will probably be here and there in the story because sadly I don't have as much time to edit as I used to.
If you would like to be the beta reader for Bye Bye Baby please email me at Madison@fastchart.com you must be able to keep plot lines secret until publishing. Thank you.
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.
IF YOU WANT TO BE ON THE MAILING LIST WHICH ALERTS YOU WHEN I ADD A CHAPTER PLEASE WRITE ME AT Madison@fastchart.com.
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Willow slumped onto the plush couch and flicked on the TV. Joyce lay down onto the floor and watched as the channels flew past. "Hey." She fussed. "Turn back. They had a good show on."
Willow pointed to the screen and sighed as she saw what Joyce had wanted so desperately to watch. "Harry potter?" she chuckled. Joyce shushed her and smiled as Harry flew across the screen.
Tara walked in and laughed as she saw Willow's utterly bored expression. "This is close to real world but not close enough. PLEASE stop the insanity."
Willow laid her head onto Tara's knee once she had sat down and sighed again. "Me tired." She whispered. Tara laughed softly. "Well then go to sleep." Willow closed her eyes, her breathing slowed, and she fell into the world of sleep.
Joyce looked back at the two Wicca's and smiled as she saw both were asleep. "Excellent." She whispered. Joyce lowered the volume of the movie and quietly snuck out of the room.
Joyce had gone into one of the rooms down the hall and it had been full of boxes with pictures and items. But most interesting were about 5 books that had the name Buffy on them.
Joyce came to the dark mahogany door and tried to turn the doorknob. The knob stayed in place. "They locked it!" she cursed to herself. With a heavy sigh of frustration she pulled a hairpin out of the blonde curls that dropped over her shoulders.
Slowly she tickled it around the keyhole until a click echoed down the empty hall. Joyce pulled the hairpin back into her hair and opened the door.
The lights clicked on once the door was open about half way and Joyce stepped inside and closed the door again. The box she had been looking through was still there and was left just the way she had found it. Joyce moved the clothing that she had thrown over it and picked up the first book.
After a few pages Joyce realized what it was. It was a Diary. About halfway through the diary it started mentioning "a". Whoever this "a" guy was buffy had really liked him.
Joyce sighed heavily and flipped to the last page.
"Jenny Calendar died today."
That was the only line. Joyce had found no sign of anyone named William or Spike. Joyce decided to skip the next 3 diaries and go right to the last diary.
This entire diary was confusion and angst. "Do I love him or not?" was mentioned so many times that Joyce was actually worried about her mom's former mental health. Joyce stopped as she came to one long page.
It mentioned Spike. It said how she had realized how many horrible things he had done in his centuries of life. Joyce paused for a minute as she wondered what HORRIBLE things he could have done. Maybe he had stolen things. Joyce didn't think it was conceivable that her father might have actually killed someone. It was another one of the pictures in her mind that just didn't add up.
Joyce dropped the book with a thud as a loud clank echoed around the room. Quickly she turned but found nothing had changed at all. Shaking her nervous thoughts from her head she turned and picked the diary up from the floor.
As the book closed in her hands she saw the source of the sound. It was a small talisman of some sort. It was a dull silver color and the metal was a kind she had never seen before. Set in the middle of the intricate carvings was a deep red ruby that glittered with every beam of light that hit the smooth surface.
Joyce opened the diary again and placed the talisman on the opposite page of the one she was reading. "Buffy and Spike." she whispered. "Just who are you?"
A flash shot from the book and Joyce fell back in shock. The book levitated off of the box and another light pulsed out of the pages. A wind blew across the room scattering items. Joyce covered her eyes and backed against the furthest wall. Just as she thought it would never end, silence fell.
Slowly she lowered her hands and looked around the room. But now she was not in the room of her Aunts house. From what she could tell, Joyce wasn't even in Sacramento anymore.
-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP
Joyce turned quickly as she heard the applause. "Nice Job Luv." a man taunted. She nearly fell back as she recognized the two figures standing in the alley. It was Buffy. and Spike. "Who are you?" the young Buffy asked with a tilt of her face. Spike frowned. "You'll find out on Saturday."
"What happens on Saturday?"
"I kill you." He growled and then sunk out of the alley. Buffy shook her head and walked back into the building. Joyce stepped away from the dark shadows and stared at the closing door.
That had been her mother. and why was Spike threatening to kill her? A swirl of wind brushed past her and the scene faded as if dirt in a breeze.
The next thing she knew she saw windows with garlic hanging from the valences. Joyce saw her mother standing in the closet, pulling on a dandelion gold jacket. She looked younger and more depressed then she did in Joyce's time. Buffy sighed heavily and turned to see Spike inches from her. Joyce was in awe over how fast he has crept in from the window.
"Buffy." he whispered. With a glare she pushed past him and walked to the nightstand. "Listen Spike, I do not want to talk with you." Spike grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her to face him. "We need to talk." He growled. Buffy pulled away from him and opened the stand drawer. A cross- gleamed in the moonlight as she raised it into the air. "Spike, Just stay back." She answered with a pleading tone.
Spike stared at her for a moment with a hurt expression. Joyce felt so much pity for him. But the emotion quickly faded as he knocked the cross from her hands and pinned her back against the closet door.
"You can't just ignore me anymore. We've played that game." Spike paused searching Buffy's expression. "The games over, Slayer. Now it's down to one question. Do you want to be with me?" his voice took on a softer tone as he asked and Joyce smiled softly.
Buffy looked up into his eyes and slowly nodded. "Yes." She whispered with a loving and nervous quiver. Spike smiled his trademark smile and pulled her into his arms. Buffy closed her eyes, leaned onto his shoulder, and linked her arms over his so he could be closer to her.
The scene faded before Joyce and the next thing she knew she was looking up at a very angry red haired Witch.
"Uh, Hi." She gulped. Willow grabbed the talisman off of the diary page and stared angrily at the girl again. "Just what were you thinking? Magic always has consequences. You should not play around with things you don't understand!"
Joyce shivered angrily. "I wasn't playing around!" she argued. "I was reading what YOU wouldn't tell me! I didn't know that disk would do anything!!" Willow shook her head. "The door was locked so you broke in so you could sneak through things!" Joyce glared. "I wasn't sneaking! I was only wanting to know my parents!"
Willow was about to yell back but stopped quickly. Tara frowned at the arguing girls. "Will, Can I talk to Joyce for a minute?"
The red haired Wicca shrugged. "Fine." She sighed. "Go ahead and try. She has her mom's stubbornness and her father's attitude." Joyce crossed her arms in annoyance as Willow left the room and Tara sat down across from her.
"You wanted to know more about them. Am I right?" Joyce looked back at the gentle Wicca and smiled softly. "No one understands right now. Who never knew their parents for them?" Tara frowned and looked down at the floor. "I didn't." She whispered. Joyce stared at her. "How did you." she began. But Tara finished her thought. "How did I feel that way? I didn't know my mother. She died. At least you're mother is okay for now. I never knew mine. My father hid everything from me. I never knew what an evil person he was until I was older." Joyce hugged Tara softly. "I'm sorry." She whispered. Tara nodded and patted Joyce on the back. "It's okay." Tara pulled back from the embrace and led her out of the room.
"You need to be careful around this house Joyce." Tara cautioned. "There are things here that could destroy all humans everywhere. There are things here that we only have so no evil can find it. There are very powerful things here Joyce. I don't want to see you hurt." Joyce nodded. "I understand." She whispered back.
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Buffy stared at the tall girl and shook her head. "No. No, this can't be Dawn. Dawn's my little sister. She can't be grown up." Dawn frowned slightly and held her hand to Buffy who then pulled away. "No. You just can't be Dawn."
Angel and Spike stepped towards Buffy but Spike growled with a deadly enough tone that Angel backed away. Spike pulled Buffy into his arms and smoothed her hair back from her eyes. "Why is everything so different? Joyce is 12 and I don't remember a thing about her since she was a baby. Dawn's grown up and worst of all your own girlfriend is back to haunt us."
Angel paused as the last sentence hit him full blow. "Drusilla." He growled. Buffy nodded against Spike's chest. "Yeah." She whispered.
Buffy pulled away from Spike and wiped the traces of tears from her cheeks. "We need to find her. She did something to Joyce and we need to punish her." Dawn looked from the ground quickly to Buffy. "She did something to Joyce?" she choked. Buffy nodded. "She bit her." Dawn shook her head in disbelief
Cordeilia made a confused expression towards Angel hoping for an answer to who this Joyce was but to her dismay he was equally perplexed. "I thought Joyce. uh. um. died." Angel whispered. Buffy nodded again.
"Yeah. My mom did. But Joyce is our. daughter." She answered. Angel's confusion quickly turned to hate and regret. He had known about the baby. But in his own evil way he had wanted Buffy to refuse to have it. The one person he had never wanted to get Buffy had gotten her. Just in a different way.
A forgotten memory lurked out of the shadows and into Angel's thoughts.
It was a long time ago. Not that long compared to the span of centuries that he had lived but still at least 15 years. They were in the large warehouse that Spike had used for a hang out.
Angelus had taken over. He had pushed Angel and his soul out of the picture.
Spike growled out. "She better not get in our way."
Angelus smirked. "Don't worry about it.
Spike glared over at him and hissed. "I do."
Angelus slammed his hand down onto a small nearby crate. "Spike. My boy." Angelus pushed the crate across the old assembly rollers and smiled as it crashed across the room. "You REALLY don't get this, do you?" Angelus stood and sneered down at the crippled blonde vampire. "You tried to kill her. But you couldn't." Angelus paused and chuckled as his eyes roamed over the once so powerful Spike. "Look at you. You're a wreck!" Angelus stepped closer to Spike and growled. "She's stronger then any slayer, you've ever faced. Force won't do it. You gotta work from the inside. To kill this girl. you have to love her."
Angel growled softly. Spike was faking. He didn't really love Buffy. and he probably never had. It was just some plan that he himself had given.
Spike noticed the growl and growled back. Whatever he was mad about it looked to be pretty serious from the expression of utter hate on Angel's face.
Buffy hugged Dawn and smiled as the familiar safe happy feeling of her sister washed over her. "Dawn, I cant believe you're all big and grown up." She whispered. Dawn nodded tearfully.
"Yeah. Sometimes it's hard to believe even for me." Buffy smiled again and chuckled. "Soon you'll have a husband or a kid and then I'll feel even older." Buffy felt Dawn stiffen and she pulled back to look at her face. "Dawn." she whispered. Dawn looked down at the ground and blushed.
"I kind of have a soon to be husband." She answered meekly. Buffy was quiet for several minutes before finally getting the courage to speak again. "Who is he?" she asked. Dawn opened her mouth to speak but fell silent as a strong voice spoke.
"I am."
Buffy turned quickly to see a strong man standing in the opening of the alley. He was a vampire, or at least had been hanging out with them. Buffy could feel the vibes of monstrosity pouring off him in waves.
His hair was a dark sandy brown and was cut in a ragged way. He had strange gray/blue eyes and his clothing style was so much like Angel's.
"And you are." she asked skeptically. The boy smiled evilly. "I am Conner. Now can I have my fiancé back?"
TBC
Please if you read it and liked it review and if you read it and hated it. please review.
Also if you have quick responses and corrections, if you like working with younger people, if you are accurate and if you are well equipped in the field of being a Beta reader please write me.
My former reader Michelle Gates has moved on. She is now a top writer of a network show (Pst! The shows named Birds of Prey!!) And she's getting married!! Congratulations Michelle!! I hope you have a beautiful wedding and a happy future.
Please forgive any grammar, spelling, or punctuation mistakes. Theses will probably be here and there in the story because sadly I don't have as much time to edit as I used to.
If you would like to be the beta reader for Bye Bye Baby please email me at Madison@fastchart.com you must be able to keep plot lines secret until publishing. Thank you.