CHAPTER SIX
Joy was still laughing when they got back into the motel room, her dad a vampire. Yes the image of the loner writer from England was just a front and really he was evil, conducting evil plans at his typewriter!
Will hadn't added anything else, what could he say to her, it was clear that she thought he was insane. But he knew it was true the way that Dawn had looked when she saw Spike it had to be him. It all fell into place.
"Joy stop laughing we have to talk about his." Will begged.
"Listen I'm a writer and my dad is a writer maybe you should leave the fairytales up to us."
"You know about the Slayer and you believe that so why not this." He said as he rubbed he back, he so did not want to fight over this.
"Yeah but unless you hadn't noticed my dad breathes and he's very fond of the sun, I think maybe your confused." Joy told her lover.
Maybe she was right after all he had no proof that Spike use to be a vampire and well he'd never heard of vampires becoming human, well not often. No he was right he knew he was and if he wasn't then why was his mom at home fighting with him.
"Yeah I see what you're saying but your dad was a vampire. I mean it Joy, he's the one that Dawn wanted to be my dad."
~*~
Spike had made his way to the motel as he walked into the parking lot he saw the rental car that Joy and Will were driving. He thought maybe he should go and talk to them let them know what was going on but then he realized that he didn't really know what was going on. And what the hell was he meant to say to Joy?
'Hi honey daddy's a vamp, think not' Spike thought to him self as he opened the door to his room and pulled out a smoke.
"This bloody town, when the hell will I ever be able to come here and bad things not happen?" He shouted to no one else but him self, pulling a bottle of whiskey that he'd picked up on the way out of a brown paper bag.
Spike unscrewed the top of the bottle and reached for a glass before thinking better of it and just pulling the bottle to his lips and throwing the liquid back. Then came a knock at the door, he really wasn't in the mood for visitors so he decided to ignore it.
He looked up as his daughter flung the door open and stood in the middle of the room with her hands on her hips.
"Right are you going to even try and explain?" Joy asked eyeing the opened bottle of whiskey in her father's hand. "No I don't think I will." Spike told her all the time making sure that his eyes didn't meet hers, he couldn't handle that disapproving glare now.
"Wrong answer." Joy said lightly tapping her foot on the floor letting him know that she meant business.
"What do you want to know, it's all in the past so there really is no need." Spike said hoping that it would get her off his case.
Joy nodded her head and started to pace the room a little, what if he laughed at her, or worse locked her up in a mental institution? She had to ask him, he wouldn't lie to her, but still she had to know if it was true and what had happened at Buffy's house.
"Daddy, don't be mad when I ask you this but Will told me you were a vampire. It's not true is it?" Joy asked keeping her eyes firmly on the floor.
Spike was shocked that was not what he expected her to ask, more like is Buffy my mother or something equally as stupid. But vampires, how did Will know about him surely Buffy wouldn't have told him. Then Spike got a sort of knowing smile on his face, Dawn. Yes it had to be the Little Bit who was keeping his memory alive.
"I was." That was the only answer that Spike could give her, she might hate him now and that would kill him he couldn't watch her face as she took in the information.
"A vampire?" Joy asked, still hoping that this was some sort of Candid Camera gig.
"Yes a vampire, my novels they are stories of my life as a vampire." Spike told her, wishing that she would show some sign of love towards him. But she said nothing, gave nothing away, she just looked at him.
~*~
Joy had spent what felt like a lifetime just looking at her father, trying to imagine him as the vampire she'd read about in his stories, William the Bloody, it seemed impossible. Sure William the Bloody had some of the same ways, like stubbornness but he dad wasn't that cocky thing. Well most of the time.
She could see the pain taking over him, she knew it was true and that he was scared that his daughter wouldn't love him anymore. But she did still love him, so what if he was a vampire now he was the man who had picked her up and cared for her when she had fallen and cut herself. He was her dad.
Spike felt his daughters arms wrap round his neck. It was going to be alright. Joy still loved him.
"You don't care?" He finally asked her.
"Not really no, your dad."
Spike beamed, yes he was dad and she still wanted him to be. Never had he been more proud of the young woman he raised.
"I'm glad that you feel that way pet, it would kill me if you hated me."
Joy smiled, he dad had always liked to play at being strong and unemotional but she knew him too well for all of that.
"I'd never hate you daddy and you know it. But we have to talk about this because I really don't understand anything that's going on." Joy said making herself more comfortable by sitting down on the floor in front of Spike.
"It's all kind of complicated Bit. Well ok everything that you read in my books about William the Bloody well that's me it's all true. Vampires, Demon, Hell Gods the whole lot." Spike explained, he went to continue as Joy interrupted him.
"Sorry to take away your chance to bask in some glory dad but I meant what is going on with you and Buffy."
Spike cocked his head to one side, he could see that Joy knew more than she was letting on. He would have had a much easier time explaining why he use to snap the neck of babies than trying to explain about Buffy.
"Me and Buffy we were well it's hard to." Spike trailed off, how the soddin' hell was he meant to explain this.
"You were in love." Joy stated.
Spike sighed if only it was that easy.
"Kind of yes, I loved her more than anything in the world, and I think she loved me. I couldn't work though I tried to make it but love in the dark never works and that's where I was in the dark."
He waited for Joy to say something but she never she just nodded her head in understanding urging him to continue.
"She was having such a bad time of it and she came to me because I didn't judge or push, she used me. And I let her and I shouldn't have because it was killing her."
"So why did you let her?" Joy asked.
"Because I loved her that much and if I couldn't be with on those terms then I couldn't be with her at all. We didn't get it right."
"Ok then so what happened how come you left?"
"Something happened, she was forced to realized what I really was. In all the time we were together she pushed it out never once letting her self think of me as an evil vampire but then it backfired. I had to leave, I went to become what she needed."
Joy just listened, she could see that her dad had spent all those years away from Buffy forgetting about her and now it was all being brought back up again.
"So this demon worked this dark mojo on me and it made me human, but I couldn't go back to Buffy not after everything. And then I met your mother and I started to live."
I helped Joy to see the affection on Spike's face when he talked about her mother, in all this she had started to wonder if he ever did care about her.
"What about mom?" Joy asked.
"Your mum was an amazing lady, she showed me the world and did a lot of good things for me. I did love her really I did, but she was never Buffy. That didn't matter thought I still loved her and a part of me always will."
"It just didn't burn and consume." Joy added quietly.
"No."
"So you still love Buffy then?" Joy wanted to know, she wanted to help to see her dad happy.
"Yep, always will pet."
"And what are you going to do about it then dad?"
TBC.
Joy was still laughing when they got back into the motel room, her dad a vampire. Yes the image of the loner writer from England was just a front and really he was evil, conducting evil plans at his typewriter!
Will hadn't added anything else, what could he say to her, it was clear that she thought he was insane. But he knew it was true the way that Dawn had looked when she saw Spike it had to be him. It all fell into place.
"Joy stop laughing we have to talk about his." Will begged.
"Listen I'm a writer and my dad is a writer maybe you should leave the fairytales up to us."
"You know about the Slayer and you believe that so why not this." He said as he rubbed he back, he so did not want to fight over this.
"Yeah but unless you hadn't noticed my dad breathes and he's very fond of the sun, I think maybe your confused." Joy told her lover.
Maybe she was right after all he had no proof that Spike use to be a vampire and well he'd never heard of vampires becoming human, well not often. No he was right he knew he was and if he wasn't then why was his mom at home fighting with him.
"Yeah I see what you're saying but your dad was a vampire. I mean it Joy, he's the one that Dawn wanted to be my dad."
~*~
Spike had made his way to the motel as he walked into the parking lot he saw the rental car that Joy and Will were driving. He thought maybe he should go and talk to them let them know what was going on but then he realized that he didn't really know what was going on. And what the hell was he meant to say to Joy?
'Hi honey daddy's a vamp, think not' Spike thought to him self as he opened the door to his room and pulled out a smoke.
"This bloody town, when the hell will I ever be able to come here and bad things not happen?" He shouted to no one else but him self, pulling a bottle of whiskey that he'd picked up on the way out of a brown paper bag.
Spike unscrewed the top of the bottle and reached for a glass before thinking better of it and just pulling the bottle to his lips and throwing the liquid back. Then came a knock at the door, he really wasn't in the mood for visitors so he decided to ignore it.
He looked up as his daughter flung the door open and stood in the middle of the room with her hands on her hips.
"Right are you going to even try and explain?" Joy asked eyeing the opened bottle of whiskey in her father's hand. "No I don't think I will." Spike told her all the time making sure that his eyes didn't meet hers, he couldn't handle that disapproving glare now.
"Wrong answer." Joy said lightly tapping her foot on the floor letting him know that she meant business.
"What do you want to know, it's all in the past so there really is no need." Spike said hoping that it would get her off his case.
Joy nodded her head and started to pace the room a little, what if he laughed at her, or worse locked her up in a mental institution? She had to ask him, he wouldn't lie to her, but still she had to know if it was true and what had happened at Buffy's house.
"Daddy, don't be mad when I ask you this but Will told me you were a vampire. It's not true is it?" Joy asked keeping her eyes firmly on the floor.
Spike was shocked that was not what he expected her to ask, more like is Buffy my mother or something equally as stupid. But vampires, how did Will know about him surely Buffy wouldn't have told him. Then Spike got a sort of knowing smile on his face, Dawn. Yes it had to be the Little Bit who was keeping his memory alive.
"I was." That was the only answer that Spike could give her, she might hate him now and that would kill him he couldn't watch her face as she took in the information.
"A vampire?" Joy asked, still hoping that this was some sort of Candid Camera gig.
"Yes a vampire, my novels they are stories of my life as a vampire." Spike told her, wishing that she would show some sign of love towards him. But she said nothing, gave nothing away, she just looked at him.
~*~
Joy had spent what felt like a lifetime just looking at her father, trying to imagine him as the vampire she'd read about in his stories, William the Bloody, it seemed impossible. Sure William the Bloody had some of the same ways, like stubbornness but he dad wasn't that cocky thing. Well most of the time.
She could see the pain taking over him, she knew it was true and that he was scared that his daughter wouldn't love him anymore. But she did still love him, so what if he was a vampire now he was the man who had picked her up and cared for her when she had fallen and cut herself. He was her dad.
Spike felt his daughters arms wrap round his neck. It was going to be alright. Joy still loved him.
"You don't care?" He finally asked her.
"Not really no, your dad."
Spike beamed, yes he was dad and she still wanted him to be. Never had he been more proud of the young woman he raised.
"I'm glad that you feel that way pet, it would kill me if you hated me."
Joy smiled, he dad had always liked to play at being strong and unemotional but she knew him too well for all of that.
"I'd never hate you daddy and you know it. But we have to talk about this because I really don't understand anything that's going on." Joy said making herself more comfortable by sitting down on the floor in front of Spike.
"It's all kind of complicated Bit. Well ok everything that you read in my books about William the Bloody well that's me it's all true. Vampires, Demon, Hell Gods the whole lot." Spike explained, he went to continue as Joy interrupted him.
"Sorry to take away your chance to bask in some glory dad but I meant what is going on with you and Buffy."
Spike cocked his head to one side, he could see that Joy knew more than she was letting on. He would have had a much easier time explaining why he use to snap the neck of babies than trying to explain about Buffy.
"Me and Buffy we were well it's hard to." Spike trailed off, how the soddin' hell was he meant to explain this.
"You were in love." Joy stated.
Spike sighed if only it was that easy.
"Kind of yes, I loved her more than anything in the world, and I think she loved me. I couldn't work though I tried to make it but love in the dark never works and that's where I was in the dark."
He waited for Joy to say something but she never she just nodded her head in understanding urging him to continue.
"She was having such a bad time of it and she came to me because I didn't judge or push, she used me. And I let her and I shouldn't have because it was killing her."
"So why did you let her?" Joy asked.
"Because I loved her that much and if I couldn't be with on those terms then I couldn't be with her at all. We didn't get it right."
"Ok then so what happened how come you left?"
"Something happened, she was forced to realized what I really was. In all the time we were together she pushed it out never once letting her self think of me as an evil vampire but then it backfired. I had to leave, I went to become what she needed."
Joy just listened, she could see that her dad had spent all those years away from Buffy forgetting about her and now it was all being brought back up again.
"So this demon worked this dark mojo on me and it made me human, but I couldn't go back to Buffy not after everything. And then I met your mother and I started to live."
I helped Joy to see the affection on Spike's face when he talked about her mother, in all this she had started to wonder if he ever did care about her.
"What about mom?" Joy asked.
"Your mum was an amazing lady, she showed me the world and did a lot of good things for me. I did love her really I did, but she was never Buffy. That didn't matter thought I still loved her and a part of me always will."
"It just didn't burn and consume." Joy added quietly.
"No."
"So you still love Buffy then?" Joy wanted to know, she wanted to help to see her dad happy.
"Yep, always will pet."
"And what are you going to do about it then dad?"
TBC.