CHAPTER EIGHT
"It is such a shame that Vincent Jameson got turned and Buffy had to stake him because he did wonders with our wedding photographs." Anya mused as she paced the Summers living room notepad in her hand.
Joy watched Will's Aunty Anya, the woman was weird and Will had informed her that Anya was a demon, watching her now it made sense. Anya had wanted so desperately to be involved in the planning of the wedding that Joy couldn't refuse and it had come as a bit of a shock when she turned into a planning Nazi.
"You ok honey?" Will said as he came into the room and sat on the arm of the chair next to her.
Joy nodded in response, thing were a little weird around her but you couldn't miss the air of fun the house held. In the house at the moment was an ex slayer, a recovered magic addict, a mystical key, three normal humans and a vengeance demon, but it was a big happy family.
Joy snuggled up to Will, she was tired and all she wanted to do was go back to the motel and climb into bed. But the wedding was in three days so now was not the time to think about sleeping, as Anya had been reminding them.
"Joy has your father sorted his suit out yet?" Anya asked dragging Joy out of her dreams.
"Erm I'm not sure you know how he is." She answered.
"Yes well I do and why he won't come her and plan with us I have no idea." Anya said, her words covering up what ever Buffy muttered under her breath and Xander gave Anya a look that said shut up darling.
"Because you're wedding planning was bloody sickening enough the first time around." Spike said as he walked through the door much to everyone's surprise.
"Daddy!" Joy cried as she threw her arms around her father.
After everyone had realized that the wedding was going ahead the planning and excitement had started, but Spike and Buffy would barely talk to each other. It had caused friction and Anya was losing patience with Spike never coming round to help.
"Good you're here we need to talk about your suit." Anya told him.
"Yeah a suit complete with muddy army boots." Buffy quipped.
Spike rolled his eyes at her and went to open his mouth in retort when Joy kicked him hard and sharp in the shin.
~*~
It was nearly ten o'clock at night now and the whole gang had been in Buffy's lounge all day, talking. Joy enjoyed it here, the way they had taken her in and accepted her, well not so much Buffy but the rest of them had been great.
Will watched Spike with interest, he had turned up at the house unexpectedly after refusing to come with him and Joy that morning. Now Spike was sat in the corner of the room, clearly removed from the rest of the group scowling at them. The man was defiantly an enigma.
"Spike you ok?" Will asked feeling like he really should try and make him part of the family.
"Yep." Was the only answer he gave before standing up and striding towards the back door, smokes in hand.
After she heard the door slam Buffy looked up, "God what is his problem?"
Dawn looked at her, she had warned Buffy to be nice but it looked like as usual her sister had paid no attention. Buffy and Spike had always acted like little kids and now Buffy was waiting till he was out of the room to be nasty about him.
"Buffy." Dawn warned.
"What?"
"You know what, he came her because he didn't want to let Joy and your son down so try and make him feel welcome." Dawn said.
Spike listened to conversation from the doorway, it amazed him what a woman Dawn had turned into. The way she faced Buffy now as a equal and was more level headed than her older sister, Spike smiled as he heard his little bit sticking up for him like she always had.
"Ok I'll try and play nice." Buffy said as a pout formed on her face, why did Dawn always have to be right?
"Glad to hear it Slayer." Spike said as he re-entered the room.
Buffy gave him a look of disgust, he always seemed to come into a room when you least wanted him to, looking all cocky and just a little bit sexy.
"You better stop calling me Slayer." She shouted at him, jolting Xander out of his sleep.
"Or you'll do what?" Spike spat.
Buffy went to answer when Dawn let out a scream, "You two better just shut up! Now!"
They both looked at her like little children who had been caught doing something very naughty by their mother. Two pairs of large eyes looked at her full of apologies, she smile at them and let it go. It was going to be long night as Anya had insisted they all stay until everything was arranged and double-checked.
Buffy looked at Spike, she was still so angry at him but she wasn't that sure why. Angel had done some unthinkable things when he was Angelus but when he got his soul back she forgave him because he was not Angelus. What Spike had tried to do was bad but the man in her living room may have the same looks and personality traits but he was not the demon that had attacked her.
But still the anger ran raw in her blood.
Then Buffy looked to Will and Joy who had cuddled up together in the corner of the sofa, both of them now sleeping peacefully. They were so in love anyone could see that from just glancing at them, and even though Joy was Spike's daughter Buffy had to admit that she was a good match for her son.
She looked back over at Spike and noticed that he was looking at her, their eyes met and for a moment they could forget everything past. Buffy turned away shaken by the intimacy of the moment, she stood up and headed for the kitchen,
~*~
Spike sauntered into the kitchen after Buffy, he had seen that look in her eyes, the look of wanting. Before he had even made his presence known Buffy turned to him.
"What do you want Spike?"
"I just wondered what that was back there." He told her, it was the truth he didn't have the last clue what was going on.
"Nothing, I don't even know what your talking about." She said.
"Yes you do Slayer." Spike said his tone becoming a little firmer.
"I told you stop calling me that I am not the frickin' Slayer!" She spat at him, her words full of malice.
Spike was a little taken back, but then looked at her and saw her age in her eyes, the years had treated this girl badly, not that she looked old or ugly, more that she looked tired. She was still as beautiful as the day he left but know she had the look of the death wish about her.
"Tell me, Buffy, why are you so angry?" He asked his words softer now.
"Oh I don't know Spike could be something to do with attempted rape." She said keeping her voice low so that their kids wouldn't hear.
She watched Spike flinch as she said the words, she felt bad about saying them almost as soon as they were out. Buffy knew that it wasn't his fault that the demon had taken over and the demon was gone now he had gotten rid of it because of what it tried to do to her.
The pain of the whole situation started to take over her, large tears started to form in her eyes and run down her cheeks. Spike grabbed her hand and held it to his chest.
"Hey come on pet it's ok." Spike said rubbed the tears from her face with his thumb.
Buffy looked up into his bright blue eyes, the eyes that had given her so much pleasure in the past.
"You left me." She managed to sob out.
Spike pulled her into his arms, "Well I'm back not and I'll never leave again if that's what you want love." He told her.
Putting his hand under her chin he lifted her face and leaned into kiss her, and for a second she gave in. But when their lips were only millimetres apart anger flashed in her eyes once more.
She pushed him away causing him to fall across the room.
"You think you can come in here and I'll have you back after everything you've done? Well fuck you Spike it's never going to happen!" Buffy shouted as she looked down at the crumpled heap on the floor that was Spike.
TBC.
"It is such a shame that Vincent Jameson got turned and Buffy had to stake him because he did wonders with our wedding photographs." Anya mused as she paced the Summers living room notepad in her hand.
Joy watched Will's Aunty Anya, the woman was weird and Will had informed her that Anya was a demon, watching her now it made sense. Anya had wanted so desperately to be involved in the planning of the wedding that Joy couldn't refuse and it had come as a bit of a shock when she turned into a planning Nazi.
"You ok honey?" Will said as he came into the room and sat on the arm of the chair next to her.
Joy nodded in response, thing were a little weird around her but you couldn't miss the air of fun the house held. In the house at the moment was an ex slayer, a recovered magic addict, a mystical key, three normal humans and a vengeance demon, but it was a big happy family.
Joy snuggled up to Will, she was tired and all she wanted to do was go back to the motel and climb into bed. But the wedding was in three days so now was not the time to think about sleeping, as Anya had been reminding them.
"Joy has your father sorted his suit out yet?" Anya asked dragging Joy out of her dreams.
"Erm I'm not sure you know how he is." She answered.
"Yes well I do and why he won't come her and plan with us I have no idea." Anya said, her words covering up what ever Buffy muttered under her breath and Xander gave Anya a look that said shut up darling.
"Because you're wedding planning was bloody sickening enough the first time around." Spike said as he walked through the door much to everyone's surprise.
"Daddy!" Joy cried as she threw her arms around her father.
After everyone had realized that the wedding was going ahead the planning and excitement had started, but Spike and Buffy would barely talk to each other. It had caused friction and Anya was losing patience with Spike never coming round to help.
"Good you're here we need to talk about your suit." Anya told him.
"Yeah a suit complete with muddy army boots." Buffy quipped.
Spike rolled his eyes at her and went to open his mouth in retort when Joy kicked him hard and sharp in the shin.
~*~
It was nearly ten o'clock at night now and the whole gang had been in Buffy's lounge all day, talking. Joy enjoyed it here, the way they had taken her in and accepted her, well not so much Buffy but the rest of them had been great.
Will watched Spike with interest, he had turned up at the house unexpectedly after refusing to come with him and Joy that morning. Now Spike was sat in the corner of the room, clearly removed from the rest of the group scowling at them. The man was defiantly an enigma.
"Spike you ok?" Will asked feeling like he really should try and make him part of the family.
"Yep." Was the only answer he gave before standing up and striding towards the back door, smokes in hand.
After she heard the door slam Buffy looked up, "God what is his problem?"
Dawn looked at her, she had warned Buffy to be nice but it looked like as usual her sister had paid no attention. Buffy and Spike had always acted like little kids and now Buffy was waiting till he was out of the room to be nasty about him.
"Buffy." Dawn warned.
"What?"
"You know what, he came her because he didn't want to let Joy and your son down so try and make him feel welcome." Dawn said.
Spike listened to conversation from the doorway, it amazed him what a woman Dawn had turned into. The way she faced Buffy now as a equal and was more level headed than her older sister, Spike smiled as he heard his little bit sticking up for him like she always had.
"Ok I'll try and play nice." Buffy said as a pout formed on her face, why did Dawn always have to be right?
"Glad to hear it Slayer." Spike said as he re-entered the room.
Buffy gave him a look of disgust, he always seemed to come into a room when you least wanted him to, looking all cocky and just a little bit sexy.
"You better stop calling me Slayer." She shouted at him, jolting Xander out of his sleep.
"Or you'll do what?" Spike spat.
Buffy went to answer when Dawn let out a scream, "You two better just shut up! Now!"
They both looked at her like little children who had been caught doing something very naughty by their mother. Two pairs of large eyes looked at her full of apologies, she smile at them and let it go. It was going to be long night as Anya had insisted they all stay until everything was arranged and double-checked.
Buffy looked at Spike, she was still so angry at him but she wasn't that sure why. Angel had done some unthinkable things when he was Angelus but when he got his soul back she forgave him because he was not Angelus. What Spike had tried to do was bad but the man in her living room may have the same looks and personality traits but he was not the demon that had attacked her.
But still the anger ran raw in her blood.
Then Buffy looked to Will and Joy who had cuddled up together in the corner of the sofa, both of them now sleeping peacefully. They were so in love anyone could see that from just glancing at them, and even though Joy was Spike's daughter Buffy had to admit that she was a good match for her son.
She looked back over at Spike and noticed that he was looking at her, their eyes met and for a moment they could forget everything past. Buffy turned away shaken by the intimacy of the moment, she stood up and headed for the kitchen,
~*~
Spike sauntered into the kitchen after Buffy, he had seen that look in her eyes, the look of wanting. Before he had even made his presence known Buffy turned to him.
"What do you want Spike?"
"I just wondered what that was back there." He told her, it was the truth he didn't have the last clue what was going on.
"Nothing, I don't even know what your talking about." She said.
"Yes you do Slayer." Spike said his tone becoming a little firmer.
"I told you stop calling me that I am not the frickin' Slayer!" She spat at him, her words full of malice.
Spike was a little taken back, but then looked at her and saw her age in her eyes, the years had treated this girl badly, not that she looked old or ugly, more that she looked tired. She was still as beautiful as the day he left but know she had the look of the death wish about her.
"Tell me, Buffy, why are you so angry?" He asked his words softer now.
"Oh I don't know Spike could be something to do with attempted rape." She said keeping her voice low so that their kids wouldn't hear.
She watched Spike flinch as she said the words, she felt bad about saying them almost as soon as they were out. Buffy knew that it wasn't his fault that the demon had taken over and the demon was gone now he had gotten rid of it because of what it tried to do to her.
The pain of the whole situation started to take over her, large tears started to form in her eyes and run down her cheeks. Spike grabbed her hand and held it to his chest.
"Hey come on pet it's ok." Spike said rubbed the tears from her face with his thumb.
Buffy looked up into his bright blue eyes, the eyes that had given her so much pleasure in the past.
"You left me." She managed to sob out.
Spike pulled her into his arms, "Well I'm back not and I'll never leave again if that's what you want love." He told her.
Putting his hand under her chin he lifted her face and leaned into kiss her, and for a second she gave in. But when their lips were only millimetres apart anger flashed in her eyes once more.
She pushed him away causing him to fall across the room.
"You think you can come in here and I'll have you back after everything you've done? Well fuck you Spike it's never going to happen!" Buffy shouted as she looked down at the crumpled heap on the floor that was Spike.
TBC.