Notes:

Sorry! Work decided to eat me alive!! I am back with a bang!! *hint* he he, read and find out!! Thank you for your loveliness and patience!!! The next one will be sooner I promise!!!

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are song/poem lyrics, disclaimed at beginning of episode if necessary.

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"William Vinnier."

The flight attendant nodded, not bothering to check his details. After all, it was one of his company's jets.

William smiled and continued onboard the 12-seater. He was travelling alone, after all, how many business associates would be heading to a fairly remote summer camp where his wild child daughter had stolen herself.

"Good Morning Mr Vinnier, can I be of service?"

"No no, thank you. I want to get flying as soon as possible please."

The air stewardess nodded and William made himself comfortable while waiting for the plane to take off. It had been nearly a week without Liz and it had been the most desolate in his existence. In his solitude, the mouse-brown-haired vampire had decided to set up another branch of his art gallery in Madrid. There was already one there, but all his other locations had at least two.

In the previous years, business had flourished under his command. Knowing how the scene had changed in the last two centuries, from personal experience, William could control the market he played in with eerie precision and determination. There were 'Cuppa Cocoa – In memory of Joyce Summers' galleries in New York, France, Spain, Italy, Germany, Greece, Turkey and Egypt. It had taken awhile to set them all up and find trustworthy managers and directors for each country and branch, but once that was done, the proud dad had been able to step back and watch his creation flourish. All he really needed to do now was keep an eye on his representatives and see where best to expand. He had a handsome bank account, which he doted on Liz with, saved, supported Peter with and gave to charity with. His life was well rounded to the outside world, but one week without his daughter and he had practically gone insane. How well rounded was that?

~*~*~*~**~*~*~**~*~*~**~*~*~**~

"I just said goodnight and tried to act somewhat NORMAL but GILES! Giles, Spike has a DAUGHTER! As in a CHILD! As in with Sara…Sara…she's…dead, Giles. I don't understand what happened. I need to know."

"I thought you didn't care about Spike anymore. What was it you said? Indifference? Apathy? Why should you care?"

Buffy was silenced under Giles' obviously bitter words.

"You didn't have to do what I wanted."

"Yes I did. You know I did. I don't regret supporting you Buffy. I regret not supporting you to do the right thing."

"Do you have any idea what happened?"

"Willow did a spell allowing Spike and Sara to have a child, Liz. There were complications in the delivery, a curse of some sort that a resentful demon cast on Sara. She didn't make it. Spike and Liz have been alone ever since."

"How did you find out…when?"

"Willow told me when it happened." Giles lied; there was no other viable explanation.

"Oh." Buffy nodded to herself and changed the subject, "Dean Restrepo is here too. I can't believe how much he's changed."

"He's aged Buffy."

"But wow, what a difference. I didn't recognise him at all."

Giles smiled. "I'm pretty unrecognisable, Buffy;"

"You look exactly the same."

"However flattering a comment Buffy, I fear it is only due to the fact that you aged with me."

Smiling, they sat for a few moments in a comfortable, albeit, contemplative silence.

"It doesn't matter Giles. I'll just keep going, at the end of the camp, she goes home and everything goes back to normal."

"Buffy…you have a chance to right a mistake. Not a lot of people get that chance."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Hey Ms Summers." Liz said watching as Buffy bounced a basketball with slightly uneasy movements. It was a mismatched picture, Buffy's dress, sandals and wispy hair, unsuited to the atmosphere.

"Hey Liz," Buffy threw the ball to the side, slightly embarrassed. "Why aren't you at lunch?"

"I'm not hungry, why aren't you at lunch?" Liz smiled.

"I guess I'm not very hungry either. Wanna go for a walk?"

"Sure."

They walked along to the lake where the next class was to take place, talking about little things and laughing at more. Wave upon wave of nostalgia rode across Buffy's soul as she remembered Spike's little mannerisms and phrases from his daughter.

Liz could see why her dad used to be best friends with Buffy. Her challenging and sly nature was such a direct contrast to his, that, stories of their arguments being legendary on campus didn't seem like such a surprise anymore. Liz had never encountered anyone who truly challenged her dad. There was Aunt Cordelia and Grand-Sire, but in the end it was always Spike that won. Liz sensed that with Buffy, her dad might not win.

"Alright class is starting. Thanks for walking with me." Buffy grinned.

"It was fun! Thanks Ms Summers."

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William paid the taxi man and pulled out his suitcase. Eager to see his baby again, he all but ran into the campground. He was totally unsure of where to go, there were a multitude of people and tents – where was he to find Liz?

"William." Peter smiled as his son-in-law turned around and raised his eyebrows in questioning.

"She's in a class by the lake, go on over."

"Thanks, mate."

William left his stuff with a member of staff and rushed down to the lake. Not seeing anyone except the swimming class, he ran his fingers through his hair and scanned the landscape. Noticing a group of people on the other side of the lake, he ran over, excited and energised.

"Liz!!"

*Dammit, she can't hear me! *

"Liz!!" William was nearing the group who obviously, still couldn't hear him.

"OY! DUCKS!!"

The whole group turned to face him, and he froze. Taking in a breath, William whispered, "Buffy."

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Buffy couldn't believe she was seeing Spike. He was so different. His hair, mousy brown, un-gelled – his clothes, chinos and a sweater – he was so different, so new and so THERE.

Without any conscious realisation, her feet drew her to him.

Spike couldn't believe he was seeing Buffy. She was so different. Her hair – up in a finicky design that she would never have had as a Slayer – her clothes, a dress? Sandals – she was so different, so new and so THERE.

Without any conscious realisation, his feet drew him to her.

They met, less than a metre between them. Her mouth opened, no words came out.

----flashback----

- Touch noses

- Bump right shoulders.

- Hold an invisible stake to own heart and stake twice.
- Hug.

---flashback----

Spike leant forward to touch her nose as Buffy leaned in for a hug.

They stopped and Buffy leant forward to touch his nose as Spike leant in for a hug,

Haltingly they managed a handshake and downcast glances. All the words Spike had prepared for her went out the window and after a few moments they pulled away from each other, unsure of how to act.

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"It was awful Abuelo." Liz started when she sat by Peter in the cafeteria, "They acted like strangers. They shook hands and then Dad just came over and sat down for the rest of the class."

"Where are they now?"

"Ms Summers is over there, getting her dinner, and Dad is just getting changed."

"Of all the reunions I'd pictured – that was not an option. They were both such passionate people – I assumed…"

"I know. It's awful."

"Lets see how things go, we might have to do some more pushing."

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That night

Buffy sat on the bench, her eyes focussed on a point in the sky.  Spike watched her for a moment before coming to sit beside her.

"Hi." He whispered.

"Hi."

"I guess you're not the Slayer anymore then."

"No, Faith died – someone else was called, it just…ended."

"Nice hair."

"Thanks." Buffy replied.

"Nice clothes."

"Thanks." She paused and then smiled. "Nice hair."

"Thanks." He grinned.

"Nice clothes."

"Thanks."

They sat in a silence that had no description, before Buffy spoke.

"I didn't know about Sara. I'm sorry."

Spike smiled and nodded. "How would you have known? You disappeared."

"I changed houses."

"Did you change friends too? When I needed my best friend the most, you weren't there for me Buffy."

Spike didn't say it with anger or resentment; there was a smile on his face that no one could account for.

Buffy looked down and the question of her leaving was left, hanging in the air.

"Goodnight, Spike."

"Goodnight Buffy."

And with that, she stood and left. Spike sighed and stood, walking to his own room.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"They need a major shove." Liz whined.

She was in her granddad's room. It had been about three days and Spike and Buffy had rarely interacted. It was totally beyond their comprehension.

"I agree. They need something that'll make them remember."

"What did they use to do everyday?"

"Well, they slayed."

"What are they meant to slay over here? And Buffy's not the Slayer anymore!"

"Ok, ok, let me think."

Liz waited eagerly, nearly falling face-first at the angle she was tilting. After a few minutes she groaned and fell back onto the bad. Peter remained on the sofa beside the end of the bed and for a few minutes it was silent.

"I know!" Peter grinned finally.

"What?!" Liz sprung up and looked up into the smiling face of her grandfather.

"Basketball."

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