The Way We Were
Chapter 10
It had been nearly a month since Spike's field trip to UC Sunnydale, things had been going very well for Buffy and Spike, the baby was happy and healthy inside it's mother. She was now six months pregnant and her tummy had swollen considerably in the last month. It was only a few days until their first anniversary as a couple; it would have been their first anniversary as husband and wife, if they hadn't let others influence them.
The dawn was fast approaching as Spike lay down on their bed. It had been at busy night at work, hence the lateness of his return. He spooned up behind Buffy; she stirred slightly in her sleep and let out a soft contented sigh, almost as if she could sense his return. He put an arm protectively around her waist and was rewarded with a little kick from him/her that nestled inside its mother's tummy. Buffy rolled over onto her back, Spike shifted to accommodate her new position, he watched fascinated at the little movements their child made within her body, he leaned forward to kiss her belly and a little foot kicked his face.
"Oh yeah, definatley a little chip off the old block, kicking me in the head was mummy's favourite trick, once upon a time, Oh the bedtime stories I could tell you about us," said Spike
"I don't think so, unless you want our kid to be in therapy all its life," said Buffy regarding him sleepily.
"Hello love, didn't know you were awake," said Spike, surprised.
"Well, you weren't exactly stealthy, God knows how you ever managed to creep up on one of your victims," she said rolling her eyes.
"Didn't need stealth, I have my vampire's thrall," he said looking at her intently.
"Funny, could swear that's the expression you use when you're wanting a shag, God I'm starting to talk like you!" Buffy exclaimed
"Wasn't quite what I was trying to portray, but if you're up for it?" he asked hopefully.
"Lucky for you, that you married a slayer, otherwise any normal girl would have died from sexual exhaustion by now," she smiled.
"Ah, but I knew when I first clapped eyes on you, what kinda of girl you were, or should I say are," he said smugly.
"Oh yeah, and what's that?" she asked curious.
"Buffy the Vampire Layer of course, now about that shag?" he reminded her.
"And they say romance never dies," she said poking her tongue out at him.
Spike put his hand under the bedcovers, touching her naked skin.
"Black nightie, sexy," he whispered in her ear.
Buffy gasped.
"I think I am starting to get the whole thrall thing," she breathed.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Buffy knocked on her friend's dorm room door.
"Come in," Willow said.
Buffy opened the door.
"Willow, I would have thought you would be a little more cautious as to who you invite in these days, remember what happened with Spike, if it hadn't been for his government chip," Buffy reminded her.
"Sorry, my bad, had my mind on other things, I can't decide what to wear tonight on my date with Oz," said Willow.
Buffy looked at Willows entire wardrobe sprawled all over her bed; the garish mix of colours made her eyes hurt. She smiled fondly at her friend.
"Ow," said Buffy clutching her side.
Willow immediately looked up at her friend in concern.
"What is it Buffy?" asked Willow.
Buffy smiled.
"Oh it's nothing, just Spike junior kicking me in the ribs again, wanna feel?" asked Buffy.
She placed Willow's hand on her belly, and the little person inside performed on cue.
"Oh Buff, that's amazing, I almost feel a little envious," said Willow.
"Well don't get too envious, If you start to get broody, even Oz would lose his famous cool," said Buffy
"Yeah, but it would be something to see, wouldn't it?" asked Willow
"So, will I be seeing you at the Bronze on Saturday night? Spike has the night off from work," said Buffy.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world, Dingoes is playing remember?" asked Willow
"Could I ask a favour?" Buffy said.
"Sure anything to help," said Willow.
"It's our first anniversary as a couple on Saturday, I wanted to do something special for Spike, something he'd appreciate,"
"Wow is it really a year ago already since I, you know..." flushed Willow.
"Yep, how time flies when you're in the relationship of your life," smiled Buffy.
"Any ideas on what you are going to do for Spike?" asked Willow
"Well, I was thinking, with you being the internet whiz, maybe you could have a look see, if there's anything on the net about the poet William Lovejoy, I know he wasn't a major poet, but who knows he may have had some sort of cult following," said Buffy.
"Ok, I'll get on it and get back to you ASAP," said Willow
"Thanks, I knew I could count on you, gotta run, crèche duty calls," sighed Buffy.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Buffy decided to stop by her former watcher's home, upon entering she was not surprised to see her mother there, but this time thankfully not hiding in Giles's bed.
"Hi Mom, Giles," what ya doing?" asked Buffy.
"Well I am in the middle of making a romantic dinner for two and Giles has his head stuck in one of his dusty books as usual," said Joyce with a slight frown on her face.
"Ah, Buffy glad you called round, was going to phone you anyway, got some important information on the mysterious soldier boys seen patrolling in the area," said Giles.
Buffy sighed, not really interested.
"Does it involve lots of research?" said Buffy crossing her fingers.
Giles looked at her disapprovingly.
"No, it's all word of mouth from a very reliable source," he replied.
"Ok let's have the big bad," she said
"Thought that's exactly what you'd already been doing for the last year," Giles mumbled.
"What was that?" asked Buffy
"I said the sooner we get started the sooner you can get out of here," said Giles quickly.
"Oh ok, let's hear it then," said Buffy
"Well, we already know they are into demon control, from the sketchy information Spike gave us, but it also seems they have another side line, demon genetic engineering," said Giles
"Dangerous territory, what exactly do you think they are up to?" asked Buffy.
"Nothing good, and there is talk of a secret project in a room, I think its room 314," said Giles gravely.
Joyce walked back into the lounge.
"Everything ok?" she asked, looking at the solemn faces.
"Yeah, its just slayer stuff," said Buffy.
"Which is nothing to do with the expectant mother," said Joyce sternly.
"Course not mom, as if I would, so all set for Saturday night then?" asked Buffy trying to change the subject.
"Of course honey, wouldn't miss it for the world," said her Mom, giving her a hug
"What's on Saturday night?" asked Giles, puzzled
"Well, I told you about it a month ago, then two weeks ago, and yesterday," sighed Joyce.
"My first anniversary with Spike remember?" asked Buffy.
"But you only got married six months ago, that much I do remember," said Giles
"Well it's time to brush the cobwebs off your dancing shoes, any way have to go, my other half will be going out soon," she kissed her mom on the cheek and was gone.
"Do you think we should have told her?" asked Joyce concerned
"Let's get this weekend over first," don't want to steal her thunder," said Giles patting her hand.
He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it, touching the diamond solitaire that rested there.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Hi Spike, how was your day?" Buffy asked giving him a lingering kiss on the lips.
"Just got a whole lot better for seeing you," he said.
He took her by the hand and led her over to the armchair; he sat down and pulled her onto his lap. Buffy looked around the room.
"Nice job with the cleaning, not a leaf or cobweb in sight," she said
"Well considering all the fuss you made, last time a tiny spider came in here, I have great self preservation instincts," he chuckled.
She touched his face.
"Sorry about that black eye," she said.
"All mended now, besides it kinda reminded me of our glory days, when we used to beat the crap out of each other," he said
"Yeah, they were some crazy times, remember our first brawl at the parents evening?" she asked.
"How could I forget, you started it and Mum finished it, had a dent in my head for weeks," he said.
"What about that silly Halloween curse when you went all 18th century missy on me, if your annoying friends hadn't turned up, we'd be travelling the world together right now," he said smugly.
"You were going to turn me?" she asked slightly horrified.
"Big bad here remember, it's what I do, or rather what I did," he amended
She giggled.
"What?" he asked: slightly mystified.
"Just thinking about the last time we tried to end each other's existence, our only daytime venue," she said.
"Ah what a fight, the only time I came genuinely close to kicking your ass, once and for all," he said fondly.
"Well if it hadn't been for your tacky ring, you would have been ash tray material by now," she said looking at him.
Spike looked thoughtful.
"Love's a funny thing, they say it's the flip side of hate, if we hadn't realised what we were really feeling I think one of us would have succeeded eventually, instead of ending life we have created it," he said
They clasped hands together over the, the swell of their child. Spike looked at the watch on Buffy's wrist.
"Bleeding, Hell! I have to be somewhere else," he said.
"But it's barely sunset," she complained.
"Willie wants me there early tonight, expecting a large party of kabala demons, one of those tourist parties that come hoping for a glimpse of the hell mouth," he explained.
"Oh well if you must, just seems to be a habit of late and have we seen any extra money coming in for your bosses liberties," she said.
Spike held up his hands before gently lifting her off his lap. He grabbed his trademark coat and slipped it on. He quickly kissed her and was gone.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Spike ran through the graveyard, quickly burning up the distance to the Bronze, having no breath was a bonus sometimes he thought to himself.
He entered the Bronze; it was empty except for the band practising on the stage.
"You're late," said Oz.
"Really?" said Spike sarcastically.
Spike looked around.
"Where's Devon then?" he asked
"Some where in Western England if I am not mistaken?" drawled Oz
"Very cute, I should know England, was born there," said Spike
"Bit of a problem, Devon has gone down with the flu, he's lost his voice," said Oz.
"That is a problem," said Spike.
Oz continued to stare at him.
"Oh, no, you're not thinking what I think you're thinking, are you?" asked Spike.
"Well, you've surprisingly proved yourself an able singer, besides you owe me and the guys, no singer and we don't get paid," said Oz.
"The old saying, stuck between a rock and a hard place, kinda springs to mind right now," sighed Spike,
He shrugged off his jacket and joined them on stage, took the microphone from its stand.
"I still get to do my song for Buffy right?" he asked.
"Of course," said Oz as he began strumming on his guitar.
TBC
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A/N Thank for all the reviews, they were wonderful, Tobert, rest assured Riley won't have it easy, if I decide to bring him back (not telling right now lol) I am very poorly right now with the flu, so please be kind, still felt like writing though because I couldn't sleep.
Thanks again (
P.S. Adam won't be in the story, I liked season 4, but for some reason Adam really gave me the creeps, it's just me LOL
Chapter 10
It had been nearly a month since Spike's field trip to UC Sunnydale, things had been going very well for Buffy and Spike, the baby was happy and healthy inside it's mother. She was now six months pregnant and her tummy had swollen considerably in the last month. It was only a few days until their first anniversary as a couple; it would have been their first anniversary as husband and wife, if they hadn't let others influence them.
The dawn was fast approaching as Spike lay down on their bed. It had been at busy night at work, hence the lateness of his return. He spooned up behind Buffy; she stirred slightly in her sleep and let out a soft contented sigh, almost as if she could sense his return. He put an arm protectively around her waist and was rewarded with a little kick from him/her that nestled inside its mother's tummy. Buffy rolled over onto her back, Spike shifted to accommodate her new position, he watched fascinated at the little movements their child made within her body, he leaned forward to kiss her belly and a little foot kicked his face.
"Oh yeah, definatley a little chip off the old block, kicking me in the head was mummy's favourite trick, once upon a time, Oh the bedtime stories I could tell you about us," said Spike
"I don't think so, unless you want our kid to be in therapy all its life," said Buffy regarding him sleepily.
"Hello love, didn't know you were awake," said Spike, surprised.
"Well, you weren't exactly stealthy, God knows how you ever managed to creep up on one of your victims," she said rolling her eyes.
"Didn't need stealth, I have my vampire's thrall," he said looking at her intently.
"Funny, could swear that's the expression you use when you're wanting a shag, God I'm starting to talk like you!" Buffy exclaimed
"Wasn't quite what I was trying to portray, but if you're up for it?" he asked hopefully.
"Lucky for you, that you married a slayer, otherwise any normal girl would have died from sexual exhaustion by now," she smiled.
"Ah, but I knew when I first clapped eyes on you, what kinda of girl you were, or should I say are," he said smugly.
"Oh yeah, and what's that?" she asked curious.
"Buffy the Vampire Layer of course, now about that shag?" he reminded her.
"And they say romance never dies," she said poking her tongue out at him.
Spike put his hand under the bedcovers, touching her naked skin.
"Black nightie, sexy," he whispered in her ear.
Buffy gasped.
"I think I am starting to get the whole thrall thing," she breathed.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Buffy knocked on her friend's dorm room door.
"Come in," Willow said.
Buffy opened the door.
"Willow, I would have thought you would be a little more cautious as to who you invite in these days, remember what happened with Spike, if it hadn't been for his government chip," Buffy reminded her.
"Sorry, my bad, had my mind on other things, I can't decide what to wear tonight on my date with Oz," said Willow.
Buffy looked at Willows entire wardrobe sprawled all over her bed; the garish mix of colours made her eyes hurt. She smiled fondly at her friend.
"Ow," said Buffy clutching her side.
Willow immediately looked up at her friend in concern.
"What is it Buffy?" asked Willow.
Buffy smiled.
"Oh it's nothing, just Spike junior kicking me in the ribs again, wanna feel?" asked Buffy.
She placed Willow's hand on her belly, and the little person inside performed on cue.
"Oh Buff, that's amazing, I almost feel a little envious," said Willow.
"Well don't get too envious, If you start to get broody, even Oz would lose his famous cool," said Buffy
"Yeah, but it would be something to see, wouldn't it?" asked Willow
"So, will I be seeing you at the Bronze on Saturday night? Spike has the night off from work," said Buffy.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world, Dingoes is playing remember?" asked Willow
"Could I ask a favour?" Buffy said.
"Sure anything to help," said Willow.
"It's our first anniversary as a couple on Saturday, I wanted to do something special for Spike, something he'd appreciate,"
"Wow is it really a year ago already since I, you know..." flushed Willow.
"Yep, how time flies when you're in the relationship of your life," smiled Buffy.
"Any ideas on what you are going to do for Spike?" asked Willow
"Well, I was thinking, with you being the internet whiz, maybe you could have a look see, if there's anything on the net about the poet William Lovejoy, I know he wasn't a major poet, but who knows he may have had some sort of cult following," said Buffy.
"Ok, I'll get on it and get back to you ASAP," said Willow
"Thanks, I knew I could count on you, gotta run, crèche duty calls," sighed Buffy.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Buffy decided to stop by her former watcher's home, upon entering she was not surprised to see her mother there, but this time thankfully not hiding in Giles's bed.
"Hi Mom, Giles," what ya doing?" asked Buffy.
"Well I am in the middle of making a romantic dinner for two and Giles has his head stuck in one of his dusty books as usual," said Joyce with a slight frown on her face.
"Ah, Buffy glad you called round, was going to phone you anyway, got some important information on the mysterious soldier boys seen patrolling in the area," said Giles.
Buffy sighed, not really interested.
"Does it involve lots of research?" said Buffy crossing her fingers.
Giles looked at her disapprovingly.
"No, it's all word of mouth from a very reliable source," he replied.
"Ok let's have the big bad," she said
"Thought that's exactly what you'd already been doing for the last year," Giles mumbled.
"What was that?" asked Buffy
"I said the sooner we get started the sooner you can get out of here," said Giles quickly.
"Oh ok, let's hear it then," said Buffy
"Well, we already know they are into demon control, from the sketchy information Spike gave us, but it also seems they have another side line, demon genetic engineering," said Giles
"Dangerous territory, what exactly do you think they are up to?" asked Buffy.
"Nothing good, and there is talk of a secret project in a room, I think its room 314," said Giles gravely.
Joyce walked back into the lounge.
"Everything ok?" she asked, looking at the solemn faces.
"Yeah, its just slayer stuff," said Buffy.
"Which is nothing to do with the expectant mother," said Joyce sternly.
"Course not mom, as if I would, so all set for Saturday night then?" asked Buffy trying to change the subject.
"Of course honey, wouldn't miss it for the world," said her Mom, giving her a hug
"What's on Saturday night?" asked Giles, puzzled
"Well, I told you about it a month ago, then two weeks ago, and yesterday," sighed Joyce.
"My first anniversary with Spike remember?" asked Buffy.
"But you only got married six months ago, that much I do remember," said Giles
"Well it's time to brush the cobwebs off your dancing shoes, any way have to go, my other half will be going out soon," she kissed her mom on the cheek and was gone.
"Do you think we should have told her?" asked Joyce concerned
"Let's get this weekend over first," don't want to steal her thunder," said Giles patting her hand.
He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it, touching the diamond solitaire that rested there.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Hi Spike, how was your day?" Buffy asked giving him a lingering kiss on the lips.
"Just got a whole lot better for seeing you," he said.
He took her by the hand and led her over to the armchair; he sat down and pulled her onto his lap. Buffy looked around the room.
"Nice job with the cleaning, not a leaf or cobweb in sight," she said
"Well considering all the fuss you made, last time a tiny spider came in here, I have great self preservation instincts," he chuckled.
She touched his face.
"Sorry about that black eye," she said.
"All mended now, besides it kinda reminded me of our glory days, when we used to beat the crap out of each other," he said
"Yeah, they were some crazy times, remember our first brawl at the parents evening?" she asked.
"How could I forget, you started it and Mum finished it, had a dent in my head for weeks," he said.
"What about that silly Halloween curse when you went all 18th century missy on me, if your annoying friends hadn't turned up, we'd be travelling the world together right now," he said smugly.
"You were going to turn me?" she asked slightly horrified.
"Big bad here remember, it's what I do, or rather what I did," he amended
She giggled.
"What?" he asked: slightly mystified.
"Just thinking about the last time we tried to end each other's existence, our only daytime venue," she said.
"Ah what a fight, the only time I came genuinely close to kicking your ass, once and for all," he said fondly.
"Well if it hadn't been for your tacky ring, you would have been ash tray material by now," she said looking at him.
Spike looked thoughtful.
"Love's a funny thing, they say it's the flip side of hate, if we hadn't realised what we were really feeling I think one of us would have succeeded eventually, instead of ending life we have created it," he said
They clasped hands together over the, the swell of their child. Spike looked at the watch on Buffy's wrist.
"Bleeding, Hell! I have to be somewhere else," he said.
"But it's barely sunset," she complained.
"Willie wants me there early tonight, expecting a large party of kabala demons, one of those tourist parties that come hoping for a glimpse of the hell mouth," he explained.
"Oh well if you must, just seems to be a habit of late and have we seen any extra money coming in for your bosses liberties," she said.
Spike held up his hands before gently lifting her off his lap. He grabbed his trademark coat and slipped it on. He quickly kissed her and was gone.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Spike ran through the graveyard, quickly burning up the distance to the Bronze, having no breath was a bonus sometimes he thought to himself.
He entered the Bronze; it was empty except for the band practising on the stage.
"You're late," said Oz.
"Really?" said Spike sarcastically.
Spike looked around.
"Where's Devon then?" he asked
"Some where in Western England if I am not mistaken?" drawled Oz
"Very cute, I should know England, was born there," said Spike
"Bit of a problem, Devon has gone down with the flu, he's lost his voice," said Oz.
"That is a problem," said Spike.
Oz continued to stare at him.
"Oh, no, you're not thinking what I think you're thinking, are you?" asked Spike.
"Well, you've surprisingly proved yourself an able singer, besides you owe me and the guys, no singer and we don't get paid," said Oz.
"The old saying, stuck between a rock and a hard place, kinda springs to mind right now," sighed Spike,
He shrugged off his jacket and joined them on stage, took the microphone from its stand.
"I still get to do my song for Buffy right?" he asked.
"Of course," said Oz as he began strumming on his guitar.
TBC
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A/N Thank for all the reviews, they were wonderful, Tobert, rest assured Riley won't have it easy, if I decide to bring him back (not telling right now lol) I am very poorly right now with the flu, so please be kind, still felt like writing though because I couldn't sleep.
Thanks again (
P.S. Adam won't be in the story, I liked season 4, but for some reason Adam really gave me the creeps, it's just me LOL