A/N Thanks all for the reviews, just to answer a question, Buffy will have
her baby in mid February in the story time line, It is almost December in
the story, so she's almost at the 7 month mark. (Hope that helps)
Seasons Greetings
Chapter 14
"So are you gonna tell me what you're doing or do I have to slap you around a bit?" asked Buffy.
"Let me have a go, it would be worth the migraine," said Spike.
"I'm here to help," gasped Forrest, he was finding it difficult to breathe with her hand around his throat.
Buffy loosened her grip on Forrest.
"Talk, we're listening," said Buffy impatiently.
"You're one of those Initiative guys, aren't you, I can smell the stink of that place a mile away," growled Spike.
"Yes, I am, but I'm here to help you, it was me who gave those files to your friend Mr Giles," said Forrest.
"Why would you want to help us?" asked Buffy confused.
"Please don't pound on me, when I tell you, I was only following orders," Said Forrest nervously.
"Like a good little soldier boy, you're just like the enormous hall monitor, Riley," sneered Spike.
"Spike! Let me deal with this, you're not helping," snapped Buffy.
"I've been bugging you, listening to everything you've said and done for the last month," admitted Forrest.
Buffy flushing and looked uncomfortable.
"Everything?" she asked.
Forrest nodded.
"You sick bastard," growled Spike.
He raised the typewriter over Forrest's head; Buffy restrained him.
"Ow!" yelled Spike as blinding pain in his head caused him to drop the typewriter to the floor.
"Inclined to agree with ya there Spike, but dead men don't tell tales, well usually," she said looking at Spike.
"Who is your boss?" asked Buffy.
"Professor Walsh," said Forrest.
Buffy gasped, a lot of things seemed to make sense to her now, no wonder she was such an unfeeling bitch, just the kind of person, who would be working for the government.
"We need to have a nice little chat," said Buffy determinedly.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Spike and Buffy had dragged Forrest along to Willie's deciding that would be the safest place for them to have their chat. Forrest had removed the bugging devices from their coats, at Buffy's insistence. She still didn't know whether she could trust him, but at the moment, he was all they had. He'd left five minutes ago, and Buffy had gone to sit in the back room at Willie's bar.
"You'll be okay here love, while I serve the customers?" asked Spike.
"I'll be fine, besides there's no windows or exits in this room, no-where to go," she smiled at him.
"Be right back," he assured her, she just smiled.
Spike went back out to the bar, surprised by the appearance of Xander and Anya.
"What brings you two here, too many humans is not good for business, as it is I have had to keep Buffy hidden out back, makes the customers edgy," said Spike.
"Xander thought it would be a good idea, if you had back up, you know protecting Buffy," said Anya.
Spike looked Xander up and down.
"What can you do, build a 10ft wall around the bar, to stop those pesky initiative guys?" scorned Spike.
"Xander's very handy with a trowel, construction work makes him all sweaty, then I want to have lots of sex with him," defended Anya.
"Yeah, but it's not a lot of use in a fight, now is it?" asked Spike.
Buffy appeared out of the back room.
"Thought I told you to stay put," said Spike.
"And when do I ever do what I'm told?" she asked arching an eyebrow at Spike.
"Good point," he sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Hi guys, Where's Willow and Oz then?" asked Buffy.
"They're both on patrol tonight, we'd thought we would just stop by, make sure you're okay," said Xander.
"Willow told me to tell you, that she missed you at college today," said Anya.
"It's okay, I'll be going back tomorrow," said Buffy firmly, ignoring Spike's expression.
"Buffy?" Spike looked at her questioningly.
"Don't look at me like that, besides, I'm not going to do anything different that might draw attention to us, while the initiative don't know that we know, then we have the upper hand," said Buffy.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
A couple of weeks had passed since Buffy and Spike had collaborated with Forrest, it was now mid December. Buffy was now Seven months pregnant. Buffy was really looking forward to Christmas with Spike this year, although they had spent last Christmas together, it just felt different this year, being husband and wife.
Spike had nipped out to get them a Christmas tree, she just hoped Spike was going to a seller to get it, and was not cutting down some protected woodland. Although Spike had been totally reformed by their love, she was still not blind to his sometimes penchant for things a little on the evil side.
He had been busily typing out his adventures as a vampire, these past two weeks; the book was slowly starting to grow in its thickness. Spike had been reluctant to let her read it at first, he was afraid that she would be ashamed or disappointed in him, some of the things he'd written had shocked her, but she knew what he was or what he'd been and she accepted it, because she loved the person he was now, not the monster he'd once been. There had been stuff about Angel in there too. Spike, Druscilla, Darla and Angel had certainly made a formidable team.
Buffy was shaken out of her thoughts by Spike's return, Xander had fitted state of the art security system on the crypt door, it had been the only way to get Spike to leave her at nights, Giles had paid for it, had called it an early Christmas present.
"Hey baby, got the tree then?" she asked, stating the obvious.
"Yeah, went to the bloke you said, he tried to do me out of a few bucks, cos I was English, by the time I was finished with him, he was trying to give the tree away for free," said Spike smugly.
"Well you couldn't have done a lot, being chipped," she reminded him.
Spiked vamped out into his game face.
"Oh Spike, you gotta quit with that," she said thumping him on the arm playfully.
"Gotta get my rocks off somehow, especially as I am a no violence kind of guy these days, not that I am complaining, there are other compensations, did you miss me?" he asked.
"Terribly, for the whole twenty-nine minutes and thirty-nine seconds," she said mockingly.
"How's my baby doing?" he asked placing his hands on her belly.
Their child answered with a kick, Spike smiled with satisfaction at the movement with in.
"Your baby? I have to do all the work carrying it around, and I helped put it there just as much as you did," she pouted.
"How could I forget that night? Las Vegas, all night long, that was one sweet night," he leered.
She touched his cheek tenderly, smiling at the shared memories.
"All I can say is thank God, I have slayer stamina," she giggled.
"Death by shagging, I know that's how I would like to go, beats a stake any time," he chuckled.
"Probably less painful too," she agreed.
Buffy savoured the moment; there hadn't been a lot to laugh at lately. She got a large cardboard box filled with Christmas decorations, out of one of the stone sarcophagus's. She had to admit, they were good for storage, even if it was a bit icky.
"So, you gonna help me decorate the tree then?" she asked
"Oh, I have to be at work early," said Spike.
"No you don't, now get over here now," she beckoned him.
Spike rolled his eyes and joined her by the tree; he peeked into the box of decorations.
"These are shiny, when I was with Dru, she used to decorate the tree with entrails," said Spike.
"Ewwww! I don't want to know that, and a word to the wise, if you want to keep your Christmas baubles, no more talk of ex's okay?" she asked, gripping him, leaving him in no doubt just what Christmas baubles she meant.
She felt his arousal under her grip.
"Spike! Are you a walking erection?" she asked.
"Only around you pet," he grinned.
"Good, now help me do this tree," she said letting him go.
" I'd rather do you," he mumbled, fishing out a large piece of tinsel from the box.
"Well if you do a good job, you might get a reward," she giggled, kissing him hard on the lips.
They broke apart.
"Keep that up, and I might want an advance on that reward," he breathed in her ear.
"Come on, it won't get done with us rolling around on the floor," she said.
"Sod the tree, come here," he growled.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
An hour later, Buffy surveyed the mess, that was spread all over the crypt floor, the decorations box had been crushed, it contents had spilled all over the floor. Spike was asleep in the middle of it all, several pieces of tinsel had wrapped themselves around him, Buffy picked up a large decoration, and covered his modesty, giggling as a plan formed in her head, she tucked the Christmas angel in the crook of his arm and placed a tinsel crown on his head. She got out her camera and took a picture, it flashed.
Spike awoke with a start; Buffy quickly put the camera away.
"What was that?" he asked.
"A camera flash," she blurted out. Dammit she thought to herself.
Spike looked down at himself.
"What the hell?" he asked
"Just a little Christmas fun," she beamed.
"Yeah, but at whose expense? Come on give me the camera," he said.
She poked her tongue out at him.
"Can't have it, besides we have to get over to mom's house for the Scooby meeting, Forrest will be there, he can only stay awhile, so we can't be late," she said.
Buffy looked at the tree sadly, it really would have to wait, but there was always later. She disappeared below stairs to get changed.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Hi guys," said Buffy as she entered her mom's home.
Spike just nodded to the assembly of friends and sat down at the table next to Buffy. Joyce walked over to Spike and kissed him on the cheek. A strand of tinsel sticking to her lips,
"Sorry about that mum," said Spike.
Buffy flushed.
"We've just been trimming the tree," said Buffy sheepishly.
Spike looked at her, noticing several strands of tinsel in her hair, he pulled them out.
"Oh so that's what they're calling it these days." Said Anya correctly.
"Oh! Er um, shall we just get down to business," asked Giles.
"Looks like someone already has," grinned Willow, unable to resist teasing her friend.
A knock on the door had them all alert.
"That should be Forrest," said Giles, glad of the distraction.
Joyce opened the door. Forrest looked around nervously before entering the house; he sat down at the table, next to Oz.
"Hey man," said Oz.
Forrest just nodded at him, before beginning.
"Well you guys want the bad news or the good news first?" he asked the occupants of the room.
"Definatley the good news first, don't you think?" asked Anya looking at every one's faces.
"Don't have a preference, just spit it out," said Buffy flatly.
"Ok, the good news is that you are safe, at least until up two weeks before your due date, when is your due date?" Said Forrest.
"February 14th," said Buffy and Spike in unison.
"Awww, how cute, Valentine's day, kinda romantic wouldn't you say," said Willow
"Not getting a happy here," said Buffy.
"And the bad news?" asked Spike sarcastically.
"Agent Finn has been recalled," said Forrest.
Buffy gripped her chair so hard that the back of it snapped off in her hands.
TBC
Seasons Greetings
Chapter 14
"So are you gonna tell me what you're doing or do I have to slap you around a bit?" asked Buffy.
"Let me have a go, it would be worth the migraine," said Spike.
"I'm here to help," gasped Forrest, he was finding it difficult to breathe with her hand around his throat.
Buffy loosened her grip on Forrest.
"Talk, we're listening," said Buffy impatiently.
"You're one of those Initiative guys, aren't you, I can smell the stink of that place a mile away," growled Spike.
"Yes, I am, but I'm here to help you, it was me who gave those files to your friend Mr Giles," said Forrest.
"Why would you want to help us?" asked Buffy confused.
"Please don't pound on me, when I tell you, I was only following orders," Said Forrest nervously.
"Like a good little soldier boy, you're just like the enormous hall monitor, Riley," sneered Spike.
"Spike! Let me deal with this, you're not helping," snapped Buffy.
"I've been bugging you, listening to everything you've said and done for the last month," admitted Forrest.
Buffy flushing and looked uncomfortable.
"Everything?" she asked.
Forrest nodded.
"You sick bastard," growled Spike.
He raised the typewriter over Forrest's head; Buffy restrained him.
"Ow!" yelled Spike as blinding pain in his head caused him to drop the typewriter to the floor.
"Inclined to agree with ya there Spike, but dead men don't tell tales, well usually," she said looking at Spike.
"Who is your boss?" asked Buffy.
"Professor Walsh," said Forrest.
Buffy gasped, a lot of things seemed to make sense to her now, no wonder she was such an unfeeling bitch, just the kind of person, who would be working for the government.
"We need to have a nice little chat," said Buffy determinedly.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Spike and Buffy had dragged Forrest along to Willie's deciding that would be the safest place for them to have their chat. Forrest had removed the bugging devices from their coats, at Buffy's insistence. She still didn't know whether she could trust him, but at the moment, he was all they had. He'd left five minutes ago, and Buffy had gone to sit in the back room at Willie's bar.
"You'll be okay here love, while I serve the customers?" asked Spike.
"I'll be fine, besides there's no windows or exits in this room, no-where to go," she smiled at him.
"Be right back," he assured her, she just smiled.
Spike went back out to the bar, surprised by the appearance of Xander and Anya.
"What brings you two here, too many humans is not good for business, as it is I have had to keep Buffy hidden out back, makes the customers edgy," said Spike.
"Xander thought it would be a good idea, if you had back up, you know protecting Buffy," said Anya.
Spike looked Xander up and down.
"What can you do, build a 10ft wall around the bar, to stop those pesky initiative guys?" scorned Spike.
"Xander's very handy with a trowel, construction work makes him all sweaty, then I want to have lots of sex with him," defended Anya.
"Yeah, but it's not a lot of use in a fight, now is it?" asked Spike.
Buffy appeared out of the back room.
"Thought I told you to stay put," said Spike.
"And when do I ever do what I'm told?" she asked arching an eyebrow at Spike.
"Good point," he sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Hi guys, Where's Willow and Oz then?" asked Buffy.
"They're both on patrol tonight, we'd thought we would just stop by, make sure you're okay," said Xander.
"Willow told me to tell you, that she missed you at college today," said Anya.
"It's okay, I'll be going back tomorrow," said Buffy firmly, ignoring Spike's expression.
"Buffy?" Spike looked at her questioningly.
"Don't look at me like that, besides, I'm not going to do anything different that might draw attention to us, while the initiative don't know that we know, then we have the upper hand," said Buffy.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
A couple of weeks had passed since Buffy and Spike had collaborated with Forrest, it was now mid December. Buffy was now Seven months pregnant. Buffy was really looking forward to Christmas with Spike this year, although they had spent last Christmas together, it just felt different this year, being husband and wife.
Spike had nipped out to get them a Christmas tree, she just hoped Spike was going to a seller to get it, and was not cutting down some protected woodland. Although Spike had been totally reformed by their love, she was still not blind to his sometimes penchant for things a little on the evil side.
He had been busily typing out his adventures as a vampire, these past two weeks; the book was slowly starting to grow in its thickness. Spike had been reluctant to let her read it at first, he was afraid that she would be ashamed or disappointed in him, some of the things he'd written had shocked her, but she knew what he was or what he'd been and she accepted it, because she loved the person he was now, not the monster he'd once been. There had been stuff about Angel in there too. Spike, Druscilla, Darla and Angel had certainly made a formidable team.
Buffy was shaken out of her thoughts by Spike's return, Xander had fitted state of the art security system on the crypt door, it had been the only way to get Spike to leave her at nights, Giles had paid for it, had called it an early Christmas present.
"Hey baby, got the tree then?" she asked, stating the obvious.
"Yeah, went to the bloke you said, he tried to do me out of a few bucks, cos I was English, by the time I was finished with him, he was trying to give the tree away for free," said Spike smugly.
"Well you couldn't have done a lot, being chipped," she reminded him.
Spiked vamped out into his game face.
"Oh Spike, you gotta quit with that," she said thumping him on the arm playfully.
"Gotta get my rocks off somehow, especially as I am a no violence kind of guy these days, not that I am complaining, there are other compensations, did you miss me?" he asked.
"Terribly, for the whole twenty-nine minutes and thirty-nine seconds," she said mockingly.
"How's my baby doing?" he asked placing his hands on her belly.
Their child answered with a kick, Spike smiled with satisfaction at the movement with in.
"Your baby? I have to do all the work carrying it around, and I helped put it there just as much as you did," she pouted.
"How could I forget that night? Las Vegas, all night long, that was one sweet night," he leered.
She touched his cheek tenderly, smiling at the shared memories.
"All I can say is thank God, I have slayer stamina," she giggled.
"Death by shagging, I know that's how I would like to go, beats a stake any time," he chuckled.
"Probably less painful too," she agreed.
Buffy savoured the moment; there hadn't been a lot to laugh at lately. She got a large cardboard box filled with Christmas decorations, out of one of the stone sarcophagus's. She had to admit, they were good for storage, even if it was a bit icky.
"So, you gonna help me decorate the tree then?" she asked
"Oh, I have to be at work early," said Spike.
"No you don't, now get over here now," she beckoned him.
Spike rolled his eyes and joined her by the tree; he peeked into the box of decorations.
"These are shiny, when I was with Dru, she used to decorate the tree with entrails," said Spike.
"Ewwww! I don't want to know that, and a word to the wise, if you want to keep your Christmas baubles, no more talk of ex's okay?" she asked, gripping him, leaving him in no doubt just what Christmas baubles she meant.
She felt his arousal under her grip.
"Spike! Are you a walking erection?" she asked.
"Only around you pet," he grinned.
"Good, now help me do this tree," she said letting him go.
" I'd rather do you," he mumbled, fishing out a large piece of tinsel from the box.
"Well if you do a good job, you might get a reward," she giggled, kissing him hard on the lips.
They broke apart.
"Keep that up, and I might want an advance on that reward," he breathed in her ear.
"Come on, it won't get done with us rolling around on the floor," she said.
"Sod the tree, come here," he growled.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
An hour later, Buffy surveyed the mess, that was spread all over the crypt floor, the decorations box had been crushed, it contents had spilled all over the floor. Spike was asleep in the middle of it all, several pieces of tinsel had wrapped themselves around him, Buffy picked up a large decoration, and covered his modesty, giggling as a plan formed in her head, she tucked the Christmas angel in the crook of his arm and placed a tinsel crown on his head. She got out her camera and took a picture, it flashed.
Spike awoke with a start; Buffy quickly put the camera away.
"What was that?" he asked.
"A camera flash," she blurted out. Dammit she thought to herself.
Spike looked down at himself.
"What the hell?" he asked
"Just a little Christmas fun," she beamed.
"Yeah, but at whose expense? Come on give me the camera," he said.
She poked her tongue out at him.
"Can't have it, besides we have to get over to mom's house for the Scooby meeting, Forrest will be there, he can only stay awhile, so we can't be late," she said.
Buffy looked at the tree sadly, it really would have to wait, but there was always later. She disappeared below stairs to get changed.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Hi guys," said Buffy as she entered her mom's home.
Spike just nodded to the assembly of friends and sat down at the table next to Buffy. Joyce walked over to Spike and kissed him on the cheek. A strand of tinsel sticking to her lips,
"Sorry about that mum," said Spike.
Buffy flushed.
"We've just been trimming the tree," said Buffy sheepishly.
Spike looked at her, noticing several strands of tinsel in her hair, he pulled them out.
"Oh so that's what they're calling it these days." Said Anya correctly.
"Oh! Er um, shall we just get down to business," asked Giles.
"Looks like someone already has," grinned Willow, unable to resist teasing her friend.
A knock on the door had them all alert.
"That should be Forrest," said Giles, glad of the distraction.
Joyce opened the door. Forrest looked around nervously before entering the house; he sat down at the table, next to Oz.
"Hey man," said Oz.
Forrest just nodded at him, before beginning.
"Well you guys want the bad news or the good news first?" he asked the occupants of the room.
"Definatley the good news first, don't you think?" asked Anya looking at every one's faces.
"Don't have a preference, just spit it out," said Buffy flatly.
"Ok, the good news is that you are safe, at least until up two weeks before your due date, when is your due date?" Said Forrest.
"February 14th," said Buffy and Spike in unison.
"Awww, how cute, Valentine's day, kinda romantic wouldn't you say," said Willow
"Not getting a happy here," said Buffy.
"And the bad news?" asked Spike sarcastically.
"Agent Finn has been recalled," said Forrest.
Buffy gripped her chair so hard that the back of it snapped off in her hands.
TBC