A/N Thanks for the reviews, I love them, I am a review junkie! Also happy
to answer questions re SpikesAngel's question. The book Spike would have
written would have been written as though it was a fictional piece rather
than fact, because as you say who would believe his adventures, I suppose
it would be rather like "Interview With A Vampire" in a sense. And as I am
sure you know the horror genre is big business. I guess this chapter is
quite fluffy; I wanted Spike and Buffy to have some Christmas happiness lol
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Welcome To The Family
Chapter 16
Buffy and Spike were in their old room at her mom's house, Spike was unpacking their clothes while Buffy rested on the bed, They both couldn't stop grinning.
"Did you pack your entire contents of your wardrobe for the three days that we will be here?" he asked
"Well at least my clothes consist of more than a dozen red shirts and black jeans," she said sticking her tongue out at him.
"Well now we are a little bit richer, maybe you could help me buy some new things as long as you don't shop at the same store as Xander," he replied.
"I feel a shoe craving coming on," she smiled dreamily.
"No you bloody don't, we only have $50,000!" he growled.
"Oh, very funny, I don't spend that much," Buffy pouted.
Spike stopped unpacking and looked at his wife, an expression came over his face that she knew only too well.
"I've warned you about sticking out that bottom lip," he said touching the tip of his tongue to his own.
Buffy felt heat suffuse her body, arrested by his movements and held prisoner by his eyes. Damn maybe the thing about having a vampire's thrall was true after all. Well he seemed to melt her defences like no one ever had.
"Spike we will be down late for the party," she said half-heartedly.
"Well let's make it a quickie," he said, placing kisses along the column of her white throat, his blunt teeth grazing the skin.
She shivered with pleasure.
"Ok, you've convinced me," she sighed wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Always did tell you, you were an easy lay," he grinned.
Buffy thumped him hard on the arm.
"Ow, can't you take a joke? Pain kinda ruins the mood," he said.
"Well I shall just have to give you some pleasure then," she said kissing his arm where she'd just hit it.
Buffy flipped him over onto his back.
"Now you're getting it," he smiled.
"No, we both are, now shut up," she said kissing him hard on the lips.
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Willow and Oz entered the Summers home; Anya and Xander were already seated in the lounge. Willow smiled at Anya, who looked bored. Willow noticed there was no Buffy and Spike.
"So where's Buffy, Joyce?" asked Willow.
"She's upstairs changing, although why she needs to I don't know, she looked perfectly presentable," sighed Joyce.
"Oh you know, young girls and all," said Giles as he put his arm around Joyce.
"Guess I should by now," said Joyce smiling up at Giles.
"You kids look happy, you're not pregnant are you, has been known to happen, mother and daughter at the same time," joked Willow.
Giles choked on the mouthful of punch, he had just taken.
"Excuse me, while I fix Willow a plate," said Oz, leading her over to the snacks.
"This party is boring, there's not even any music," said Anya rudely.
Xander just flushed uncomfortably at Anya's outspokenness.
Joyce looked at her watch.
"Can't think what's keeping Buffy and Spike," said Joyce in confusion.
(Muffled voices from upstairs)
"Oh yeah, Oh Buffy," groaned a male voice
"Spike, big bad Spike," replied a female voice.
"Er um, I think music might be a really good idea right now," mumbled Giles, as he raced over to the CD player and put on the first thing he could find. A banging started up.
"Please make it louder right now," begged Xander.
Giles turned up the music; Anya dragged Xander off the sofa.
"Come and dance with me sweetie," said Anya.
"Gladly, anything to take my mind off of upstairs," said Xander desperately.
Spike and Buffy came downstairs about twenty minutes later, hand in hand, smiling happily at the assembled guests.
"Hi guys, Merry Christmas," beamed Buffy.
Xander opened his mouth to say something; Giles looked at Xander and shook his head.
"Music's a bit bleedin' loud, hurts a vampire's ears," said Spike.
"Sorry man, we were just getting in the party mood," shrugged Oz.
Joyce turned the music down a little.
"Thank you mum," said Spike.
"Right, now that we are all here, I thought we might start the exchange of gifts," said Joyce.
Buffy rushed over to the tree.
"Not those ones honey, they're for Christmas day," smiled her mom.
"Sorry, getting ahead of myself here," Buffy apologised.
"I'll just go get mine, left it in the car," said Xander.
He returned a few moments later with a large, badly wrapped gift.
"For you Buffy, and Spike," said Xander awkwardly thrusting the present at them, Spike took it out of Xander's arms and placed it on the floor.
"Thanks mate," said Spike, touched by the gesture.
"Can I open it now?" asked Buffy with childlike enthusiasm.
"Yeah, go ahead love, this slushy gift stuff is more your kind of thing," said Spike.
Buffy tore the paper from the present, she looked at the gift, it was a beautifully engraved crib, with the words "Baby Lovejoy" etched on it, tears welled up in her eyes of the beauty of it.
"Xander made it all by himself," Said Anya proudly.
Spike ran his hand along the surface of the crib; it was as smooth as silk.
"It's striking," Spike said gruffly.
Spike went over to Xander and shook his hand and patted his back warmly.
"Oh, look you two are under the mistletoe," said Anya,
Spike shuddered.
"Well don't think you're getting a bleeding snog Harris, even my goodwill doesn't stretch that far," said Spike hastily moving away.
"Wasn't asking," said Xander.
"I'll give you one from the both of us," said Buffy kissing him on the cheek.
"Now that I like," said Xander grinning.
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They had all spent a pleasant evening together in the company of friends, but now it was the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not creature was stirring not even a vamp.
Spike and Giles were stretched out on the sofa, sipping sherry.
"This is very English, isn't?" said Giles.
"Yeah, I suppose it is, ever miss the old mother country?" asked Spike.
"Sometimes, especially when I use words no one else understands," said Giles.
"Funny that, how two nations can speak English so differently, good job you will be getting an English son-in-law," he smiled
Giles's jaw dropped open in astonishment.
"How did you know?" asked Giles.
"Oh, I don't know maybe it's the big rock, Buffy's mum has been sporting on her finger the last few weeks," said Spike arching an eyebrow.
"Does Buffy know?" asked Giles
"No, now if you'd bought Joyce a new pair of shoes, you might have got a reaction," grinned Spike.
Buffy came in from the kitchen, looking at them both.
"What ya talking about?" asked Buffy.
"Family," answered Giles.
"Yeah, having you here with mom, it's like having two parents again," said Buffy contentedly.
Giles flushed with pleasure at her words. Maybe this wasn't going to be so hard after all. Spike pulled Buffy onto his lap; she rested her head on his shoulder, breathing in the scent of him. Spike wrapped his free arm about her waist, placing his hand on the swell of her stomach. Her hand joined his, as they both felt their child move within.
"Little Spike, seems active tonight," he smiled at her.
"Well I guess she's just like her daddy," she said, kissing him on the lips.
"She?" asked Spike.
"I don't know, it's just a feeling I have been having of late, when I talk to the baby I have been thinking of it in the feminine sense," she replied.
"Buffy, remember, I don't mind what sex our child is, I am still awed by the miracle you've given me, everyday I look at you and wonder what I've done to deserve such happiness," he said emotionally.
Giles smiled to himself, deeply pleased at the devotion they so obviously had for one another.
"I think I will go and see if Joyce needs help in the kitchen," said Giles leaving them alone, already feeling like a third wheel. The couple on the sofa never even noticed as he exited the lounge, they were too busy drowning in each other's eyes.
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The four of them were seated around the table, the obligatory Christmas carols playing softly in the background.
"That was a beautiful meal Joyce, it just doesn't get any better than this," said Giles in contentment
"Oh I can think of better things, but then that's just me," said Spike.
Giles got up and topped up everyone's wine glasses, pouring the crimson liquid in each glass. Buffy contented herself with orange juice. Giles looked at Spike and Buffy nervously, and went to stand behind Joyce's chair.
"What's with the long faces?" asked Buffy.
Giles cleared his throat and took Joyce's hand.
"Your mother and I have an announcement to make," said Giles.
"Oh God you're not pregnant are you?" asked Buffy paling.
"Why does everyone always think it's that!" sighed Joyce.
"Oh, so your not?" breathed Buffy in relief.
"No, she's not, but you will be getting a new addition to the family, besides your own," said Giles.
"Ooh you're getting another dog?" asked Buffy.
"I have asked Joyce to be my wife, and luckily for me, she has agreed," said Giles looking at Buffy.
The CD ended, the room was silent, Joyce was sure if she concentrated hard enough, she could hear crickets chirping.
Buffy started crying.
"Buffy honey, I hope they are good tears?" asked her mom.
"Yeah, I think you can safely say they are," said Spike grinning.
Buffy launched herself into her mom's arms, kissing her cheek, suddenly remembering there were two people in this engagement.
"Oh, Giles, I always have thought of you as a father, and now you really will be," said Buffy, hugging him hard.
Giles took his handkerchief from his jacket pocket, he removed his glasses and wiped his eyes, Spike came forward and kissed his mother-in-law and shook hands with Giles.
"Way to go Rupes, never knew you had it in you," said Spike, winking at him.
"Well speaking of surprises, Xander's working on your one, should be finished by the time you get home," said Giles quietly.
"The whelp's not so bad when you get used to him, nice job he did on our Christmas gift, I have to say," said Spike.
The clock in the hall struck nine, Spike yawned and looked at Buffy.
"I'm just about ready for bed Buff, how about you?" Spike asked.
"What at nine o'clock? " she replied.
Spike motioned over to Joyce and Giles sitting together happily on the sofa.
"Maybe they'd like a little alone time," said Spike.
"Oh, okay you go up I will be with you in a minute," said Buffy.
Spike disappeared up the stairs.
"Going to bed now mom, Giles, don't want to be awake when Santa comes," she joked.
Buffy turned and headed towards the kitchen.
"Buffy? I thought bed was that way," said her mom pointing at the stairs.
"I know the way mom, just needed to get something from the kitchen," said Buffy as she left the room.
Buffy went into the kitchen and opened the fridge door; she looked on the food-laden shelves until she came across what she was looking for, Buffy picked up the spray cream from the shelf, noticing the post it note stuck on it's cap. NO, it said in big letters. Dammit grinned Buffy, her mother knew her too well, she sighed and put it back in its place. Spying the chocolate sauce on the next shelf, maybe that would be just as good, she looked at that, another post it note on the packet saying Uh-Uh. Buffy sighed and gave up, closing the fridge; she went upstairs to bed.
TBC
A/N the spray cream reference was from chapter 1 of my first strange bedfellows story (just in case any one was wondering) lol.
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Welcome To The Family
Chapter 16
Buffy and Spike were in their old room at her mom's house, Spike was unpacking their clothes while Buffy rested on the bed, They both couldn't stop grinning.
"Did you pack your entire contents of your wardrobe for the three days that we will be here?" he asked
"Well at least my clothes consist of more than a dozen red shirts and black jeans," she said sticking her tongue out at him.
"Well now we are a little bit richer, maybe you could help me buy some new things as long as you don't shop at the same store as Xander," he replied.
"I feel a shoe craving coming on," she smiled dreamily.
"No you bloody don't, we only have $50,000!" he growled.
"Oh, very funny, I don't spend that much," Buffy pouted.
Spike stopped unpacking and looked at his wife, an expression came over his face that she knew only too well.
"I've warned you about sticking out that bottom lip," he said touching the tip of his tongue to his own.
Buffy felt heat suffuse her body, arrested by his movements and held prisoner by his eyes. Damn maybe the thing about having a vampire's thrall was true after all. Well he seemed to melt her defences like no one ever had.
"Spike we will be down late for the party," she said half-heartedly.
"Well let's make it a quickie," he said, placing kisses along the column of her white throat, his blunt teeth grazing the skin.
She shivered with pleasure.
"Ok, you've convinced me," she sighed wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Always did tell you, you were an easy lay," he grinned.
Buffy thumped him hard on the arm.
"Ow, can't you take a joke? Pain kinda ruins the mood," he said.
"Well I shall just have to give you some pleasure then," she said kissing his arm where she'd just hit it.
Buffy flipped him over onto his back.
"Now you're getting it," he smiled.
"No, we both are, now shut up," she said kissing him hard on the lips.
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Willow and Oz entered the Summers home; Anya and Xander were already seated in the lounge. Willow smiled at Anya, who looked bored. Willow noticed there was no Buffy and Spike.
"So where's Buffy, Joyce?" asked Willow.
"She's upstairs changing, although why she needs to I don't know, she looked perfectly presentable," sighed Joyce.
"Oh you know, young girls and all," said Giles as he put his arm around Joyce.
"Guess I should by now," said Joyce smiling up at Giles.
"You kids look happy, you're not pregnant are you, has been known to happen, mother and daughter at the same time," joked Willow.
Giles choked on the mouthful of punch, he had just taken.
"Excuse me, while I fix Willow a plate," said Oz, leading her over to the snacks.
"This party is boring, there's not even any music," said Anya rudely.
Xander just flushed uncomfortably at Anya's outspokenness.
Joyce looked at her watch.
"Can't think what's keeping Buffy and Spike," said Joyce in confusion.
(Muffled voices from upstairs)
"Oh yeah, Oh Buffy," groaned a male voice
"Spike, big bad Spike," replied a female voice.
"Er um, I think music might be a really good idea right now," mumbled Giles, as he raced over to the CD player and put on the first thing he could find. A banging started up.
"Please make it louder right now," begged Xander.
Giles turned up the music; Anya dragged Xander off the sofa.
"Come and dance with me sweetie," said Anya.
"Gladly, anything to take my mind off of upstairs," said Xander desperately.
Spike and Buffy came downstairs about twenty minutes later, hand in hand, smiling happily at the assembled guests.
"Hi guys, Merry Christmas," beamed Buffy.
Xander opened his mouth to say something; Giles looked at Xander and shook his head.
"Music's a bit bleedin' loud, hurts a vampire's ears," said Spike.
"Sorry man, we were just getting in the party mood," shrugged Oz.
Joyce turned the music down a little.
"Thank you mum," said Spike.
"Right, now that we are all here, I thought we might start the exchange of gifts," said Joyce.
Buffy rushed over to the tree.
"Not those ones honey, they're for Christmas day," smiled her mom.
"Sorry, getting ahead of myself here," Buffy apologised.
"I'll just go get mine, left it in the car," said Xander.
He returned a few moments later with a large, badly wrapped gift.
"For you Buffy, and Spike," said Xander awkwardly thrusting the present at them, Spike took it out of Xander's arms and placed it on the floor.
"Thanks mate," said Spike, touched by the gesture.
"Can I open it now?" asked Buffy with childlike enthusiasm.
"Yeah, go ahead love, this slushy gift stuff is more your kind of thing," said Spike.
Buffy tore the paper from the present, she looked at the gift, it was a beautifully engraved crib, with the words "Baby Lovejoy" etched on it, tears welled up in her eyes of the beauty of it.
"Xander made it all by himself," Said Anya proudly.
Spike ran his hand along the surface of the crib; it was as smooth as silk.
"It's striking," Spike said gruffly.
Spike went over to Xander and shook his hand and patted his back warmly.
"Oh, look you two are under the mistletoe," said Anya,
Spike shuddered.
"Well don't think you're getting a bleeding snog Harris, even my goodwill doesn't stretch that far," said Spike hastily moving away.
"Wasn't asking," said Xander.
"I'll give you one from the both of us," said Buffy kissing him on the cheek.
"Now that I like," said Xander grinning.
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They had all spent a pleasant evening together in the company of friends, but now it was the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not creature was stirring not even a vamp.
Spike and Giles were stretched out on the sofa, sipping sherry.
"This is very English, isn't?" said Giles.
"Yeah, I suppose it is, ever miss the old mother country?" asked Spike.
"Sometimes, especially when I use words no one else understands," said Giles.
"Funny that, how two nations can speak English so differently, good job you will be getting an English son-in-law," he smiled
Giles's jaw dropped open in astonishment.
"How did you know?" asked Giles.
"Oh, I don't know maybe it's the big rock, Buffy's mum has been sporting on her finger the last few weeks," said Spike arching an eyebrow.
"Does Buffy know?" asked Giles
"No, now if you'd bought Joyce a new pair of shoes, you might have got a reaction," grinned Spike.
Buffy came in from the kitchen, looking at them both.
"What ya talking about?" asked Buffy.
"Family," answered Giles.
"Yeah, having you here with mom, it's like having two parents again," said Buffy contentedly.
Giles flushed with pleasure at her words. Maybe this wasn't going to be so hard after all. Spike pulled Buffy onto his lap; she rested her head on his shoulder, breathing in the scent of him. Spike wrapped his free arm about her waist, placing his hand on the swell of her stomach. Her hand joined his, as they both felt their child move within.
"Little Spike, seems active tonight," he smiled at her.
"Well I guess she's just like her daddy," she said, kissing him on the lips.
"She?" asked Spike.
"I don't know, it's just a feeling I have been having of late, when I talk to the baby I have been thinking of it in the feminine sense," she replied.
"Buffy, remember, I don't mind what sex our child is, I am still awed by the miracle you've given me, everyday I look at you and wonder what I've done to deserve such happiness," he said emotionally.
Giles smiled to himself, deeply pleased at the devotion they so obviously had for one another.
"I think I will go and see if Joyce needs help in the kitchen," said Giles leaving them alone, already feeling like a third wheel. The couple on the sofa never even noticed as he exited the lounge, they were too busy drowning in each other's eyes.
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The four of them were seated around the table, the obligatory Christmas carols playing softly in the background.
"That was a beautiful meal Joyce, it just doesn't get any better than this," said Giles in contentment
"Oh I can think of better things, but then that's just me," said Spike.
Giles got up and topped up everyone's wine glasses, pouring the crimson liquid in each glass. Buffy contented herself with orange juice. Giles looked at Spike and Buffy nervously, and went to stand behind Joyce's chair.
"What's with the long faces?" asked Buffy.
Giles cleared his throat and took Joyce's hand.
"Your mother and I have an announcement to make," said Giles.
"Oh God you're not pregnant are you?" asked Buffy paling.
"Why does everyone always think it's that!" sighed Joyce.
"Oh, so your not?" breathed Buffy in relief.
"No, she's not, but you will be getting a new addition to the family, besides your own," said Giles.
"Ooh you're getting another dog?" asked Buffy.
"I have asked Joyce to be my wife, and luckily for me, she has agreed," said Giles looking at Buffy.
The CD ended, the room was silent, Joyce was sure if she concentrated hard enough, she could hear crickets chirping.
Buffy started crying.
"Buffy honey, I hope they are good tears?" asked her mom.
"Yeah, I think you can safely say they are," said Spike grinning.
Buffy launched herself into her mom's arms, kissing her cheek, suddenly remembering there were two people in this engagement.
"Oh, Giles, I always have thought of you as a father, and now you really will be," said Buffy, hugging him hard.
Giles took his handkerchief from his jacket pocket, he removed his glasses and wiped his eyes, Spike came forward and kissed his mother-in-law and shook hands with Giles.
"Way to go Rupes, never knew you had it in you," said Spike, winking at him.
"Well speaking of surprises, Xander's working on your one, should be finished by the time you get home," said Giles quietly.
"The whelp's not so bad when you get used to him, nice job he did on our Christmas gift, I have to say," said Spike.
The clock in the hall struck nine, Spike yawned and looked at Buffy.
"I'm just about ready for bed Buff, how about you?" Spike asked.
"What at nine o'clock? " she replied.
Spike motioned over to Joyce and Giles sitting together happily on the sofa.
"Maybe they'd like a little alone time," said Spike.
"Oh, okay you go up I will be with you in a minute," said Buffy.
Spike disappeared up the stairs.
"Going to bed now mom, Giles, don't want to be awake when Santa comes," she joked.
Buffy turned and headed towards the kitchen.
"Buffy? I thought bed was that way," said her mom pointing at the stairs.
"I know the way mom, just needed to get something from the kitchen," said Buffy as she left the room.
Buffy went into the kitchen and opened the fridge door; she looked on the food-laden shelves until she came across what she was looking for, Buffy picked up the spray cream from the shelf, noticing the post it note stuck on it's cap. NO, it said in big letters. Dammit grinned Buffy, her mother knew her too well, she sighed and put it back in its place. Spying the chocolate sauce on the next shelf, maybe that would be just as good, she looked at that, another post it note on the packet saying Uh-Uh. Buffy sighed and gave up, closing the fridge; she went upstairs to bed.
TBC
A/N the spray cream reference was from chapter 1 of my first strange bedfellows story (just in case any one was wondering) lol.