Disclaimer: Still nothing belongs to me.
Author's note: This is the second chapter where Spike makes his choice.
Chapter two
"Oi! Powers, where are you?"
"Did you make your decision already?"
Again he jumped.
"Why do you keep insisting on coming out of nowhere? Yes, it is made. Make me alive again."
"Why this choice?"
"None of your business!" He growled.
A zap, a flash and he woke up in a soft bed. He could feel his heartbeat and the warmth of his body.
"William!"
He recognized that voice, but that was impossible. It was the voice of. An older woman walked into the room.
"Mother."
"William, what are you still doing in bed? I thought you had a very important party to go to?"
"I. Yes, I do, Mother. I'll be downstairs in a minute."
"Good. Now hurry, your sister is waiting."
He nodded, completely confused. He came out of bed and sought out his wardrobe. That was still the same. He hated those tweed suits. In a glance, he looked in the mirror. That was William, but not entirely. His hair was in the old Victorian style, but his body was that of the 21ste century Spike. And he could see fine without glasses.
He grinned when he thought of the possibilities. He put on a black suit with a white silk shirt and tie. Next step was the hair. He cut it short and combed it back, for the first time in years with a mirror.
"Yeah, this will have to do."
He walked downstairs and opened the doors to the salon. Amaused he heard the gasp of his mother and sister.
"What did you do to your hair? And where are your glasses?"
"I like it this way, mother. I wanted something different. Come on, sis, you don't want to be late, now do you?"
"Don't make a fool out of yourself, William. You'll walk into a tree without glasses." He laughed at her, a full, rich sound. She was surprised, it was the first time she heard that from her older brother.
"No worries, Janey, I won't disappoint you, I promise."
He led her to the awaiting coach and told her driver where to go. Janey was impressed with the transformation of her brother.
"What happened to you, that your are in such a good mood?"
"I have had a dream, my dear Janey, and that dream told me how my future would be like. And I realised it was not for me."
She wasn't all too happy with that answer, but William clearly didn't want to say anything else.
Author's note: This is the second chapter where Spike makes his choice.
Chapter two
"Oi! Powers, where are you?"
"Did you make your decision already?"
Again he jumped.
"Why do you keep insisting on coming out of nowhere? Yes, it is made. Make me alive again."
"Why this choice?"
"None of your business!" He growled.
A zap, a flash and he woke up in a soft bed. He could feel his heartbeat and the warmth of his body.
"William!"
He recognized that voice, but that was impossible. It was the voice of. An older woman walked into the room.
"Mother."
"William, what are you still doing in bed? I thought you had a very important party to go to?"
"I. Yes, I do, Mother. I'll be downstairs in a minute."
"Good. Now hurry, your sister is waiting."
He nodded, completely confused. He came out of bed and sought out his wardrobe. That was still the same. He hated those tweed suits. In a glance, he looked in the mirror. That was William, but not entirely. His hair was in the old Victorian style, but his body was that of the 21ste century Spike. And he could see fine without glasses.
He grinned when he thought of the possibilities. He put on a black suit with a white silk shirt and tie. Next step was the hair. He cut it short and combed it back, for the first time in years with a mirror.
"Yeah, this will have to do."
He walked downstairs and opened the doors to the salon. Amaused he heard the gasp of his mother and sister.
"What did you do to your hair? And where are your glasses?"
"I like it this way, mother. I wanted something different. Come on, sis, you don't want to be late, now do you?"
"Don't make a fool out of yourself, William. You'll walk into a tree without glasses." He laughed at her, a full, rich sound. She was surprised, it was the first time she heard that from her older brother.
"No worries, Janey, I won't disappoint you, I promise."
He led her to the awaiting coach and told her driver where to go. Janey was impressed with the transformation of her brother.
"What happened to you, that your are in such a good mood?"
"I have had a dream, my dear Janey, and that dream told me how my future would be like. And I realised it was not for me."
She wasn't all too happy with that answer, but William clearly didn't want to say anything else.