Disclaimer: That's just brilliant! Absolutely sodding wonderful, I've just got off of the phone to my lawyer, apparently I Melanie Thomas own NOTHING to do with Buffy The Vampire Slayer. So I have no rights to any of the profits and I'm not legally allowed to use any of Joss's character's without writing a disclaimer. So here Joss, Here's your goddamning Disclaimer! I OWN NOTHING! (Rant now over)
Title: Tired Hearts
A/N: I've got lots to say so skip this if you don't want to be bored! I'm really sorry it's been ages since I've updated! Last Sunday (17th August) was my 18th birthday! Which is great I went to London where my bested uncles in the whole entire world throw me this huge house party… home made Vodka jelly is the last thing I can remember, then Sunday back in the midlands my mum, dad and me threw this huge barbeque where like 50 people turned up from 2pm-2am so Monday I only worked half a day (afternoon).
Then Tuesday to Friday I was organising a massive sale in the shop, which meant new window display, computer technology to be discovered and used and the good ol' sale tickets that manually had to be written out for over 300 different items of clothes. Then Nathan's (my lush boyfriend) sister was coming over from Australia where she lives so flat had to be completely spotless! So Monday was bank holiday and fish had to be transported from my mums to my flat. And Nathan's other sister is throwing a barbeque tonight. So I'm at work and I'm going to try so hard to give you a good chapter worth the wait… might be short but I'll try!
Oh and can I just say I haven't seen Buffy season seven part two, so when people (not mentioning names) put how it ends in their summaries it really annoys me, hope you all agree. Love you all Mel xx
Dawn was asleep in the pull out sofa in the front room Spike and Buffy were in the bedroom with a glass of wine each. It was reaching one am but neither seemed to care. Buffy slowly sipped her Rosa wine which she had decide was her favourite kind, white and red weren't as sweet. Spike didn't really like white or red either so it seemed a good compromise. They could hear Dawns soft snoring and it reminded them both of how thin the inside wall were. They wanted to go to Spikes and have their wicked way with each other but with the fear of somebody coming in while they were preoccupied scared them both.
Softly Spike took Buffy's free hand and kissed it longingly. The moisture of his lips shocked Buffy's skin and caused Goosebumps to appear all over her skin. She blinked heavily slowly opening her eyes to look directly into Spikes. The piercing blue shocked her as they came closer. He kissed her slightly parted lips with his closed. It was a light yet long lingering kiss that left them both aching for more. Buffy found it hard to control her emotions. She ducked her head so she could kiss his neck, her hands shaking slightly and the wine glass physically moving with her. Spike gently removed it from her soft grasp and put it on the bedside cabinet along with his. When free his right hand immediately entangled with her blonde hair freely flowing through it. Buffy reacted similarly bringing her left hand to his cheekbones, stroking them softly with her fingers. Finally after what seemed to be an age to Buffy, Spike kissed her passionately. Their tongues swept across each other's and they moaned when they broke away due to lack of oxygen. Spike's smirked played across his features as he stared into the now green eyes. They seemed to change depending on her mood or the light. His hands wandered knowingly across her body. He reached her stomach and Buffy flinched as he stroked tenderly. The past moment had been so touching and soft but the second Spike came in contact with her stomach she pushed him away.
"Spike, we can't do anything." She whispered afraid of Dawn hearing, partly ashamed of the lie she was about to tell, she didn't want to scare Spike, she was frightened herself and in her confusion she didn't want to bring Spike into it.
Buffy was on the pill had been while she was in America, her and a woman's monthly friend were more like enemy's. The doctor suggested that she took the pill to keep them in check. But she was supposed to have been visited a week ago and still she waited. When Spike caressed her stomach she couldn't help but feel for a second an over whelming sense of love and understanding. It was as if he knew, because in the back of her mind she knew it was true. She was pregnant, with Spike's child. And she was so happy. But usually when something resulted in a good feeling they went crashing down to ground at a head-breaking rate. She had proof. Angel, she was so happy and then he showed his true colours. He tried to rape her; he cheated on her and took a lot of respect away from her. Spike had rebuilt that; she trusted him and yet dared not let him know. She had a pregnancy test in the kitchen that she was going to use to confirm her feelings. She couldn't tell him until she was 100% sure herself.
"Buffy?" Spike asked again. This time she seemed to register him in her thoughts and smiled at him turning her head on the side as if to ask him what was wrong.
Spike had become confused he had caressed her stomach for a second, and she had pushed him away. It was obviously her period but she had never pushed him away before. She used to pull him towards her and let him take her. Drusilla had use to have awful periods, for a week she'd howl he wasn't allowed near her and she'd slap him if he touched her, but Buffy was soft, she never let them become an excuse. For that reason he respected her. But for that brief moment she had snapped and then gone silent, for a minute he had tried to contact her, talk to her and yet she wouldn't respond. She just sat watching herself twiddle her thumbs while she sat crossed legged.
"You alright luv?" Spike asked truly concerned, she nodded and smiled she looked once again at her hands and quietly asked him to leave.
"What?" Spike asked hearing her but not believing it.
"Buffy what have I done wrong?" he asked really confused now, he thought his earlier actions over in his head once again and still found no wrong in them. Buffy looked at him his eyes now an ice blue.
"I just don't feel well, and umm I want a bit of piece." She tried to smile but found it hard. She didn't want to kick Spike out but it would make it better in the long run.
"S'pose I'll be going then," he picked up his shoes and began putting them on. Buffy saw him to the front door and heard him mutter, "Don't wanna stay where I ent wanted." By this time he had reached his door and was fumbling with his keys.
"Spike it's not like that…" she was interrupted by his door slamming behind him.
Feeling tired and hurt by her own actions she slipped quietly to the kitchen where she took the hidden pregnancy test and placed it on the side. The argument with Spike had made her bladder fill and as she read the instructions she began to sob. She wanted Spike here with her, pacing, as she knew he would be. But she couldn't go now it was all her fault. She had been stubborn, made him leave. She heard the letter box flutter as someone put something through it. Her mind started to panic and she ran to the door and opened it to see who would be delivering a note at this time at night. As she looked down the empty corridor she let out a sigh. Deep down she knew who it would be. She wanted to open the letter and read the nasty comment she knew would be in there but she hadn't the strength. Now she had an excuse so closing the door she banged on Spike's. He opened it almost immediately and saw her with a frown cursing her pretty face. That's it he thought she's come to tell me it's over. Return my stuff and kick me while she does it. But instead she cried. A small hiccup came to her lips and Spike hugged her to him. She told him about the new letter she was yet to open her face looking tired and angry. She told him she was yet to open it and before she invited him over they were already in her flat.
"I'll make us some coffees go to the bedroom and I'll meet you in there." He said in a sturdy English voice.
Buffy was glad for him to take control. Then it hit her, she remembered that she'd left the pregnancy test in all it's glory in the kitchen, she ran to stop Spike but when she got to the kitchen the kettle was boiling and Spike was holding the pregnancy test in his hands. He looked into her eyes, put down the test and walked to the kettle where he poured to coffees. He reached into the cabinet where Buffy kept all her liquor and took out some brandy, which he poured generously into his coffee.
"Think we need to talk." He said handing her the two coffees. Buffy knew she was to take them to the bedroom, and she did exactly that. Spike picked up the pregnancy test and the letter and followed her. He sat on the bed and blew into his coffee, which Buffy had put on his side. He chuckled at the thought that they had sides to the bed.
"What you laughing at?" Buffy asked nervously. She scolded herself for leaving it out. She shouldn't have bothered Spike.
"Nothing. Now spill." He said waving the test box in his left hand. Gently he placed it onto the bed and took a gulp of the burning brandy/coffee mix.
"Well its quite obvious." She snapped. Defend yourself she thought.
"Well are you?" he asked a slight glimmering to his eyes. The thought of Buffy holding their child in her arms floated into his mind. It was one of the happiest thoughts he had ever had. And he gave in away by the smile hat played on his pale lips.
"I don't know… well that's what that's for." She gestured towards the box.
"Well we've got two choices… Pregnancy test now letter later, or letter now pregnancy test later. It's up to you." He said praying she'd choose the first option.
"Well we know that will be nasty. Either way this could be quite pleasant." Slowly she picked up the testing kit and walked towards the bathroom, Spike practically on her heels.
"Wait here." She said as she closed the bathroom door in his face.
Five minutes later Buffy and Spike were perched on the bath Spike holding the pregnancy tester in his hands waiting for it to change.
"Right, luv, one line means?"
"Negative."
"Yep, and two lines means…"
"Positive."
"Ok. Umm well," he threw the tester into the sink and took Buffy into his arms and spun the featherweight girl around. Slowly he put it down and smiled as he kissed Buffy passionately on the mouth.
"Two lines." He said breathlessly. Buffy ran to the sink and looked into the bowl. Staring back at her were two bright blue lines. A small smile crossed her pink lips and she put a trembling hand over her mouth. She had never thought of having children, but now she was pregnant and she had never been happier before in her whole life. Spike was also ecstatic gently he gathered her into his arms and gently stroked her belly, his life was growing inside her, there would soon be a small new person running around this earth and they had preformed this miracle. Spike spun her around and looked into the eyes of his Childs mother and kissed her, for this reason alone he pushed his love for her up another 10 notches. She was beautiful and when she began to grow she would be even more beautiful.
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Buffy woke up and found her lover wrapped around her purring in his sleep and stroking her stomach. Last night they had been so happy they never opened the letter. She looked at the clock and heard a noise coming from the sitting room. She wriggled herself from Spike's vice like grip and walked quietly from the room to the sitting room. Dawn was up watching cartoons on the telly and holding a bowl full of fruit loops. As she shovelled another large spoonful into her mouth Buffy sat next to her.
"Whatcha doing?" Buffy asked rather child like.
"Nothing." Dawn replied. "Buffy have you got work today?" Buffy nodded becoming engrossed in the cartoon,
"Do you think if I ask really nicely, that Willow and Tara will give me a
Job? Then I can do my own thing, but not without yours and Spike permission. Obviously."
"Obviously," Buffy mimicked. "Well you can ask but I don't know if Willow and Tara can. Ok?" she said aware that Dawn's smiled had doubled.
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Getting ready for work was nice when Buffy knew her two favourite people were coming with her, Spike was up washed and change. Buffy saw the letter on her bed stand and stroke her stomach.
"Look what Daddy forgot honey." She giggled, now she could get away with talking to herself, and not be called crazy. They were going to tell Dawn in a minute and butterflies were fluttering around in her stomach. Once her hair was in place she finally graced Dawn and Spike with her presence in the front room. Dawn was chattering away about something or other and Spike was graciously listening. Buffy coughed causing a flash of worry to take over Spikes face, and Dawn to shut up instantly.
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Dawn squealed. The sound was so loud that Spike had to cover his ears.
"Oh my god! Oh my God! Congratulations. I mean… I'm going to be an auntie! And moms gonna be… have you told mom? Oh my God!"
"Yes bit you will be an auntie, yes your mums gonna be a grandma and no we ain't told her yet let alone anyone else so don't spoil the surprise." Spike Said, a grin playing his lips, Dawn had certainly taken it well. She was practically doing back flips! Dawn started running about and giggling unable to contain her excitement.
The doorbell took them by surprise Buffy ran to get it while Spike told Dawn the importance of keeping stum. Xander was standing behind the door his hand in his hair. He looked slightly tired and smiled as Buffy opened the door.
"Hey Buffster," Xander grinned. "Umm thought that Spike might need to get some work done so I thought I'd take Dawn out to the cinemas and then she can come to the diner later when my shift starts." He grinned again causing Buffy's emotional heart to drop.
"Arrrr. Xander you're so sweet, come in, please, sorry it's a bit of a mess." Xander just smiled as he followed Buffy through the tidy hallway.
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Within minutes Dawn and Xander had left the Flat and Spike and Buffy were left on their own. Buffy looked at the sofa arm and noticed the un-read letter. She picked it up and opened it sliding the cheap paper from its envelope. Slowly she read the message each word sinking deeper and deeper beneath her Skin. She stalked to the kitchen slamming the door behind her. Spike was elbow high in washing up.
"Who's Harmony?" She shouted.
Spike pulled his hands free from the water and dried them on the tea towel,
"What?" Spike quizzed.
"Harmony, Drusilla, a pub… I know Spike. Thanks to my stalker, I know. Shame you couldn't tell me yourself."
"Buffy what?" Spike asked confused he ripped the letter from her hand. He opened the flimsy paper and stared at the red writing.
Ask him… Ask him bout harmony.
Drusilla, he loved her more than he does you,
His dark princess she was.
Went put cheated on her,
All the time, Harmony.
Dawn's met her… he introduced your sister
To his bit on the side.
Ask her, Bout the waitress on George st
She met her.
Told you, he's no good Buffy
You're worth 10 of him.
Be mine.
Spike stared bemused. He'd watched him, and the little bit. The Wanker was as good as dead.
"Buffy I can explain."
But it was too late Buffy had stormed from the flat and left Spike by himself. There was no point following her. She wouldn't listen. Anyway she had to come home. She just had to.
He left the flat his mind a colourful rainbow of words and things he would do if he got to this stalker before Buffy or the police.
A/N: I've got square eyes! Everything's blurry I've been working that hard for you! Now be lovely and review… go on… Please… I'll love you forever.