Title: Daytime Visits
Author: Grizzled Rose
Summary & Disclaimer on first page
A/N: I am not clear on the system yet, but I do my work in Word so I have found that it doesn't copy to the net 100% the same. Also my spelling isn't the best so bear with me, and thank spell check so that the thing is even readable. The quote that Spike uses is something that I wrote up one night, so it all works.
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He awoke, keeping his eyes closed. 'Was that giggling' he thought to himself but quickly let the thought drop. He waited for a moment for the throbbing pain in his head to start the same one that followed after every night of heavy drinking. Nothing came. Then he heard the giggling again, followed by what sounded like birds?
Spikes eyes shot opening, and if it was possible he would have had a heartache. He was laying under a willow tree, in a meadow, in what looked like the English countryside. These things were strange, but nothing compares to the shock of seeing golden highlights on the entire seen. He quickly struggled to pull up to the tree's trunk, hiding himself from the warm touch of the sun. His mind had hit a wall head on, and everything shut down except for decades of self-preservation. Then the giggling changed into a full laugh. For the second time in a matter of minutes Spike slammed into a wall that his mind couldn't overcome. Everything shut down this time and he froze every thought, every movement.
"William! You silly, are you afraid of your shadow?" Followed by another string of giggles.
Spike slowly stood up, and pulled himself around the tree, and the site in front of him brought tears to his eyes. There was no fighting them, but what he couldn't figure out was, why was he crying? Joy, sadness, confusion, fear, or a mixture of all emotion? In a second he didn't care. All was forgotten as he made his way out in to the sun, and grabbed the girl up into his arms.
"Victoria!" Spike sobbed as he hugged the girl.
The girl pushed him off, a smile dancing across her face. " I missed you too."
"What was that luv?" Spikes calmed himself and looked at the angel in front of him. He took in how her hair seemed to shine in the sunlight, her blue eyes sparkled, and her smile glowed. Just like in his memories of a long time ago. She was wearing what passed as a Victorian sundress. It was then that he looked over him self. He was in a Victorian shirt and pants, but the vest, jacket and tie was all missing. It was then that he realized that he was wearing his glasses. "Bloody Hell!" Spike yelped as he ripped the glasses off his face.
Victoria laughed, and then calmed herself. "Really William, I have seen you in your glasses before." She smiled at him, and walked up and took his arm. "I understand that they don't go with the new look, but you don't have to worry about being the 'Big Bad' here." Spikes jaw dropped. He turned and stared at his sister, or well he wasn't sure what.
"Who are you?" He asked, venom dripping into his voice.
"Victoria, your sister." The girl answered.
"She died a bloody long time ago, she couldn't know about my 'image'." She glared at Spike with fire blazing behind her icy blue eyes. Her voice was low.
"I would think that you, of all people would understand that all things are possible. That the world is not black and white." Her eyes soften. "William, lets not worry about the how's and what's, in stead let's just use the time were given?" Spike gave her a smirk.
"Now there's the lil' hellcat that I 'member." He looked around once more and smiled what could it hurt? "So what are we going to do?" She walked up to him and circled around him. She then reached out and slapped him on the arm as hard as she could.
"Your it!" she yelled as she took off running through the meadow away from him. Spike cocked his head slightly to the side and smiled.
"Not for long." He whispered, and then run after her.
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The two ran around, and played as they did as small children. Enjoying them selves in the sunny meadow. As the sun began to make its way to the horizon the two found front row seats to the sun set. "I've missed this." Spike said his eyes on the fiery orb in the sky.
"The sunset?" Victoria asked.
"No, pet." He sighed. "The company. More then that even." He smiled at her. "Not that I don't really miss the company. It's just, the belonging, the feeling that I am wanted around for me. You know?" He looked back at the sunset. "The scoobies want me around for my strength, or my general help. Buffy wants me around because I am convent, just like a dog."
"Well, I wouldn't say exactly like a dog." Victoria added, with a small smile and giggle.
"And what would you know of it, young lady?!" Spike asked turning a hard eye on his little sister.
"William, I did grow up to have three children. I know what types of things happen behind closed doors." She smirked at him. Spike sighed, and once again returned his eyes to the horizon.
"Were you happy?" Spike asked like a scolded child.
"What?" Victoria asked him confused.
"In life, were you happy? I don't know what. What happen to you? Mother and father as well?" Victoria smiled at him.
"It was for the best William. Father dove into the shop, and mother became protective of me. After a few years I fell in love with a wonderful man. Father liked him, and mother believed he was good for me. They lived out their lives in comfort. I raised three delightful children that grow into good people. The shop past from father, to my husband, and then to my eldest boy. Yes, William I was happy, I still am."
"I am glad for you Vic, Wish I was there to see it."
"I know, but that wasn't your world. You've done some bad things William, but you're a better man for it." Spike laughed at that. "Really, I am proud of the man that you are now. You still have a ways to go, but I know if you want it, if you try for it you will succeed."
"Vic, the things I've done. I, I just don't know what I want anymore. I don't know where I belong anymore? Am I a vampire, a soulless killer in prison? Or a man?"
"You are you. William the bloody poet, Spike slayer of slayers. They are the same thing. They are just parts that make up the creature that you are now. Be true to your self, what feels right to you."
"We all must play the game by the rules, using the hand dealt to us by fate from the deck stacked by destiny." Spike mumbled as the sun disappeared behind the green hills.
"I like that, who is that?" Victoria asked
"I've gotten better, a hundred and some years of practice helps." Spike chuckled.
"I see." Victoria giggled.
"Yeah"
The sky darkens and the stars slowly made their presence known. Victoria sighed.
"I've missed you, you know?"
"And I you." Spike replied looking over to his sister.
"I love you William, and I am proud of you." She leaned over and gave him a small kiss on the forehead, then stood and backed away slowly. " I have to go William."
"I love you too Vic," Spike said as the tears already started to fall from his eyes once again. Victoria was slowly fading from his site.
"I will see you again, and by the way Happy Birthday William." She was gone.
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The pain exploding from his head told him that he was awake for real this time. Back in the 'real' world, where he was alone.
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Author: Grizzled Rose
Summary & Disclaimer on first page
A/N: I am not clear on the system yet, but I do my work in Word so I have found that it doesn't copy to the net 100% the same. Also my spelling isn't the best so bear with me, and thank spell check so that the thing is even readable. The quote that Spike uses is something that I wrote up one night, so it all works.
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He awoke, keeping his eyes closed. 'Was that giggling' he thought to himself but quickly let the thought drop. He waited for a moment for the throbbing pain in his head to start the same one that followed after every night of heavy drinking. Nothing came. Then he heard the giggling again, followed by what sounded like birds?
Spikes eyes shot opening, and if it was possible he would have had a heartache. He was laying under a willow tree, in a meadow, in what looked like the English countryside. These things were strange, but nothing compares to the shock of seeing golden highlights on the entire seen. He quickly struggled to pull up to the tree's trunk, hiding himself from the warm touch of the sun. His mind had hit a wall head on, and everything shut down except for decades of self-preservation. Then the giggling changed into a full laugh. For the second time in a matter of minutes Spike slammed into a wall that his mind couldn't overcome. Everything shut down this time and he froze every thought, every movement.
"William! You silly, are you afraid of your shadow?" Followed by another string of giggles.
Spike slowly stood up, and pulled himself around the tree, and the site in front of him brought tears to his eyes. There was no fighting them, but what he couldn't figure out was, why was he crying? Joy, sadness, confusion, fear, or a mixture of all emotion? In a second he didn't care. All was forgotten as he made his way out in to the sun, and grabbed the girl up into his arms.
"Victoria!" Spike sobbed as he hugged the girl.
The girl pushed him off, a smile dancing across her face. " I missed you too."
"What was that luv?" Spikes calmed himself and looked at the angel in front of him. He took in how her hair seemed to shine in the sunlight, her blue eyes sparkled, and her smile glowed. Just like in his memories of a long time ago. She was wearing what passed as a Victorian sundress. It was then that he looked over him self. He was in a Victorian shirt and pants, but the vest, jacket and tie was all missing. It was then that he realized that he was wearing his glasses. "Bloody Hell!" Spike yelped as he ripped the glasses off his face.
Victoria laughed, and then calmed herself. "Really William, I have seen you in your glasses before." She smiled at him, and walked up and took his arm. "I understand that they don't go with the new look, but you don't have to worry about being the 'Big Bad' here." Spikes jaw dropped. He turned and stared at his sister, or well he wasn't sure what.
"Who are you?" He asked, venom dripping into his voice.
"Victoria, your sister." The girl answered.
"She died a bloody long time ago, she couldn't know about my 'image'." She glared at Spike with fire blazing behind her icy blue eyes. Her voice was low.
"I would think that you, of all people would understand that all things are possible. That the world is not black and white." Her eyes soften. "William, lets not worry about the how's and what's, in stead let's just use the time were given?" Spike gave her a smirk.
"Now there's the lil' hellcat that I 'member." He looked around once more and smiled what could it hurt? "So what are we going to do?" She walked up to him and circled around him. She then reached out and slapped him on the arm as hard as she could.
"Your it!" she yelled as she took off running through the meadow away from him. Spike cocked his head slightly to the side and smiled.
"Not for long." He whispered, and then run after her.
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The two ran around, and played as they did as small children. Enjoying them selves in the sunny meadow. As the sun began to make its way to the horizon the two found front row seats to the sun set. "I've missed this." Spike said his eyes on the fiery orb in the sky.
"The sunset?" Victoria asked.
"No, pet." He sighed. "The company. More then that even." He smiled at her. "Not that I don't really miss the company. It's just, the belonging, the feeling that I am wanted around for me. You know?" He looked back at the sunset. "The scoobies want me around for my strength, or my general help. Buffy wants me around because I am convent, just like a dog."
"Well, I wouldn't say exactly like a dog." Victoria added, with a small smile and giggle.
"And what would you know of it, young lady?!" Spike asked turning a hard eye on his little sister.
"William, I did grow up to have three children. I know what types of things happen behind closed doors." She smirked at him. Spike sighed, and once again returned his eyes to the horizon.
"Were you happy?" Spike asked like a scolded child.
"What?" Victoria asked him confused.
"In life, were you happy? I don't know what. What happen to you? Mother and father as well?" Victoria smiled at him.
"It was for the best William. Father dove into the shop, and mother became protective of me. After a few years I fell in love with a wonderful man. Father liked him, and mother believed he was good for me. They lived out their lives in comfort. I raised three delightful children that grow into good people. The shop past from father, to my husband, and then to my eldest boy. Yes, William I was happy, I still am."
"I am glad for you Vic, Wish I was there to see it."
"I know, but that wasn't your world. You've done some bad things William, but you're a better man for it." Spike laughed at that. "Really, I am proud of the man that you are now. You still have a ways to go, but I know if you want it, if you try for it you will succeed."
"Vic, the things I've done. I, I just don't know what I want anymore. I don't know where I belong anymore? Am I a vampire, a soulless killer in prison? Or a man?"
"You are you. William the bloody poet, Spike slayer of slayers. They are the same thing. They are just parts that make up the creature that you are now. Be true to your self, what feels right to you."
"We all must play the game by the rules, using the hand dealt to us by fate from the deck stacked by destiny." Spike mumbled as the sun disappeared behind the green hills.
"I like that, who is that?" Victoria asked
"I've gotten better, a hundred and some years of practice helps." Spike chuckled.
"I see." Victoria giggled.
"Yeah"
The sky darkens and the stars slowly made their presence known. Victoria sighed.
"I've missed you, you know?"
"And I you." Spike replied looking over to his sister.
"I love you William, and I am proud of you." She leaned over and gave him a small kiss on the forehead, then stood and backed away slowly. " I have to go William."
"I love you too Vic," Spike said as the tears already started to fall from his eyes once again. Victoria was slowly fading from his site.
"I will see you again, and by the way Happy Birthday William." She was gone.
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The pain exploding from his head told him that he was awake for real this time. Back in the 'real' world, where he was alone.
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