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etc... except of course the ones I make up.
Summary: Spike and Buffy are going to have a baby together!!! I know, I know, it's been done about a million times but I promise that this one is different. Anyway, it also deals with all different types of families that could exist in the Buffyverse.
Spoilers: None really
Continuity: It's the sequel to "Apocalypse now... Again". However, you don't really need to read it to understand this fic. It picks up a few weeks after where "Apocalypse Now... Again" leaves off. Also, I just thought I'd point out that Tara is alive and with Willow, both witches are living with Buffy. Also, Xander and Anya are married.
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FAMILY
Chapter 32: When the Light Go Out
Buffy thought, at first, when the lights went out, that she was merely drifting off to sleep from sheer exhaustion. The looks and noises of shock from the people around her made her realize that it wasn't though, and that a blanket of darkness had truly fallen over the hospital. Buffy heard the jingling of keys as Willow pulled her key chain flashlight out of her bag.
"Is everyone okay?" The redhead asked, as she looked around to make sure that no one but the core group was in the room. When she was sure it was safe, she mumbled something in Latin and a great ball of light illuminated the room.
"Yeah, we're good," Dawn answered as she recovered hastily from her own surprise. "What happened? Blackout?"
"No," Tara replied quickly, her eyes traveling around the room. "No. Hospitals have backup generators for blackouts and stuff. And look, Buffy's heart monitor is still going while the lights are still out."
"So what then?" Spike asked, his face screwed up from squinting at the light in the room. "You think it's magic?"
"What else?"
"Oh God!" Buffy cried out in a shocked sort of moan, "Kat. It's gotta be about Kat."
"Do you think it's the Zeta Khans?" Xander asked.
"No," Spike told him. "We took them all out. Dawn said she killed the ones that we didn't get. Dawn, are you sure?" He waited for a reply. "Dawn?"
The younger slayer was already heading out the door toward the nursery when Spike ran hurriedly after her. He grabbed her arm and pulled her around, back toward the room. She shook his hand off angrily, confusion shining in her bright green eyes.
"What the hell-"
"Where are you going?"
"To the nursery. We have to get there now!"
"You're in no condition to be fighting!"
"Don't tell me that! I'm fine! Spike, you're insane if you think I'm not gonna fight for her... that's my niece some sick bastards are after!"
"Yeah? And that's my daughter?"
Dawn groaned in frustration as she grabbed his arm. "Then why are you still standing here?"
Upon those words, the two of them began to run down the hall toward the nursery, which was on the other side of the floor. Dawn's heart was pounding furiously in her chest and throat, and Spike could hear that same pounding in his ears, and it felt as if it were his own. Though it may not have been the right time, he felt a swell of pride at seeing Dawn running beside him. She had just gotten the living shit kicked out of her, and yet there she was, getting right back on the bleeding horse.
He'd have to remember to mention that after all of this was over.
Dawn could feel Spike's eyes on her as they ran. She wondered what he was thinking or why he was staring at her the way he was, but then she was distracted by the throbbing pain in the joints of her right leg. There had been no serious damage done there, just some sprained muscles that were already healing five times as fast as any normal person's. But still, one day wasn't exactly enough to make it all better and she felt the ache of her healing muscles as she ran.
For a moment, Dawn wanted to stop, even though she knew the nursery was right around the corner. She dulled the pain in her leg by reminding herself that in life, especially in hers, there are a lot more important things than pain. There were also a lot more important things in her life than herself.
Dawn and Spike both saw the plate of glass that separated the newborns from their families as they approached the nursery. The lights were out in there as well, and they could hear the cries of at least half a dozen frightened babies. Spike felt another swell of panic as he listened to the babies, because he didn't hear the cry that sounded like Kat's.
She were about to enter the nursery when out of the corner of her eye, Dawn saw something dark and shadowy moving just out of sight around the corner of the hospital wing. She wondered if it were maybe a doctor or nurse or running to a frightened patient down the hall, but her instincts told her otherwise.
"Is there anyone in there?" Dawn called to Spike.
"Yeah," he told her as he left the nursery. "A nurse, unconscious. Kat's missing."
Dawn got a chill from the quiet evenness in which Spike told her this. He was obviously freaking out, she could see it in the way his eyes were glazing over as he tried desperately to think of a way to find her. Before he got further than 'how do I tell Buffy?' Dawn was tugging on his wrist.
"This way!" She instructed him as they ran in the direction of the dark figure which Spike had seen. As soon as they turned the corner of the long hall, Spike's senses went mad. His head spun and he could feel that whatever took his child was maybe a few meters away. He saw to his right a door that led to an emergency staircase and wordlessly he turned into it. Dawn followed without question.
Once they were inside, she saw Spike studying the stairs. "Wait, up or down?"
He considered this for a moment and then, "up."
"Up? Why up? Wouldn't they wanna go down to get out of the hospital?"
"Unless their exit is from the top."
Dawn nodded as she began to run. "Right, up it is then."
They went up three flights of stairs when they saw them two flights ahead, two dark figured dressed in all black. Spike and Dawn increased their speed until they were on the tails of the perps. Once Dawn was less that five feet away from the one she saw was not holding the baby, she leapt forward and tackled the villain.
The other stopped and turned around, Kat secure and amazingly calm in his arms. Dawn scrambled to her feet with his partner's head in her hands. "Take a step back onto the platform, or I twist his head off."
Dawn watched as the one holding Kat looked from his accomplice to the stairs going up to the roof. He made a move toward those stairs but faster than he could charge the door, Spike had maneuvered between him and it. The vampire changed into his demonic guise and wiggled his finger to let the figure holding Kat know that he wanted him to step onto the landing next to him. He did so slowly and Dawn moved up with the other still in her grasp.
"Take off your mask," she commanded it, and slowly it did.
Dawn was shocked to see who it was, was a familiar face. Of all the evils in the world she never thought that it would be them to make the final attempt at trying to steal Kat away from Buffy and Spike. They had done some disgusting and horrible things before, but never had they sunk as low as kidnapping an infant.
The man holding Kat was Nigel, one of the council who Dawn had met before when they were doing the review on Buffy. His face was full of remorse as he looked from Dawn to Spike, to who, Dawn assumed, was another member of the council. It made Dawn sick to her stomach to know that his remorse was not for having taken Kat, but for not succeeding in doing so.
Dawn pulled the mask off of the man she was holding to reveal a council member that neither she not Spike recognized. He was relatively young, looked about Wesley's age when he first came to Sunnydale. She shook her head in disgust and tightened her grip around his head.
"Nigel."
"Ms. Summers," he replied, embarrassment rising in red in his cheeks.
"Would you mind handing Kaitlin over to Spike?" She asked in a voice that was eerily calm. She watched him hand the baby to Spike who pressed her firmly and securely against his chest. His face shifted back to its normal appearance once he was holding her. Dawn felt better already as she watched Spike check his tiny daughter for injuries of any kind.
"Thank you."
Nigel and the other remained wordless.
"You know, you have done some disgusting things in your time but this... this was just... disgusting. Had you been planning this all along?"
Nigel nodded. "Yes. Since the day we found out about your sister's pregnancy."
"When I spoke to Travers on the phone?"
"No, no, long before that. We just came after that particular conversation so you lot wouldn't suspect anything."
Dawn and Spike's eyes met for the briefest moment as they both realized that it wasn't Dawn's fault. She felt a swell of relief and she knew that Spike was feeling pangs of guilt that she wished he wouldn't. It was over, done. They had to live in the now.
And Spike finally spoke. "Why?"
"Why?" The younger one Dawn was holding asked in revolted response. "You think we'd just let a vampire and a slayer have a disgusting bastard child and not do anything about it."
Dawn completely enraged by what the man had just said, threw him against the wall so that his head cracked against it. When he was on the ground moaning in pain, Dawn stepped forward and kicked him in the face. He cried out as blood from his broken nose gushed down his face, over his lips and onto the floor.
"Don't you ever talk about my niece like that again! Do you understand me? I'm about two seconds away from killing you both as it is."
Spike tried to cut in, to calm her," Dawn..."
"She," the councilman began, pointing angrily at the child in Spike's arms, "is an abomination."
Dawn sighed heavily and shook her head. "I warned you." She took his head between her hands and just as she was about to snap it...
"Dawn, no!" Spike shouted at her. She stopped just before she was about to twist his head right off.
"And why the hell not?"
"Because as wretched and horrible as these people are, nothing can redeem you from the taking of a human life. Don't ruin yourself. They are still human."
"Just barely." Dawn shook her head. "Fine, you get your 'get out of jail free' but now Nigel, answer me. Was he telling the truth? Was why he said why you were taking that baby. And don't bullshit me, I've had a long day."
Nigel's eyes flitted quickly from his cohort and back to Dawn before he answered. "That it why. We could allow our slayer to have such a child."
Dawn stared at him intently for an agonizing minute before relenting and accepting it for what they said it to be. "Fine, then." She turned to Spike. "Is she okay?" She asked, her voice softening as she referred to the baby.
Spike nodded. "Yeah. She's fine."
"Okay. Oh, and by the way, you guys, for a bunch of supposed intellectuals who sit around all day with nothing to do, this was the lamest plan ever," she was the council members cringe satisfactorily before addressing Spike.
"So what now? Cops?"
"I suppose. Oh! But one more thing." Spike stepped toward Nigel, shifted Kat into his left arm, and punched Nigel in the nose, breaking it easily. Nigel lifted his hands up to his injured nose and groaned in agony.
"What was that?" Dawn asked with a smile playing at the corner of her full lips.
"Well I thought I'd even their faces out. You know, for evenness' sake."
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TBC...
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OMG!!! Just one more chapter to go you guys! Hooray! :-D
Summary: Spike and Buffy are going to have a baby together!!! I know, I know, it's been done about a million times but I promise that this one is different. Anyway, it also deals with all different types of families that could exist in the Buffyverse.
Spoilers: None really
Continuity: It's the sequel to "Apocalypse now... Again". However, you don't really need to read it to understand this fic. It picks up a few weeks after where "Apocalypse Now... Again" leaves off. Also, I just thought I'd point out that Tara is alive and with Willow, both witches are living with Buffy. Also, Xander and Anya are married.
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FAMILY
Chapter 32: When the Light Go Out
Buffy thought, at first, when the lights went out, that she was merely drifting off to sleep from sheer exhaustion. The looks and noises of shock from the people around her made her realize that it wasn't though, and that a blanket of darkness had truly fallen over the hospital. Buffy heard the jingling of keys as Willow pulled her key chain flashlight out of her bag.
"Is everyone okay?" The redhead asked, as she looked around to make sure that no one but the core group was in the room. When she was sure it was safe, she mumbled something in Latin and a great ball of light illuminated the room.
"Yeah, we're good," Dawn answered as she recovered hastily from her own surprise. "What happened? Blackout?"
"No," Tara replied quickly, her eyes traveling around the room. "No. Hospitals have backup generators for blackouts and stuff. And look, Buffy's heart monitor is still going while the lights are still out."
"So what then?" Spike asked, his face screwed up from squinting at the light in the room. "You think it's magic?"
"What else?"
"Oh God!" Buffy cried out in a shocked sort of moan, "Kat. It's gotta be about Kat."
"Do you think it's the Zeta Khans?" Xander asked.
"No," Spike told him. "We took them all out. Dawn said she killed the ones that we didn't get. Dawn, are you sure?" He waited for a reply. "Dawn?"
The younger slayer was already heading out the door toward the nursery when Spike ran hurriedly after her. He grabbed her arm and pulled her around, back toward the room. She shook his hand off angrily, confusion shining in her bright green eyes.
"What the hell-"
"Where are you going?"
"To the nursery. We have to get there now!"
"You're in no condition to be fighting!"
"Don't tell me that! I'm fine! Spike, you're insane if you think I'm not gonna fight for her... that's my niece some sick bastards are after!"
"Yeah? And that's my daughter?"
Dawn groaned in frustration as she grabbed his arm. "Then why are you still standing here?"
Upon those words, the two of them began to run down the hall toward the nursery, which was on the other side of the floor. Dawn's heart was pounding furiously in her chest and throat, and Spike could hear that same pounding in his ears, and it felt as if it were his own. Though it may not have been the right time, he felt a swell of pride at seeing Dawn running beside him. She had just gotten the living shit kicked out of her, and yet there she was, getting right back on the bleeding horse.
He'd have to remember to mention that after all of this was over.
Dawn could feel Spike's eyes on her as they ran. She wondered what he was thinking or why he was staring at her the way he was, but then she was distracted by the throbbing pain in the joints of her right leg. There had been no serious damage done there, just some sprained muscles that were already healing five times as fast as any normal person's. But still, one day wasn't exactly enough to make it all better and she felt the ache of her healing muscles as she ran.
For a moment, Dawn wanted to stop, even though she knew the nursery was right around the corner. She dulled the pain in her leg by reminding herself that in life, especially in hers, there are a lot more important things than pain. There were also a lot more important things in her life than herself.
Dawn and Spike both saw the plate of glass that separated the newborns from their families as they approached the nursery. The lights were out in there as well, and they could hear the cries of at least half a dozen frightened babies. Spike felt another swell of panic as he listened to the babies, because he didn't hear the cry that sounded like Kat's.
She were about to enter the nursery when out of the corner of her eye, Dawn saw something dark and shadowy moving just out of sight around the corner of the hospital wing. She wondered if it were maybe a doctor or nurse or running to a frightened patient down the hall, but her instincts told her otherwise.
"Is there anyone in there?" Dawn called to Spike.
"Yeah," he told her as he left the nursery. "A nurse, unconscious. Kat's missing."
Dawn got a chill from the quiet evenness in which Spike told her this. He was obviously freaking out, she could see it in the way his eyes were glazing over as he tried desperately to think of a way to find her. Before he got further than 'how do I tell Buffy?' Dawn was tugging on his wrist.
"This way!" She instructed him as they ran in the direction of the dark figure which Spike had seen. As soon as they turned the corner of the long hall, Spike's senses went mad. His head spun and he could feel that whatever took his child was maybe a few meters away. He saw to his right a door that led to an emergency staircase and wordlessly he turned into it. Dawn followed without question.
Once they were inside, she saw Spike studying the stairs. "Wait, up or down?"
He considered this for a moment and then, "up."
"Up? Why up? Wouldn't they wanna go down to get out of the hospital?"
"Unless their exit is from the top."
Dawn nodded as she began to run. "Right, up it is then."
They went up three flights of stairs when they saw them two flights ahead, two dark figured dressed in all black. Spike and Dawn increased their speed until they were on the tails of the perps. Once Dawn was less that five feet away from the one she saw was not holding the baby, she leapt forward and tackled the villain.
The other stopped and turned around, Kat secure and amazingly calm in his arms. Dawn scrambled to her feet with his partner's head in her hands. "Take a step back onto the platform, or I twist his head off."
Dawn watched as the one holding Kat looked from his accomplice to the stairs going up to the roof. He made a move toward those stairs but faster than he could charge the door, Spike had maneuvered between him and it. The vampire changed into his demonic guise and wiggled his finger to let the figure holding Kat know that he wanted him to step onto the landing next to him. He did so slowly and Dawn moved up with the other still in her grasp.
"Take off your mask," she commanded it, and slowly it did.
Dawn was shocked to see who it was, was a familiar face. Of all the evils in the world she never thought that it would be them to make the final attempt at trying to steal Kat away from Buffy and Spike. They had done some disgusting and horrible things before, but never had they sunk as low as kidnapping an infant.
The man holding Kat was Nigel, one of the council who Dawn had met before when they were doing the review on Buffy. His face was full of remorse as he looked from Dawn to Spike, to who, Dawn assumed, was another member of the council. It made Dawn sick to her stomach to know that his remorse was not for having taken Kat, but for not succeeding in doing so.
Dawn pulled the mask off of the man she was holding to reveal a council member that neither she not Spike recognized. He was relatively young, looked about Wesley's age when he first came to Sunnydale. She shook her head in disgust and tightened her grip around his head.
"Nigel."
"Ms. Summers," he replied, embarrassment rising in red in his cheeks.
"Would you mind handing Kaitlin over to Spike?" She asked in a voice that was eerily calm. She watched him hand the baby to Spike who pressed her firmly and securely against his chest. His face shifted back to its normal appearance once he was holding her. Dawn felt better already as she watched Spike check his tiny daughter for injuries of any kind.
"Thank you."
Nigel and the other remained wordless.
"You know, you have done some disgusting things in your time but this... this was just... disgusting. Had you been planning this all along?"
Nigel nodded. "Yes. Since the day we found out about your sister's pregnancy."
"When I spoke to Travers on the phone?"
"No, no, long before that. We just came after that particular conversation so you lot wouldn't suspect anything."
Dawn and Spike's eyes met for the briefest moment as they both realized that it wasn't Dawn's fault. She felt a swell of relief and she knew that Spike was feeling pangs of guilt that she wished he wouldn't. It was over, done. They had to live in the now.
And Spike finally spoke. "Why?"
"Why?" The younger one Dawn was holding asked in revolted response. "You think we'd just let a vampire and a slayer have a disgusting bastard child and not do anything about it."
Dawn completely enraged by what the man had just said, threw him against the wall so that his head cracked against it. When he was on the ground moaning in pain, Dawn stepped forward and kicked him in the face. He cried out as blood from his broken nose gushed down his face, over his lips and onto the floor.
"Don't you ever talk about my niece like that again! Do you understand me? I'm about two seconds away from killing you both as it is."
Spike tried to cut in, to calm her," Dawn..."
"She," the councilman began, pointing angrily at the child in Spike's arms, "is an abomination."
Dawn sighed heavily and shook her head. "I warned you." She took his head between her hands and just as she was about to snap it...
"Dawn, no!" Spike shouted at her. She stopped just before she was about to twist his head right off.
"And why the hell not?"
"Because as wretched and horrible as these people are, nothing can redeem you from the taking of a human life. Don't ruin yourself. They are still human."
"Just barely." Dawn shook her head. "Fine, you get your 'get out of jail free' but now Nigel, answer me. Was he telling the truth? Was why he said why you were taking that baby. And don't bullshit me, I've had a long day."
Nigel's eyes flitted quickly from his cohort and back to Dawn before he answered. "That it why. We could allow our slayer to have such a child."
Dawn stared at him intently for an agonizing minute before relenting and accepting it for what they said it to be. "Fine, then." She turned to Spike. "Is she okay?" She asked, her voice softening as she referred to the baby.
Spike nodded. "Yeah. She's fine."
"Okay. Oh, and by the way, you guys, for a bunch of supposed intellectuals who sit around all day with nothing to do, this was the lamest plan ever," she was the council members cringe satisfactorily before addressing Spike.
"So what now? Cops?"
"I suppose. Oh! But one more thing." Spike stepped toward Nigel, shifted Kat into his left arm, and punched Nigel in the nose, breaking it easily. Nigel lifted his hands up to his injured nose and groaned in agony.
"What was that?" Dawn asked with a smile playing at the corner of her full lips.
"Well I thought I'd even their faces out. You know, for evenness' sake."
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TBC...
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OMG!!! Just one more chapter to go you guys! Hooray! :-D