Chapter 2
Later that morning when violet had woken up again this time during the proper morning time of 8 o'clock she pushed the off the duvet and jumped out of bed and walked across the room and opened the door which led to her bathroom.
After 10 minutes under the hot water she turned off the water and stepped out of the shower and pulled a massive towel around herself before brushing her teeth and walking back to her room to decide what she wanted to wear for the day.
After looking in her wardrobe for about 5 minutes she finally decided on wearing a pair of light blue jeans and a black tank top and finished off the look by tying her blonde hair up into a French braid. And adorning her wrists with some silver bangles and a couple of her mother's rings, her favourite among them being the big silver one with the amethysts gem in it which her father had apparently given to her mother when for her 18th birthday.
After taking one final look at herself in the mirror she stepped out onto the landing and bumped into Oz who was obviously on his way downstairs like her.
"Oops sorry Oz" violet said with a grin on her face. "Don't worry bout it the waffles are calling to me," he replied with a grin on his face.
The both basically ran down the stairs and into the kitchen where Willow was standing in a full-length emerald green skirt and a pink shirt. She smiled as she turned to look at her family.
Spike was in the basement lying on the king size mattress which Buffy had brought down there for him to sleep on when he had first started spending the some nights there. Her mom had not wanted him to sleep in the house in case something happened but had agreed happily for him to sleep in the basement and she had after a while accepted her was down there and had given him some things to make the place more "liveable" as she had described it, such as the TV.
After about 6 months he had moved in full time to live in the basement and what with Buffy living at the dorms her mom had started inviting up into the house more and more often just to watch the soaps with her or to have a chat or just for some company.
Which he did not mind because he liked Joyce she always treated him like a man despite knowing the dark truth about what he really was.
Over the months he had began to realise that Buffy had had an ulterior motive for moving him in there, and that was so that even though she wasn't living at home she could feel safe knowing that there was someone at home who was caring for her mother and dawn when she had come along.
She had known that he loved her but she had also known that he knew how much her family meant to her and it was because he loved her she knew that he would die before he let anything happen to them.
Her mom getting ill had weakened Buffy immensely and he hadn't been sure who he was more worried about; Joyce in hospital when she was having her treatment, Buffy when she went out slaying or the little bit who wasn't sure what to do as her whole world crashed around her/
Buffy had moved back home then and he had expected to be chucked out of the basement and told to go back to his crypt, but that hadn't happened.
She had come down to see him one evening, shut the door behind her and sat on the edge of his bed and waited until he woke up. When she looked at him straight in the eyes and told him that she needed his help.
She had asked him if he would move into the spare room in the house so that he could help to care for Dawn so she could try to care for her mother.
He had agreed without thinking twice he loved her and would do anything for her and her family which had basically come to adopt him over that time.
Dawn especially had seemed to need him when her mother had died, she had been so angry and no idea what to do with or where to direct that anger.
And Buffy his poor beautiful Buffy she had become almost broken, an empty shell when Joyce had died and then there had been that whole thing with Dawn and Glory.
That had nearly broken him when he had had to watch her die knowing there was no way around it. When he had seen her lifeless body lying there it had been the first time he had cried proper tears since he had turned. He had fallen to his knees in front of her and had wept until he was weeping blood.
Willow had taken a sharp intake of breath when violet had walked into the kitchen with oz. It still scared her sometimes how much violet looked like her best friend. This morning especially, her hair curled in exactly the same way as Buffy's, they were almost identical except for her eyes which were so like Spike's it was eerie, and the smirk she wore when she got her own way!
Willow knew she was never going to forget the time when violet had been 7 it was the first time which Angel and Cordelier had been able to visit since the funeral, and Violet had called Angel peaches when he had walked through the door. She had thought that he was going to have a heart attack right then and there! The look on his face, he had gone so pale, but then again he was always pale and he didn't really need his heart to live except maybe where big pointy sticks were involved but she didn't think he could have a heart attack but had been worried all the same. Cordelier and OZ had laughed themselves silly and so had she when she eventually stopped worrying.
It was a Saturday tradition for them to have Waffles for breakfast so as they sat down at the table and watched Violet put indescribable amounts of maple syrup on her waffles, Oz started to clear his throat and raised an eyebrow in violets direction, she giggled and said "Ok ok point taken." Put the maple syrup down and began to ravenously tear her waffles.
Willow smiled at her and said softly "How did you sleep last night?" "OH um ok." violet started and then swallowed the waffles which was in her mouth and going on to say "I did wake up ad come down for a dup of camomile tea though, and though that I heard some one outside, but when I looked through the window there was no one there."
Willow and Oz locked eyes at that, violet didn't notice though as she jumped up out of her chair, put her plate in the sink and hugged Oz, kissed willow softly on the head saying "I got to go now or I'll be late, me and Erin are going to the chick flick marathon at the cinema I don't want to be late and oh I promised Tara I'd go and see some time today say I won't be home til about 9 bye!" With that she ran out the door pulling her black cowboy boots on at the same time.
"So." willow said after a moment. "Did you notice anything last night when you came in?" Oz looked thoughtful for a moment before answering "No but I sensed someone was watching me from across the road as I walked in and I also caught a scent I know it from somewhere but I just thought it was Mrs Macgolthan sitting at her window like normal." Willow smiled at Oz's werewolf abilities being able to pick all that up.
She had finished her waffles so she took her plate to the sink and looking out of the window above the sink she said "I'm going to see if there are any signs of anything being out there."
"Ok but be careful!" Oz said as he watched her go out of the door. Since they had moved in here when Buffy had died there had been several times when they'd had to go hunting around the house and kill things which were a direct threat although they had tried not to draw much attention to themselves and also to keep all this away from Violet.
Buffy had not wanted her to know about her world, the world of Darkness until she had to. And although they had never told her out right about vampire they had told her enough for her to realise that she needed to be careful.
They had given her the silver cross which angel had given Buffy on her 12 birthday and she always wore it no matter what. The had also given her a bottle of Holy water to carry around with her when she went out at night, telling her that it was one of willow's protection spells which she should throw on any one who attacked her. Thankfully she had never had to use it yet.
Willow walked around the big back yard checking the gates for any sign of a forced entry there wasn't any. After walking all the way round the garden once more she decided that violet really must have imagined it but then as she past the steps that led down to the cellar she saw about two dozen cigarette stubs and the leaves at the bottom of the steps had been moved to one side as if the door had been opened.
But she knew that only one person had the key to the basement and he had left hadn't he?
"Spike?" willow whispered.
Later that morning when violet had woken up again this time during the proper morning time of 8 o'clock she pushed the off the duvet and jumped out of bed and walked across the room and opened the door which led to her bathroom.
After 10 minutes under the hot water she turned off the water and stepped out of the shower and pulled a massive towel around herself before brushing her teeth and walking back to her room to decide what she wanted to wear for the day.
After looking in her wardrobe for about 5 minutes she finally decided on wearing a pair of light blue jeans and a black tank top and finished off the look by tying her blonde hair up into a French braid. And adorning her wrists with some silver bangles and a couple of her mother's rings, her favourite among them being the big silver one with the amethysts gem in it which her father had apparently given to her mother when for her 18th birthday.
After taking one final look at herself in the mirror she stepped out onto the landing and bumped into Oz who was obviously on his way downstairs like her.
"Oops sorry Oz" violet said with a grin on her face. "Don't worry bout it the waffles are calling to me," he replied with a grin on his face.
The both basically ran down the stairs and into the kitchen where Willow was standing in a full-length emerald green skirt and a pink shirt. She smiled as she turned to look at her family.
Spike was in the basement lying on the king size mattress which Buffy had brought down there for him to sleep on when he had first started spending the some nights there. Her mom had not wanted him to sleep in the house in case something happened but had agreed happily for him to sleep in the basement and she had after a while accepted her was down there and had given him some things to make the place more "liveable" as she had described it, such as the TV.
After about 6 months he had moved in full time to live in the basement and what with Buffy living at the dorms her mom had started inviting up into the house more and more often just to watch the soaps with her or to have a chat or just for some company.
Which he did not mind because he liked Joyce she always treated him like a man despite knowing the dark truth about what he really was.
Over the months he had began to realise that Buffy had had an ulterior motive for moving him in there, and that was so that even though she wasn't living at home she could feel safe knowing that there was someone at home who was caring for her mother and dawn when she had come along.
She had known that he loved her but she had also known that he knew how much her family meant to her and it was because he loved her she knew that he would die before he let anything happen to them.
Her mom getting ill had weakened Buffy immensely and he hadn't been sure who he was more worried about; Joyce in hospital when she was having her treatment, Buffy when she went out slaying or the little bit who wasn't sure what to do as her whole world crashed around her/
Buffy had moved back home then and he had expected to be chucked out of the basement and told to go back to his crypt, but that hadn't happened.
She had come down to see him one evening, shut the door behind her and sat on the edge of his bed and waited until he woke up. When she looked at him straight in the eyes and told him that she needed his help.
She had asked him if he would move into the spare room in the house so that he could help to care for Dawn so she could try to care for her mother.
He had agreed without thinking twice he loved her and would do anything for her and her family which had basically come to adopt him over that time.
Dawn especially had seemed to need him when her mother had died, she had been so angry and no idea what to do with or where to direct that anger.
And Buffy his poor beautiful Buffy she had become almost broken, an empty shell when Joyce had died and then there had been that whole thing with Dawn and Glory.
That had nearly broken him when he had had to watch her die knowing there was no way around it. When he had seen her lifeless body lying there it had been the first time he had cried proper tears since he had turned. He had fallen to his knees in front of her and had wept until he was weeping blood.
Willow had taken a sharp intake of breath when violet had walked into the kitchen with oz. It still scared her sometimes how much violet looked like her best friend. This morning especially, her hair curled in exactly the same way as Buffy's, they were almost identical except for her eyes which were so like Spike's it was eerie, and the smirk she wore when she got her own way!
Willow knew she was never going to forget the time when violet had been 7 it was the first time which Angel and Cordelier had been able to visit since the funeral, and Violet had called Angel peaches when he had walked through the door. She had thought that he was going to have a heart attack right then and there! The look on his face, he had gone so pale, but then again he was always pale and he didn't really need his heart to live except maybe where big pointy sticks were involved but she didn't think he could have a heart attack but had been worried all the same. Cordelier and OZ had laughed themselves silly and so had she when she eventually stopped worrying.
It was a Saturday tradition for them to have Waffles for breakfast so as they sat down at the table and watched Violet put indescribable amounts of maple syrup on her waffles, Oz started to clear his throat and raised an eyebrow in violets direction, she giggled and said "Ok ok point taken." Put the maple syrup down and began to ravenously tear her waffles.
Willow smiled at her and said softly "How did you sleep last night?" "OH um ok." violet started and then swallowed the waffles which was in her mouth and going on to say "I did wake up ad come down for a dup of camomile tea though, and though that I heard some one outside, but when I looked through the window there was no one there."
Willow and Oz locked eyes at that, violet didn't notice though as she jumped up out of her chair, put her plate in the sink and hugged Oz, kissed willow softly on the head saying "I got to go now or I'll be late, me and Erin are going to the chick flick marathon at the cinema I don't want to be late and oh I promised Tara I'd go and see some time today say I won't be home til about 9 bye!" With that she ran out the door pulling her black cowboy boots on at the same time.
"So." willow said after a moment. "Did you notice anything last night when you came in?" Oz looked thoughtful for a moment before answering "No but I sensed someone was watching me from across the road as I walked in and I also caught a scent I know it from somewhere but I just thought it was Mrs Macgolthan sitting at her window like normal." Willow smiled at Oz's werewolf abilities being able to pick all that up.
She had finished her waffles so she took her plate to the sink and looking out of the window above the sink she said "I'm going to see if there are any signs of anything being out there."
"Ok but be careful!" Oz said as he watched her go out of the door. Since they had moved in here when Buffy had died there had been several times when they'd had to go hunting around the house and kill things which were a direct threat although they had tried not to draw much attention to themselves and also to keep all this away from Violet.
Buffy had not wanted her to know about her world, the world of Darkness until she had to. And although they had never told her out right about vampire they had told her enough for her to realise that she needed to be careful.
They had given her the silver cross which angel had given Buffy on her 12 birthday and she always wore it no matter what. The had also given her a bottle of Holy water to carry around with her when she went out at night, telling her that it was one of willow's protection spells which she should throw on any one who attacked her. Thankfully she had never had to use it yet.
Willow walked around the big back yard checking the gates for any sign of a forced entry there wasn't any. After walking all the way round the garden once more she decided that violet really must have imagined it but then as she past the steps that led down to the cellar she saw about two dozen cigarette stubs and the leaves at the bottom of the steps had been moved to one side as if the door had been opened.
But she knew that only one person had the key to the basement and he had left hadn't he?
"Spike?" willow whispered.