Copyright- Hi Joss *waves* I know, I told them that the characters all
belong to you and Mutant Enemy. Joss, why are there cops behind you? With
their billy clubs out....
I'd like to take a chance to add a few things I forgot in my typing fury the day before last. lol setting / time - So far just Sunnydale, but other places in the BuffyVerse may follow. Takes place right after Buffy finds out about Spike's soul, but before he moves into Xander's apartment (because he's not going to in my fic)
I'd like to add that in this fic, the scoobies, save Dawn, know that Spike is back in town and a little loco. AND, also in my version, hte scoobies were smart enough to NOT tell Dawn about the not-so little Buffy/Spike encounter near the end of season 6. ( I just really on't want to write hostility between them, because they are the two characters I write best, in my modest opinion. lol)
Spoilers- up to early season 7.
pairings- wait. There are no couples in early season 7. whoops, then I guess no couples as of yet.
summary of last chapter : Less-than-sane Spike walks through the cemetary, squelshes 3 baddies, then picks a *lotus blossom* that creates a beam of sunshine. After the sun fades away (with Spike safely behind a tombstone) a strange child is left behind.
And now, onto the show, erm... story!
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The Child From A Lotus Blossom : Chapter Two :
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Spike walked over to the small child, and kneeled down so he was at her head level. The little girl picked her head up slowly from looking at the flower in her hands. She then opened her eyes, staring at him with orbs the color violet. Smiling a wide, lop-sided grin, she spoke a single word.
"Vampire."
Spike could tell by her unnaturally purple eyes and her calmness after seeing his shifted face that this wasn't exactly a lost toddler he had on his hands. Slightly amused, he cocked his head slightly to the side at the child.
"Got a name, Poppet?" he asked softly before standing back up.
"Aleda." She giggled, spinning the blossom around in her fingers and then taking a strand of her long auburn hair and wrapping it around the flower.
"Hmm. Pretty dead word." Spike said absently, zoning out for a moment. He snapped back quickly though, when, giggling, the toddler held his arms out to him, motioning for to pick her up. He obliged cautiously, lifting the tiny brunette into his arms.
"Looks like it's Summertime." Spike said, and took off walking towards Revello Drive.
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As Spike walked towards Revello Drive, he had the babbling of a little girl (presumably 2 and 1/2 or 3) to occupy him. She had asked him his name, and he replied "Used to be William, when I was a good man. But now I'm a bad man, Spike's a bad man." And she had just yawned, and snuggled into the strange man's chest.
By the time he reached the door of 1630, Aleda was fast asleep, and Spike was frightened. They were talking again. Laughing at him, telling him how much the girl was scared of him, how much he wanted to hurt the girl.
"No!" He growled, and the young girl stirred in his arms, catching him off guard. His faced softened slightly at the innocent in his arms. They tried to get his attention again, and tell him that he wanted to hurt the lil' poppet, but he blocked them out. He was contemplating what to say and when to knock on the door when it flung open, revealing a very nervous looking Wicca, staring at him first, then the small package in his arms.
"Found this Platelet in the cemtary. Popped right outta a flower, she did." Spike grinned at Willow, reminding her of a puppy who had successfully brought back the ball. That, or an insane vampire. Knowing that the latter was true, she looked down at the sleeping child, and backed up to make way for Spike to get in the house.
"Come... come in Spike." Willow said cautiously. Buffy had informed them after her first incounter with post-souled Spike, that he was very skiddish. So she was speaking calmly and trying not to frighten him while he had an innocent kid in his grasp. But no sooner had she thought that , Spike backed up a few feet and vigorusly began to shake his head.
"Doesn't work like that," he said in a hurried voice. "is'not your place to say that. Won't let me in unless the girl says. Make the girl say it." He bowed his head almost shyly as a confused look swept over Willow's features.
"No, Spike. Buffy didn't, um, revoke your invite and all that. Really, you can come in." She looked around inside , hoping Buffy would hear her and show up to save the day. No luck, She must have still been upstairs with Dawn. Great.
"Get her. They won't let me in unless she says..." Spike kept mumbling, which made Willow worry more. Had he said 'they'? She motioned for him to stay put and turned around to yell up the stairs.
"Hey Buff. Basement dweller here to visit. So shimmy your butt down here!" Willow turned back around and saw that, luckily, Spike was still there. In body anyway, in mind he seemed a little, well, spacey. Buffy quickly appeared behind her, and asked Willow with only a glance to go upstairs and occupy Dawn.
Buffy had to take a second to suvrey what stood infront of her. Spike was on her door step, hair rumpled and face hidden downward. In his arms, he held a sleeping toddler with long brown hair. The sight was both bemusing and slightly disturbing.
"Spike." She said paitently. His head snapped up."What, who, and how?" She crossed her arms across her chest and looked at him worryingly.
"I was, out for a walk, clearing my head. Damned voices. So I come across a lamely fanged trio. I dusted them right and proper. And I see this," he lifted the lotus blossom out of Aleda's tiny finger. "growing right in the middle of the cemetary, which is ludacris seeing as they're water flowers. So 'course I picked it. Then it got rather hot potato like and a big burst of sunlight appeared."
"At night?" Buffy interrupted him disbelievingly.
"Yes, at night. I tend to avoid walking in the daylight, it's hell on the epedermis." He looked at her to make sure he had permission to continue. She nodded him on. "I hid behind a gravemarker, then I got back up after the bloody thing went away, the sunbeam. And there, where it just was, sat this tiny bite, holding the blossom that I dropped."
Buffy looked at him yet again in disbelief. She didn't know whether to believe his story was real or assume it was fabricated, a result of his vivid hallusination. Neither choice really explained the girl. With a tired sigh, she motioned for him to enter the house. Grinning almost shyly, he obliged. The door soon shut behind him with a thud.
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A/N- Sorry, Sorry. You guys didn't find out the 'whats' about the blossom/Aleda, thats next chappie! This chapter was kinda draggy, but it needed to be there. And sorry about Spike being so froot-loopy, keep in mind it's early season 7 and he really hasn't re-habilitated yet. I REALLY hope you guys liked it. Please R&R!
Next Chap- we REALLY find out about Aleda. (*PROMISE!!!*)
Until then, keep on capitolizin'.
PS) Id like to thank my faithful reviewers! And shine a spotlight on gidgetgirl, her kidfic is AMAZING, so everyone go read it!
I'd like to take a chance to add a few things I forgot in my typing fury the day before last. lol setting / time - So far just Sunnydale, but other places in the BuffyVerse may follow. Takes place right after Buffy finds out about Spike's soul, but before he moves into Xander's apartment (because he's not going to in my fic)
I'd like to add that in this fic, the scoobies, save Dawn, know that Spike is back in town and a little loco. AND, also in my version, hte scoobies were smart enough to NOT tell Dawn about the not-so little Buffy/Spike encounter near the end of season 6. ( I just really on't want to write hostility between them, because they are the two characters I write best, in my modest opinion. lol)
Spoilers- up to early season 7.
pairings- wait. There are no couples in early season 7. whoops, then I guess no couples as of yet.
summary of last chapter : Less-than-sane Spike walks through the cemetary, squelshes 3 baddies, then picks a *lotus blossom* that creates a beam of sunshine. After the sun fades away (with Spike safely behind a tombstone) a strange child is left behind.
And now, onto the show, erm... story!
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The Child From A Lotus Blossom : Chapter Two :
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Spike walked over to the small child, and kneeled down so he was at her head level. The little girl picked her head up slowly from looking at the flower in her hands. She then opened her eyes, staring at him with orbs the color violet. Smiling a wide, lop-sided grin, she spoke a single word.
"Vampire."
Spike could tell by her unnaturally purple eyes and her calmness after seeing his shifted face that this wasn't exactly a lost toddler he had on his hands. Slightly amused, he cocked his head slightly to the side at the child.
"Got a name, Poppet?" he asked softly before standing back up.
"Aleda." She giggled, spinning the blossom around in her fingers and then taking a strand of her long auburn hair and wrapping it around the flower.
"Hmm. Pretty dead word." Spike said absently, zoning out for a moment. He snapped back quickly though, when, giggling, the toddler held his arms out to him, motioning for to pick her up. He obliged cautiously, lifting the tiny brunette into his arms.
"Looks like it's Summertime." Spike said, and took off walking towards Revello Drive.
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As Spike walked towards Revello Drive, he had the babbling of a little girl (presumably 2 and 1/2 or 3) to occupy him. She had asked him his name, and he replied "Used to be William, when I was a good man. But now I'm a bad man, Spike's a bad man." And she had just yawned, and snuggled into the strange man's chest.
By the time he reached the door of 1630, Aleda was fast asleep, and Spike was frightened. They were talking again. Laughing at him, telling him how much the girl was scared of him, how much he wanted to hurt the girl.
"No!" He growled, and the young girl stirred in his arms, catching him off guard. His faced softened slightly at the innocent in his arms. They tried to get his attention again, and tell him that he wanted to hurt the lil' poppet, but he blocked them out. He was contemplating what to say and when to knock on the door when it flung open, revealing a very nervous looking Wicca, staring at him first, then the small package in his arms.
"Found this Platelet in the cemtary. Popped right outta a flower, she did." Spike grinned at Willow, reminding her of a puppy who had successfully brought back the ball. That, or an insane vampire. Knowing that the latter was true, she looked down at the sleeping child, and backed up to make way for Spike to get in the house.
"Come... come in Spike." Willow said cautiously. Buffy had informed them after her first incounter with post-souled Spike, that he was very skiddish. So she was speaking calmly and trying not to frighten him while he had an innocent kid in his grasp. But no sooner had she thought that , Spike backed up a few feet and vigorusly began to shake his head.
"Doesn't work like that," he said in a hurried voice. "is'not your place to say that. Won't let me in unless the girl says. Make the girl say it." He bowed his head almost shyly as a confused look swept over Willow's features.
"No, Spike. Buffy didn't, um, revoke your invite and all that. Really, you can come in." She looked around inside , hoping Buffy would hear her and show up to save the day. No luck, She must have still been upstairs with Dawn. Great.
"Get her. They won't let me in unless she says..." Spike kept mumbling, which made Willow worry more. Had he said 'they'? She motioned for him to stay put and turned around to yell up the stairs.
"Hey Buff. Basement dweller here to visit. So shimmy your butt down here!" Willow turned back around and saw that, luckily, Spike was still there. In body anyway, in mind he seemed a little, well, spacey. Buffy quickly appeared behind her, and asked Willow with only a glance to go upstairs and occupy Dawn.
Buffy had to take a second to suvrey what stood infront of her. Spike was on her door step, hair rumpled and face hidden downward. In his arms, he held a sleeping toddler with long brown hair. The sight was both bemusing and slightly disturbing.
"Spike." She said paitently. His head snapped up."What, who, and how?" She crossed her arms across her chest and looked at him worryingly.
"I was, out for a walk, clearing my head. Damned voices. So I come across a lamely fanged trio. I dusted them right and proper. And I see this," he lifted the lotus blossom out of Aleda's tiny finger. "growing right in the middle of the cemetary, which is ludacris seeing as they're water flowers. So 'course I picked it. Then it got rather hot potato like and a big burst of sunlight appeared."
"At night?" Buffy interrupted him disbelievingly.
"Yes, at night. I tend to avoid walking in the daylight, it's hell on the epedermis." He looked at her to make sure he had permission to continue. She nodded him on. "I hid behind a gravemarker, then I got back up after the bloody thing went away, the sunbeam. And there, where it just was, sat this tiny bite, holding the blossom that I dropped."
Buffy looked at him yet again in disbelief. She didn't know whether to believe his story was real or assume it was fabricated, a result of his vivid hallusination. Neither choice really explained the girl. With a tired sigh, she motioned for him to enter the house. Grinning almost shyly, he obliged. The door soon shut behind him with a thud.
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A/N- Sorry, Sorry. You guys didn't find out the 'whats' about the blossom/Aleda, thats next chappie! This chapter was kinda draggy, but it needed to be there. And sorry about Spike being so froot-loopy, keep in mind it's early season 7 and he really hasn't re-habilitated yet. I REALLY hope you guys liked it. Please R&R!
Next Chap- we REALLY find out about Aleda. (*PROMISE!!!*)
Until then, keep on capitolizin'.
PS) Id like to thank my faithful reviewers! And shine a spotlight on gidgetgirl, her kidfic is AMAZING, so everyone go read it!
