Title: The Minister's Daughter
Summary: A/U Buffy is the minister's daughter. A British boy, William aka Spike, comes to live with them for a while. He finds himself falling helplessly in love with her, and she finds herself doing the same. But something from her past stops her from being with him.
Disclaimer: You know the drill. I don't own any of them. Not even my baby Spike. It's very sad really; some of you feel my pain. The pain of not owning Spike. Spike belongs to Joss. I want to be Joss. He owns the sexiest vampire . . . walking.
~*~
Buffy leaned against the big old tree in the front yard of her house. She slid down the trunk of it and landed in the muddy grass, not caring that she covered her legs in it. She placed her head on her knees and quietly cried. She was upset that everyone had found out about Spike. Things seemed to be going to good to be true and now she had a baby to worry about. Another's life besides her own was in her care. She couldn't be selfish anymore, no it all changed now. Leaning back against the tree, Buffy rested her head on the hard trunk and rubbed her stomach. What was she going to do? Was she going to keep it? Or give it up like Faith had? It wasn't like she was going to tell Angel it was his. What was she going to tell her parents? God, what would she say? Mom, dad, I got raped and now I'm pregnant. Ha, right. She was lost. She was lost and needed help. But who could she turn to for it?
"Buffy, luv, are you okay?"
Buffy opened her eyes to see Spike standing over her. His leather duster still wet from the previous rain shower. He knelt down in front of her, cupping her chin in his hand.
"Aren't you cold?" He asked.
"Kind of." Buffy said. "I'm fine. I just needed to think. About things. About the baby."
Spike kind of let out a sigh and sat next to her. He could feel his pants beginning to soak, wondering how Buffy could just sit there, in a short skirt. He draped an arm over her shoulder and she rested her head on his chest.
"I want to keep it Spike. I do. But I don't know if I can. What if I'm not a good mother? I mean I'm only 16 Spike. I can't do this on my own." Buffy said.
"You will be an amazing mother. And you wont be on your own, ever. I'm here and I always will be. I'll look out for you and the little bit." Spike said. "I'll love her like my own."
"Spike, I can't ask you to do that."
"You're not. I'm telling you." Spike whispered.
"What am I going to tell my parents? That Angel . . . I cant." Buffy said.
"Tell them . . . Tell them she's mine."
"Are you sure . . . Spike, that'd mean . . ."
"Buffy, it doesn't matter what it means. To me, she is mine."
"She? You act as if you know it is for sure a girl." Buffy said.
"Gut feeling." Spike said.
"I don't know what I'd do with out you Spike. You make my life worth living."
"Same to you pet. Same to you." Spike said, kissing the top of her head. "What do you say we go inside and get dried off?"
"Sounds good." Buffy said.
Spike stood up, pants soaked with mud and offered his hand to Buffy. She took it and he pulled her up. Her once white legs had turned a somewhat dirty brown colour. She looked at herself and whined.
"Why did I have to sit in the mud?"
"Don't ask me luv." Spike said. "So, after we get cleaned up, what do you want to do?"
"Can we just lay together? You know, and talk. About stuff." Buffy said.
"Whatever you want baby." Spike said and wrapped his arm around her waist. "I love you."
"I love you too Spike."
~*~
"Faith, how are you?" Xander asked, sitting next to her. "With the baby."
"Five by five."
"You don't have to pretend with me. I know everything, remember? I was there." Xander said.
"Things are fine Xander, trust me."
"Can I see him? I understand if . . ."
"Of course, he is after all yours too." Faith said.
"Thank you." Xander said. "So, the Buffster and Captain Peroxide, who'd ever thought?"
"I'm surprised you never noticed." Faith said. "They've been giving off all the signs."
"I'm a bad friend." Xander said, shaking his head.
"No, you are a great friend." Faith said. "Buffy would be lost without you."
"No she wouldn't. Buffy is strong, she'd be just fine without Xander holding her back."
"Stop putting yourself down. She loves you. And I see why." Faith said.
"Faith please. You know I cant."
"I know YOU cant. But I still can."
"Xander! There you are!" Anya said, kissing him. "Where were you?" She said, pulling back and hitting him on the arm. "You left me."
"Calm down Ahn. I didn't leave you. I just came to say hi to Faith, she's alone."
"Well, you said hi. Can we leave now? Everyone left. Skye and Riley. Oz and Willow." Anya said.
"Faith, want to walk with us?" Xander asked.
"No, that's okay. You guys go ahead." Faith said.
"Alright. I'll see you later." Xander said.
He took Anya's hand in his and Faith watched as they disappeared.
~*~
Buffy walked around her room, cleaning up the mess her and the girls had made earlier. She had taken a nice, warm shower before changing into a pair of light blue pajama pants with clouds and suns on them, along with a matching blue tank top. She threw a sweater back into the drawer and crawled on to her bed. Her arms had goose bumps on them, so she pulled the covers tight around her.
"Buffy?" Spike asked as he opened the door.
He saw her trying to get warmed up under the covers. Smiling, he walked over and crawled in next to her. He laid down and wrapped his arm around her.
"Is it really cold?" Buffy asked.
"Here." Spike said and got under the covers. "Body heat."
"Thanks." Buffy said.
"So luv, what do you want to talk about?"
She turned to face him and he rolled onto his back. She moved so her head was resting on his chest once again and she looked up at him.
"About things." Buffy said.
"What things?"
"The baby. I don't know anything about babies. I don't know how to change their diaper. I don't know how to feed them. I don't know how to properly put them down for a nap. I don't know so many things." Buffy said.
"You'll learn pet, you will. We'll learn together." Spike said.
"I don't know what I'd do without you Spike, you're helping me so much."
"I love you Buffy." Spike said. "Now, get some sleep."
"Will you stay?"
"For a while."
Buffy smiled before closing her eyes and drifting off.
~*~
'Knock. Knock. Knock.'
Buffy ran from the kitchen to get the door. Xander stood there, his face confused when Buffy answered. She knew he was there to see Connor, but he didn't know she knew. She ushered him inside and sat him in the living room.
"Faith is out with my mom but I'm babysitting Connor. If you want you can see him."
"Why would I want to see Connor? No, I wanted to talk to uh, you. You know, about, uh, Spike and uh, you." Xander said.
"Oh, well then. Talk away."
"I was hoping you would. To explain. Why? Why Spike?"
"I couldn't tell you. Why Anya?" Buffy asked.
"Buff, that's not a fair question." Xander said.
"Oh, why not? You can ask me why I love Spike but I can't ask you the same thing? I think it is fair." Buffy said. "And if you don't answer neither do I."
"Okay, fine." Xander said.
"Xander, there's something I need to tell you." Buffy said.
"What? You're pregnant with Spike's baby?" Xander joked.
"I . . . No. That I know Connor is yours."
"What are you talking about? Who told you that?"
"No one. Well, kind of, I guessed." Buffy said. "But don't worry. I wont tell a soul."
"Does Spike know?" Xander asked.
"No, I never told."
"Thank you. I think. Can I see him?"
"Of course. He's upstairs. No ones home so don't worry." Buffy said.
"Where's Faith at anyway? Spike? Your parents?" Xander asked.
"Parents took Faith to the mall to get some clothes. Spike is at his group thingy."
"Oh." Was all Xander said before following Buffy up to her room.
~*~
Faith sighed as she headed into yet another girly store with Joyce. Hank had wandered off to get something's for Connor. She rolled her eyes at the pink top that Joyce held up and she took it as a no.
"Faith, what stores do you usually shop in?"
"Well, I don't." Faith said truthfully.
"Right. Um, how about this?" Joyce asked, holding up a pair of black, leather pants.
"I like." Faith said.
~*~
"Anybody home?" Spike asked as he walked into the Summers house.
He looked around downstairs before heading up stairs. He checked his room and threw his coat in before walking over to Buffy's. Opening the door, he saw Buffy and Xander on the floor playing with Connor.
"Spike, hey." Buffy said, standing. "We were just playing with Connor."
"I see pet." Spike said.
"I should go. Thanks Buffy." Xander said, putting Connor back into his crib.
"No problem, anytime." Buffy said.
"Bye." Xander said and walked past Spike, brushing his shoulder.
Spike walked over to Buffy and sat next to her on the bed. She looked at him and smiled.
"How was your group meeting thing?"
"'S okay." Spike said.
"That's good." Buffy said.
"How was your time with Xander? See he isn't still mad."
"Oh, he's not all happy." Buffy said. "But its Skye I'm worried about."
"Don't. She'll come around, she always does." Spike said.
"I don't think she will this time." Buffy said. "This time, I think it's for good."
A tear rolled down her cheek and Spike took her in his arms.
~*~
Riley walked into the Bronze, Skye on his arm. He looked down at her and smiled. Last night they had both moved on. They'd truly given up on the ones they longed for and found happiness in each other.
"I'm going to go get us some drinks. Why don't you find a table?" Riley said.
"Okay." Skye said and kissed him before walking away.
She found a table that was off by itself. Sitting down, she saw Willow, Oz, Anya and Xander all at their normal table. She smiled at them as the two couples headed off to dance. She missed them. But, her and Buffy couldn't be friends so she had to forget about them.
"Here you go."
She looked up to see Riley handing her a coke.
"Thanks Ri."
"You're welcome." Riley said and sat down. "Want to dance?"
"Um, okay, yeah." Skye said.
The two walked over to where everyone was dancing. They stood next to Willow and Oz and Willow smiled at the two. Skye smiled back and wrapped her arms around Riley's neck as he pulled her into him.
~*~
"Spike, maybe we should go home. I mean what if Skye's here? Which she probably is because she's always here and then we'll fight and then . . ."
"SHH. Buffy, who cares? We're here together, we're in love and we're going to have a nice time. Now, why don't we dance?"
"I guess you're right." Buffy said.
"Always am pet."
Spike took her hand and walked over to a free space on the floor. He wrapped her arms around her small waist and she rested her head on his chest. She watched the others dancing and when she saw Skye and Riley, she turned her head. Were they here together? Were they a couple? Why did she care? She shouldn't. She should just concentrate on Spike and his hotness.
~ Okay, yeah, well, another chapter we have here. Hope you liked it. I tried to do a couple um, different people besides Spike and Buffy. Yeah, I know, its crap. But, please review either way ~s
Summary: A/U Buffy is the minister's daughter. A British boy, William aka Spike, comes to live with them for a while. He finds himself falling helplessly in love with her, and she finds herself doing the same. But something from her past stops her from being with him.
Disclaimer: You know the drill. I don't own any of them. Not even my baby Spike. It's very sad really; some of you feel my pain. The pain of not owning Spike. Spike belongs to Joss. I want to be Joss. He owns the sexiest vampire . . . walking.
~*~
Buffy leaned against the big old tree in the front yard of her house. She slid down the trunk of it and landed in the muddy grass, not caring that she covered her legs in it. She placed her head on her knees and quietly cried. She was upset that everyone had found out about Spike. Things seemed to be going to good to be true and now she had a baby to worry about. Another's life besides her own was in her care. She couldn't be selfish anymore, no it all changed now. Leaning back against the tree, Buffy rested her head on the hard trunk and rubbed her stomach. What was she going to do? Was she going to keep it? Or give it up like Faith had? It wasn't like she was going to tell Angel it was his. What was she going to tell her parents? God, what would she say? Mom, dad, I got raped and now I'm pregnant. Ha, right. She was lost. She was lost and needed help. But who could she turn to for it?
"Buffy, luv, are you okay?"
Buffy opened her eyes to see Spike standing over her. His leather duster still wet from the previous rain shower. He knelt down in front of her, cupping her chin in his hand.
"Aren't you cold?" He asked.
"Kind of." Buffy said. "I'm fine. I just needed to think. About things. About the baby."
Spike kind of let out a sigh and sat next to her. He could feel his pants beginning to soak, wondering how Buffy could just sit there, in a short skirt. He draped an arm over her shoulder and she rested her head on his chest.
"I want to keep it Spike. I do. But I don't know if I can. What if I'm not a good mother? I mean I'm only 16 Spike. I can't do this on my own." Buffy said.
"You will be an amazing mother. And you wont be on your own, ever. I'm here and I always will be. I'll look out for you and the little bit." Spike said. "I'll love her like my own."
"Spike, I can't ask you to do that."
"You're not. I'm telling you." Spike whispered.
"What am I going to tell my parents? That Angel . . . I cant." Buffy said.
"Tell them . . . Tell them she's mine."
"Are you sure . . . Spike, that'd mean . . ."
"Buffy, it doesn't matter what it means. To me, she is mine."
"She? You act as if you know it is for sure a girl." Buffy said.
"Gut feeling." Spike said.
"I don't know what I'd do with out you Spike. You make my life worth living."
"Same to you pet. Same to you." Spike said, kissing the top of her head. "What do you say we go inside and get dried off?"
"Sounds good." Buffy said.
Spike stood up, pants soaked with mud and offered his hand to Buffy. She took it and he pulled her up. Her once white legs had turned a somewhat dirty brown colour. She looked at herself and whined.
"Why did I have to sit in the mud?"
"Don't ask me luv." Spike said. "So, after we get cleaned up, what do you want to do?"
"Can we just lay together? You know, and talk. About stuff." Buffy said.
"Whatever you want baby." Spike said and wrapped his arm around her waist. "I love you."
"I love you too Spike."
~*~
"Faith, how are you?" Xander asked, sitting next to her. "With the baby."
"Five by five."
"You don't have to pretend with me. I know everything, remember? I was there." Xander said.
"Things are fine Xander, trust me."
"Can I see him? I understand if . . ."
"Of course, he is after all yours too." Faith said.
"Thank you." Xander said. "So, the Buffster and Captain Peroxide, who'd ever thought?"
"I'm surprised you never noticed." Faith said. "They've been giving off all the signs."
"I'm a bad friend." Xander said, shaking his head.
"No, you are a great friend." Faith said. "Buffy would be lost without you."
"No she wouldn't. Buffy is strong, she'd be just fine without Xander holding her back."
"Stop putting yourself down. She loves you. And I see why." Faith said.
"Faith please. You know I cant."
"I know YOU cant. But I still can."
"Xander! There you are!" Anya said, kissing him. "Where were you?" She said, pulling back and hitting him on the arm. "You left me."
"Calm down Ahn. I didn't leave you. I just came to say hi to Faith, she's alone."
"Well, you said hi. Can we leave now? Everyone left. Skye and Riley. Oz and Willow." Anya said.
"Faith, want to walk with us?" Xander asked.
"No, that's okay. You guys go ahead." Faith said.
"Alright. I'll see you later." Xander said.
He took Anya's hand in his and Faith watched as they disappeared.
~*~
Buffy walked around her room, cleaning up the mess her and the girls had made earlier. She had taken a nice, warm shower before changing into a pair of light blue pajama pants with clouds and suns on them, along with a matching blue tank top. She threw a sweater back into the drawer and crawled on to her bed. Her arms had goose bumps on them, so she pulled the covers tight around her.
"Buffy?" Spike asked as he opened the door.
He saw her trying to get warmed up under the covers. Smiling, he walked over and crawled in next to her. He laid down and wrapped his arm around her.
"Is it really cold?" Buffy asked.
"Here." Spike said and got under the covers. "Body heat."
"Thanks." Buffy said.
"So luv, what do you want to talk about?"
She turned to face him and he rolled onto his back. She moved so her head was resting on his chest once again and she looked up at him.
"About things." Buffy said.
"What things?"
"The baby. I don't know anything about babies. I don't know how to change their diaper. I don't know how to feed them. I don't know how to properly put them down for a nap. I don't know so many things." Buffy said.
"You'll learn pet, you will. We'll learn together." Spike said.
"I don't know what I'd do without you Spike, you're helping me so much."
"I love you Buffy." Spike said. "Now, get some sleep."
"Will you stay?"
"For a while."
Buffy smiled before closing her eyes and drifting off.
~*~
'Knock. Knock. Knock.'
Buffy ran from the kitchen to get the door. Xander stood there, his face confused when Buffy answered. She knew he was there to see Connor, but he didn't know she knew. She ushered him inside and sat him in the living room.
"Faith is out with my mom but I'm babysitting Connor. If you want you can see him."
"Why would I want to see Connor? No, I wanted to talk to uh, you. You know, about, uh, Spike and uh, you." Xander said.
"Oh, well then. Talk away."
"I was hoping you would. To explain. Why? Why Spike?"
"I couldn't tell you. Why Anya?" Buffy asked.
"Buff, that's not a fair question." Xander said.
"Oh, why not? You can ask me why I love Spike but I can't ask you the same thing? I think it is fair." Buffy said. "And if you don't answer neither do I."
"Okay, fine." Xander said.
"Xander, there's something I need to tell you." Buffy said.
"What? You're pregnant with Spike's baby?" Xander joked.
"I . . . No. That I know Connor is yours."
"What are you talking about? Who told you that?"
"No one. Well, kind of, I guessed." Buffy said. "But don't worry. I wont tell a soul."
"Does Spike know?" Xander asked.
"No, I never told."
"Thank you. I think. Can I see him?"
"Of course. He's upstairs. No ones home so don't worry." Buffy said.
"Where's Faith at anyway? Spike? Your parents?" Xander asked.
"Parents took Faith to the mall to get some clothes. Spike is at his group thingy."
"Oh." Was all Xander said before following Buffy up to her room.
~*~
Faith sighed as she headed into yet another girly store with Joyce. Hank had wandered off to get something's for Connor. She rolled her eyes at the pink top that Joyce held up and she took it as a no.
"Faith, what stores do you usually shop in?"
"Well, I don't." Faith said truthfully.
"Right. Um, how about this?" Joyce asked, holding up a pair of black, leather pants.
"I like." Faith said.
~*~
"Anybody home?" Spike asked as he walked into the Summers house.
He looked around downstairs before heading up stairs. He checked his room and threw his coat in before walking over to Buffy's. Opening the door, he saw Buffy and Xander on the floor playing with Connor.
"Spike, hey." Buffy said, standing. "We were just playing with Connor."
"I see pet." Spike said.
"I should go. Thanks Buffy." Xander said, putting Connor back into his crib.
"No problem, anytime." Buffy said.
"Bye." Xander said and walked past Spike, brushing his shoulder.
Spike walked over to Buffy and sat next to her on the bed. She looked at him and smiled.
"How was your group meeting thing?"
"'S okay." Spike said.
"That's good." Buffy said.
"How was your time with Xander? See he isn't still mad."
"Oh, he's not all happy." Buffy said. "But its Skye I'm worried about."
"Don't. She'll come around, she always does." Spike said.
"I don't think she will this time." Buffy said. "This time, I think it's for good."
A tear rolled down her cheek and Spike took her in his arms.
~*~
Riley walked into the Bronze, Skye on his arm. He looked down at her and smiled. Last night they had both moved on. They'd truly given up on the ones they longed for and found happiness in each other.
"I'm going to go get us some drinks. Why don't you find a table?" Riley said.
"Okay." Skye said and kissed him before walking away.
She found a table that was off by itself. Sitting down, she saw Willow, Oz, Anya and Xander all at their normal table. She smiled at them as the two couples headed off to dance. She missed them. But, her and Buffy couldn't be friends so she had to forget about them.
"Here you go."
She looked up to see Riley handing her a coke.
"Thanks Ri."
"You're welcome." Riley said and sat down. "Want to dance?"
"Um, okay, yeah." Skye said.
The two walked over to where everyone was dancing. They stood next to Willow and Oz and Willow smiled at the two. Skye smiled back and wrapped her arms around Riley's neck as he pulled her into him.
~*~
"Spike, maybe we should go home. I mean what if Skye's here? Which she probably is because she's always here and then we'll fight and then . . ."
"SHH. Buffy, who cares? We're here together, we're in love and we're going to have a nice time. Now, why don't we dance?"
"I guess you're right." Buffy said.
"Always am pet."
Spike took her hand and walked over to a free space on the floor. He wrapped her arms around her small waist and she rested her head on his chest. She watched the others dancing and when she saw Skye and Riley, she turned her head. Were they here together? Were they a couple? Why did she care? She shouldn't. She should just concentrate on Spike and his hotness.
~ Okay, yeah, well, another chapter we have here. Hope you liked it. I tried to do a couple um, different people besides Spike and Buffy. Yeah, I know, its crap. But, please review either way ~s
