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.
.:A/N:. Um, in a review that I got, Dawnlady said some things. I'm not going to diss her or anything, cause I get them. I just wanted to reply. Yep. Okay, "her parents get Faith and her baby into the house, they're having both Skye and Buffy making up with Spike in the bedchambers and they freak out now?" Well, they don't know much about Buffy and Spike, not Hank for sure. As for Skye, they didn't know that they were having sex and that, if that's what you meant. Why would they freak about Faith and her baby anyway? I don't know. Well, that's it. Thanks for the reviews people!
~*~
The cool, crisp breeze had no effect on Buffy's bare arms as she walked down the dark streets of Sunnydale, the only light coming from the few lampposts. She felt cold inside, bare. Her everything was being taken away from her, soon she would have nothing. The fear of being alone had taken over her, but she dare not let it show to her parents. That would only prove they had some kind of control over her, a way to make her weak. No, that would never happen. The only one who she could share her hurt with was the person who would no longer be with her in only a few short weeks. That thought made her incredibly weak inside, thinking that she had so little time left with the man she loved. Soon, weeks would turn to days, then days to hours when finally, that dreaded time would come. And the only love she'd ever wanted would disappear. Forever.
The sound of a car pulling up behind her knocked her out of her thoughts and turning around, she saw her brother's mustang. The tinted window slowly rolled down and Buffy could make out the face of the person who had found her, pulled her out of her agonizing thoughts. Nick.
"Buffy, are you even more insane then I thought? It's freezing!" Nick yelled. "Get in. Now."
Buffy sighed and gripped the cold handle, pulling the door open. She fell into the passenger's seat and looked to her brother. He looked like he hadn't gotten a lot of sleep and Buffy wondered what could of possibly made him appear that way.
"I see you found your car." Buffy said, starting a conversation.
"Yeah, found it hidden in the woods. Some stupid dick must of fixed it up and hid it there. Probably wanted a free car." Nick said.
"Well, its good you found it." Buffy said. "How did you find me?"
"Sunnydale's not that big sis. Thought you would have figured that out by now."
Buffy smiled at her brother. Sure, they weren't the best of friends, but still, they were family.
"I guess. Better question is, why'd you want to find me?"
"You are my sister Buffy, I don't want you roaming around town at night. You never know what kind of creeps are looking for pretty, young girls." Nick said.
"Oh."
"My turn. What the fuck were you doing out here on a freaking cold night like this alone? Not to mention in that." Nick said, eying her tank top and sweats.
"I just wanted to be alone, think. I didn't even realize it was this cold out. I know, I should have told someone I was going out, but I just didn't think anyone would really care about me. Not after what happened." Buffy said.
"Right. So, you're really pregnant then? Its not some kind of unfunny joke that I do not get?"
"Its no joke. Why would I want to joke about something like that?"
"You know I'm going to have to beat your boyfriend up right. It's the code of brothers. We kill whoever touches out sister or sisters, but in this case . . ." Nick said and smiled at her.
"I don't know. I wouldn't want you to get yourself killed."
"Saying I wont win?"
"No comment."
The two laughed for a minute, before going back to their silent mode. Buffy gazed out the window and watched the houses pass by. She noticed that they had driven around in circles. Was there some reason Nick didn't want to go home? Or was he just reading her mind?
"Nick, where are we going?" Buffy asked, turning her gaze to him.
"Uh, I didn't think you wanted to go home."
"I don't. But, is there something else up? Something you're not telling me? Nick, I've known you since . . . Well, since forever and I know when you're keeping something from me. Tell me, please." Buffy begged.
Nick sighed. "Look, Buffy, it really isn't any of your concern. You don't need to know."
"Nick, you're starting to scare me. Please."
"Its nothing. A few of the guys and me well . . . We did something. Something that isn't going to go down well with mom and dad or anyone for that matter. Something that you don't need to be involved in."
"You honestly think I care? Nick, I'm pregnant! What can be worse then that?"
"This."
"I'm not going to get it out of you am I? God, you are impossible. Just like dad." Buffy sighed.
"I am not like dad. Don't ever say that. I would never force you to do something you don't want to do, you know that."
"Nick . . ."
"Stop, you're making me seem soft. I should get you home. But, you never saw me."
"Just drop me off here. So, well, they don't see the car."
Nick stopped the car just around the corner of Revello Drive. Buffy planted a kiss on his cheek before jumping out of the car. Once again, the cool air surrounded her already frozen body. A tear trickled down her cheek, leaving a faint watermark along its way. Wiping it away with the back of her hand, she turned up the driveway to house number 1630, the place she had grown to know as home. But maybe soon, this place would no longer be called that. Maybe soon, she'll get out of here, out of Sunnydale and reunite with Spike. All she could do was hope. All she had was hope, and it was slowly dissolving.
The porch light turned on just before she reached the stairs and she brought her eyes up from the ground to meet Faith's concerned expression. Buffy stood there, watching as Faith made her way down the cold driveway in her pajamas and bare feet.
"B, where the hell have you been?" Faith asked, wrapping her arms around Buffy's shoulders.
"I was . . . I was out. But, I was with . . . I was out."
"You're freezing! C'mon, lets get you inside. Spike's been worried sick." Faith said.
"He knows? I thought the whole locking in the room . . ."
"Yeah, well, he still has a voice B and the door ain't that thick. I had to tell him."
Buffy nodded and followed her cousin inside the house. The warmth of it hit her as she took her first step inside and she welcomed it. Although the cold didn't bother her, the heat seemed comforting, in a way.
"You go up to your room, I'll bring you up some tea. Okay?" Faith asked, already in the kitchen.
"Yeah." Buffy mumbled to herself as she dragged herself up the stairs.
She could hear the heavy metal music coming from Spike's bedroom. Something deep inside of her almost made her break down the door to get to him, but it never rose. Letting out a soft sigh, she walked into her bedroom, quietly closing the door. She didn't want her parents, or Spike for that matter to know she was home. Heck, her parents probably didn't even realize she had gone, like they'd really care anyway, she was just an embarrassment to them now. Spike. She didn't want him to know, because it'd be better if he worried over her being gone then trying to escape his prison to see her. That was what it must have been like; a prison, only not allowed visitors. Her father was like the warden, while her mother the . . . Well, she didn't really play a part in any of this. She was too much in denial. How could her precious little girl go out and commit such a sin? But was it really her who had committed the sin?
~*~
Cordelia Chase tossed her brunette hair over her shoulder as she walked up the steps to Sunnydale High. She felt someone's eyes on her. But when she turned around and noticed it was only that "loser" Buffy, she threw her a dirty, snobby look and continued on her way. Buffy couldn't help but feel for the girl. Cordelia was still with Angel, and that wasn't good. Buffy guessed that Angel just hadn't shown his true colours yet.
"Hey, Buffster, sitting all alone? No peroxide by your side?"
Buffy looked over at the familiar voice to see Xander, Willow, Anya, Oz and Faith approaching her. She put on an "I'm so happy, nothings wrong" smile and stood. She only hoped it would fool her friends. To her dismay, her hope wasn't good enough.
"What's with the fake smile?" Willow asked, knowing her friend all too well.
"I . . . I don't know what you mean. This is all 100% real happy smile. See." Buffy said and smiled as big as she possibly could.
"Buff, come on. Best friends since like . . . Well a long time." Xander said.
"Fine, you guys win . . . It's Spike. He's going back to England in a few weeks." Buffy said, her smile disappearing quickly.
"Oh my god, Buffy are you okay?" Willow asked, placing a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder.
"No I'm not okay Will. The guy I love is leaving me. How can I possibly be okay?"
"I . . . I'm sorry."
Buffy sighed and sat back down again. Today wasn't as cold and right now, she wanted it to be just that. Why did California have to be so damn warm all the time? Picking her bag up off the pavement, Buffy threw it over her shoulder and stood once again.
"I have class. I'll catch you guys later." Buffy said.
Before anyone could say anything, Buffy was gone.
~ Ahem, okay, I know like nothing happened in this chapter, but I don't know! Ah, oh well. Okay again, I think that I'm going to make this longer then I intended, but I think I already told you that . . . Hmm, anyway, I am. I don't know exactly how many chapters, because every time I write it the way I planned, it never ends up being the exact same. So, I might add a few extra things in. Anyways, review please ~
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.
.:A/N:. Um, in a review that I got, Dawnlady said some things. I'm not going to diss her or anything, cause I get them. I just wanted to reply. Yep. Okay, "her parents get Faith and her baby into the house, they're having both Skye and Buffy making up with Spike in the bedchambers and they freak out now?" Well, they don't know much about Buffy and Spike, not Hank for sure. As for Skye, they didn't know that they were having sex and that, if that's what you meant. Why would they freak about Faith and her baby anyway? I don't know. Well, that's it. Thanks for the reviews people!
~*~
The cool, crisp breeze had no effect on Buffy's bare arms as she walked down the dark streets of Sunnydale, the only light coming from the few lampposts. She felt cold inside, bare. Her everything was being taken away from her, soon she would have nothing. The fear of being alone had taken over her, but she dare not let it show to her parents. That would only prove they had some kind of control over her, a way to make her weak. No, that would never happen. The only one who she could share her hurt with was the person who would no longer be with her in only a few short weeks. That thought made her incredibly weak inside, thinking that she had so little time left with the man she loved. Soon, weeks would turn to days, then days to hours when finally, that dreaded time would come. And the only love she'd ever wanted would disappear. Forever.
The sound of a car pulling up behind her knocked her out of her thoughts and turning around, she saw her brother's mustang. The tinted window slowly rolled down and Buffy could make out the face of the person who had found her, pulled her out of her agonizing thoughts. Nick.
"Buffy, are you even more insane then I thought? It's freezing!" Nick yelled. "Get in. Now."
Buffy sighed and gripped the cold handle, pulling the door open. She fell into the passenger's seat and looked to her brother. He looked like he hadn't gotten a lot of sleep and Buffy wondered what could of possibly made him appear that way.
"I see you found your car." Buffy said, starting a conversation.
"Yeah, found it hidden in the woods. Some stupid dick must of fixed it up and hid it there. Probably wanted a free car." Nick said.
"Well, its good you found it." Buffy said. "How did you find me?"
"Sunnydale's not that big sis. Thought you would have figured that out by now."
Buffy smiled at her brother. Sure, they weren't the best of friends, but still, they were family.
"I guess. Better question is, why'd you want to find me?"
"You are my sister Buffy, I don't want you roaming around town at night. You never know what kind of creeps are looking for pretty, young girls." Nick said.
"Oh."
"My turn. What the fuck were you doing out here on a freaking cold night like this alone? Not to mention in that." Nick said, eying her tank top and sweats.
"I just wanted to be alone, think. I didn't even realize it was this cold out. I know, I should have told someone I was going out, but I just didn't think anyone would really care about me. Not after what happened." Buffy said.
"Right. So, you're really pregnant then? Its not some kind of unfunny joke that I do not get?"
"Its no joke. Why would I want to joke about something like that?"
"You know I'm going to have to beat your boyfriend up right. It's the code of brothers. We kill whoever touches out sister or sisters, but in this case . . ." Nick said and smiled at her.
"I don't know. I wouldn't want you to get yourself killed."
"Saying I wont win?"
"No comment."
The two laughed for a minute, before going back to their silent mode. Buffy gazed out the window and watched the houses pass by. She noticed that they had driven around in circles. Was there some reason Nick didn't want to go home? Or was he just reading her mind?
"Nick, where are we going?" Buffy asked, turning her gaze to him.
"Uh, I didn't think you wanted to go home."
"I don't. But, is there something else up? Something you're not telling me? Nick, I've known you since . . . Well, since forever and I know when you're keeping something from me. Tell me, please." Buffy begged.
Nick sighed. "Look, Buffy, it really isn't any of your concern. You don't need to know."
"Nick, you're starting to scare me. Please."
"Its nothing. A few of the guys and me well . . . We did something. Something that isn't going to go down well with mom and dad or anyone for that matter. Something that you don't need to be involved in."
"You honestly think I care? Nick, I'm pregnant! What can be worse then that?"
"This."
"I'm not going to get it out of you am I? God, you are impossible. Just like dad." Buffy sighed.
"I am not like dad. Don't ever say that. I would never force you to do something you don't want to do, you know that."
"Nick . . ."
"Stop, you're making me seem soft. I should get you home. But, you never saw me."
"Just drop me off here. So, well, they don't see the car."
Nick stopped the car just around the corner of Revello Drive. Buffy planted a kiss on his cheek before jumping out of the car. Once again, the cool air surrounded her already frozen body. A tear trickled down her cheek, leaving a faint watermark along its way. Wiping it away with the back of her hand, she turned up the driveway to house number 1630, the place she had grown to know as home. But maybe soon, this place would no longer be called that. Maybe soon, she'll get out of here, out of Sunnydale and reunite with Spike. All she could do was hope. All she had was hope, and it was slowly dissolving.
The porch light turned on just before she reached the stairs and she brought her eyes up from the ground to meet Faith's concerned expression. Buffy stood there, watching as Faith made her way down the cold driveway in her pajamas and bare feet.
"B, where the hell have you been?" Faith asked, wrapping her arms around Buffy's shoulders.
"I was . . . I was out. But, I was with . . . I was out."
"You're freezing! C'mon, lets get you inside. Spike's been worried sick." Faith said.
"He knows? I thought the whole locking in the room . . ."
"Yeah, well, he still has a voice B and the door ain't that thick. I had to tell him."
Buffy nodded and followed her cousin inside the house. The warmth of it hit her as she took her first step inside and she welcomed it. Although the cold didn't bother her, the heat seemed comforting, in a way.
"You go up to your room, I'll bring you up some tea. Okay?" Faith asked, already in the kitchen.
"Yeah." Buffy mumbled to herself as she dragged herself up the stairs.
She could hear the heavy metal music coming from Spike's bedroom. Something deep inside of her almost made her break down the door to get to him, but it never rose. Letting out a soft sigh, she walked into her bedroom, quietly closing the door. She didn't want her parents, or Spike for that matter to know she was home. Heck, her parents probably didn't even realize she had gone, like they'd really care anyway, she was just an embarrassment to them now. Spike. She didn't want him to know, because it'd be better if he worried over her being gone then trying to escape his prison to see her. That was what it must have been like; a prison, only not allowed visitors. Her father was like the warden, while her mother the . . . Well, she didn't really play a part in any of this. She was too much in denial. How could her precious little girl go out and commit such a sin? But was it really her who had committed the sin?
~*~
Cordelia Chase tossed her brunette hair over her shoulder as she walked up the steps to Sunnydale High. She felt someone's eyes on her. But when she turned around and noticed it was only that "loser" Buffy, she threw her a dirty, snobby look and continued on her way. Buffy couldn't help but feel for the girl. Cordelia was still with Angel, and that wasn't good. Buffy guessed that Angel just hadn't shown his true colours yet.
"Hey, Buffster, sitting all alone? No peroxide by your side?"
Buffy looked over at the familiar voice to see Xander, Willow, Anya, Oz and Faith approaching her. She put on an "I'm so happy, nothings wrong" smile and stood. She only hoped it would fool her friends. To her dismay, her hope wasn't good enough.
"What's with the fake smile?" Willow asked, knowing her friend all too well.
"I . . . I don't know what you mean. This is all 100% real happy smile. See." Buffy said and smiled as big as she possibly could.
"Buff, come on. Best friends since like . . . Well a long time." Xander said.
"Fine, you guys win . . . It's Spike. He's going back to England in a few weeks." Buffy said, her smile disappearing quickly.
"Oh my god, Buffy are you okay?" Willow asked, placing a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder.
"No I'm not okay Will. The guy I love is leaving me. How can I possibly be okay?"
"I . . . I'm sorry."
Buffy sighed and sat back down again. Today wasn't as cold and right now, she wanted it to be just that. Why did California have to be so damn warm all the time? Picking her bag up off the pavement, Buffy threw it over her shoulder and stood once again.
"I have class. I'll catch you guys later." Buffy said.
Before anyone could say anything, Buffy was gone.
~ Ahem, okay, I know like nothing happened in this chapter, but I don't know! Ah, oh well. Okay again, I think that I'm going to make this longer then I intended, but I think I already told you that . . . Hmm, anyway, I am. I don't know exactly how many chapters, because every time I write it the way I planned, it never ends up being the exact same. So, I might add a few extra things in. Anyways, review please ~
