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:. Sorry it took so long to update. I was going to write the other day, but given my luck, we got a hurricane. Lost all our power for two days. Sucked ass. I'm telling you I could not live one day in the past, I take this so for granted. Anyways, hope you like this.
~*~
Spike pulled Buffy closer into his body as the two walked throughout the park. Tonight was the kind of night you want to cherish, the kind you never want to end. Nothing could possibly ruin what seemed to be their night. It was as if the world had disappeared around them and all that was left was their love.
"Cold?" Spike asked, looking down at Buffy.
"Nope, not as long as I'm in your arms. How about you? Do you want to go home?"
"Never."
"Good, cause I want to spend as long as I can out of there, its torture, being away from you like that. Is it even legal?"
"I don't know pet, I don't know," Spike said. "What do you want to do now? We have all night."
"Um, food? My tummy needs to regenerate. I haven't eaten in awhile."
"Buffy, that's not good for the baby. You don't want her to get hurt."
"I know, I just . . . Never really thought about it."
"Well, you should be thinking about it luv. Its not just you depending on you anymore," Spike said.
"Okay doctor, I get it. When do I book my next lecture appointment?"
"I'm sorry."
"No, don't be. You didn't do anything but be concerned boyfriend. Concerned boyfriend is good, I like him," Buffy said.
"Have you talked to Skye lately?"
"Change of topic, don't like that. To answer your question, no. Though, you probably could take a guess at that one."
"Oh," Spike said, pulling her closer to him. "Maybe you should give her a call, couldn't hurt."
"Actually, it could. She's at the point where she hates me, much, if I call her, it might send her into a murderous rampage and I'd be afraid that me and you would be her first target."
"I see, calling out of the question. What about Riley, any word?" Spike asked.
"I thought you and him didn't really click? Now you're all concerned enemy?"
"You two seemed, well, friendly, just thought . . . You know, you might want to check up on him and that."
"No on the word. I haven't talked to him since . . . Anyways, that doesn't matter right? I mean who cares about them, if they cant accept us being together, then it's their loss . . . Right?"
"Right. How about we go get ourselves that food then pet?"
"Yeah, how about."
~*~
"Xander, please, think rationally," Faith said.
Her and Xander still sat on the swing set in the park. Xander had devised a plan to painfully kill Spike for impregnating Buffy. Faith had her own plan, to change Xander's.
"What other way is there? He got Buffy pregnant. He dies."
"Yeah, but remember, it takes two to tango . . . Or something like that . . . What I mean is it isn't all Spike's fault, Buffy had some say in it. Like, protection. You should know that Xander, it did after all happen to us," Faith said.
"Well, this is different."
"No, it isn't. They are in love, and they showed their love by fucking each other's brains out. They got the consequences. So did we."
"Well . . ."
"So, are you going to kill Spike?"
"No . . ." He said silently.
"What was that?"
"No, I'm not going to kill Spike."
"Good, cause then I'd have to kill Buffy to make it even. Like I'm going to let you have all the fun."
It was silent for a minute, before Xander turned to Faith and asked, "Why do you do it?"
"Not following . . ."
"Why do you do it? Why do you keep it all in? The truth, about us, about our times together. You could easily just tell Anya about what happened, about Connor. But you don't. Why?"
"Because, you're happy with her. I love you Xander, I want you to be happy, even if that means with someone else. Knowing that I'm so close to touch you, but I cant, stings like hell, yeah, but I deal. Connor doesn't help much, looking a lot like you and that, doesn't help me forget. I don't want to forget, a part of me at least. But I know I have to accept the fact that you will never love me."
"Faith, you know I cant . . ."
"But would you? Hypothetically speaking, if Anya wasn't in the picture, would you love me? Are you just with her because you don't want to hurt her? Denying your feelings Xander, only leads to more pain."
"She is in the picture Faith, I can't forget that. I love Anya, a lot. Enough that I'd die for her. I cant just . . . it doesn't work like that. There is no hypothetically speaking when we're dealing with peoples feelings."
"Alright then, no more hypothetically speaking. This next question can be answered either way, hypothetically or realistically. Do you love me?"
"Faith we've . . ."
"Just answer it Xander, please."
Xander hesitated a minute, turning his head away. He couldn't possibly say he loved her, even if he did. That would bring some kind of hope to her, hope that they could be.
"Xander? It won't."
"What?" Xander asked, confused.
"It wont bring my hopes up, I know. I just want to . . . know."
"How did you? Can you read minds?"
"I guess I just know you. Now cut the crap and answer the fucking question," Faith said impatiently.
"Yeah, okay? I do love you Faith, I always have."
"Thank you. That's all I wanted to know," Faith said, standing. "I
should get back home to Connor. And don't worry. I know it doesn't
change anything, I wont tell a soul."
"Want me to walk you?"
"No, I think you need to be alone. I know I do."
"Bye."
"Later," Faith said and walked off.
~ This is all I could really find time to write right now. Sorry, but as soon as I get up tomorrow, I will write more, hopefully. So, review ~
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:. Sorry it took so long to update. I was going to write the other day, but given my luck, we got a hurricane. Lost all our power for two days. Sucked ass. I'm telling you I could not live one day in the past, I take this so for granted. Anyways, hope you like this.
~*~
Spike pulled Buffy closer into his body as the two walked throughout the park. Tonight was the kind of night you want to cherish, the kind you never want to end. Nothing could possibly ruin what seemed to be their night. It was as if the world had disappeared around them and all that was left was their love.
"Cold?" Spike asked, looking down at Buffy.
"Nope, not as long as I'm in your arms. How about you? Do you want to go home?"
"Never."
"Good, cause I want to spend as long as I can out of there, its torture, being away from you like that. Is it even legal?"
"I don't know pet, I don't know," Spike said. "What do you want to do now? We have all night."
"Um, food? My tummy needs to regenerate. I haven't eaten in awhile."
"Buffy, that's not good for the baby. You don't want her to get hurt."
"I know, I just . . . Never really thought about it."
"Well, you should be thinking about it luv. Its not just you depending on you anymore," Spike said.
"Okay doctor, I get it. When do I book my next lecture appointment?"
"I'm sorry."
"No, don't be. You didn't do anything but be concerned boyfriend. Concerned boyfriend is good, I like him," Buffy said.
"Have you talked to Skye lately?"
"Change of topic, don't like that. To answer your question, no. Though, you probably could take a guess at that one."
"Oh," Spike said, pulling her closer to him. "Maybe you should give her a call, couldn't hurt."
"Actually, it could. She's at the point where she hates me, much, if I call her, it might send her into a murderous rampage and I'd be afraid that me and you would be her first target."
"I see, calling out of the question. What about Riley, any word?" Spike asked.
"I thought you and him didn't really click? Now you're all concerned enemy?"
"You two seemed, well, friendly, just thought . . . You know, you might want to check up on him and that."
"No on the word. I haven't talked to him since . . . Anyways, that doesn't matter right? I mean who cares about them, if they cant accept us being together, then it's their loss . . . Right?"
"Right. How about we go get ourselves that food then pet?"
"Yeah, how about."
~*~
"Xander, please, think rationally," Faith said.
Her and Xander still sat on the swing set in the park. Xander had devised a plan to painfully kill Spike for impregnating Buffy. Faith had her own plan, to change Xander's.
"What other way is there? He got Buffy pregnant. He dies."
"Yeah, but remember, it takes two to tango . . . Or something like that . . . What I mean is it isn't all Spike's fault, Buffy had some say in it. Like, protection. You should know that Xander, it did after all happen to us," Faith said.
"Well, this is different."
"No, it isn't. They are in love, and they showed their love by fucking each other's brains out. They got the consequences. So did we."
"Well . . ."
"So, are you going to kill Spike?"
"No . . ." He said silently.
"What was that?"
"No, I'm not going to kill Spike."
"Good, cause then I'd have to kill Buffy to make it even. Like I'm going to let you have all the fun."
It was silent for a minute, before Xander turned to Faith and asked, "Why do you do it?"
"Not following . . ."
"Why do you do it? Why do you keep it all in? The truth, about us, about our times together. You could easily just tell Anya about what happened, about Connor. But you don't. Why?"
"Because, you're happy with her. I love you Xander, I want you to be happy, even if that means with someone else. Knowing that I'm so close to touch you, but I cant, stings like hell, yeah, but I deal. Connor doesn't help much, looking a lot like you and that, doesn't help me forget. I don't want to forget, a part of me at least. But I know I have to accept the fact that you will never love me."
"Faith, you know I cant . . ."
"But would you? Hypothetically speaking, if Anya wasn't in the picture, would you love me? Are you just with her because you don't want to hurt her? Denying your feelings Xander, only leads to more pain."
"She is in the picture Faith, I can't forget that. I love Anya, a lot. Enough that I'd die for her. I cant just . . . it doesn't work like that. There is no hypothetically speaking when we're dealing with peoples feelings."
"Alright then, no more hypothetically speaking. This next question can be answered either way, hypothetically or realistically. Do you love me?"
"Faith we've . . ."
"Just answer it Xander, please."
Xander hesitated a minute, turning his head away. He couldn't possibly say he loved her, even if he did. That would bring some kind of hope to her, hope that they could be.
"Xander? It won't."
"What?" Xander asked, confused.
"It wont bring my hopes up, I know. I just want to . . . know."
"How did you? Can you read minds?"
"I guess I just know you. Now cut the crap and answer the fucking question," Faith said impatiently.
"Yeah, okay? I do love you Faith, I always have."
"Thank you. That's all I wanted to know," Faith said, standing. "I
should get back home to Connor. And don't worry. I know it doesn't
change anything, I wont tell a soul."
"Want me to walk you?"
"No, I think you need to be alone. I know I do."
"Bye."
"Later," Faith said and walked off.
~ This is all I could really find time to write right now. Sorry, but as soon as I get up tomorrow, I will write more, hopefully. So, review ~
