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Chapter 9: His daughters past

Spike found Emma sleeping on his couch, but she was tossing and turning rather violently. He ran over to her to try to wake her up and let her know that she was okay. He never did like it when either Buffy or Dawn had been upset, but when it was his daughter that was upset or in pain, he nearly turned into dust at the sight of her pain. He didn't like it when Emma was hurt, maybe he was being over protective, but he had 16 years of over protectiveness, love, spoiling, training, and everything else he should have been there to do with or for her. But he had plans of making that up to her. The sound of Emma's voice broke through his thoughts

Emma: No! Mum! (yelled)

By now she has tears running down her face while she is tossing and turning. And worry had set in. She was part slayer, so he wasn't sure if the dream she was having was a slayer dream or not and if it was… could it hurt her? That thought scared him the most.

Spike: Emma? (worried)

At the sound of his voice she seemed to calm. For that he was grateful, but he still wanted to make sure she was ok.

Emma: Daddy!?! (shocked)-- Daddy!!! (happily)

The happiness that ran through her voice as she called to him brought a smile to his face. By now he had noticed that she had stopped crying and had a smile growing on her face as she continued her dream. Spike was happy that she seemed happier and less scared, and not so upset, he gently smoothed her hair as she rested. He had this notion that if she consoled her while she was resting, she was still capable of sensing his presence. And apparently he was right, she moved closer to Spike as he continued to stroke her hair.

Spike: Emma! (soothingly) come on luv. Wake up.

Emma slowly opens her eyes and tries to focus them. When she finally gets Spike in focus a large smile grows on her face.

Emma: Hey dad! (groggily)

Spike: 'ello luv. (smiling) You okay? You didn't look like you were having a pleasant dream. (worried)

Emma: I'm fine dad. (sitting up) Just you bloody average dream of your mother dieing. (smirking sarcastically)

That really got Spike's attention. It was one thing to have a dream of a family member when you had home sickness. But to have a dream of her mother dieing 10years after Emma's world tragically changed, he wasn't sure, but that really couldn't be a good thing. And that alone was enough to set off his protective parental instincts. He sat down next to her and pulled her to him and held on to her tightly as if reassuring her that it was okay to feel what ever she was feeling right now. And that no matter what was wrong she could talk to him about it.

Spike: Do you want to talk about it? (concerned)

The two sat there for a while before Emma actually said anything. She just sat there leaning against his shoulder, and contemplated how to tell her father all that had been going through her head for the past ten years. She finally decided that, if she was anything like him, which she knew she was, that maybe he should only be told a little at a time. She really didn't need an emotionally pissed of vampire father right now. Especially with her slayer instincts telling her that something was coming and it was going to be good.

She cautiously let out an answer that wouldn't reveal to much, that she knew he wasn't ready to hear.

Emma: I don't know why I had that dream, I haven't had that dream for almost 6 years. (quietly)

Spike: What dream luv?

Emma: The one were I'm older and stronger and I can save mum.-- But in the end it always ends the same. It's like a dream any person would have if a loved one died, and they felt guilty for some reason, would have. You know like when you would feel bad because you hadn't seen them as often as you probably should have, or you should have been at an important event that you weren't and now that their gone it just nags at your conscious. But, at the same time, it's almost like a slayer dream too. Almost like I'm supposed to realize that there was nothing that I could have done about it, that no matter what I might have done differently it wouldn't have changed the out come.--- But why would I have that dream when I had already understood that when I was 10? (confused)

Spike held her tightly as she sat there in her own world of grief, understanding and a little confusion. He could tell that she was leaving a lot out of her explanation of what had either happened that day or after. But he wasn't going to push her. Of course he had never understood slayer dreams to begin with, and now that Emma had them, well lets just say he had a lot of catching up to do in the slayer department. Especially when Emma wasn't your average Vampire Slayer. It's not everyday that you find a slayer that just happens to be part vampire. But then out of no where she smiles at him, and pulls him out of his thoughts.

Emma: But this is the first time you've been in one of my dreams. It was like all of the sudden you were there and I knew that everything was going to be okay again. (smiling)

Spike smiled at his little girl and gave her a tight hug. He could see the love for him in her eyes. She wasn't mad at him for not being there while she grew up. She accepted the fact that he hadn't known and accepted the fact that even though he had just found out about her, she had become the most important person in his life. And he could tell she knew it wasn't because of who her mother was, even though that was part of it, but because she was the daughter he never thought he could have. He started to tickle her like crazy. Emma let out a squeal as he continued his assault on her sensitive, ticklish stomach, and she couldn't stop laughing.

Emma: Dad! (laughing)

After a little while Spike stopped to let her catch her breath. But she couldn't stop cracking up. And soon Spike joined her and started laughing himself, just of sheer joy of seeing his daughter happy.

By the time they had stopped laughing the sun was going down. They sat there for a little while longer before they both realized that they were hungry. Spike had gone in the kitchen to get himself a mug of blood and Emma went to the guest room, that was rapidly becoming her own, and got ready for a night of patrolling. She changed into her leather boots, leather pants, mid-drift t-shirt, pulled her hair into a pony-tail and grabbed her stakes. When she was finished getting ready she got a sample serum that Fred had made for her, and took a dose. So far this serum had been working, and was controlling her blood cravings. When she came out of her room she grabbed her black leather duster that was on the coat hanger next to her dads. Spike came out of the kitchen just as she was putting on her duster.

Spike: Where ya goin' luv?

Emma: To fight evil. (smiling) the old fashioned way. Not with any of this high tech crap that doesn't do shit. ---- What do you say? Ditch the poofster and the others and show the bad guys what it feels like to cross the path of a vampire and a slayer on patrol, again?

Spike's face lit up at the concept.

Spike: Bloody good idea.--- A nice night of slaying with my daughter and an added bonus I won't have to listen to peaches all night, complaining that I'm not listening to him.

Emma: He does that because you don't listen to him dad. (smirking)

Spike: (smiling) Exactly, so why should I have to listen to him complain, if I'm not going to follow his orders anyway.

Emma: (shaking her head) I don't know how you two have put up with each other this long.

Spike: (mock annoy) Funny.

Emma: (smugly) I know.

Spike finished his blood and left the mug in the sink and then grabbed his own duster as he followed his daughter out of the apartment. On the way out Spike and Emma ran into Angel, Connor, Dawn, Wesley, Gun, Loren, Cordy and Fred.

Angel: We have a problem.

Spike and Emma stood there and waited for Angel to tell them what the problem was. After a minute they both got really annoyed, and Connor saw this. He was trying really hard not to smile because he knew what was coming next.

Spike & Emma: Well what the bloody hell is it? We don't have all bleedin' day!

Everyone but Connor, Dawn, Emma and Spike had a surprised look on their faces.

Connor: (smiling) Did I mention that she had the British accent too?

Gun: Does that always happen?

Emma: I'm his little girl and I grew up in bloody England, what do you think? (no longer holding back her accent) Now what's the bleedin' problem. (annoyed)

Wes: Right…um… apparently there's a vampire who arrived in town and has picked up on your fathers old habits.

That caught Emma's attention. She looked straight at Dawn.

Emma: have you talked to Giles yet?

Dawn: Yeah, he said he departed England about a day after you left.

Emma: Bloody hell!!-- Do any of you, besides Dawn, know what he looks like?

Everyone shook their heads negatively. And with that she sighed.

Connor: But we do know that he uses the same MO as William the Bloody…

Emma: Except…

Connor: (sighed) Except that when he leaves his victims he signs them in blood.

Emma & Connor: William the Invincible. (Emma: pissed, Connor: matter-of-factly)

Emma looked away and punched the wall. And then she started down the hallway ready to kick some evil ass. Everyone followed, even though they were confused. All but Dawn anyway. Emma had never filled Connor in on her best friend who she was going to probably have to hurt a lot, and even then she wasn't sure how she was going to save him from himself.

Emma: (mumbling angrily) Well, Will, you've got my attention now. So what are you gonna bloody do about it?

Connor: Who is this guy?

Emma: He was my best friend growing up, we were like brother and sister. Then one day he just changed, and a week later he tried to kill me. (pissed)

Connor had a surprised look on his face after she answered. He had thought he knew everything about her. But he was rapidly learning that his girlfriend had a few secrets that he hadn't known about. He wasn't mad at her, just hurt that she hadn't told him before. After she had her dad time, they really needed to talk.

Angel: Is he a vampire?

Emma: No, some demon gave him a power boost. And he just started going crazy from there, he thought he was a vampire. Started drinking blood and everything.

Gun: So is he a demon?

Emma: Nope. Just a guy who has a lot of strength and needs a really good therapist.

Spike: Wait!…Wait! Go back to the part were he tried to kill you!!! (pissed)

Emma: (rolling her eye) Don't worry dad I've got this under control. And that's another thing, if we meet up with him, back off, he's mine!! (pissed)

A/N: well here is the 9th chapter, I hope you like it. In my next chapter your going to see Spike and Emma get closer as they find the more they have in common with each other, and more about Emma's past. Please review and let me know how you like it. Thanks.

JenaMariano