Chapter 7
"Wait, are you telling me that she's our daughter from the future?" Giles nodded.
"I believe so, how else would you explain it?" Spike still couldn't believe it and looked at the picture that he was still holding. He traced the image of the small child with him and Buffy with his finger and then looked back up at Giles.
"I knew there was something that seemed familiar about her. She even looks like Buffy, I should have known." He said.
"Yes, well I don't believe any of us picked up on it. She didn't seem to want anyone to know, not yet anyway." Spike put the picture back in the book and headed for the stairs.
"I have to talk to her. Don't tell Buffy about this just yet." Spike said as he headed upstairs and out of the basement. The house was quiet, but he managed to find Lexa sitting on the couch in the dark with her head down. He walked closer to her. "Is there something you wanna tell me, kitten?" Lexa smiled without looking up.
"You haven't called me that since I was little." She then caught what she said and looked up at him. "Oops," she replied and Spike walked closer to her and sat down on the couch.
"I already know, found this which I believe used to be mine if I'm not mistaken." Spike said as he gave her the journal back. She took it and nodded.
"You gave it to me a few years before you died. You said that I was old enough to read about everything that happened with you and Buffy. Well, mostly everything. Of course, you wrote more as the years went by." Spike sighed and looked at her.
"Why didn't you tell us who you really were?" Lexa shrugged and looked back at him.
"I don't know, guess I figured it would have been better that way. Does Buffy know?" Spike shook his head.
"No, not yet. I think you should be the one to tell her." Lexa nodded.
"Yeah, I guess. I just can't believe that I get to see her again. I haven't seen her since I was 7, it's all really weird." Spike nodded and dreaded what he asked next.
"How did she die?" Lexa looked saddened for a second before she spoke.
"She was killed, that's all I know. You wouldn't tell me much about what happened." She told him and he nodded.
"What about me?" He asked.
"You were killed by a demon, its claws were poisonous and you got slashed pretty badly. I guess that poison was even hazardous to vampires." Lexa then had tears in her eyes when she looked at him. "I'm so sorry." Spike looked at her not sure what she was sorry about.
"What for, love?" Lexa took a deep breath.
"For getting you killed. You died because you were protecting me. We had a stupid fight and I ran out and if I never did that then you wouldn't have gotten killed. It was all my fault. God, I'm so sorry." She said as she put her head in her hands and cried. Spike put his arm around her and she then turned and rested her head on his chest as she continued to cry.
"It's alright, sweetheart. I would have done it again if I had to. At least you survived." Lexa raised her head and looked at him and he wiped a few tears off of her face. "No more tears, alright?" Lexa smiled and attacked him in a big hug.
"I love you, daddy." Spike held her and he was having a hard time keeping himself from crying too.
"It'll take me a bit to get used to that." She laughed a little and didn't let go until she heard someone clear their throat. They both looked up and saw Giles.
"Sorry to interrupt. I'm guessing everything went alright?" Spike nodded and Giles turned his gaze to Lexa. "So, you're Buffy's daughter? This is quite astonishing." Giles stated with a smile. He then wondered about something. "Lexa, I was wondering about your grandfather that you mentioned took you in." Lexa nodded and smiled at him.
"You're my grandfather, Giles. You're the one that sent me here." He took everything in and smiled again.
"Yes, definitely astonishing." Giles knew he had some research to do.
"Wait, are you telling me that she's our daughter from the future?" Giles nodded.
"I believe so, how else would you explain it?" Spike still couldn't believe it and looked at the picture that he was still holding. He traced the image of the small child with him and Buffy with his finger and then looked back up at Giles.
"I knew there was something that seemed familiar about her. She even looks like Buffy, I should have known." He said.
"Yes, well I don't believe any of us picked up on it. She didn't seem to want anyone to know, not yet anyway." Spike put the picture back in the book and headed for the stairs.
"I have to talk to her. Don't tell Buffy about this just yet." Spike said as he headed upstairs and out of the basement. The house was quiet, but he managed to find Lexa sitting on the couch in the dark with her head down. He walked closer to her. "Is there something you wanna tell me, kitten?" Lexa smiled without looking up.
"You haven't called me that since I was little." She then caught what she said and looked up at him. "Oops," she replied and Spike walked closer to her and sat down on the couch.
"I already know, found this which I believe used to be mine if I'm not mistaken." Spike said as he gave her the journal back. She took it and nodded.
"You gave it to me a few years before you died. You said that I was old enough to read about everything that happened with you and Buffy. Well, mostly everything. Of course, you wrote more as the years went by." Spike sighed and looked at her.
"Why didn't you tell us who you really were?" Lexa shrugged and looked back at him.
"I don't know, guess I figured it would have been better that way. Does Buffy know?" Spike shook his head.
"No, not yet. I think you should be the one to tell her." Lexa nodded.
"Yeah, I guess. I just can't believe that I get to see her again. I haven't seen her since I was 7, it's all really weird." Spike nodded and dreaded what he asked next.
"How did she die?" Lexa looked saddened for a second before she spoke.
"She was killed, that's all I know. You wouldn't tell me much about what happened." She told him and he nodded.
"What about me?" He asked.
"You were killed by a demon, its claws were poisonous and you got slashed pretty badly. I guess that poison was even hazardous to vampires." Lexa then had tears in her eyes when she looked at him. "I'm so sorry." Spike looked at her not sure what she was sorry about.
"What for, love?" Lexa took a deep breath.
"For getting you killed. You died because you were protecting me. We had a stupid fight and I ran out and if I never did that then you wouldn't have gotten killed. It was all my fault. God, I'm so sorry." She said as she put her head in her hands and cried. Spike put his arm around her and she then turned and rested her head on his chest as she continued to cry.
"It's alright, sweetheart. I would have done it again if I had to. At least you survived." Lexa raised her head and looked at him and he wiped a few tears off of her face. "No more tears, alright?" Lexa smiled and attacked him in a big hug.
"I love you, daddy." Spike held her and he was having a hard time keeping himself from crying too.
"It'll take me a bit to get used to that." She laughed a little and didn't let go until she heard someone clear their throat. They both looked up and saw Giles.
"Sorry to interrupt. I'm guessing everything went alright?" Spike nodded and Giles turned his gaze to Lexa. "So, you're Buffy's daughter? This is quite astonishing." Giles stated with a smile. He then wondered about something. "Lexa, I was wondering about your grandfather that you mentioned took you in." Lexa nodded and smiled at him.
"You're my grandfather, Giles. You're the one that sent me here." He took everything in and smiled again.
"Yes, definitely astonishing." Giles knew he had some research to do.