Author's Note
I apologize for the mixup. I did not intend on having Harmony call Buffy by her real name. It's just that sometimes I confuse myself. I hope it doesn't happen again in the future, and I would like to add that I very much enjoyed all of you guys' reviews.
Thanks!!
Jill
A/N: Sorry it's been so long, but I had finals to contend with. Anyway, here's the next chap.
Chapter Seven
"So, uh, you liked it? Didn't bore you to tears, did we?" Spike asked Willow and Buffy. Unable to look him in the eyes, she instead looked at her baby's face.
"It was wonderful." Buffy said.
"Happy and sad for me. Happy cause you guys sounded so great, but sad because it's only two thirds of the infamous Giles' trio. But it was great." Willow said as she embraced him, having Spike awkwardly pat her on the back and muttering a few "there, there now."
"Excuse me ladies. There's a drink calling my name." Spike said as Willow released him, disappearing in the crowd.
"Willow, uh, I need to go in the house for a minute." Buffy said, walking away before the red head got a chance to protest. Unfortunately for her, she ran right into... someone she never met.
"Hi, you must be Drusilla." A blonde haired woman said to her, looking very cheerful.
"Um, yea. And you are?"
"Oh, silly me. I'm Harmony Kendall. An old friend of the family." She said with a little giggle.
"Oh, that's nice." Buffy said, falsely interested.
"So that's the baby, huh?" Buffy gave her a strange look.
"Of course."
"Doesn't really look like a Giles. I mean, without the blue eyes, I mean. Brown must be from your side of the family, huh?" Buffy nodded dumbly, trying in vain to think of a way of escape.
"You know, nearly their whole family is blue eyed? Spike's mom, Spike, Mr. Giles-"
"You know Spike?"
"Yea. We totally go way back. I told him if he ever married me, we'd definitely have some good looking children with the trademark blue eyes. But does he listen? Oh no. I tell him I love him and he tells me he loves syphilis more than me and that love hurts. Stupid jerk." She finished with a pout.
"He really said that?"
"Yeah. What, like I'd make that up or something?"
"No, I just-"
"Hey, don't be fooled. Randy was the nice one. I wish I had fallen for him instead. Then maybe he'd have been with me instead of you on that train and- Oh I'm sorry! Not saying that his death was your fault or anything." She said at a lame attempt of backtracking.
"No, it's alright. I um... Oops! Baby needs a change. Gotta go!" Buffy said as she briskly walked away. If there was anything that came out of that conversation was leverage against Spike. Now she had a solid reason of staying far, far away from him. Well, emotionally anyway. Avoidance was key. For four days straight (except that brief encounter in the kitchen) she was able to.
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Spike couldn't help but notice how distant Buffy seemed from him lately. Perhaps she knew that he knew the truth and was wary of him? But how could she possibly know that? *Better check it out.* He thought as he went looking for her.
"Dru, luv. Haven't seen you for awhile. What've you been up to?" He asked as he studied her reaction closely. She was very fidgety. Very fidgety indeed.
"Oh, um... nothing. Just resting?" She asked more than said.
"Uh, huh. Well it seems to me that-"
"S- sorry to, um, interrupt. But Mr. Giles would like to see you both." Tara said shyly, waiting for the two to move to follow her. Buffy kept glancing uneasily behind her at Spike, not knowing what to expect anymore.
"Drusilla, I would like you to meet the family lawyer, Ms. Anya Jenkins." Giles said as he motioned for her to come closer. Buffy became really nervous just then. She wiped her palm on her skirt before shaking the other woman's hand. Spike watched on in confusion.
"How do you do? Terribly sorry for your loss. Randy was a nice guy." Anya said with a smile.
"Oh, thank you." *Okay, exactly what the hell is going on?* Buffy thought.
"I've asked Anya and you here, Dru, because I'm going to add you and Faith to my will." Giles said.
"What?" Buffy gasped.
"What?!" Spike yelled. "Don't you think you should think about this?" Spike questioned as he strode up to his dad.
"Yes, I have. I've made up my mind, William. No use in getting upset." Before Spike got the chance to protest further, Buffy stepped in.
"No, you can't!" Buffy yelled.
"Drusilla, really I think-"
"No, don't you see? I'm not here for the money. I don't want the money." She said.
"Well, I am. Please, continue arguing. I'm paid by the hour." Anya said as she sat down on one of the sofas. Buffy ignored Anya's interruption and continued.
"Look, I didn't come for that. I came for you, and you." Buffy said as she looked at Giles and Spike. Giles smiled warmly at her while Spike cocked his head to the side and observed her with an unreadable expression.
"Well, that just seals the deal, doesn't it? Now I want to do this more than ever." Giles said as he began signing the papers before him. Buffy watched him, clearly distressed. She looked at Spike for help, but he just shrugged his shoulders in response.
*Well, this birds intentions don't seem to be devious.* He thought. Now all he had to figure out was why she consistently avoided him.
I apologize for the mixup. I did not intend on having Harmony call Buffy by her real name. It's just that sometimes I confuse myself. I hope it doesn't happen again in the future, and I would like to add that I very much enjoyed all of you guys' reviews.
Thanks!!
Jill
A/N: Sorry it's been so long, but I had finals to contend with. Anyway, here's the next chap.
Chapter Seven
"So, uh, you liked it? Didn't bore you to tears, did we?" Spike asked Willow and Buffy. Unable to look him in the eyes, she instead looked at her baby's face.
"It was wonderful." Buffy said.
"Happy and sad for me. Happy cause you guys sounded so great, but sad because it's only two thirds of the infamous Giles' trio. But it was great." Willow said as she embraced him, having Spike awkwardly pat her on the back and muttering a few "there, there now."
"Excuse me ladies. There's a drink calling my name." Spike said as Willow released him, disappearing in the crowd.
"Willow, uh, I need to go in the house for a minute." Buffy said, walking away before the red head got a chance to protest. Unfortunately for her, she ran right into... someone she never met.
"Hi, you must be Drusilla." A blonde haired woman said to her, looking very cheerful.
"Um, yea. And you are?"
"Oh, silly me. I'm Harmony Kendall. An old friend of the family." She said with a little giggle.
"Oh, that's nice." Buffy said, falsely interested.
"So that's the baby, huh?" Buffy gave her a strange look.
"Of course."
"Doesn't really look like a Giles. I mean, without the blue eyes, I mean. Brown must be from your side of the family, huh?" Buffy nodded dumbly, trying in vain to think of a way of escape.
"You know, nearly their whole family is blue eyed? Spike's mom, Spike, Mr. Giles-"
"You know Spike?"
"Yea. We totally go way back. I told him if he ever married me, we'd definitely have some good looking children with the trademark blue eyes. But does he listen? Oh no. I tell him I love him and he tells me he loves syphilis more than me and that love hurts. Stupid jerk." She finished with a pout.
"He really said that?"
"Yeah. What, like I'd make that up or something?"
"No, I just-"
"Hey, don't be fooled. Randy was the nice one. I wish I had fallen for him instead. Then maybe he'd have been with me instead of you on that train and- Oh I'm sorry! Not saying that his death was your fault or anything." She said at a lame attempt of backtracking.
"No, it's alright. I um... Oops! Baby needs a change. Gotta go!" Buffy said as she briskly walked away. If there was anything that came out of that conversation was leverage against Spike. Now she had a solid reason of staying far, far away from him. Well, emotionally anyway. Avoidance was key. For four days straight (except that brief encounter in the kitchen) she was able to.
****************
Spike couldn't help but notice how distant Buffy seemed from him lately. Perhaps she knew that he knew the truth and was wary of him? But how could she possibly know that? *Better check it out.* He thought as he went looking for her.
"Dru, luv. Haven't seen you for awhile. What've you been up to?" He asked as he studied her reaction closely. She was very fidgety. Very fidgety indeed.
"Oh, um... nothing. Just resting?" She asked more than said.
"Uh, huh. Well it seems to me that-"
"S- sorry to, um, interrupt. But Mr. Giles would like to see you both." Tara said shyly, waiting for the two to move to follow her. Buffy kept glancing uneasily behind her at Spike, not knowing what to expect anymore.
"Drusilla, I would like you to meet the family lawyer, Ms. Anya Jenkins." Giles said as he motioned for her to come closer. Buffy became really nervous just then. She wiped her palm on her skirt before shaking the other woman's hand. Spike watched on in confusion.
"How do you do? Terribly sorry for your loss. Randy was a nice guy." Anya said with a smile.
"Oh, thank you." *Okay, exactly what the hell is going on?* Buffy thought.
"I've asked Anya and you here, Dru, because I'm going to add you and Faith to my will." Giles said.
"What?" Buffy gasped.
"What?!" Spike yelled. "Don't you think you should think about this?" Spike questioned as he strode up to his dad.
"Yes, I have. I've made up my mind, William. No use in getting upset." Before Spike got the chance to protest further, Buffy stepped in.
"No, you can't!" Buffy yelled.
"Drusilla, really I think-"
"No, don't you see? I'm not here for the money. I don't want the money." She said.
"Well, I am. Please, continue arguing. I'm paid by the hour." Anya said as she sat down on one of the sofas. Buffy ignored Anya's interruption and continued.
"Look, I didn't come for that. I came for you, and you." Buffy said as she looked at Giles and Spike. Giles smiled warmly at her while Spike cocked his head to the side and observed her with an unreadable expression.
"Well, that just seals the deal, doesn't it? Now I want to do this more than ever." Giles said as he began signing the papers before him. Buffy watched him, clearly distressed. She looked at Spike for help, but he just shrugged his shoulders in response.
*Well, this birds intentions don't seem to be devious.* He thought. Now all he had to figure out was why she consistently avoided him.
