Author's Note* Ok, I totally apologize, it's been madd months since my last update and I changed my name and I'm totally sorry for that. I've been thinking about stopping the story but I don't want to upset whatever fans I might have so I decided I'll keep going. I have read the reviews and I think I will do a sort of competition between Spike and Angelus for Buffy, I always wanted it to happen on the show but oh well. Anyway, like I always say - on with the show !

Title: Back In Time

Author: Slayer-Sister

Email: Babicill13@aol.com or LiLDiVApm@aol.com

Disclaimer: If I owned Spike do you think I would be here writing a story?? HELL NO!! LoL, just playing. Don't own them, wish I did, but sadly enough, I don't.

Distribution: Ask and you shall receive.

Summary: Buffy and Spike travel back to the 1800's when Spike, Drusilla, Darla, and Angelus are still a vampire family and are still in Europe.

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The silence stretched through the room, no one knowing how to respond to the demon's words.

'So, the Slayer and my grandchilde will be here for a while, eh? This ought to be fun. I might as well take my toll from one slayer to two. Although, I can think of a few other things I'd like to do with her first.'

Angelus' thoughts swam through his head. It was HIS grandchilde after all. It wouldn't be difficult to take her from him just as he begun to do with Drusilla. The Slayer herself might be a problem though. There was no telling how strong she was. She was tiny and appeared weak but Angelus knew better than to judge by appearance. Better to test the waters first.

"Well, considering what the man just said, looks like you two will be here for a while. I see no reason why you cannot stay in my home. Welcome," he said, never loosing his Irish tones.

"Is he serious?"

Buffy looked up at Spike while she questioned. It was an interesting offer but she would turn it down in a second if it bothered Spike. She knew this must be difficult for him, staying with the demons he used to call his family. Also, the fact that there would be a younger version of him self, well William was bound to ask questions sooner or later. She only wanted to resist at first for him but if he wanted to stay, then they would.

"I don't know pet. He's planning something but this is our best bet. Whatever he does, we could take him."

"I'll take that as a yes. William, you remember where everything is, yes? Escort yourselves up. You know what rooms to choose from."

Spike growled.

"You keep talking to him like that and you'll get absolutely nowhere. First of all, his name is Spike. Remember that, cause that's what you'll be calling him. As for me, you call me Buffy and only that. Second of all, you try anything, either to him or myself, you'll find out how exactly I earned the title 'best Slayer to ever walk the earth' got that? Great."

(I know, that's not what they called her in the show but I had to think of something ! And besides, I think she earned that.)

As Buffy and Spike began to climb the stairs and Angelus walked off to the fireplace, Darla and Drusilla chasing after him, William stood there in wonder. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, including his Princess and in the future, she was all his. The circumstances, however, confused him. He would have to find out more about the duo while they stayed. A smile formed on his lips.

Darla couldn't believe this! How could Angelus invite a Slayer to stay in their home? Was he mad? She could tell that this girl was strong by merely listening to her speak. And her great grandchilde looked stronger than she ever imagined him. Put the two together, and there would be a deadly partnership.

But it already seemed as if they were together! How could that be! He being a vampire, and she being a Slayer. Darla understood that the girl had beauty, any fool could see that and she already feared that she had gotten to Angelus. She would have to talk to him.

Upstairs, Spike led Buffy to the last door in the hall. He opened it and she marveled at its beauty.

In the center of the room, against the wall, lay a large bed covered in beige silk sheets and a large beige canopy adorning its top. To the right of the bed was a small nightstand with two white and beige candles. Buffy already knew the theme to this room. To the left of the bed, a few feet away, was a beige leather chair and horizontal to that was what seemed to be a closet. Then horizontal to the bed was a much larger nightstand with all kinds of perfumes on the top and behind those a large mirror. Next to that was a door to which she guessed led to the bathroom. The room was beautiful but it wouldn't be complete without the balcony.

She walked across after being nudged by Spike and pulled open the heavy drapes. She then walked out the French doors and clutched the railing, looking out onto the city. Since the sun was starting to go down, and was no longer directly in front of them, Spike went out and wrapped his arms around her small waist.

She leaned back and let out a comfortable sigh. Oh yeah, she thought, I could definately get used to this.

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