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Bloody Hell

Chapter 18- The Dream

Spike looked around the room. Once again, research, research, research. Glenda and the Watcher were buried deep into their separate books. The sounds of 90 mile per hour typing, coming from Red and her laptop. Dawn was playing with Glenda's hair. The whelp and his demon bird were 'researching', but Spike was pretty sure he wasn't the only one who noticed their game of footsy under the table. And then he looked at his Slayer. Her head was laying on the table, her eyes closed in a deep sleep.

Buffy was dancing at The Bronze with her friends. All the worries of vampires, demons, and apocalypses swept away from her mind as the music washed over her. She felt like she used to when she was in high school. Yeah, The Bronze could always get her mind away from her troubles. Buffy looked to her right. Willow was dancing, smiling and giggling as Xander -on Buffy's left- tried to, as he called it, 'bust a move'.
Suddenly her friends disappeared, soon followed by everyone else in the club. Buffy looked around the empty place, panic written across her face. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. This wasn't real. She was going to open her eyes, and everyone would be back, enjoying their night. She took one more breath before opening her eyes. Buffy gasped. She was in one of the many cemeteries in Sunnydale. Everything was dead silent. (No pun intended) She was sure she had gone deaf. She turned around to find vampires. Hundreds of them, all coming her way. Demons and monsters. Buffy's eyes went wide in horror, as she prepared herself for the unexpected fight; she knew she couldn't get out of. But then they were gone. Where they were, stood a little girl. She couldn't be more than four or five.
"Mommy?"
Buffy looked behind her. Mommy? But then something hit Buffy. She knew this little girl. She wasn't sure how, but she just knew her. "Elizabeth?"
"Will you and daddy protect me from them?"
Then something connected deep inside of Buffy. Her daughter. Spike was magically pregnant. And she was the mom. She had never thought of that before. The whole thing was so impossible, that the baby being apart of her didn't seem so crazy after all. Buffy knelt beside the girl. "Protect you from who, honey."
"The monsters. They will come."
"What are you talking about?" Buffy started to get worried. Was this a sign of a future apocalypse?
"You and daddy will forget. You will be happy with me. And we will be normal. And you will forget about the monsters. She told me so."
"Who?"
"The girl. She said the monsters will get me, because you wished for normal and forgot."
Buffy was confused. She was going to forget about her Slayer calling, and that would get her daughter killed? Okay, maybe she wasn't too confused.
"No, baby. I won't forget, I'll remember. I promise."
The little girl smiled. She started dancing around, twirling, and watching her skirt float around her.
She looked so cute. Buffy watched as her daughter danced around. She could tell she was her daughter. The little girl had long blonde hair, her father's sharp blue eyes, high set and pronounced, not as much as her father. She had Buffy's eyebrows, and her dad's chin. Buffy was so caught in thought she couldn't stop what happened next. By the time she realized what was happening, it was too late. A vampire ran out from nowhere and snatched up the small child, breaking her neck, right in front of her mother. Buffy screamed.

Buffy's heard jerked up from the table, a scream ringing from her mouth, tears falling from her eyes.
Spike was by her side before her head was fully up. "Buffy, baby, what's wrong."
Buffy was crying, "They killed her. Spike!" Buffy threw her arms around her boyfriend, "I was right there and I couldn't stop it. They killed her. She was so small!" Spike pulled her forward looking her in the eyes.
"They killed who, Buffy?"
"Our daughter."