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(For disclaimer, etc. - see chapter 1)

Chapter 6

When Joyce came into Buffy's room in the morning she was a little surprised to find her smaller-than-usual daughter underneath little Spike's arm. She was just having one of those Mom-patented 'Aaaw' moments when the kids started stirring. They sat up almost as one, rubbing their eyes and yawning.

"Good morning, sleepyheads" Joyce smiled as she moved to open the drapes. Immediately Spike scurried down underneath the covers, uncovering Buffy in the process.

"No Mommy!" she complained, "No sunshine!" she reminded her and Joyce cursed under her breath as she pulled the drapes closed again, blocking out the direct light.

"Oh, Spike" she said guiltily, coming over to sit on the edge of the bed next to where he was hidden, "I'm so sorry"

He didn't come out and Buffy decided to investigate. She lifted up the top of the duvet and stuck her head underneath.

"Spikey, stop being a scardey-vamp!" she told him, "Mommy didn't mean it"

Cautiously he pulled the duvet back off his head and looked over at Joyce who smiled apologetically.

"You okay, sweetie?" she checked and he nodded solemnly.

"Wasn't really afraid" he shook his head, trying to cover for his little display. Despite his being a small child version of himself, Joyce was amused to note that he still wanted to keep his tough guy reputation intact.

"Of course not" she said as seriously as she could before helping the kids to get back into their day clothes, before taking them down to the kitchen for breakfast.

"So, cereal or toast or something else, what do you kids feel like?" she asked as she helped them up onto the two stools by the counter and put on some coffee for herself.

"I want these!" Buffy grinned, reaching past Spike for the box of cornflakes. When Joyce turned around to see what her daughter was doing she screamed at the sight she saw. The cup in her hand went hurtling towards the tiled floor, smashing into many pieces on impact.

Buffy sat up straight at lightning speed before she realised what had frightened her mother. There sat Spike (version : five year old) in full vamp face, licking his lips around the side of his fangs.

He hadn't meant to scare anyone, he wasn't even sure how his face had changed since he couldn't see it, but it felt different and it had happened when Buffy reached across the counter, putting her neck near his face. He could smell her blood, practically feel her pulse inside his own head and it made him hungry to the point where his vampiric features slipped into place without him really knowing it.

"I think I know what Spikey wants for breakfast, Mommy" Buffy said making a face at the very idea, and leaning away from him slightly. Joyce was still back against the opposite counter top, hand on her chest and breathing unevenly from the shock of seeing the childs face so disfigured. Of course she'd seen vampires before but never one so young, it was a very disturbing sight.

Spike tried to think of other things beside the blood, but it was as if it was calling to him, from both Buffy and Joyce now. He tried really hard to remember they were nice people, that Joyce was being his Mum for a while and that Buffy had said she was his friend. He was more desperate to hold onto that than he was to feed and eventually he felt the demon slip away for a while.

"I'm sorry" he said guiltily when it was gone and Joyce felt bad for her reaction. It seemed that mentally both Spike and her daughter were getting muddled, and whilst they retained some knowledge of the lives they had led, a vast amount of their younger personas were showing through. He may be a vampire, but Spike was also a young child right now and he didn't want her to be mad at him.

"It's okay sweetie" she smiled, "You just surprised me is all...I suppose Mr Giles might have some blood at his house?" she looked to Buffy who nodded.

"Alright then, how about we get a few things together and go have breakfast with him? I'll bet he could use some company right now"

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"Oh good Lord" Giles groaned as he awoke to banging on his front door, making the banging he already had in his head ten times worse. Dragging himself from the bed, still wearing yesterdays clothes, he opened his eyes and was mildly surprised to find he could see nothing. His memory rushed back to the surface then, Willow's spell, his lack of site, Xander's demon attracting skills, and Buffy and Spike's throwback to childhood.

Giles felt as if going back to bed and hiding might be a terribly good idea, until another round of banging started up on his front door. Keeping a hand on the wall he guided himself to the stairs and then gripped the banister for dear life as he made his way down.

He managed to trip on the rug and bump into two chairs on his way to the front door and when he eventually arrived there he was unsure as to what he was going to do when he'd got it open, it wasn't as if he would know who was there.

"Who's there?" he called cautiously, hands still on the handle and lock.

"Rupert, it's Joyce" she called back, and she was so relieved when he opened the door quickly. Giles was almost knocked off his feet by the two children as they ran into the apartment, Spike throwing a small blanket off his body and hiding in a shadowy corner. Buffy went straight to the window and tried to pull the drapes over to no avail.

"Buffy, sweetheart" Joyce sighed, closing the front door and helping Giles over to the couch, "You go check on Spike, I'll do that"

The small blonde scampered off to find her friend as her mother did as she said she would.

"How are you, Rupert?" she asked the Watcher as she returned to the couch and sat down beside him, hand on his arm so he knew she was there.

"Oh, fine" he smiled, clearly lying as he looked straight past her without realising.

"I doubt very much that's true" Mrs Summers half-smiled herself, "but we're going to fix all this. I know I don't usually get involved in your work, but even if Buffy is still the Slayer she's hardly in a position to research"

"Joyce, I do appreciate your kind offer" Giles told her, "but I'm not even sure anything can be done to resolve this until we locate Willow. Xander tells me she has left town indefinitely. She has gone after Oz, you see"

Joyce was about to answer when Buffy and Spike came bounding back into the room from the kitchen.

"Hey Giles" the little girl grinned as she stood beside him, little hands resting on his knees, "How are you today?" she asked politely and he smiled in what he hoped was her general direction.

"I am better than I was" he told her, "and very pleased that you came to visit me" he half-lied.

"Oh we had to" Buffy told him, remembering why they'd originally come here, "Spikey got hungry and Mommy doesn't have any blood at our house"

"Oh goodness, yes" Joyce gasped in realisation, "We came here for...well, breakfast" she said uncertainly as she got up and headed for the kitchen, "Would you like me to get you something Rupert? Perhaps some toast and tea?" she offered.

"Well, that would be very kind of you, Joyce" he told her, "but you really don't have to..."

"Nonsense" she interrupted, pulling up her sleeves and taking the kids into the other room with her, "It'll only take a minute"

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It was an hour later, when Xander and Anya arrived at Giles' home. Everyone had eaten breakfast by now even Spike, and Joyce was quite proud to say she'd barely even flinched when she was required to microwave some blood for him. She showed nothing but affection for him even when he was vamped out and drinking down the red substance hungrily.

Buffy kept her distance when Spike fed, sitting on the other side of the room til he was done, but she was right by his side in a flash when Xander and Anya arrived. They had to stick together against the mean grown-ups.

"Hey, Little Buff" Xander smiled uncertainly at her as she stood at Spike's side. The child vamp gave disturbingly evil looks for someone so small.

"I don't like you" Buffy told her supposed friend, sticking out her tongue and turning her back on him. Spike did the same for the sake of five year old solidarity and Joyce sighed.

"Xander, what on Earth did you do to offend my daughter?" she asked the boy as he took a seat on the arm of the chair that Anya had placed herself in. Mrs Summers joined Giles on the couch once again.

"Er, well she was...it was nothing" he decided to say, thinking perhaps it was best not to mention that Buffy and Spike had found porn yesterday during his time looking after them. When Anya opened her mouth to fill in the blanks he gave her such a look that she closed it again immediately.

"So, G-man, hows that vision thing?" he asked, desperate to change the subject.

"No different I'm afraid" the Watcher sighed, "and you know Xander, just because I cannot see you does not make it any more acceptable for you to use that confounded name for me" he said with agitation, reaching for the tea cup that he knew must be somewhere on the table. Joyce noticed what he was trying to do and handed it to him. He thanked her with a smile.

"So I suppose now would be when we start researching spells to reverse everything Willow messed up?" Anya asked, "I mean a five year old Slayer is not exactly useful and frankly without your sight you're pretty useless too" she told Giles matter-of-factly.

"Anya, I don't think you're helping" Joyce told her a little sternly as she aided the Watcher in placing his now empty tea cup back on the table. He smiled once more and she patted his knee before getting up to take the dishes to the kitchen.

"Buffy" Spike nudged her, eager to get her attention off whatever boring thing she was doing.

"Spike!" she complained as the pencil in her hand skidded off course, spoiling the picture she'd been drawing, "You messed up my picture!" she whined.

"I'll help you do another one" he assured her, "but look!" he pointed at Giles and Joyce across the room as the woman patted the man's knee before she stood up and left the room, "I think Mum likes Giles" he whispered like it was a big secret and Buffy made a face.

"I think they liked each other before" she tried to remember but found her jumbled memories, whilst becoming more clear now, no longer contained many things she felt they should.

"Grown ups only keep touching each other and smiling if they love each other" Spike said like it was some great fact that Buffy was too stupid to know and he was so intelligent for saying it. The mini Slayer was only half listening now as she turned over the paper she'd found and started her drawing over on the other side. Her tongue stuck out of the corner of her mouth as she concentrated hard.

"If grown ups love each other and touch each other a lot, then they have babies" she recited like she'd learnt every word exactly without really understanding it, "Oh" she gasped suddenly, non-drawing hand going straight to her mouth, "Mommy and Giles are gonna have a baby" she whispered and Spike looked fairly shocked at the revelation. Truth was, it wasn't the fact Joyce might be having a baby made him gasp, it was finding out where babies came from in the first place...although he was fairly certain he used to know, once upon a time.

"If they have another baby and get married and everything" Buffy said, breaking his train of thought, "they won't want us around anymore" she said sadly.

"Why not?" Spike frowned, sitting down beside her and watching her continue to draw her picture.

"Being married and having babies make you busy, like our old neighbour Miss Mason. She met a man, changed her name and had a baby. We didn't see her much after that, she was always busy" she said with a sigh.

Spike was worried by this. He so enjoyed spending time with Buffy and Joyce, it was like he had a proper family again. It had been so long since he felt he belonged anywhere. He felt bad for Buffy too as he looked over at her and saw her trying not to cry, still a tear dripped onto her paper, smudging her second attempt at a picture. He put a hand on her arm and she looked over at him.

"If Joyce marries Giles, and they have a baby and get too busy for us" he told her solemnly, "I'll marry you, and we can be busy on our own"

Buffy couldn't help but smile at that as she nodded in agreement.

"Okay" she told him, before leaning over her picture and adding the finishing touch. She held it up for Spike to see and he frowned.

"What is it?" he asked and Buffy rolled her eyes.

"That's me" she pointed to a funny little figure in a skirt, "and that's you" she pointed to a similar figure next to that, this one in a coat like Spike's, "and we're in a big heart" she smiled as she showed him, "cos that means we're gonna get married" she grinned.

To Be Continued...

A/N2 : I couldn't resist the mini-Spuffy love! I love writing these kids and so far it seems you all like my story. Please keep on reviewing and telling me what you like and certain things you'd like to see happen. I'll incorporate as much as I can into the plot (yes, there is going to be one amongst all this kiddy fun!). MaidenRo, your suggestion about bath-time has been duly noted, I'll see what I can do :-)