Chapter 5

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When they got to the house, Buffy opened the door, thankfully the Scoobies had left.

"Buffy love, what is it that you want to show me?" Spike asked, since she hadn't told him on the way.

"Dawn! Can you come here?" Buffy shouted, it was more of a command than a question, ignoring Spike's.

Dawn heard her sister and started to head for the foyer, Anna was quicker and was already running to her mother's call. When she saw Spike she ran right for him jumping up into his arms, which he had offered once he realised what the little girl was going to do.

"Daddy!" Anna shouted, excitedly, hugging Spike.

"Huh?"

"Spike, this is our daughter, Anna."

Spike put Anna down, stunned into silence, he looked at Buffy to see if there was a sign that this was a joke, then looed down at Anna who was beaming up at him with admiration. Buffy then knelt down, taking Anna into her arms, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"Anna sweetheart, let aunt Dawn take you to bed, ok?"

"Ok, goodnight mommy."

"Goodnight sweetheart."

Once Anna and Dawn were upstairs Buffy looked back at him.

"Spike?"

He started laughing hysterically. Spike went over everything in his head. This had to be some kind of joke. Didn't it? I mean they couldn't have a child. Could they? But why would she go to all that length just for a joke? It didn't make sense. She hadn't known he was alive until today.

Buffy tried again.

"Spike, please. I know it's a lot to take in..."

Spike tried to stop laughing, he took in a couple of deep breaths, paused, and then started laughing again.

"Ok, ok, I'm done, really," he managed to say, still laughing slightly, then he cleared his throat, "Right. So she's your...I mean she's our...but she can't...and your not kidding? But she can't possibly be I mean she...I mean I was dead...and...before that, undead...and we never...but no...I..."

"Spike, do you remember our last night together on the hellmouth?"

Spike thought for a moment, racking his brain, then it all came flooding back.

Sunnydale 2003 - the night before the destruction of the hellmouth

Buffy walked down the stairs of her basement, Spike getting off the cot as he felt her presence. They stood in silence staring across the room at one another. Both knew that there was a possibility that this could be the last night they ever had together. They looked at each other, their eyes never moving, not even blinking, they stared deep into one another's soul. The connection that they had was so binding that they found themselves now closing the gap between them, until all but a centimetre divided them. They had been through so much together, there was nothing left to hide. they didn't speak. They just let it flow. Buffy was the first one to make a move, she kissed Spike hungryly and he kissed her back with the same passion, this was what they had both been longing for. Spike ran his fingers through Buffy's golden hair, his other hand resting on the small of her back. When they stopped for air they looked deeply into each other's eyes again.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Spike asked gently.

Buffy nodded her head in reply. They started kissing each other again. Now removing their clothes, continually touching one another, they could never stop touching. Once all had been taken off Buffy jumped up wrapping her legs around Spike's middle, nuzzling his nack, then biting down hard, causing Spike to moan, sending a vibration to flow through him and then directly from him to Buffy, making her shudder. Spike moved so that Buffy's back was against the wall, it was cold to the touch, making her shudder again, he kissed her, trailing them over her neck and back up to her lips, he then slipped to fingers inside her, causing her whole body to tremble, moaning so loud Spike feared someone might of heard, but he continued regardless. He then put her down on the cot, stradling her, before giving her what ahe longed for. What she wanted. What she needed. As Spike thrust himself in and out of Buffy, neither of them knew of the life they were creating or what was going on around them, all they were aware of was each other.

LA 2008 - present day

"But how? I was a vampire."

"Angel was a vampire when he had his son, well when Darla had him obviously, cos well, she was a vampire too..."

"But I can't be the father, I mean, I'm not...I couldn't be..."

"Spike it's you. You were the last...before...it couldn't have been anyone else. Besides she has the most amazing blue eyes, just like you."

"Buffy! She wants you to come here," Dawn shouted from Anna's room.

Buffy rushed upstairs, Spike following close behind. Buffy entered the room as Dawn left for her own.

"Night Spike."

"Night Dawn," he said as he stood in the doorway.

"Sing to me mommy."

Buffy started singing a sweet song, almost like a lullaby, kissing her daughter on the forehead and then tucking her in, Anna was already drifting off to sleep. Seeing Buffy's maternal instincts in operation made Spike's heart melt, made him love her even more.

"But what if I can't be a good dad?"

"You will be. You're a good man Spike. I can feel it and I know you'll be a great dad."

"But how do you know?"

"Because I believe in you."

They stood in the doorway, watching as their daughter slept, Spike's arms around Buffy, after a while they went through to Buffy's bedroom where she fell asleep in those arms, completely content.

Angel walked through the door of the Hyperion, a sullen look on his face, he had not been successful in finding Buffy, and so had had to return home. It had been stupid for him to think that he would just find her, but in a city like LA, it was like searching for a needle in a haystack. And if she was with Spike that was not a good sign. He would just have to look for them in the morning. Or maybe he wouldn't have to. He climbed up the staircase, and walked down the hallway to his room, he entered, taking his shirt off and tossing it onto the floor, walking over to his bed, when the lamp went on. Turning round he saw who turned it on.

"Hello lover, I've been waiting for you. So tell me Angel, did you find the girl?" Darla asked as she walked over to him, when he didn't reply she continued, "No, you didn't did you? Maybe that's the way it's supposed to be. You don't need her Angel, and she doesn't need you..."

"Darla stop. What are you doing inhere?"

"Well as the mother of your children, I think I have a right to be in here, don't you? Besides I'd rather be in here with you, but if you want me to leave."

"I don't want you to leave..."

"Oh really, then why is it that at the mention of her name you bolt from here to be with her. Angel, you say you want me here, and you denied that you only think of her, but here you are searching for what you can't have, even you know that on some subconcious level, and still you go."

"But we...me and Buffy we're...I mean we're..."

"Over. And Angel the sooner you realise that, the better it will be for everyone. Know what, I'm bored now, I think I'll head back to my room. See you in the morning lover."

"Ok Andrew, you so need to get laid, and just to let you know talking about Spike and drooling is not the way to go about it, that chick so thought you were gay."

"No she didn't. I think she totally wanted to have sex."

"Yeah with Spike maybe."

"Nuhuh. Anyway can we go now I don't really like this place."

"No way, I'm just getting started, you go if you want, but there's plenty of guys here and I want to fuck before the night is out, I mean I'm so horny, that vamp, uh, I'm ready to pop," Faith said, squeezing her own breast.

Andrew was about to pop himself just looking at her, but Faith told him that it would never happen, which he was ok with mostly, but when she teased him like this.

"Ok I'll go, can you give me the key?"

"Here you go, don't wait up."