Author's Note:
Hey Readers, I just wanted to let you know something really quick. Some of you may have watched Angel or are fans of the Angel series and that is why I am making this announcement.
Winifred Burkle fondly known as Fred, is alive in my fic. I couldn't have Illyria because she doesn't quite fit in with my fic and even if I had included her, the character would have been all weird because I haven't seen too much of that season. Just when Fred finally dies and Illyria takes over . I saw that episode " hole in the center of the world" or something like that. But that's it. So it would have been hard for me to do her character.
So in this fic, Fred is alive, I have seen more episodes with her in them so I know her character a bit. And besides that I needed to have someone close to Angel in charge of the medical and science stuff at Wolfram and Hart, some one that he trusts in charge of getting Buffy better.
As for the Sarcophagus…If I end up mentioning it in my fic, which I probably wont'….I have decided that Fred never began work on it. She didn't know who it came from or why it was sent to her so she just left it alone and had it locked up in a huge safe beneath W & H.
Too bad that could not have been the case on the show, but hey so far I like Illyria. She seems okay.
Oh and last thing before you get to reading the story...I have changed How the Slayers began. It may be similar to what they said on BtVS but it is not the same. I don't remember how they say Slayers started and all that. But I made up my own Slayer Origin to help my fic make sense.
So here is the next chapter, Number 8. And remember the two R's: Read and Review!
Chapter 8
Angel slid into the seat next to willow and stared at the floor, "When did Faith have a baby?"
Willow glanced at him,"He's not Faith's son," She paused glancing at the others before continuing, "He's Buffy's."
Angel shifted in his seat, "So…Buffy's married now? where is he? Shouldn't he be here?"
"Buffy's not married."
"So how—"
"These are questions you should be asking Buffy." Willow said interrupting him.
Angel nodded, "Why didn't she tell me?"
"It was her decision, why didn't you tell anyone that Spike was alive?"
He shrugged, "Never came up in any conversations, not that we've had very many since Sunnydale. And besides he is the one who decided not to tell anyone."
Buffy woke up shivering form the cold of the room. She pulled the blanket tighter around herself and examined the ceiling of the room. Deciding whether or not she wanted to get up or not.
Spike watched her from the corner of the room, he watched as she tried to sit up. Her arms wobbled as she slowly pushed herself up, But whatever was happening to her had made her weak and she collapsed into the mattress.
Spike was by her side in flash, "Buffy, Luv you alright?"
Buffy looked at him and screamed, Spike winced as the deafening sound pierced his poor vampire ears. Quickly he covered her mouth, and smiled as he remembered the last time he had to muffle her screams.
The last night that they had spent together before the big battle against the first.
As soon as she stopped screaming he removed his hand from her mouth, "Still a screamer I see luv." Grinning at her.
Buffy stared at him wide-eyed, a slight blush on her cheeks from his comment, "Spike? How? You died, I-I saw-"
"'m just like you pet, can't stay in the ground, I'm still a vamp case you were wondering, and the soul is still intact far as I can tell anyways and I-"
He was interrupted when Buffy pulled his head down and delivered a smashing kiss. After she finally released him to breath, she smiled at him, "I missed you so much."
Spike flashed a smile, "the mortal not satisfying enough for you then?"
"Who? What are you talking about?"
"You are married aren't you, you've got a child."
Buffy smiled at him, "I haven't been married."
Anger flashed on his face, "Then tell me the name of the bloody whelp that knocked up my slayer so I can tear his limbs apart."
Buffy opened her mouth to speak but instead screamed out in pain and clutched at her stomach. Spike called out her name and begged for her to hold on.
Few minutes later
Spike laid his head on her stomach and listened to the soft churning sound as food from several days before digested.
He could hear her heart beat as well, on his knees next to her bed so he could listen for anything that sounded wrong, "God Buffy, I just found you, can't lose you again, not like this."
Buffy ran her hand through his hair, "I was never lost, was in Cleveland ever since we left Sunnydale that day."
"I know, this is all my fault. I should have looked for you soon as the damned amulet dumped me here. Bloody pillock that I am was worried that you wouldn't be very welcoming. Figured you'd moved on and all that rot."
" I might not have wanted to see you, it hurt what you said to me. At first I was angry at you but the missing you pretty much took over after the first day. I meant what I said in the cave."
"That you-"
"I love you."
Spike's face lit up and he lips crashed into hers, "Love you so bloody much." His head rested against her stomach again," does it feel as disgusting and perverted as you thought it would be?" he whispered.
'No, it never was. I was just too scared and I din't want to admit anything to myself until it was too late."
"Glad you've got everything all sorted out now."
"Me too."