Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
Paring: implied Spangel, recalled Spuffy and Spike/Dru
A/N: OMG this was written on a whim and this one chapter got more reviews then my other two stories combined. (Hint, hint you should check them out too.) Thanks to Night Essence, kel77, ShinodaBear, Spike dragon, Angeloholic, Moonjava, Jenn/LuvinJMSpike, babe, yashin, and shadowcat15 for reviewing. Your reviews made my mailbox very happy. Thanks to Jenn/LuvinJMSpike and SpikingJennsAngel for putting me on their favorites list. And I'm too lazy to change ch.1 so leaving the time line at 1812. The rest of the entries and dates are also made up and probably not accurate. With out further ado this is a short chapter, so enjoy.
Chapter 2: Long life lived
He read. It probably was the watcher in him, the constant search for the truth, to understand the past. He continued reading until the very late hours of the night. He learned of Italy and Immortals, he heard accounts of Russia and the hunting of slayers. He saw the change from William to Spike. The most shocking accounts were not the graphic or gruesome ones, but the tender ones.
Paris 1859
He's gone. He always leaves when they fight, but it's been two months. Two horribly long months! Dru longs for her Daddy and Darla is unrelenting in her punishment. She says it's my fault. I suppose it is. There fight happened because of me, as usual. She can't stand him showing anyone more attention then her. Then he let "my beloved William" slip in her presence. She said that she was his. In the end I guess we are all his, his doll, his beloved, and his sire.
Wesley learned of Angelus' atrocities and the evil committed by all four of them. He read about fights and the making up. He just skimmed through those passages. But he continued on, and read of generations gone past. He read of a person he never knew existed.
He read until…
A/N: Thanks for reading. Please review! Sorry for the cliffhanger but had to do it. I blame this story on my Angel season 5 DVDs, and Joss' commentary. The poem My Papa's Waltz was written by Theodore Roethke.