Buffy Disappears

It is two A.M. Buffy opened her door peaking out, saw no one in the hall, she closes the door quietly then slips down the hall to the stairs, through the down stairs hall and into the kitchen, grabs two apples puts them in her backpack and opens the door going to the garden, slipped out closing the door behind her. She hears a familiar voice say "You shouldn't be out here poppet it is dangerous." She turns but no one is there she take a deep breath then lets it out as she said "Spike is gone when will I get it through my head." She moves toward the old creepy, heavy rod iron gate that creaked as she opened and close it. She walked as if she was looking for something. She stopped in front of a large marble Mausoleum; with the name of Smith on it, she walked up the stairs and went in looked at the names on the tomes then she saw the name William Smith and started to tear up. She heard "Now Buffy don't cry I was not buried here you know that is my great grandfather, now look what you have gone and done you messed your make-up." She looked and sitting on a crypt was Spike cleaning his nails with a pen knife. She sat next to him as he put the pen knife down and encircled her in his cold embrace.

"Spike your dead!"

"Really"

"In reality this is how you remember me."

"I know but your d…"

"Remember I told you I was buried near a large oak tree."

"Yes I remember you…"

"Spike I miss you!"

"I know we will meet again."

She looked down at her tummy, like she was ashamed "Spike I am pregnant with our baby."

"Come off it Vampires don't have kids."

For your information Spike Jana said, "they some time do!"

Spike knew when not to argue with Buffy. "OK, Buffy want to tell me how you got knocked–up?"

She stopped, then turned and looked at him "Spike I have told you it happened the night before we fought the First and you are the father of my child."

Buffy looks around herself and realizes no one is in the mausoleum she had a cold chill running up her spine she looked down at the cold weathered marble saying to herself "another dream, I fell a sleep."

"I wonder if his grave is near" she got up and wandered out of the mausoleum she heard something whistle threw the air then she felt something hit her, then another hit her felt for them and felt nothing as she stumbled away, her eyes were hazy, she felt as if her mind was drifting. She heard her self say "Must find William's grave I will be safe there" she knew this thought was not rational. For how could a grave save her? In her foggy state her eyes fell upon a large granite head stone with deeply carved words which she could barely make out, as she slurred the words "William Smith Born 1853, Died 1880" then slipped behind it as she saw the ground coming toward her.

In the castle Les had got up put her robe and slippers on left her room made a stop at the bathroom and went back to her room to dress. It was twenty minutes later that she wandered down to the kitchen she propped open the door then filled the kettle with water lit the pilot and sat the kettle on the stove, she got a pot filled with water, and lit a fire. She had gotten a can of McCann's oats out and sat it on the work table, then got the dried blackberries out and had walked out of the refrigerator pushing a cart with milk and butter, and brown sugar. Was checking the kettle that has started to whistle put tea in a strainer then turned the tea water off; when she heard the yelling coming from up stairs. "What now!" As she ran up stairs to see what the commotion was about.

While in Los Angeles Spikes wakes in a cold blood sweat with a frighten look on his face sitting up said, "Dam that dream fourth time this week, might as we get up won't get back to sleep." Spike gets up, puts on his jeans, and wanders up-stairs. Sitting at the table is Cordy and Wesley drinking tea and reading.

They looked up Cordy asks "It's early for you to be up, did you have the dream again?"

"Yea!"

"You look shocked!"

"Yea, it is just…in the dream I saw Buffy pregnant and I'm just worried about her."

Wesley and Cordy looked at each other as Spike walk to the cupboard, took down a cup, and then opened the refrigerator taking out a bag of blood, pouring it in the cup then opened a jar and putting herbs out and dropped in the cup and microwave it as the refrigerator door swung closed.

The silent look from both of them said that they both knew that Spike had deep feelings for Buffy. They knew the main problem is that Buffy does not know that he survived Sunnydale. That the ones around her are keeping this knowledge from her, Spike is worried about her and as she gets farther into her pregnancy the stranger things are getting.

"Spike, when are you going to tell Buffy you survived Sunnydale?"

Spike turns to face Cordy he nearly spit the blood at her as he started to gag. "Never"

"How could I top dieing that way?" he says as he looks at the blood splatters on the counter and table from the empty cup in his hand "Dam it! Now look what you made me do! I Waste good blood!" He grumbles as he sat the cup in the sink and grabbed a damp dish towel and started to wipe the mess-up.

"Spike she is pregnant with your child!"

"Yea right!" As if I don't have enough to deal with, Angel doing his weird vampire wolfing out stuff, the business, now her. Cordy there is no way her child could be mine, vampire do not have kids, it has been twelve blood months since she and I were together."

Cordy looked at him "If you say so Spike, but there are recorded cases Angel and Darla were both dead when she got pregnant."

Wesley spoke up at that point "That is right Spike, Cordy and I were there at the birth she killed herself so he could be born."

"Spike, the powers do not tell me everything, but they want you and Buffy together."

"Why would they want that?"

"Well for one thing you have helped her when you would have rather killed her, you backed her up when others desert her, and you had faith in her and her ability when others did not. When she needed some one to lean on you were there for her. "

He looked into his empty cup then refilled it with blood after he warmed it he sat for a long time looking in his cup, then taking a sip he said quietly "I miss Buffy, she makes me feel…"

Cordy completed his statement "wanted, needed and even loved."

He looks at her "Yea she did…" then walked out of the room toward his study.

After he left Cordy said "Spike is afraid of not living up to her expectations."

"At this point I think she would take him with all his faults."

"Spike has changed he is not the selfish vampire that I knew in Sunnydale."

"I agree he has changed."

"OK Lets get back to this paper work."

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