Daddy Dearest
Sixteen years ago, William the Bloody (also known as Spike of Aurelius) and his mate Drusilla decided to enlarge their family. Spike chose a woman called Joyce as his childe, before changing her he decides to get to know her a little better and they create a child together. A baby girl by the name of Elizabeth. Spike decides to leave Joyce to the living and goes away with Dru, only coming back every so often to check on his daughter as she grows. What happens when Spike and Drusilla come back to America after three years to find that Elizabeth is now a vampire slayer. How will Buffy's watcher take the news that his slayer is the daughter of a most feared master vampire and also how are they all going to keep the council from finding out, especially when they send another watcher and slayer from England to investigate how Buffy is still alive after being killed by The Master. This is a different twist on the Spuffy relationship, it's a story of the love between a father and daughter. Nothing more.
Chapter 1
After being run out of Prague, Spike and Drusilla flee to Germany. Where, in mid 1997 Dru becomes ill.
Munich, Germany.
“Spike where are you.” Drusilla asks, the tone more ethereal than ever.
“I’m right here Kitten.” Spike answered his trueimmediately, not wanting her to fear that she was once again alone. He walked quickly to her bed and slipped in between the sheets to let her feel the comfort of his body.
“I can’t see you.” Dru's voice clawed at his heart, the fear in it was almost too much for him. His once happy dark princess was growing weaker, only a third of the glorious demon she once was.
“Where almost there luv, rest now, for tomorrow we will see about getting you better. Your dark prince has found a man that will make you better.” He tells her, hoping against hope that what he said was true. He loved his mate and he missed their nightly excursions, he missed painting the town's that they past red, the deep crimson red of human blood.
“I feel so weak my Spike, Mummy needs you to promise one thing to her.” Drusilla turned to Spike, her eyes unseeing.
“Anything for you kitten.” Spike's lifeless heart lurched in his chest as his demon began growl it's fury at the possibility of loosing it's sire.
“If something happens to me, will you go to her? My grand-daughter will need you to take care of her too, Spike, promise me, promise that you'll to do as I ask.”
“Nothing is going to happen to you Princess, just wait and see, you'll get better. When you are strong enough to make the journey, I will take you for a visit. Sleep now, sweets and save your energy.” Spike placed a kiss on Dru's lips before he curled her up in his arms, holding her close. A short while after, knowing that she had her sweet William at her side, Drusilla fell into a restful sleep and Spike soon followed, knowing that she was safe in his arms for another day.
The next night.
“We found him, we found the doctor.” One of the minions yelled as he came into the disused factory where Spike and Drusilla were staying.
“Where?” Was all Spike could ask. If his heart had still worked it would have given a miss-beat at the hope that fled into his body, Dru would be all alright now.
“The other side of the city, he's set up shop in a warehouse.”
“Take me to him.” Spike demanded. Turning to another minion, he gave orders for Dru's care, “You stay with her, make sure she's never alone.” His growled words had the young vampire shaking and nodding his acquiescence.
Spike and the minion who had been charged with seeking out the doctor, left the the warehouse by the back exit. Taking no chances that a human could spot them as they climbed out the broken doorway.
“This way.”
After a bunch of twists and turns they arrived at the Demon Doctors hide out. Instructing his minion to guard the door as they came closer, Spike walked in without pause.
“Who are you and what do you want.” The Doctor asked, no tell belying the fact of the fear turning in his stomach.
“Name's Spike, my sire is really sick. I was told you could help.”
“Name's Raja, I will see what I can do but, you must do something for me first.” The Doctor watched to see if the master vampire took aversion to his order. The blond in front of him sighed impatiently but cocked an eyebrow all the same
“You must leave one of your minions to me, I need a few extra hands once in a while, consider it payment for services soon to be rendered.”
“Done, now come on.” Spike nodded, he'd thought that something like this would happen, no-one accepted cold hard cash any more, but the loss of a minion was easily remediable and nothing was too good for Dru. If it would, in the long run make her better.
Raja and the minion followed Spike out of the factory as he headed back to the warehouse where his beloved lay waiting in total darkness for her prince.
“Dru luv, the Doctor is here.” Spike took Dru's hand in a calming gesture, her blindness had made her jumpy with the loss of control it gave her.
“Oh Spike you came back.” Drusilla cooed, grabbing on to Spike's strong fingers.
“Always, now let the Doctor have a look at you.” Spike moved out of the way to give the Doctor some space.
Upon applying some potions to Drusilla, the doctor turned remorsefully to Spike, “I am sorry but I can’t help her, what ever is wrong with her is too great for me to cure. There is another Doctor who will be able to help you though. I know it is not much, but I have managed to take her blindness away, but as I said apart from this, there is nothing more I can do.”
“Where do I find him?” Spike asked, saddened that his Dru wouldn't be able to be cured by this man, but also grateful to him that he had given her back the use of her eyes.
“His name is Bacna and he is in Dublin, Ireland.” The doctor responded, relieved that the vampire didn't seem to want to kill him.
“We will leave tomorrow night. How much longer do you think she will have if we can’t get her cured?” Spike asked, it was a question he really didn't want the answer to, but he asked it all the same .
“I would say 2 years tops.”
“Thank you.” Spike said as he saw the Doctor out. Turning to his men he gave orders to pack up for the move. “ Tomorrow we leave for Ireland. Get everything ready, we'll start at dusk” With that he walked back to the room where Drusilla laid unmoving.
“Oh Spike I can see again.” Dru said in greeting as she heard Spike return to her.
“That’s great luv, it’s a start, isn’t it.” Spike replied hoping that with her sight returned she would start fighting the illness again.
“Yes it is and tomorrow we shall go off to find this other Doctor and he shall make me better.”
“That he will, that he will.” Spike said whilst kissing the top of her head. “Get some sleep, luv.”
After he was sure that Dru was asleep he headed out to get himself something to eat. Once back in the Warehouse, he himself started to pack up his and Dru’s things. Then with that finished and with a long night's journey ahead of him he too went to sleep.
Late the next day, an hour before dusk, Spike lined up the minions.
“Alright I will be leaving tonight with some of you and will be leaving the other half to stay here and run things while I am away.” He told them.
“When will you be back?” One of them asked.
“I don’t know, right now I am only interested in getting Dru better and I also promised her a trip to see Elizabeth. I will contact you, to give you forward information in case you hear from Joyce or Elizabeth.” Spike tells them.
“Who is going and who is staying?” another of the minions inquired.
“I will take four of my best minions and leave the others here. I do believe you know who you are so I don’t need to name names do I?” Spike started to walk away before turning slightly and adding over his shoulder, “Be ready in an hour.”
One hour later, they started out on their three day journey to Dublin.
Finally making it there in the dead of night, Spike sent two of his people to find an abandoned warehouse that they could hole up in. Within hours they were safe and dry in an old building situated at the heart of an industrial area that had lain silent and unused for years.
“Alright, tonight we get settled and tomorrow we start searching for the Doctor.” Spike instructed, all the while keeping an eye on Drusilla.
Days past by with no luck, then on the eve of the tenth day, one of the minions came running back into the Warehouse, shouting all the while for his master, “Sir, master Spike, Sir, we found him!”
“About Bloody time.” Spike growled, his patience was about worn through. “Bring him to me.”
The minion ran out, returning half an hour later with the Doctor in tow.
Spike had been pacing around the front of the warehouse waiting for them to appear. Only stopping when he had the Doctor in front of him. “Name's Spike and you are going to help me get my sire better.” Spike's voice brooked no argument.
The Doctor nodded, knowing that he better help the demanding Master Vampire, to his mind, it was the only way he was going to get out of the place alive.
Following Spike into the room where Drusilla lay prone and unmoving, he looked to the male vampire for permission to touch the very sick woman who was on the bed. When Spike nodded in acquiescence, the Doctor took in a deep breath before examining the dark beauty. Seeing the mark on Drusilla's neck, he turns towards Spike. “You’re from the order of Aurelius aren’t you?”
“Yes...” Spike replied, “Why?”
“I can give her something to help take the pain away, but she needs the Hellmouth, there is a powerful one in Sunnydale, California. It is the only way to restore her strength.”
“What do you need to help her?” Spike wearily asked the Doctor.
“To be alone with her for an hour or so. Go out and get yourself something to eat and bring her back something as well.”
“I’ll give you an hour, then I will be back.” Spike replied before leaving the bedroom.
After he was sure Spike was gone Bacna started chanting, his words and the mystical medicines he used surrounded Drusilla and within a matter of minutes they started to cure her of her pain. An hour later Spike returned, sated with a good feed and looking optimistic. Carrying out the orders that the good Doctor had given him, he brought Dru a live body for her to dine on.
Walking back into his room, he was greeted by a cheerful Drusilla. “Look Spike I can walk again, I can eat too.” She said, showing her childe and lover that what she said was true by bringing out her game face and attacking the neck of the girl, who Spike had brought for her to feast upon.
“That’s great Princess. I’ll see the good Doctor out and then we can eat together.” Spike happily told her, he hurriedly sent the Doctor on his way before dotingly looking on as his sire drained the human dry.
“Can we see Elizabeth while were in America, Spike?” Dru asked when she had licked the last drop from her lips.
“Yes Kitten. we can go and see her. I believe she is living in or around Sunnydale. I will check the last address we got from Joyce.”
“I miss seeing her, it has been almost 3 years now. You should redo her protection claim.” Dru told him, she was worried that her Elizabeth would be eaten, she was such a beautiful child, and that would appeal to every vampire out there, male or female.
“I know, when I see her again I will, but it doesn't seem like we have to worry too much about her... there is a Slayer I hear, in Sunnydale. She would likely keep the population of our kind down to a minimum.”
“Kill her Spike, kill the Slayer for me.”
“I’ll try Kitten, now get some sleep, tomorrow we set off to the other side of the world.” Spike informed her, he himself happy with the turn of events. With the trip to the U.S.A. He would have the chance to see his daughter for the first time in three years.
Chapter 2
“Welcome home Honey!” Joyce asked her daughter as her ex-husband Hank straggled after Buffy. She always missed her daughter dearly when she went away to spend summer vacation with her father. “Did you have a a good time?”
“Please Mom, I don't want to talk about it. I just want to go out and see Willow and Xander right now, can we catch up later?” Buffy replied, a whole world of distress in her voice.
“Sure Honey, you go on and see your friends.” Joyce answered, something was wrong with a usually happy daughter and she had a feeling it had to do with the man who was struggling with the teenagers luggage by the front door. “I can talk to your dad and find out what you got up to anyway, you can fill me in on anything else when you get back in.”
“Mom!” Buffy snapped out, sneering in her mother's direction, “Stop calling him that, he’s not my Dad, and don't we all just know it.” With her blunt tirade over, Buffy left the house without a bye your leave.
Following Hank as he carried Buffy’s bags into her daughters bedroom, Joyce stood watching him for a moment, trying to get the right words to ask him what had gone on in the weeks since he had picked Buffy up. “Did something happen in LA that I should know about?”
“You might say.” Hank replied, sighing as he put the heavy bags down. “I can’t do it anymore, Joyce,” He spoke steadily, as though if he did, the words wouldn't hurt the woman who stood in the doorway, any more than slightly. “It’s hard enough knowing that Vampires are real, let alone that she is the daughter of one.”
“What did you do Hank?” Joyce anger boiled slowly, concern for her daughters state of mind took precedence over how Hank might feel. If he's hurt my baby...
“I told her I would not be able to see her again, that I have put up with what she was for years and I just can’t do it anymore.” Joyce looked at the man she had married and then years later divorced, His face was marked with resolve.
“I think there is more to it than that, Hank. I know she is not your Daughter and I know that I never even asked you to adopt her, but you always treated her like one, now tell me what's happened to make you change.” She was disgusted by his about face, she couldn't even begin to think how this was going to effect her daughter.
“Donna’s pregnant, Joyce. I am finally able to get something that you couldn’t give me, a real family.” Hank spat out, in one sentence degrading everything he had done for her and Buffy in the last sixteen years.
“Don’t insult my intelligence, you walked in to our relationship with your eyes wide open. I explained to you before we married that I couldn't have any more children due to complications of Buffy's birth.” Joyce felt any small amount of respect that she had left over toward her ex-husband vanish.
“I’m sorry Joyce.” Hank sounded weary but adamant, he was finished with the whole debacle. His own life awaited and with thought of his own progeny soon to be of this world, he felt right in sweeping all the strange and wrong history under the mat. He was going to have his own child, he didn't need Buffy as a stand in anymore, he didn't have to be apart of an insane and truly wrong way of life. He could have, as of now, a normal and safe family, with no vampire butting in and no vampire child that he had to deal with.
“Well then, I think it's safe to say that there isn't any point in you ever coming back here is there? All I have left to say is goodbye and that I don't ever want to see your face ever again. Now get out of my house, you make me sick to my stomach just looking at you!” With that Joyce moved to the door, hand clenching at the handle, she was scared that if he didn't go soon, she'd show him that Buffy's temper came partially from her, not just the vampire who was her real father.
Hank nodded. He had said what he had come to say, his conscience was clear, “Good bye Joyce.” He added, just before walking out of her house, and her life for the last time.
Walking down Main Street Sunnydale, Buffy was lost in thought as she looked for her friends. Her alert, though dulled by her wandering mind kicked in as the day gave up it's protection to the oncoming dusk and her ruminations were interrupted by a fledgling vampire. He looked as though he was no older than a week, in the enclosing darkness his fangs glinted as he jumped at her with no grace, his attack sloppy and no strength behind it. His brown eyes taking on the roundness of surprise that his seemingly easy kill had placed a stake happily between his ribs. Buffy dusted herself off, grumbling about how she could never get two moments to herself let alone two hours. Hearing the fall of fast paced footsteps Buffy's body took a fighting stance, ready for any other vamp that decided that today was the day that they were going to die. She had plenty of anger and frustration to go round for every one of the bastards if they wanted it. Her shoulders relaxed as she saw the very two people she was looking for race around the corner.
“Hi Buffy, welcome back, how was you summer and when did you get back?” Willow asked, halfway to hyperventilating.
“Ok, first you really need to breathe Willow, and to answer you questions...My summer was shit and I just got back. I had to get out of the house while he was there, So I took off, left him to 'talking' to mom, I just had to come and see you guys, you know, get some clear air, paste a few vamps and catch up on all the summer gossip!”
“Look on the bright side at least your parents argue on who takes the best care of you and not who drank the last beer.” Xander slightly jealous quipped back.
“He’s not my father.” Buffy sighed and muttered, rubbing Xander on the arm in sympathy, she may have an absent father, but at least she had her mother. Xander on the other had had two parents who were for all intents and purposes absent whilst being in the same house.
“Don’t say that Buffy, you’re just angry at him right now.” Willow reproached her best friend, unknowing of Buffy's real parentage.
“No really, he's not! My mom met Hank when I was about one month old. Oh don't get me wrong, he's been a good replacement father, that is 'til now... Donna's pregnant, and the arsehole wants out of being a father figure to me... he says he can't take the stress of my life anymore. The thing is, I know me being the slayer has got nothing to do with him leaving me, he's getting his perfect little family, and I so don't fit into his happy little picture. I just don't figure into his responsibilities any longer. I haven’t seen my real father since about a month before I was called. He's off taking care of my grandmother, she's sick, I mean really sick, like dying sick. She needs him with her all the time so we stay in touch by letter and all, but sometimes I wish he'd be able to come and see me.”
Buffy hated lying to her friends, but she just didn't know how they would take the fact that not alone was she the slayer, which thank God they had accepted readily, well, it wasn't really hard for them being that they lived on a Hellmouth all there lives, but she didn't think that they would go, 'Gee Buffy you're half vampire? That's so cool!' To being told that she had a vampire for a father, even if he was the best dad in the entire world, the undead one included. So this was the story that she and Joyce had concocted if the truth about Hank ever came to pass and any one asked about her real father. It was the truth. Well, mainly.
Both Willow and Xander looked at their friend, shock written all over their faces.
“Guys its really not that bad, and at least I don’t have to pretend anymore and same with Hank. Really, I think we're all relieved that it's all come to an end.” Buffy responded as both Xander and Willow's blank expressions.
“So Hanks, Hank and your Dad is... Dad now.” Willow asked in total confusion at what she has just heard, trying to clarify it to herself more than anyone else.
“Hanks has always been Hank, unless I was talking about him with friends or if we were in a public place, and My Dad has always been Dad it's what I have always called him, never wanted to call him anything different, It's just gets confusing for people around me who don't know, especially when no-ones met him, and he's rarely around anyway.” Buffy informed them, trying to get them to understand, get her friends to not think she hadn't trust them. She did, but just not with the whole truth.
“ I really don’t want to talk about all of this now, I just want to spend some time with you guys... can we please change the subject?”
Willow and Xander just looked at each other before shrugging, sure that they would get more about the strange twist to Buffy's life and it would all become clear later, and looking at Buffy, they thought it might be much later. They both decided to not push, their friend seemed a little distraught with it all and, good friends that they were, they left it... for now.
“Sure Buffy whatever you want... So you ready for school to start tomorrow?” Willow asked, knowing that school, was a definite safe conversation starter.
“As ready as I'll ever be. Just two more years to go, thank God!”
Xander chuckled then agreed, Buffy's sentiments were his, exactly.“So are we Bronzing tomorrow night.” He asked, happy that there group was now back to full capacity.
“Sure. I know I'll need it.” Buffy knew that a night out dancing at the Bronze was indeed what she needed, a few hours to relax and just be a normal girl, was entirely what she deserved.
The three friends continued to walk for a few minutes, wandering aimlessly and chatting all the while. Buffy savoured being back home, her friends at her side, their familiar voices washing over her and calming all of her fears. She was back home, back where she was loved. She saw both Willow and Xander home before returning to Revello Drive.
Walking into her house, Buffy heard her mother call out. “You received a letter from you Father a few days ago, I put it on your desk in you room.”
“'K, thanks Mom. I’m gonna go take a shower, I'll read it when I get out.” Excitement beat quickly in her chest, she savoured the anticipation of his words as she rushed up the stairs.
“Did you want to talk about what Hank said, at all?” Joyce called to her daughters fast retreating form.
“Mom, please don’t shout. You know my ears a sensitive, I can her you anywhere in this house as it is.” Buffy looked pointedly at he mother before continuing, “Even when you and Giles are whispering about me.”
“Yes, of course, I'm sorry honey. I tend to forget that you are part Vampire, you're just so normal most of the time.” Joyce blushed, she really did forget about her daughters spectacular range in hearing, It looked like she and Giles best go out into the backyard if they wanted to discuss Buffy with each other from this time on.
“Vamps have some normal tendencies, but I don’t call having fangs and the slight lust for blood every now and again normal.” Joyce hears her daughter snort as she wandered away from the top of the stairs, heading at her guess, for her sanctuary.
“Yes I know, that's one of the reason's why I fell in love with your Father in the first place.” Buffy rolled her eyes at her mother as she walked in to her room.“I’m going to get ready for bed now, I'm going to go see Giles before school starts tomorrow, so I've got to get up early.”
“Alright, I'll see you in the morning then, Honey.” Joyce shook her heard as she turned back in the kitchen to finish some work that she had brought home from the gallery.
Once back in her room after taking the shortest shower known to man, Buffy dressed then flopped on to her bed. Opening the envelope, she breathed in the scent that always clung to her father, knowing that, that would never change was comforting. She knew that her dad would never stop smoking or drinking and the unique smell of soft leather would never dissipate. They, along with the underlying tones of aftershave and blood were all that her father was. All that he loved. Buffy turned the envelope over to see the return address, curious to learn where her Father was now. Just when she had started to take the letter out, Buffy heard a knock at her window, she looked mournfully at the at the unread page, before sighing. Her father's words would have to wait a little while longer. Putting the letter in her drawer, Buffy walked to the window to let Angel in.
“Hey, how was your summer.” Angel smiled as he towered over her.
“Don’t ask, I haven’t had a worse one since I found out what I am.” Buffy replied, she never usually minded his night visits to her bedroom, but she really wanted to read her letter.
Thinking she was talking about being a Slayer, he gave her a reply. “You know being a Slayer isn’t a what, it's a who. You are the one that makes the slayer Buffy, not the other way around.”
“Do you say that about being a Vampire as well?” Buffy asked, curious to see what Angel's answer would be.
“It harder for a Vampire, some are better at it than I am. You’re forgetting that I was one of the most feared Vampires known in history.” Angel answered, a slight flicker of smugness gleamed in his soulful brown eyes.
Yeah, and my father is one of the others Buffy thought, for some reason she wanted to slap the smug look that had appeared in Angel. It really shouldn't of been there in the first place, he'd always seemed to be remorseful about his past.
“I know exactly who I am. Don’t forget I faced the Master and lived. Ok I only lived because Xander gave me CPR. Why was it him and not you? Anyways.” It was a question that she had wanted to ask in an age, but had not wanted to put Angel on the spot to answer it.
“Vampires don’t breathe.” To him, his explanation was simple enough.
“Oh? But, I have seen some that do when I'm fighting them.” Buffy argued, thinking of her father.
“Alright, we don’t need to breathe.” He answered, knowing that she was thinking of Spike.
“ It’s late, was there something you wanted or just a social call, because if there isn't anything else I'd really like to go to bed. It's been a long hard day and I would really like to go to sleep.” Buffy felt a niggle of guilt as she faked a yawn.
“Was social. Sorry, I just wanted to see how you were, I’ll get out of you hair now.” Angel replied, making his way back to the window to climb out.
After he left, Buffy shut the window firmly and flicked the lock into place, before taking the letter back out to read.
My Dearest Elizabeth,
Hello, Princess, how are you? I know you don’t want to be called Elizabeth anymore but, to me you will always be Elizabeth. I am writing to tell you that I am still looking to make your Grandmother better. I know, I am sorry I haven’t been able to see you for a while. I miss you Sweetheart. I really do. By now I am sure you have had your first kiss and your first boyfriend. You just better be still a Virgin. You know I am a protective father, even if I am not around. I don’t know when I will be seeing you again, but I have been sent to a spot in America for your Grandmother to see a Doctor.. After I am done there I will stop off and see you for a while, maybe if your Grandmother is well enough, I will think about settling down around where you live. I will just have to watch out for the Slayer, I hear there is a new one in California, she's apparently only been one for about two and a half years. Don’t worry none Pet, a new slayer like that will be still fairly weak. Well I better go now; it’s going to take about a month to get to the USA. I will contact you once I am there.
With all my love,
Dad,
Buffy put the letter away where she kept all her others her Dad had sent her since she learned that Hank isn’t her real father. Stowing the wooden box back under her bed she went to sleep knowing that soon, she would see her true father again, and that he really didn't have to worry about the young slayer because, she was that self same slayer.
Chapter 3
2 Weeks later
While Patrolling with Buffy, Angel felt a familiar presence. "It’s getting late, maybe we should call it a night."
"Yeah it seems like a slow night. So I’ll see you tomorrow at the Bronze?" Buffy asked before heading home.
"Let me walk with you." He didn´t want to alert her to the danger, but he couldn´t get his mind off what he had felt earlier on.
After walking her to her door, Angel headed over to the school library where he knew Giles still was working.
As Giles heard the the door to the library open, he said out loud. "So how did Patrol go tonight, Buffy?"
"I just brought her home. I need to talk to you about something important."
"Ah it´s you. What is it then?"
"We might have a problem." Angel informed him.
"And what would that be?" Giles asked.
"I think William the Bloody is here. In Sunnydale."
"William the Bloody you say…isn’t he a member of the Order of Aurelius, just like you? In fact, isn’t he known as the second most feared vampire in history?" Giles asked.
"Yes, I taught him everything, I even taught him about Slayers and since then his obsession with them hasn’t changed. If he is in Sunnydale, he most likely has Drusilla with him as well. And he is most likely a master vampire now."
"Oh Dear Lord." Giles gasped.
"It gets worse and it has to do with Buffy."
"And that would be?" .
"When Buffy first came to Sunnydale, she had been bitten already by a master vampire. It’s actually some kind of claim, it works like a protection or something."
"Oh Dear Lord, I have never even noticed a bite mark on her."
"Well it is there and it´s William the Bloody’s bite mark. But what I don’t know is if Buffy knows how she got it. When I tried to talk to her about it she wouldn´t answer. At least the bite hasn’t been renewed since The Master killed her. But I happen to know that Spike has been in Europe for about 2.5 years, he was last in the USA 3 years ago."
Giles used a rag to clean his glasses "I guess I´m going to have to try and talk to Buffy about this."
"Do you want me to be there?"
"No if she won’t tell you, you better to not be here when I question her."
"I understand. I´ll talk to you tomorrow then." Angel said and turned to leave.
Giles at down at the table after Angel had left, lost in thoughts. *My Slayer has some kind of bite and I have never even noticed. If it is from William the Bloody…when was it put there and why? What will he do when he finds out she is the Slayer. Oh Dear Lord, this is just too much.* Getting up from the table Giles grabbed this stuff and left the library.
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The next morning
During the second period there was a knock on the door and the teacher was handed a note. "Buffy Summers, you are wanted in the principal’s office right away."
"Oh God, what did I do now?"
"Good luck." Willow whispered.
"Luck? I need a miracle." Buffy answered while walking out of the classroom.
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Snyder´s office
"Please sit down Miss Summers. As you probably are wondering why you have been called here, let me enlighten you. Parent-teacher night is only a few days away, and you Sheila are going to be organizing it. Whoever does the least work, I have a very nice reward for. Expulsion. Thank you for coming. Now please get back to class."
Buffy´s decided to visit Giles on her way back to class.
"Giles." She called out upon entering the library.
"Buffy what is it? Don’t you have class now?"
"Principal Snyder called me to his office and gave me the job to organize Parent-teacher night, so I´ll be an hour late for training for the rest of the week. I hope it is ok because if I don’t do it, it´s adios Buffy."
"Its fine, Buffy. Though I do have something that Angel brought to my attention last night that I need to talk to you about tonight, before or after we train."
"What’s wrong?"
"Nothing much." He said trying to get a look at her neck without her noticing.
"I better get back to class." Buffy said turning to leave.
"Yes my dear, that would be quite a good idea. I´ll see you tonight."
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At Lunch
"So what did Mr. Troll have in store for you this time?" Xander asked with a huff.
"Parent-teacher night."
"Oh, so you are the one stuck with that fun chore this year."
"He always picks the people he hates the most and then threatens them with something. What did he threaten with this year?" Willow asked.
"Expulsion."
"Ouch!" Xander exclaimed.
Just then the bell rang
"We better get to class." Willow said in a hurried voice.
That afternoon, after trying to organize parent-teacher night, Buffy went to the library for her training.
"Ah Buffy you’re here. Very good."
"Yes, I’m here. We can begin."
"Very well. It has come to my attention that a very dangerous vampire by the name of Spike has somehow put a claim on you. In fact Angel says you have worn it ever since you came to Sunnydale."
"And how would Angel know that?"
"Well you see, Angel made Drusilla who made William the Bloody. Angel told me it is a family bite, as he can tell by the way it was sealed. Have you ever met this Spike fellow before, Buffy? Please be honest with me."
"I’ve met a lot of vampires since I was called, so I might have met him." She says hoping it will satisfy Giles because she doesn’t want to get into the whole my-father-is-a-very-dangerous-vampire thingy.
"Other than the Master, has anyone else ever bitten you."
*Make up a lie…I can’t tell Giles yet, he and the Council would freak.* "One night when I was patrolling in LA I got jumped by a vampire. He managed to get his teeth into my neck, but as he clamped down he impaled himself on my stake that was stuck between us."
"What did he look like?"
"What’s with the third degree?"
"Angel thinks Spike might be in Sunnydale."
"Oh ok." She said while secretly cheering, because if Angel is right, she would soon get to see her Father. "The one that bit me had brown hair, yellow eyes, and wasn´t much taller than me. And oh, wore an awful flashy orange suit. Really, some vamps need to learn how to dress." She says before thinking to herself. * there, I just gave him a totally bad description of a vamp I staked two nights ago.* "I need to go. Mom´s making supper and then I have to patrol."
"Very well. See you tomorrow."
As Buffy left the library, Angel made his way out of the stacks.
"She is hiding something." Angel said.
"I think so too. We´ll have to keep and eye on her. Eventually she will have to tell someone."
"By the way, that description she gave matches a vamp she staked two nights ago.”
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Crawford Mansion
"You better go meet the others at the factory. They really don’t trust you." Dru told Spike.
"I know, princess. That is why tomorrow I am going to kill the Slayer. It has been brought to my attention that she will be holed up in school for parents-teacher night. Just so happens I have a Daughter that would go there."
"Good plan."
"After I kill this Slayer, I will be the new Master."
"Kill, kill, kill, for mummy Spike."
"Oh I will." He said, picking her up and carrying her to off bed while kissing her.
Chapter 4
2 days before parent-teacher night.
"Can we talk for a minute?" Joyce asked Buffy as she came home after patrol.
"Sure. What about, mom?"
"I received this in the mail today” Joyce asked, holding up a flyer for parent-teacher night."were you ever going to tell me?"
"I’ve had a lot on my mind lately. I was put in charge of doing the refreshments for this thingy, and all along I have to slay and try to maintain a normal life. I have no idea how I have managed this long." Buffy ranted as she started to pace back and forth in the kitchen.
"You always were so much like your father. He would be very proud of what you have become."
"I know, not sure what he would think about me being a slayer though. To make it worse, Angel is getting Giles to lecture me on Spike a.k.a William the Bloody. Every time, all I wanna to is yell at him to shut up and stop talking about Spike like he knows him."
"I know it’s hard, but I would imagine that Mr. Giles is simply doing his job."
I know, I know. I´m going to bed now, okay?"
"See you in the morning, honey."
"Night Mom." Buffy sighed, walking up the stairs to her room.
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The following night,during patrol.
"Angel, I didn’t expect to see you tonight."
"Until I figure out if Spike is really here or not, I plan on staying close to you."
"What is so different about this vampire? Why is he different from all the others?" Buffy asked.
"He’s killed slayers before, Buffy. You might not to care, but I´m sure your mom and your dad Hank, as well as Giles and your friends does."
"Hank´s not my father."
"Is this because you´ve had a fight with him or something?" Angel asked.
"Nope, always been that way. I was already born when mom met him. God, why am I telling you this, it’s not as if you are ever going to meet my real father." Unless I decide to tell you who he is and to let you in on the fact that you already know him. She added in her mind.
"No, I guess not. Can we get back to talking about Spike now?"
"Sure why not, everyone seems to want to warn me about him. Giles is saying that I´ve met him before, but can’t even tell me what he looks like, so I can say if I have or not." Buffy was yelling now.
"Fine! You want to know what Spike looks like and how Giles got so hung up on that, Buffy? Do you really want to know?" Angel yelled right back to her.
"Yes I do." Buffy yelled, clearly upset with Angel by now.
"Giles got the idea from me.I know that you have a mark on you from before you came to Sunnydale; I also know for a fact that Spike put it there. You see, It´s signed with the letter A and his place in the Order. The question is why you have it. I know what you told Giles in the library and we both know that you lied to him."
"You don’t know me." Buffy said while trying to calm down.
"I know you better than you think. Who you don’t know is Spike. You might have met him before but that would have been before you were called. Spike is gung ho on killing slayers and he won´t stop until you are dead."
"You know what, I am going home Angel. It’s been a long day and I could really use some sleep, I also have homework to do." Buffy said as she turned to leave and under her breath added "No, Angel. You really don’t know me."
Angel stood rooted for a minute, trying to figure out what just had happened, before he left to continue his search.
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The library on the night of the parent-teacher meeting
"So if this Spike-guy is in town, like Angel says, and is as bad a he says, why are we not running?" Xander asked.
"Slayers don’t run." Giles stated dryly.
"I really don’t believe he is as bad as Angel says." Buffy answered, knowing she had nothing to fear from Spike.
"The books. They say he´s killed two slayers in the past." Willow stated.
"Yeah, and how many years ago was that again? Like a zillion?" Buffy exclaimed. "People change. He might not even kill slayers anymore."
"If there going to kill Buffy, this Saturday why does she need so many stakes anyways?" Cordelia asks
"Thanks Cordy. Oh, I got to go. Parent-teacher night´s starting. Time to make punch." Buffy said, leaving the library.
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Later that night.
"Angel. What can I help you with." Giles asked.
"I have learned from a reliable source that Spike really is in Sunnydale. He is going to lead the Feast of Saint Vigeous on Saturday."
"Dear lord, we have to figure out how to convince Buffy that he really is a threath."
"What if she doesn’t believe me." Angel asked in a worried tone of voice.
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Sunnydale High
At that precise moment, Spike and a at least six other vampires, crashed through the school windows. "Block the exits. No one gets out. And bring the girl to me."
Not recognising Spike, Buffy grabbed her mother´s arm and retreated with the parents and the principal to a classroom across from the library.
"Were those vampires?" Joyce whispered.
"Yes. Now, don’t let anyone leave this room."
"What are you going to do?"
"My job." Buffy said, climbing up the ceiling vent.
"Be careful."
"Will do." She said as she closed the vent behind her and crawled in the direction of the library.
"Where do you think you are going?" Jenny asked Giles in the library.
"To investigate the loud crash, my sources say it was a Vampire gang, most likely this Spike guy." Guys answers his girlfriend who had come and was helping him research Spike.
"I can’t leave her to face them alone. If Spike is with them, he could kill her."
"I don’t really think he will if he has put a claim on her, at least not yet." Angel said.
Just then Buffy jumped out of the ceiling vent. "There are at least five out in the hallway; I didn’t get a good look at the leader though. I’m going to take him out with the element of surprise. Giles, get my mom and the others out. Angel, go try to talk them down /who down?/, do what you have to." Buffy said before climbing back into the vent.
"Spike." One of the vampires shouted.
"What?"
"Listen."
"Someone’s in the ceiling, here kitty, kitty."
Angel grabbed Xander, who was still making stakes for Saturday, as he walked out of the library "Spike." He called out.
"Angelus."
"Haven´t I taught you anything?"
"You have. But I´m working with idiots."
"Care for a bite, before we go and get the slayer." Angel offered, glaring menacingly at Xander´s neck.
"Now you’re speaking my language." Spike said, right before he punched Angel in the face.
Stealthy, Buffy jumped down behind Spike, using her inner vampire to make as litle sound as possible. Slowly she walked nearer and nearer. When she was close enough, she decided to make her present known. "Do we really need weapons for this?"
Spike turned slowly, and as he caught sight of her, he leered "They make me feel all manly." Slowly he ran a hand down his front.
Buffy let out a gasp as she recognised who was standing before her. "William."
Looking back at her with a gleam in his eyes, he responded. "Elizabeth."
AN: ~mean that they are communicating within there minds.
Chapter 5
Buffy let out a gasp as she recognised who was standing before her. "William."
Looking back at her with a gleam in his eyes, he responded. "Elizabeth."
Before he had a chance to say anything else to her, she asked him using the telepathic link they shared. “~Dad, is it really you? ~”
Answering back also in his mind, understanding she didn‘t want them to know yet, he said. “~Yes Sweetheart it is Me. ~”
“~Okay, I can’t have them finding out yet, that you’re my father, I hope you Understand? ~”
“~Alright, we can keep this just between us, but I think they are suspecting something since you kind of have this spaced out look while talking to me.~” He told her, while also teasing her a bit.
“~Right then, we better get back to everyone, oh and we might have to play fight. ~” She told him, trying to hide the smile, from her friends and also using one of Spikes many sayings.
With a smile of his own, he answered back. “~be honoured. ~”
Just then Angel growled at Spike. “Get away from her.”
“It’s a free Country, if she doesn’t want me near her she can move.” Spike informed Angel all the while taking a step back.
Then Giles and the rest of her friends ran in from where they were in the halls and up to were Angel and Xander are standing, ready to help Buffy with the dusting of Spike.
Spike turned to the new comers, while also trying to pick out which adult was her watcher and to see if he could also see Joyce. “She is the Slayer do you even know what you are dealing with? With her being the Slayer.” He asked with some pain in his voice before calling out to the other Vampire’s. “Why if it isn’t Elizabeth Prattel.”
After hearing the name that Spike has just called out all the Vampires went running out of the building leaving only Spike and Angel as the 2 remaining Vampires.
With anger of being called out, Giles questioned Spike. “You seem to think you know something about Buffy that we don’t, please do enlighten us William or is it Spike?”
“I was wondering which was the Watcher and to answer your question, I prefer Spike, but William is fine too, and yes I do know things about Buffy, I’ve known her since she was a baby, even before her mother met Hank, I also….”
Giles interrupted him, with anger still firmly set in his voice. “What are you talking about Hank Summers is her father.”
Quietly Buffy answered Giles question. “No he is not. I was a few months old when Mom met him.” Then she took a step closer to Spike, in away of wanting to protect her father.
Spike broke back in at this point, “As I was saying I also know that Buffy has certain abilities, powers, that when they are put together with her Slayers powers means you just got an Immortal Slayer.”
Bursting with anger Giles yelled, “That is impossible.” Then said, “In fact I can prove you wrong, Buffy died last spring at the hands of the Master.”
“Did she now?” Spike asked looking at Buffy, while he raised his ever famous scarred eyebrow.
Buffy nodded her head.
“~Go with me on this, sweetheart. ~” Spike said to her through their link, before he looked back up at the others and continued. “No you didn’t.”
“Where you there? No you weren’t you were not the one who had to give her CPR because she had drowned in a pool of water after the Master had thrown her into it.” Xander yelled angrily at Spike.
“No I wasn’t there, but there is a simple way for me to find out.” Spike simply stated, as he then saw Angel take another step forward.
“And what would that be?” Giles asked, still trying to figure out why this Master Vampire hadn’t made a move for any of the people standing there or his Slayer.
Buffy who was now standing in front of Spike with her back to him spoke up. “Simple I let him bite me again.”
“Are you insane, he will kill you? That is what he does; he came here to kill you, he has killed 2 Slayers before. ” Angel yelled in an outburst and started to move closer to protect Buffy from Spike
With a laugh, she stated, “He won’t kill me.” then Buffy said quietly. “He didn’t even know I was the Slayer. Besides if he did kill me, he knows that one of you with a crossbow that currently is being held at him would then be put in his heart and he would be dust before he could cure Drusilla.”
“~Too much info, now they’re going to be asking how much you know about me and her. ~”
