SERIES : the Chronicles
Continuation
SEQUEL TO : the Buffy
& Angelus Chronicles
PAIRING : Buffy/Angel,
Angel/Spike, Spike/Buffy, Angel/Buffy/Spike
RATING : NC17
SPOILERS : major spoilers, I’ve
used actual show quotes from all four seasons of Buffy & Angel season one.
DISCLAIMER : I do not own these
characters.
NOTES & WARNINGS : SLASH
(m/m) and a little bloodplay
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He stood up and heard
her again, “Angel?” She walked in the room.
“What do you want Dru?”
He was a goner. It was
ironic that he would die by his own childe’s bite. She had that glazed over
look in her eyes, the hunger he had given her, the need for blood. She drew
closer and he saw her wiggling her finger with those nails he’d insisted she
keep sharp for just this purpose. She swung it at his throat and he dodged it
by squatting and he kicked her feet out from under her. She jumped up quickly
with her game face on.
“My tummy growls Daddy.
It hurts.” She swung at him and he fought back!
Angel was stunned, every
punch and kick she threw he deflected and was able to punch her back. He broke
a table and picked up one of the legs and turned but Dru was sitting laughing
like a child on the floor.
“You thought I was
hungry. Miss. Edith said you would.” Her face reverted to its human form.
“What are you talking
about Dru?”
“The moon sings such
sweet songs Angel. Can you hear them? They used to be so soft but now they
scream.”
“I don’t have the time
nor the desire to talk to you about the moon Dru.”
“But it told me to come
here.” He looked at his former childe confused. “The moon sang to me and told
me that things were happening. I dream sometimes that my nails are little bugs
that will crawl away.”
“That’s not gonna happen
Dru. What about the moon?”
“You already know.” She
smiled once more and walked out the door, leaving him puzzled.
AT THE HOSPITAL
She was again strapped
in a bed, this time in a straightjacket. She had broken the straps so the
doctor had ordered the next strongest thing. He’d restricted her visitors to
himself. Nevertheless, Spike had taken to climbing in through the window after
lock down. He’d sit with her for an hour until they did a routine check. She
waited for that hour. She heard the window open.
“Spike!” She smiled at
the peroxide-blond vampire, who’d become a great friend. “I never thought I’d
be THIS deliriously happy to see you.”
“Likewise. How are you?”
“I’m strapped to a bed
Spike. I can most definitely say I’ve been better. Could you... never mind.”
“Anything, tell me.”
“I haven’t been able to
sleep. Could you just hold me? Until I fall asleep.”
“Why don’t I get you out
of that thing?”
“Can you?”
“Why don’t you just come
with me tonight Slayer? Let’s just leave now.”
“They’ll hunt me down. I
don’t wanna run. And I think maybe in the long run it’s a good thing. What kind
of crazy tries to get herself killed?”
“You’re not crazy
Slayer. You were confused.” He laid down beside her and wrapped his around her
secured form.
“Confused, crazy, it’s
all the same. Perhaps I need this time away from slaying and life in general. I
can’t deny that I didn’t try and commit suicide twice. Perhaps I do need help.
I think that maybe it’s been a long while coming you know? All the stress of
demons and sudden death kinda got to me.”
“I can see that, but you
don’t deserve to be locked up like this. It’s torture, and I should know, I’ve
done it.” He winked and she broke a laugh.
“See? You’re so much
easier to talk to than the doctor.”
“That’s cause I don’t
think you’re crazy. If you told him vampires are real you’d NEVER see the
sunlight again.”
“Cute.” She said
giggling at his unintentional pun. “Can I tell you something?”
“Sure.”
“I had this dream, while
I was asleep. I can remember everything so vividly, like it actually happened.
It was so disorienting when I woke up and found myself in the hospital.”
“That’s why you fought
so much?”
“I wasn’t in the
hospital in the dream.”
“What was it about?”
She hadn’t wanted to
talk to anyone but Angel about it, but she needed to make sense of it. Spike
seemed the logical choice. “Us.” She said.
Bloody Hell! She
couldn’t have possibly...
“What about us Slayer?”
“It started when Angel
drank from me in the mansion. I died and he made me a vampire. We all moved in
together and moved to Los Angeles.”
BLOODY HELL! How could
she know about that?
“Slayer?”
“Yeah?”
“There wasn’t by any
chance some steamy shaggin’ goin’ on between us was there?”
Her face flushed. “How
did you know?”
“I had the same dream.”
BACK AT THE MANSION
He was sitting again
pondering what the moon told Dru and what he already knew. He thought back to
the fight. He hadn’t missed a beat, it was almost as if he still had his
vampire strength. THAT WAS IT! He wanted to find Dru. He grabbed his duster and
ran out in search of her. She’d most likely be hunting. She liked the park and
children so he headed there first.
AT THE HOSPITAL
The nurse on duty was
getting ready to do her rounds when a tall woman walked into the lobby.
“Visiting hours are over.”
“I’m not here to visit.”
The woman’s heavy British accent struck her as defined, educated. The woman was
dressed professionally in a suit with her hair up. “I’m here to transfer a
girl.”
“Transfer? We don’t have
any transfers scheduled for tonight.”
“I have the papers
here.” She took the papers the woman offered and began looking them over. “I’m
here with the family’s wishes and legal permission. We’re taking her to a
facility best suited for suicide patients.”
“I don’t think you could
handle her on your own.”
“I have help with me.”
The woman motioned outside to three burly looking men.
“I think I’d better call
the doctor about this.”
The woman slammed her
hand on the desk; “You’ll get the patient now! We’ve a long flight ahead of us
and I’m not in the mood to play games.”
“Fine, this way.” The
papers did look legal and she didn’t like Ms. Summers anyway.
Spike had just left when
she heard the door open. She kept her eyes closed since the nurse was doing
rounds and would give her another pill to put her asleep. “Hello Buffy.”
Her eyes shot open at
the familiar voice. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?”
“Shhh... quiet.” She
wanted to know why Drusilla was in her room. How she was supposed to fight her
strapped to a bed?
The nurse followed
behind Drusilla with a key and went about unlocking the restraints. “I hope you
can help her Ma’am; she’s out of control.”
“I’m sure we can.” Three
larger men came in and helped the nurse unhook the restraints. Buffy knew they
were vampires. She was about to be kidnapped by crazy Drusilla, of this she was
sure. “Take her to the car please.”
She couldn’t recall a
time Drusilla had seemed more lucid. She allowed them to carry her out since
her muscles were so weak from being tied down for a couple weeks.
They had a car and they
put her in the back seat and two of them took off. Drusilla came out and sat in
the back next to her while the driver took them away from the hospital. “Okay,
what the hell is going on here?”
“Be quiet.” Drusilla
whispered.
“Quiet? QUIET? My
ex-boyfriend’s psycho ex-girlfriend just kidnapped me from a mental
institution! And I’m supposed to be quiet? How exactly does THAT work?”
“Not kidnap. Save.” Dru
said matter-of-factly.
“That’s even freakier.
You do remember that I’m the Slayer and you’re a vampire, right?” The vampire
seated beside her didn’t reply, she just looked out the window. Buffy decided
to follow suit.
SOMEWHERE IN SUNNYDALE
He had been searching
for Drusilla for nearly three hours and he was tired, something he wasn’t used
to being. During his search he had taken on two demons and a vampire
successfully. He hoped Drusilla could answer questions for him about the moon
and what she had heard. When his search seemed pointless he decided to head
over to the hospital to see Buffy.
“Visiting hours aren’t
for another five hours. They start eight.” The nurse explained.
“I know but I really
need to see Buffy Summers. It’s important.”
“Ms. Summers isn’t here
anymore.”
“WHAT?” He shouted at
the lady. “Was she released? When?”
“She was sent to another
facility.”
“By whom?”
“The woman had the
families consent. They took her about three hours ago, said they had a plane to
catch.”
“Where were they going?”
“Back to England I’d
imagine.”
“England? Why England?”
“That’s where the woman
was from, or at least her accent was.”
DRUSILLA! He ran out the
door. Drusilla had Buffy. Why? He had no idea where to look. He tried the old
factory once more but it was empty. He searched every inch of Sunnydale
including her house, Willow’s, Giles’ and Xander’s. He even checked Spike’s
crypt but it was empty as well. Defeated, he headed back to the mansion.
He opened the door and
there she was, standing like an angel beside the fireplace. “Buffy!”
She ran to him and leapt
into his arms with tears streaming down her face. She felt so right in his
arms. Her tongue grazed his lips seeking entrance, which he granted. Her tongue
met his in passion that left him breathless for the first time in his entire
existence. “Angel! I was beginning to think you’d left.”
“I wouldn’t do that.”
“You did.” She said as
he released her.
“I know.”
She looked at him. He
was so beautiful flushed. She’d never seen him so alive. No. She had, once, on
Thanksgiving. “Let’s go outside.” She took his warm hand and they walked up
behind the mansion to the overlook. She looked out over the town and saw the
sun’s first light coming up from the horizon. They stood in silence for what
seemed like hours as the sun slowly rose breaking the darkness with bright
orange and yellow. He couldn’t take his eyes off it and she watched him see his
first sunrise in over two centuries. He was beautiful basked in sunlight. She
inhaled sharply as the sun took the shadows away. He looked at her and smiled.
“You’re so beautiful in
the sun Buffy Summers.”
“So are you.” She
started crying softly as they sat and continued to watch the sun rise.
He didn’t want to break
the moment but they had tried the no-words approach and it had gotten her in a
mental ward. “Drusilla got you out.”
“Weird huh? Spike had
just left and in walks the nurse with Dru and a couple of her goons. They
carried me out to a car. Then they dropped me off here. You should have seen
her. She was in a suit with her hair back. She actually sounded normal when she
was talking to the lady.”
“She can do anything
when Miss. Edith tells her to.”
“I guess. What happened
Angel? How did you get human again? Mohra demon?”
“Nope. The Powers That
Be. I never told you about these prophesies we found.”
“Prophecies are not a
good. The last major prophecy we had, I died.”
“These are good. The
Prophecies of Alberjian are some of the oldest texts. It had a whole section on
the vampire with a soul and Wesley thought it was about me cause they aren’t
too many souled vampires. You know?”
“Seems logical. What did
it say?”
“It said that one he
fulfills his destiny he will become human. I had to fight off a couple
apocalypses and some fiends from Hell. I never told you cause I didn’t know
when it would happen or if it would happen. I’d kinda given up on it really
cause why would I deserve that? Saving the world a few times doesn’t outweigh
what I did back then.”
“I guess it does.”
“I guess so.” He said
before tearing his eyes away from the sun. “Buffy, I’m sorry I left. It seems
like all I can do is leave you and hurt you. I don’t like being the reason why
you hurt yourself.”
“You were never the
reason I hurt myself. *I* was. I think maybe the time I spent strapped to the
bed did me some good you know? Made me think about things. I thought a lot
about everything that happened and I realize now that I don’t wanna die. I
thought that if we could just be together everything would be okay. I didn’t
care *how* we were together.”
“What made you change
your mind?”
“It’s kinda strange
actually. I had this dream.”
“What kind of dream?” He
asked. Was it possible? They had shared a dream once before.
“It was as if you did
turn me and we went to Los Angeles.”
“Buffy, I had the same
dream. When I was drinking from you I guess. Did you see the baby?”
“Katerina.”
“You left me and I was
so upset. I went into my room and dusted myself. I can remember how it felt crumbling
and the next thing I knew I was drinking from you. You were begging me and I
cut my wrist but I just kept thinking about that dream. I couldn’t go through
with it. I couldn’t have a few months of happiness if it would end that way. I
couldn’t do something you’d hate me for later.”
“I can remember walking
out the door and I heard Spike scream and that’s when I woke up in the
hospital. It was so real. I can remember everything that happened like it was
yesterday.”
“I know what you mean.”
He looked at her, “did your dream have Spike in it?”
“This is where it gets
even weirder Angel. I told Spike about the dream and he had it to.”
“Really?”
“He screamed and woke up
in the crypt.”
“I’ve shared dreams with
my childer before and with you so I guess that explains it. I guess it was the
Powers’ way of telling us not to do it.”
“I suppose so.”
“So where do we go from
here?” He asked.
“I don’t know. I can’t
have you leave me again Angel. I can’t get attached to you again if you’re
gonna leave or have time swallowed again. I can’t do that, I can’t get hurt
like that again. I won’t.”
“I know what I put you
through before.” He took her face in his hands and wiped away the tears with
his thumbs. “But I am a different person than before. I *am* a person who is
still completely head over heals in love with you Buffy. That’ll never change.
I know I hurt you but I can be what you need now. I can make love to you and
give you children and sunlight. That’s what I want now more than anything I’ve
ever wanted. I guess the question is, is that something you want?” His hands
dropped to his lap and she inched closer to him.
“It’s all I’ve ever
wanted Angel; a normal life with you. But can you promise me that this is final
and you’re not going to do something stupid?”
“I can promise you that
I’m never going to let strange blond women bite me in the neck, that’s for
sure. But seriously, this is what’s meant to be Buffy. I can fight too. Dru
showed up at the mansion and I was able to fight. I guess I still have my strength
so you don’t have to protect me. That’s the only reason I turned back time
before Buffy. I couldn’t live with myself if you died saving me.”
“I know that and I
understood, but I have to know this is permanent.”
He reached in his pocket
and pulled out the small ring. “When we got to the hospital they gave me all
your jewelry. I gave most of it to your mom, but I kept this.” He looked up at
her beautiful green eyes. “My people, before I was changed, gave this as a
symbol of devotion. The hands represents friendship, the crown loyalty and the
heart love. They exchanged this as typically at weddings, or sometimes
beforehand to show intent to marry. Will you take this as a symbol of my vows
to you Buffy? As a symbol and promise I make to love, honor and cherish you
until forever?”
“I do Angel.”
He slipped the ring on
her left finger with the heart pointing in. “You belong to me now, and I belong
to you. Forever.” She kissed him lightly on the cheek. “So what do we do now?”
“Make love with me
Angel.” He started to stand up but she pulled him back down. “Here in the sun,
let’s make love in the morning sunlight.”
“Okay.” He smiled as
their lips met. She pushed him back on the grass and laid next to him. Her
hands were greedy for him. She flung one of her legs around him and pulled them
closer together while his hands worked at her shirt.
He kissed her once more
and sat up, pulling his shirt over his head to expose his bare chest. “You’re
so beautiful in the sunlight Angel.” She pulled him to the ground and licked
his chest and stomach until every inch was covered. Meanwhile he took her shirt
and bra off and his hands explored her breasts and landed on the small of her
back. He pulled her on top of him while their legs tangled.
He looked up at her. The
sun bathed her hair in gold and made her eyes all the more green. She felt so
warm and perfect. He felt her fingers at his belt buckle and was relieved when
she finally began pushing them down. He kicked off his jeans and she slid down
his body, taking the pants with her and tossing them aside. Her fingers ran
over his thighs and cupped his balls as she kissed the head of his shaft.
“You taste so much
better alive Angel.”
“I’ll take your word on
that.”
“I better double check
on that before I make a final decision.” She giggled as he licked him from base
to tip before engulfing his entire length in her mouth. Her mouth was so
willing and warm. He felt the back of her throat with the head of his cock and
she swirled her tongue around him. He looked down to see her bobbing her head
on his cock and his hands entwined in her hair, encouraging her. He felt the
familiar tightening in his groin.
“Buffy, stop.” He said
but she continued. “Buffy, I’m gonna come, stop.”
He slipped out of her
mouth. “Why?” She asked.
“I wanna feel you around
me for my first time human.” She just smiled as she ripped the skirt that Dru
had given her off.
She was so wet when she
felt his fingers probing her gently, sending her into a reeling orgasm. She
shuddered and screamed as it ripped through her body. When she got her senses
back she felt his tongue inside her, swallowing every little drop she had to
give him. “Angel, please... I need you.”
He crawled up her body
and entered her slowly as he kissed her deeply. She tasted herself on his
tongue and savored the flavor. His slow entrance was complete and she felt
herself stretching to accommodate him. Her body was still not used to welcoming
his girth. “God Angel you’re so big.”
“Do you like it?”
“I *love* YOU.”
“I love you too Buffy.
Are you ready?”
“Please...” she
whimpered. He began a slow and gentle rhythm that quickly grew. He glided in
and out of her wet passage and her vaginal walls clamped his erection. He
grunted and groaned her name as she sucked on his neck. Her hands grabbed at
his shoulders and she whimpered. She looked up and the sun hit his hair making
it look slightly lighter. He used his arms to support himself and she pulled
them out from under him. He landed on top of her.
“I’m too heavy Buffy.”
“I wanna feel you on top
of me Angel. You feel so good, so warm.” They continued to move relishing the
experience of being home once again.
He flipped them over and
she protested. “I wanna see you in the sun when you come Buffy. I wanna see the
sun in your hair as you ride me. Please?”
She looked down at his
neck and giggled. “I gave you a hickey.” She said as she started to bounce on
his cock. She sank onto him over and over and he thrust up to meet her hips. “I
like how you feel Angel. I feel so complete with you inside me. You fill me up
so perfectly.”
“I like it when you
squeeze me Buffy.”
She flexed her muscles
and watched his face contort in pain and pleasure. “Like that?”
“Yeah, just like that.”
His hands roamed her body as she continuously impaled herself on him. “I’m
close Buffy, are you?”
“Uh huh...” she groaned.
His hand inched down her body and began playing with her clit. He was holding
back, she could tell. “Let it go Angel, fill me up.” She squeezed him once more
and he pumped his warm seed inside her, spurt after spurt. Her body was hungry
for it, welcomed it, and milked him for
more.
She spasmed around him
as he squeezed her clit and two powerful orgasms ripped through her body almost
simultaneously. She’d never come so hard for so long ever before. “ANGEL!” She
screeched as he pumped her full of his semen. She relaxed around him as she
panted for air that didn’t seem to be there.
He pulled her down to
the grass and the laid watching the sun over the houses, arms intertwined, legs
interlocked.
SPIKE’S CRYPT
She smiled as she opened
the door and threw the jacket on the floor. She wouldn’t wait. “Spike?” She
almost sang. She looked at Miss. Edith and smiled. “It’s perfect Miss. Edith.”
Miss Edith wanted to see Daddy. She put the doll on Spike’s legs and slowly
‘walked’ her up his body, crawling up behind the doll. She nuzzled Spike’s
penis through his jeans with her head. “Spike?”
He could swear he heard
his precious Dru. He’d tried to get over her. He had even contemplated making a
move on Buffy but he’d seen what would happen there. The dream had proven
interesting. He’d known she was thinking about asking Angel to turn her, but he
never thought she’d actually do it. Spike loved her. He could admit it. He
loved Buffy and at one point he thought it was in a romantic way and perhaps it
could have been, but not anymore. The dream had helped him see that. It had
been a wonderful dream, but it was just that. He had woken up and been able to
think of no one but his Dark Princess.
Funny how dreams can
help you see what you truly want. He had enjoyed the dream but inevitably, it
couldn’t be. Buffy loved Angel far too much, far too deeply to really be with
Spike. Buffy and Angel were meant to be fighting or shagging, but they were NOT
meant to be apart, or shared. He hoped that one day Angel would go to Buffy so
they could be together. He tried not to be a sap when it came to love, but
Spike believed that love conquers all. And it is through that belief he was
able to bear being without Dru. He knew one day, if it were meant to be, they’d
be together. He chuckled and fell back into the fantasy that his Dru was with
him.
He felt her nail at his
cheek and her tongue as she licked the blood. “Spike?” She whispered in his ear
as her hand rubbed him through his jeans making him hard in an instant. “Spike?
I’ve been naughty and will have no cakes today.”
He could almost hear her
voice and the purring from her as she nuzzled and licked his neck. It was so
real. He didn’t want to open his eyes for fear of ruining the moment.
“Spike, wake up.” She
whispered biting on his ear.
He opened his eyes
slowly and saw those gorgeous dark eyes staring back at him. “Dru?” He blinked
and rubbed his eyes, certain he was still in the dream.
“The moon sings the
prettiest songs in my head my little Spike. Miss. Edith missed you, so did I.”
“Dru?” He asked again
louder this time.
“Yes Spike, it’s
Princess, *your* Princess. I’m sorry. Do you love me still?”
He wrapped his hands
around her and pulled her close. “I love you still ducks.” He pulled her lips
to his and she giggled as he tickled her tongue with his own. His jeans were
extremely tight as she ground into his hips. “Why are you back Dru?”
“The moon told me I had
to help the Slayer. I took her to the mansion for Angel.”
“You helped the Slayer?”
“Miss. Edith told me
there would be an illusion. She said I had to help my enemy to get my Spike. Do
I have you?”
“Forever pet. You got me
forever.” Her hands pushed the duster off his shoulders and clawed at his
shirt. Clothes were lost quicker than he knew was possible. Her skin was so
beautifully pale and soft, just like he remembered. She smelled of sweet wine
and innocent children. He flipped her over and rubbed her slit with his
erection.
He kissed her deeply
before moving down to her heaving breasts. “Oh Spike... please... I tickle all
over...”
She wrapped her legs
around his waist and he thrust home quickly. “Oh baby, it’s been so long.” He
was in the hilt and he felt at home inside the little warmth she possessed.
“Squeeze me baby.” She did and he growled.
“Please Spike, it
burns...” he kissed her again and began pounding her into the concrete below
them. Her hips arched off the tomb and he felt her nails at his back. The blood
and sex permeated the room and they sank their fangs into each other as her
inner walls clenched around his cock milking him for all he could offer. She
drenched his cock in her honey as they drank from each other, reclaiming what
they once had.
He retracted his fangs
and she did too. “Oh baby, I’ve missed you so much.” She held him on top of her
and kissed the wound closed.
“I’m sorry I was naughty
Spike.”
“It’s okay baby. I was a
bad rude man. I just wanted to get you back. I didn’t want Angelus to hurt you
again.”
“He can’t ever again
Spike. It’s me and you in the stars forever.” She whispered in his ear.
“Forever my wicked
Goddess.”
THAT EVENING
He spent the day
pounding into Dru everywhere in the crypt: against the walls, on the tombs, on
the floor, and on the stairs. She was hungry so she was dressing. He hadn’t
mentioned the chip yet. He was afraid she would leave if he couldn’t kill, but
he couldn’t put if off any longer. She was going to find out. “Dru? Baby? I
have to tell you something luv.”
“What my Spike?” She
asked licking his cheek.
“I can’t hunt. I can’t
kill.” She pulled away and he sure she was gonna walk out the door and never
look back.
“I know but Miss. Edith
says there’s a doctor Daddy knows about. You find Daddy and I’ll get dinner,
someone pretty.” She kissed him and left.
They had made love on
the overlook all day in the sun. They’d returned to the mansion briefly for
snacks and lunch. Then they’d watched the sunset and made love some more. “I’m
spent. I don’t think I can walk.” She said as they packed up the food.
“You have to, I can’t
carry you.”
“I have to patrol,
especially with Dru in town. Wonder if she’s seen Spike?”
“Dunno. My guess is
yes.”
“Wonder how he took it?
I know he still thinks about her.”
“He was with her for a
hundred years. That’s a lot of time to put in with someone.”
“I know. We won’t have a
hundred, but maybe fifty.”
“We’ll have forever
Buffy. We’ll grow old together and die together and walk through the white
light together.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
“Though I don’t know if
I’ll be going to Heaven or Hell once there.”
“You’re coming with me
where ever I go. I’m hard to get rid of.”
He smiled at her and she
just burst out laughing. “What’s so funny Buff?”
“I like *this* you. Less
broody, less serious, you’re a lot more fun.”
“How so?”
“I don’t think we’ve
talked that much during sex, you know? If you exclude begging. It was nice,
communicating, talking... you know? Finding out what we like and how much. It
was nice hearing you laugh and seeing you smile. Human boyfriends are
definitely a good.”
“Being human is a good.”
“Yeah it is.” They
walked down the trail. “OH NO!” She said loudly.
“What is it Buffy? Are
you okay?”
“Human, being human...
bad Buffy...”
“What?”
“Humans get pregnant. We
never had to worry about the before cause you couldn’t have little vampire
babies.”
“Is a baby a bad thing?”
“I don’t know. I know I
want babies, I never did, but now that we can? I wanna feel your child, *our*
child in my belly. That’d be cool I think. I just... so soon?”
“Why don’t we take it
one day at a time? We don’t even know for sure anything happened today.”
“I guess you’re right.”
“And besides, if you
were pregnant, what better conception story to tell him or her than it was our
first time in the sun?”
“We’re telling our
children you’re from eighteenth century Ireland?”
“Kinda big to leave out,
you know? I’m not saying when they’re young, but when they’re teens... they
might wanna know about their grandparents.”
“Yeah, you can tell them
how to churn butter.” She hit him lightly as they put the food away in the
kitchen. There was a knock on the door.
“*I* never churned
butter, it was the woman’s job.” She followed him to the door and he opened it.
“Spike, come in.”
“Uh Angel, you just
invited a vampire in the house.”
“I know but it’s just
Spike.”
“What happened to, ‘he’s
worse, he won’t stop until everything in his path is dead’?”
“I said that when he
wasn’t impotent. Why are you here anyway Spike?”
“Why are you? I take it
you two love birds have made up?”
“We’re engaged Spike.”
She said to him.
“Congrats Slayer. ‘Bout
time. Guess you both know Dru is back.”
“How are you with that
Spike?” Buffy asked.
“Well shagged, which is
I’m guessing what you two are by the smell of your clothes. You’ve got a tan
Angel.”
“My back is a little
burnt.”
“Shaggin’ does that to a
fella. Anyway Dru says you have something to give me.”
Angel reached into his
pocket and pulled out a little piece of paper. He’d been reluctant to give it
to Spike at first, but now that Dru was back, it seemed the time. “I’m giving
this to you with the condition that you never come here to hunt again. And you
don’t show up in LA either. And NO killing of any of our friends. If you show
up back here to hurt people, we’ll be on opposite teams again Spike and I can’t
do that again with you, I love you too much.”
Spike was taken aback by
that. Angel continued, “I know you had those flashbacks too, in the dreams. I
guess you’re not technically my childe anymore Will, but...”
Spike grabbed his sire’s
head and their lips met for the last time. He kissed him deeply and left him
breathless. “You’ll always be my sire.” He said. He then smiled, “I told ya I’d
make you breathless one day Angelus.” Spike winked and hugged Buffy. “Take care
of the big lug.”
“*Behave* Spike.”
“Not bloody likely
Slayer.” He chuckled and left for parts unknown.
“Angel? What did you
give Spike?”
“After I left the last
time, I started doing some research into the Initiative. I found this demon
doctor who thinks he could remove the chip. I didn’t wanna give it to Spike
before, but now Dru’s back and...”
“And you’re a sucker for
love.”
Angel smiled remembering
what Spike had once said, “I may be love’s bitch and I’m finally man enough to
admit it.”
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They walked through the
fields of green. “It’s so beautiful here.”
“Aye ‘tis milady.” His
arms wrapped around her waist.
“I’m such a sucker for a
dark and mysterious guy with an accent.”
“Sure are Buffy.”
“What’s planned for
tonight?”
“I thought we’d have
some dinner, they have fresh fish her-”
“Don’t say fish, it
makes me queasy.”
“Everything makes you
queasy Buff.”
“If someone would stop
knocking me up, I wouldn’t have that problem.” She nudged his stomach with her
elbow a little and he laughed.
“You’re the impatient
one who can’t wait two seconds for me to put on a condom.”
“I know, it’s all my
fault. I’m just impatient, but I do like being full of your penis AND your
babies.”
“I love you Buffy
O’Connor. And speaking of being full, why don’t we go back to the hotel?”
“You’re insatiable,
*Liam* O’Connor.”
“Why did I EVER think it
was a good idea to come back here?”
A COUPLE OF MILES AWAY
“Miss. Edith sings a
song.”
“What does she sing
about baby?” He ran his hand down her lithe body and began petting her sex.
His Dru purred and sang,
“Rock a bye baby, in the tree tops...” She stopped and sat up quickly, “I think
sometimes that all my hair should will be blue.”
He smiled, pulled her
back into his arms, “if you want blue hair, blue hair is what you shall have
pet.”
“I miss Prague. Can we
go back?”
“Prague is what started
the whole bloody mess in Sunnyhell in the first place.”
“But the stars are
singing in Prague and I like the pretty songs.”
“I’m hungry baby, let’s
go out.”
THAT NIGHT
“Gonna call tem?” Angel
asked his beautiful wife of ten years.
“Yes.” Buffy dialed the
number.
“Hello?” Her mother
said.
“Hi Mom, it’s us.”
“Buffy! How’s Ireland
honey?”
“Gorgeous. How are my
babies?”
“Katerina is with
Willow, Anya and Tara tonight, doing some kind of ritual. William and Xander
are bonding, Faith is sitting with her grandma watching a movie and little
Frankie is sleeping. How’s baby number five?”
“Kicking a lot, strong
like Daddy.”
“Well, you take care of
yourself and come home safe.”
“In a week Mom. We’ll
call again. Love you, tell my babies we love them.”
“Night Buffy.”
“Good night Mom.” She
hung up the phone and relaxed into Angel’s arms. His hands covered their child,
growing in her stomach. She placed her hands over his and their fingers
interlocked over their unborn.
“How is everyone?”
“Wonderful. Are we
ready?”
“Let’s go.”
OUTSIDE LATER THAT EVENING
They walked hand in hand
searching, for whom they knew not. He just felt the need to be outside. They’d
had a couple girls at the hotel earlier and he was full, but still they walked.
Dru giggled beside him as they walked down the streets. “My nose tickles Spike.
And the moon smiles.”
He kissed her forehead
gently as they turned down a rather busy street. As they walked, he felt
something a familiar presence. He looked all around and bumped into someone.
“Scuse me.” They both said and Spike’s eyes met familiar eyes.
“Sire.”
“William.”
“Buffy.”
“Spike! How are you?”
“I’m good.”
Dru started giggling.
She should’ve been worried when Dru reached out to touch her swollen belly but
she didn’t. At the instant Dru touched her stomach her child kicked hard and
Buffy felt a wave of unexplained joy course through her veins. “The moon smiles
on you, it will be another girl.”
“Then her name will be
Drusilla.”
“See Spike? I told you
I’d have a baby one day.” She giggled then stopped suddenly and held her head.
“What is it baby? What
do you see?”
“Six. Six stars all with
different names.”
“What names?”
“Katerina, William,
Faith, Francis and Drusilla. Two are sad, they don’t have names, but they are
blue. Can I have blue hair now Spike?”
“Anything you want
baby.”
“Those are our
children’s names.” Buffy stated.
“Then you will have two
more blue babies.”
“Boys.” Angel said,
smiling at the thought. Though it was two centuries delayed, he was able to produce an heir to his name. They’d
visited his family’s graves. He cried and they’d sat for hours. Angel had told
Buffy all he could remember. Everything about his sister Kathy and his
childhood. He’d actually been able to show her his old house, which had since
been remodeled several times.
“Well, I guess we
should...” Buffy started to say.
“Yes, I guess we should
too.” The four exchanged hugs and they were on their way. Dru was at his side
and Spike couldn’t help but think everything turned out exactly how is was
supposed to be.
“That was interesting.
Nice though.”
“So we’re gonna have two
more babies. You up for it Buffy?”
“I think the question
is, are you *up* for it?”
“I’m always up for you.”
“Good, cause I love
making love *and* making babies with you Angel. I love you.”
“I love you too,
forever. You still my girl?”
“Always and forever.”
She said kissing him gently.
They walked hand in hand
under the Irish stars, stars that had seen the birth of a demon and the
massacre of hundreds. Stars that had moved in the sky and saw one dark night in
Romania, and one stormy night in Sunnydale. Stars that watched helpless as
lovers, star-crossed themselves, struggling to keep their love. Stars that had
seen a marriage on Irish soil ten years ago between two fated lovers who’d
finally found peace. Stars that smiled upon them and blessed them with children
and a life full of light, which was all, ever really wanted.
And so in passing by the
chance of forever numerous times, they were able to find the truest form of
forever ever known. The eternal and transcendent love of two destined lovers,
separated by time and blood, brought together by the same.
~El Fin~
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