Over The Summer
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
29
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2,017
Reviews:
86
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Chapter 66
Chapter 66
‘The Loft Apartment-Buffy’s Room’
“You call everyone?” Spike asked through the bathroom door where Buffy was doing the finishing touches to her hair and make-up.
“Yeah.” Buffy called back out.
“Who’s all comin’?”
“Alyson, on, on, Carter, Cordy, maybe Angel, Willow, Tara, and Anya on my last count.”
“Who out of them is actually helpin’ with this plan of ours?” Spike asked as he fixed his shirt and tie. “And do they know about this dress code your parents seem to have?”
“Cordy, Alyson, Deacon, Carter, maybe Willow.” Buffy said as she opened the door and walked out of the bathroom. “And yes, I told them all about ‘this dress code my parents seem to have’ when I talked to them and invited them over to the mansion.”
Spike turned to face Buffy. She had on a black cocktail dress that she had bought while they where in L.A. over the weekend. Her hair pulled half up and curly, and her make-up was done lightly. In one word she looked perfect to Spike.
“Beautiful.” Spike whispered in her ear as he softly kissed her neck.
“Thank you.” Buffy whispered back.
“You ready to go?” Spike asked as he pulled his suit jacket on.
Buffy looked around the room to make sure she wasn’t forgetting anything. “Guess so.” She said grabbing her wrap.
“Let’s get this show on the road than.” Spike said offering her his arm and leading them out of her room and out of the apartment to his car.
*****
‘The Summers’ Mansion’
“Thank you all for coming this evening. It’s good to know that Elizabeth has such a devoted group of friends that are willing to go to this extreme to help.” Hank said as he took a seat at the dinning room table with everyone else.
“I think this would be a good time to introduce everyone to each other.” Joyce added looking at her husband then to Buffy.
Buffy stood up from her spot in-between her mother and Spike. “I know some of you already know each other, so I’m just going to say your name and when I do you could just raise your hand so people can see who you are.”
“How very middle school of you Buffy.” Cordelia joked causing everyone at the table to laugh.
Buffy just smiled and glared at Cordelia. “Okay, we’ll start with the smart ass. . .”
“Elizabeth! Language.” Joyce said lightly tapping her daughter’s hand.
“Sorry.” Buffy told her mother before turning back to face the group. “Everyone this is Cordelia. Cordelia this is everyone.”
“Call me Cordy.”
“Setting next to Cordy is her boyfriend Angel. Next to him is Anya, then we have Willow, Tara, Carter, Deacon, Alyson, and you all know me.” Buffy said as she went around the table, listing people off. “At this end of the table is my mother Joyce Summers, next to her is my younger sister Dawn, and at that end of the table is my father Hank Summers.”
“Aren’t you forgetting someone Elizabeth?” Joyce asked looking over at Spike as Buffy took her seat again.
Buffy followed her mother’s gaze. “Oh! Sorry. Everyone this is Spike.”
“You can call me William if you prefer.” Spike said after noticing Joyce’s widened eyes at the mention of his nickname.
“It’s nice to meet you William. Although I wish it were on different terms.” Joyce said with a small smile.
“That’s understandable.” Spike replied.
“Why do people call you Spike?” Dawn asked.
Spike looked across the table to Deacon and Carter then to Buffy for a moment. “Not sure really. One day someone started calling me Spike, and it’s been that way ever since. Besides, I’m in a rock band and William doesn’t really wit with the image.”
“I like it.” Dawn stated.
Joyce leaned over to whisper into Buffy’s ear. “That’s not really how he got his nickname is it?”
“No.” Buffy whispered back.
“How?” Joyce asked.
Buffy looked at her mother for a moment. “Are you sure you really want to know?”
Understanding her daughter’s meaning Joyce shook her head. “No, nevermind.”
“Good decision.” Buffy said before straitening herself back up in her chair.
*****
“Dinner wary gry good.” Spike said as the plates were cleared from the table by the staff.
Joyce smiled at Spike’s comment; she really could see why her eldest daughter was in love with him. “I’m glad you thought so, it was on of Elizabeth’s favorites when she was younger.”
“It still is.” Buffy replied.
“I agree with Spike Mrs. Summers, it really was very good.” Alyson stated.
Joyce looked over to Alyson. “Alyson you and Elizabeth have been friends for how many years? I told you tll mll me Joyce. That goes for everyone else who I haven’t given birth to at this table.”
“Elizabeth, why don’t you show everyone to my office and make sure they’re comfortable. Your mother and I will be there shortly.” Hank said.
“Sure Daddy.” Buffy said standing up and leading everyone out of the dinning room and towards her father’s home office.
*****
TBC. . .
‘The Loft Apartment-Buffy’s Room’
“You call everyone?” Spike asked through the bathroom door where Buffy was doing the finishing touches to her hair and make-up.
“Yeah.” Buffy called back out.
“Who’s all comin’?”
“Alyson, on, on, Carter, Cordy, maybe Angel, Willow, Tara, and Anya on my last count.”
“Who out of them is actually helpin’ with this plan of ours?” Spike asked as he fixed his shirt and tie. “And do they know about this dress code your parents seem to have?”
“Cordy, Alyson, Deacon, Carter, maybe Willow.” Buffy said as she opened the door and walked out of the bathroom. “And yes, I told them all about ‘this dress code my parents seem to have’ when I talked to them and invited them over to the mansion.”
Spike turned to face Buffy. She had on a black cocktail dress that she had bought while they where in L.A. over the weekend. Her hair pulled half up and curly, and her make-up was done lightly. In one word she looked perfect to Spike.
“Beautiful.” Spike whispered in her ear as he softly kissed her neck.
“Thank you.” Buffy whispered back.
“You ready to go?” Spike asked as he pulled his suit jacket on.
Buffy looked around the room to make sure she wasn’t forgetting anything. “Guess so.” She said grabbing her wrap.
“Let’s get this show on the road than.” Spike said offering her his arm and leading them out of her room and out of the apartment to his car.
*****
‘The Summers’ Mansion’
“Thank you all for coming this evening. It’s good to know that Elizabeth has such a devoted group of friends that are willing to go to this extreme to help.” Hank said as he took a seat at the dinning room table with everyone else.
“I think this would be a good time to introduce everyone to each other.” Joyce added looking at her husband then to Buffy.
Buffy stood up from her spot in-between her mother and Spike. “I know some of you already know each other, so I’m just going to say your name and when I do you could just raise your hand so people can see who you are.”
“How very middle school of you Buffy.” Cordelia joked causing everyone at the table to laugh.
Buffy just smiled and glared at Cordelia. “Okay, we’ll start with the smart ass. . .”
“Elizabeth! Language.” Joyce said lightly tapping her daughter’s hand.
“Sorry.” Buffy told her mother before turning back to face the group. “Everyone this is Cordelia. Cordelia this is everyone.”
“Call me Cordy.”
“Setting next to Cordy is her boyfriend Angel. Next to him is Anya, then we have Willow, Tara, Carter, Deacon, Alyson, and you all know me.” Buffy said as she went around the table, listing people off. “At this end of the table is my mother Joyce Summers, next to her is my younger sister Dawn, and at that end of the table is my father Hank Summers.”
“Aren’t you forgetting someone Elizabeth?” Joyce asked looking over at Spike as Buffy took her seat again.
Buffy followed her mother’s gaze. “Oh! Sorry. Everyone this is Spike.”
“You can call me William if you prefer.” Spike said after noticing Joyce’s widened eyes at the mention of his nickname.
“It’s nice to meet you William. Although I wish it were on different terms.” Joyce said with a small smile.
“That’s understandable.” Spike replied.
“Why do people call you Spike?” Dawn asked.
Spike looked across the table to Deacon and Carter then to Buffy for a moment. “Not sure really. One day someone started calling me Spike, and it’s been that way ever since. Besides, I’m in a rock band and William doesn’t really wit with the image.”
“I like it.” Dawn stated.
Joyce leaned over to whisper into Buffy’s ear. “That’s not really how he got his nickname is it?”
“No.” Buffy whispered back.
“How?” Joyce asked.
Buffy looked at her mother for a moment. “Are you sure you really want to know?”
Understanding her daughter’s meaning Joyce shook her head. “No, nevermind.”
“Good decision.” Buffy said before straitening herself back up in her chair.
*****
“Dinner wary gry good.” Spike said as the plates were cleared from the table by the staff.
Joyce smiled at Spike’s comment; she really could see why her eldest daughter was in love with him. “I’m glad you thought so, it was on of Elizabeth’s favorites when she was younger.”
“It still is.” Buffy replied.
“I agree with Spike Mrs. Summers, it really was very good.” Alyson stated.
Joyce looked over to Alyson. “Alyson you and Elizabeth have been friends for how many years? I told you tll mll me Joyce. That goes for everyone else who I haven’t given birth to at this table.”
“Elizabeth, why don’t you show everyone to my office and make sure they’re comfortable. Your mother and I will be there shortly.” Hank said.
“Sure Daddy.” Buffy said standing up and leading everyone out of the dinning room and towards her father’s home office.
*****
TBC. . .