Damage

"Ms. Summers....er Joyce...umm....this is a surprise..." Spike began only to stumble backward at the force of the punch to his nose by Joyce.
"Bloody hell! I think you broke my nose!" he bellowed as he cupped his hands over his face to staunch the flow of blood now seeping from his nostrils.
"Good! You disgusting sick pervert!" Joyce yelled.
"Please...let me explain..." Spike pleaded.
"What's to explain? You've been raping my daughter and now she is pregnant!" Joyce replied.
"Raping? I bloody well have NOT. I've never raped Buffy. I love her!" Spike defended himself.
"She is seventeen years old! You're what? Around 40? That's rape in my book and the laws!" Joyce informed him.
"She turns 18 in a few days for christ sake! She isn't a child!" Spike raised his voice.
"She is MY child!" Joyce told him.
"I know...look Joyce....God...I'm sorry...I know you hate me right now but please...I love Buffy. I'm going to take care of her. I promise. I never meant for this to happen at first.'t 't you think I bloody well know how awkward the age difference is to some people? I can't help how I feel though and neither can Buffy. I love her and she loves me and there isn't anything you or anyone else can do about it." Spike explained.

"Oh yeah? How about me calling the police for starters and making sure Buffy has an abortion!" Joyce said coldly.
Spike was up in her face in seconds. "Listen here lady. I know you're upset and concerned for your daughter but I swear to you now, if you do anything to harm MY child, you will regret it. You can hate me and have me arrested. Go ahead! But don't you dare threaten to kill our child." he said menacingly.
"It's not your choice. It's Buffy's and she might be brainwashed now but soon she will realize what a sick pedophile you are!" Joyce said.
"You really don't know your daughter at all then if that's what you think. Buffy loves me and not because I brainwashed her." Spike replied.

Just then there was another knock on the motel room door. Spike angrily strode over and yanked it open. Buffy stood there, lips trembling. Spike pulled her inside and hugged her.
"Mom! What are you doing here?" Buffy said pulling away from Spike as she scanned the room and saw Joyce.
"I should be asking you that." Joyce said.
Buffy looked up nervously at Spike. "Your mum knows about us, pet. Hence the nose" Spike pointed to his now swelling nose.
Buffy finally took in his battered face and drying blood. "What did you do to him?" she yelled at her mother.
"Nothing he didn't deserve" Joyce replied.
"You hit him? Mom! I can't believe you!" Buffy yelled.
"Come on Buffy. We're going home now." Joyce moved to her and grabbed her by her elbow.
"No! I'm not going anywhere with you!" Buffy responded.
"What did you say to me young lady?" Joyce narrowed her eyes.
"You heard me. I love you Mom but I love Spike too and you can't just go around punching people. I'm almost 18 and Spike and I are having a baby. You can't stop me from seeing him!' Buffy told her.
"We'll see about that" Joyce said before walking out and slamming the door loudly.

Buffy collapsed into Spike's arms sobbing.
"Ssshhhh, Sunshine. It's going to be O.K." He maneuvered her to the bed and sat down with her in his lap. He stroked her hair and whispered words of comfort and love.
"I'm so sorry Spike. Are you O.K.? Should we go to the hospital?" Buffy pointed at his nose.
"Yeah, I suspect so. At least to get some pain killers. Your mum packs a mean punch" Spike smiled slightly.
"How can you be so flip about this?" Buffy pouted.
"Granted, I'd rather not have had the sock to the nose but I understand your mum being mad at me. She is angry now Buffy but hopefully in time she can come to accept us." Spike answered.
Buffy sniffled, "I hope so too. I love you so much."
"I love you too, Sunshine." Spike replied.
"So what are you doing at a motel anyway?" Buffy asked him.
"Riley kicked me out." Spike answered.
"You let your son kick you out of your own house?" Buffy opened her eyes wide in surprise.
"He is hurt. We hurt him real bad Buffy. I figured it was best to let him cool off for a few days. I have to go back sometime. I have to make sure Dru is alright....taking her medication and stuff." Spike sighed.
"Oh" was all Buffy could say.

Suddenly there was another knock on the door.
"Bloody hell, this is turning into Grand Central Station" Spike said as he untangled himself from Buffy and walked to the door. He opened it to reveal a pair of Sunnydale's finest.
"Are you William Finn?" one of the officers asked.
Spike hung his head and said, "Yeah"
The other officer looked over his shoulder to Buffy perched on the edge of the bed.
"Buffy Summers?" he questioned.
"Yes" Buffy said softly.
"Mr. Finn, can you turn around and place your hands behind your back. You're under arrest." the first officer said.
"WHAT? No! You can't arrest him! He didn't do anything!" Buffy jumped up and ran to the door.
"Please, Miss Summers. Don't make this difficult." the officer said as Spike did as he was told and handcuffs were placed on his wrists.
"Please...no!" Buffy started sobbing.
"Buffy....baby...it's alright. I'll be alright." Spike tried to reassure her as the one officer hauled him outside and to a waiting police car.
"SPIKE!" she screamed and tried to run after him but the other officer stopped her, dragging her to Joyce's car that was parked close to the police cruiser.
"Please Miss Summers. You need to get into your mother's car. She is bringing you down to the station unless you'd rather ride on the cruiser as well?" he threatened her.
"Why are you doing this, Mommy? Please!" Buffy cried as Joyce got out of her car and helped the officer manhandle Buffy into the passenger seat.

Buffy hung her head with tears streaming down her face as she watched the second officer get into the cruiser and leave with his partner and Spike. Joyce started her car and followed the police car.
"You left me with no choice, Buffy." Joyce said.
"I hate you." Buffy looked over at her mother.
"I imagine you do right now but you'll see this is all for the best in the long run." Joyce sighed.

3 hours later...

"What do you mean you're not going to press charges? He is almost 40 years old! He had sex with my little girl!" Joyce screamed at the police detective.
"Calm down Miss Summers. We understand you're upset but I, another detective and our assistant D.A. have all questioned Mr. Finn and your daughter. Buffy turns 18 in a matter of days and Mr. Finn had stated his intentions are to marry her and they are expecting a child. We just don't feel this particular case warrants a criminal charge. However distasteful we may find Mr. Finn's behavior, we have to go by what the D.A. thinks a jury will convict on and we don't think we'll ever be able to get a conviction. By the time this went to trial, Buffy will more than likely be very pregnant or already have had the baby and married to Mr. Finn and no jury is going to send that baby's Daddy away because he had sex with her a couple months before she turned 18. She could apply for emancipated adulthood too right now, today and this whole thing would just tie up the courts time and money... I'm sorry." the detective explained.
"So he just gets away with it?" Joyce fumed.
"Ms. Summers...please..." the detective began again.
"Oh stuff it! You Sunnydale police are useless! Just go get me my daughter. She is still a minor for the next few days and I am taking her home!"
Buffy sat in silence the entire ride home. She locked herself in her room after Joyce and her got home.

Spike sighed in relief after the taxi dropped him back off at his motel room. He had left the police station and had the cab take him to the hospital to get treatment for his nose. They had given him some pain killers while he was there and he was tired now. He flopped down on the bed and fell into an exhausted sleep.

"So you see, my dear boy. My angel is your daddy." Drusilla finished as Riley looked at her stunned.
"I want to see him." Riley finally said.
"He lives in the city of angels now. Will you go and find him? Bring our daddy home?" Drusilla purred.
"Yes, mom. I will" Riley said with a look of determination on his face.
He couldn't wait to meet his real father. He bet he was much better than Dad...er Spike, he thought to himself.

"Mr. Travers, this is William Finn. I need you to speed things up on the divorce proceedings. I'll pay you double what I am now but I need this taken care of as soon as possible. Let me know what I need to do. Ring me back. Thanks." Spike left a message for his attorney after he had woken up fris nis nap.

Spike phoned Buffy but continued to get a message that her cell was turned off or out of the area. He figured Joyce was responsible for that. She would no doubt keep Buffy from him until her birthday just for spite. Spike sighed. At least everything was out in the open now. He felt like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. Now, knowing he wasn't going to jail, he could concentrate on Buffy and their child. He hated that he had been acting so selfish and shallow at times but what good would he have been to Buffy from behind bars? He had let his fears overrun him.

He wasn't going to be afraid anymore. Buffy was going to be part of his life and he was going to make sure that happened. The divorce was just the first step. He knew he had to try and make amends with Riley as well but knew that would prove difficult. He had to try at least though. Now though, he had some shopping to do. He had told the police that he intended to marry Buffy. He bloody well better get a ring for her.

He was just getting into his car when Riley came screeching up to his left. He jumped out and looked at Spike.
"Is everything alright? Your mum O.K.?" Spike asked, worried that something had happened while he had been gone.
"She's fine. Just great. Just wanted to tell you I am off to L.A. for a couple days." Riley sneered.
"L.A. What the bloody hell are you going there for?" Spike asked.
"To see my father." Riley said.
"What?" Spike looked confused.
"My REAL father. Mum says you might remember him. His name is Angel. See you around 'DAD' " Riley emphasized the word dad sarcastically.
Spike's face went pale and he leaned against his car as he watched his son...or who he thought was his son speed away.

Soon his confused face was replaced with his angry face as what Riley had just revealed hit him.
"Angel" he said between clenched teeth.
He got in his car and drove like a bat out of hell, not towards the mall which was his original destination but towards his house and Drusilla.

Continued in Chapter 17- All in the Family