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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
22
Views:
7,948
Reviews:
69
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter Two
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Wes' apartment
"Dawnie, sweetheart. How are you?" Wes said with a large smile. *Geez, looks like his face is gonna split* Dawn thought.
"Fine Uncle Wes. Daddy didn't tell you I was coming over, did he?" When I said that, he finally dropped the act and turned into his normal, solemn, yet nice self.
"No, he didn't. How is your old man these days?" He asked, gesturing for me to take a seat.
"The usual. That is until my friend Vi told him how wicked his scar looked and asked how he got it. She was supposed to stay over the weekend but, now he's all 'Grrr.' But, if you're busy, you could always send me over to Gramps."
"No, you can stay here. I'll have a talk with your dad later. You know, if Giles heard you call him that, he'd blow a gasket." He said with a slight grin.
"Yea, I know. But actually Uncle Wes, I was wondering something..." I asked in my best innocent little girl voice. Could always get to a Giles man, well Uncle Wes being half a Giles and growing up in a Giles house hold and... whatever.
"What's on your mind? You can ask me anything." *As long as it's not about sex.* he thought wearily.
"Well, I was wondering if you could get my dad to go out on a date. Ya know, someone nice and smart and likes kids." Also mommy material.
"Dawn, you know your dad already goes out on dates- lots of them..." *Spike is such a man whore. It's a surprise he hasn't caught something already.* he thought.
"No, I mean, that's true but, maybe someone who could last, oh say, more than a day?" Wes regarded me carefully for a moment. He nodded his head more to himself than me. I think he was finally getting my point.
"Dawn, I understand completely how you feel. But at least you have one parent, who loves you more than life itself. I was lucky after losing my parents. I had Giles and your grandma Anne. She became a mother to me, and then I lost her too."
"I'm sorry Uncle Wes."
"That's alright. It was a long time ago. But as far as your father, well- you know how stubborn he is, and he doesn't trust women, you know, at all."
"I know. But see, the thing is, you aren't supposed to tell him." I said, giving him a conspirital wink wink.
"Really now? So, seems like you have a plan Miss Giles."
"Of course. You can't have a course of action without a plan." I said with a triumphant smile.
"Very well. Care to enlighten me?"
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"I don't know, Wes. I mean Spike gets kind of crazy when people interfere with his affairs. Especially if it involves Dawn, his emotions or his cock." Lilah said nonchalantly as she flipped through a magazine on their king size bed.
"Thank you, Lilah. However darling, I and Dawnie have come up with a nearly full proof plan."
"Really? Care to share?"
"Yes well, as you know, my birthday is coming up. I thought perhaps we could have a party- a little celebration for my thirty- first."
"But Wes sweetheart, you absolutely detest parties for yourself involving more than two people- you know, just you and I?"
"Well, we can have our own private party afterwards. I just don't want to see her so sad. I know what it's like. And if having a party will somehow spare her from the pain if Spike is actually happy, then I'll do it." He said as he sat down next to her. She then sat up and embraced him in a tight hug.
"Oh baby, that's terribly sweet of you. If we ever had a kid, you'd probably spoil the brat rotten."
"I'll have you know that no child of mine will be a brat, of any kind." He said in mock defense.
"Well if you plan on procreating with me, the kid'll be at least half brat."
"Well when you put it that way..."
"Shut up!" she said, playfully whacking him upside the head. "So, what's your plan?"
"Well, I was hoping you could invite some of your friends. I don't really know of anyone suitable."
"Me neither. But I got two that's worth a shot. Especially if Angel's coming."
"Of course. He's my best friend."
"Fine then. My two very much available friends I shall invite are Buffy and Cordelia."
"Buffy? Cordelia? But aren't they kinda of-"
"A female version of Spike minus the kid and a brunette prima donna? Sure. They'll be perfect for each other. Well, once they get over themselves anyway. Buffy contrasting with Angel's broodiness and Cordy's enormous boobs for Spike." Wesley looked at her with a skeptical expression marring his features.
"Uh huh. If you say so..."
Wes' apartment
"Dawnie, sweetheart. How are you?" Wes said with a large smile. *Geez, looks like his face is gonna split* Dawn thought.
"Fine Uncle Wes. Daddy didn't tell you I was coming over, did he?" When I said that, he finally dropped the act and turned into his normal, solemn, yet nice self.
"No, he didn't. How is your old man these days?" He asked, gesturing for me to take a seat.
"The usual. That is until my friend Vi told him how wicked his scar looked and asked how he got it. She was supposed to stay over the weekend but, now he's all 'Grrr.' But, if you're busy, you could always send me over to Gramps."
"No, you can stay here. I'll have a talk with your dad later. You know, if Giles heard you call him that, he'd blow a gasket." He said with a slight grin.
"Yea, I know. But actually Uncle Wes, I was wondering something..." I asked in my best innocent little girl voice. Could always get to a Giles man, well Uncle Wes being half a Giles and growing up in a Giles house hold and... whatever.
"What's on your mind? You can ask me anything." *As long as it's not about sex.* he thought wearily.
"Well, I was wondering if you could get my dad to go out on a date. Ya know, someone nice and smart and likes kids." Also mommy material.
"Dawn, you know your dad already goes out on dates- lots of them..." *Spike is such a man whore. It's a surprise he hasn't caught something already.* he thought.
"No, I mean, that's true but, maybe someone who could last, oh say, more than a day?" Wes regarded me carefully for a moment. He nodded his head more to himself than me. I think he was finally getting my point.
"Dawn, I understand completely how you feel. But at least you have one parent, who loves you more than life itself. I was lucky after losing my parents. I had Giles and your grandma Anne. She became a mother to me, and then I lost her too."
"I'm sorry Uncle Wes."
"That's alright. It was a long time ago. But as far as your father, well- you know how stubborn he is, and he doesn't trust women, you know, at all."
"I know. But see, the thing is, you aren't supposed to tell him." I said, giving him a conspirital wink wink.
"Really now? So, seems like you have a plan Miss Giles."
"Of course. You can't have a course of action without a plan." I said with a triumphant smile.
"Very well. Care to enlighten me?"
******************
"I don't know, Wes. I mean Spike gets kind of crazy when people interfere with his affairs. Especially if it involves Dawn, his emotions or his cock." Lilah said nonchalantly as she flipped through a magazine on their king size bed.
"Thank you, Lilah. However darling, I and Dawnie have come up with a nearly full proof plan."
"Really? Care to share?"
"Yes well, as you know, my birthday is coming up. I thought perhaps we could have a party- a little celebration for my thirty- first."
"But Wes sweetheart, you absolutely detest parties for yourself involving more than two people- you know, just you and I?"
"Well, we can have our own private party afterwards. I just don't want to see her so sad. I know what it's like. And if having a party will somehow spare her from the pain if Spike is actually happy, then I'll do it." He said as he sat down next to her. She then sat up and embraced him in a tight hug.
"Oh baby, that's terribly sweet of you. If we ever had a kid, you'd probably spoil the brat rotten."
"I'll have you know that no child of mine will be a brat, of any kind." He said in mock defense.
"Well if you plan on procreating with me, the kid'll be at least half brat."
"Well when you put it that way..."
"Shut up!" she said, playfully whacking him upside the head. "So, what's your plan?"
"Well, I was hoping you could invite some of your friends. I don't really know of anyone suitable."
"Me neither. But I got two that's worth a shot. Especially if Angel's coming."
"Of course. He's my best friend."
"Fine then. My two very much available friends I shall invite are Buffy and Cordelia."
"Buffy? Cordelia? But aren't they kinda of-"
"A female version of Spike minus the kid and a brunette prima donna? Sure. They'll be perfect for each other. Well, once they get over themselves anyway. Buffy contrasting with Angel's broodiness and Cordy's enormous boobs for Spike." Wesley looked at her with a skeptical expression marring his features.
"Uh huh. If you say so..."