Nocturnal Bravura
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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Adult ++
Chapters:
32
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Category:
BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
32
Views:
3,667
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
For Every Season There Is A Time...
For Every Season There Is A Time...
He was being selfish. He knew it. Normally he would have never used his ability to dominant her the way he did. He knew she hated drinking from him, afraid that she was hurting him or that she would take too much. He made her drink. Drink as much as she could take.
Normally Spike cared for nothing but doting on Buffy taking care of her every whim. Doing whatever he could to find a way to make her better. Normally he would not make her drink...
But he did tonight.
Tonight he needed her.
Spike sat on the cemetery ground cradling Buffy in his arms, her tiny body engulfed in his trench coat.
Buffy laid against his chest her arms wrapped around Spike.
From a distance they looked hauntingly beautiful. A young couple in a tender embrace but only from a distance. Up close they were killers, soulless creatures who preyed on the innocent.
But tonight they wouldn’t
Tonight they would just sit there.
Spike kissed the top of Buffy’s head.
“We’ll go home soon Luv.” He whispered.
Buffy smiled and kissed him lightly on the lips.
“We don’t have to Daddy. We can stay for as long as Daddy wants too. It‘s Daddy‘s sad day.” Buffy softly.
Spike closed his eyes tight. Sighing in relief.
“How does my Princess know this?” He asked testing her mental state.
Buffy looked to the side and pointed.
“Daddy comes here with The Princess. He holds her and looks at it. Daddy gets so sad.” Buffy sad frowning.
Spike looked in her eyes and smiled.
“Yes Pet, it makes me sad but I have to come.” Spike said looking at what Buffy was pointing out.
Buffy nodded she swung around in Spike’s lap and laid against his chest. Spike put his arms around her and pressed his cheek against hers.
“It’s all right Daddy.” Buffy said trying to soothe her Sire.
“The Princess knows she made you.” Buffy said looking at the head stone.
Jenny Calendar Giles
Beloved Wife, Mother and Friend
For Every Season There Is A Time..
March 15th 1967 to May 21st 2002
He was being selfish, he knew it. He should be out slaying making sure no danger befall the innocent. He should be investigating the rumor that a den of Pargo demons may have settled here. But he couldn’t.
Not tonight.
He knew where they would be. They were here every year on this night. He watched them from a distance much like the way he did when they were alive.
Sometimes William would imagine it was him holding her. Not too hard to do when she was in the arms of his twin. He would imagine it was him she was resting against soothing with her touch.
He never dared get too close. He always stood far enough away that they would not see him.
He stood where Spike never dare take Buffy.
The place where William found himself drawn to at times.
He would be out on patrol, or sometimes when he was just lonely.
He would think about her and find himself here.
William stood in front of it.
It mocked him.
Laughing at him like some perverse practical joke.
But still he found himself standing there.
The supposed final resting place.
Elizabeth Anne Summers
Beloved Daughter and Friend
The candle that burns twice as bright, burns half as long
August 17th 1985 - September 8th 2002
He shouldn’t be there watching them. Watching her.
Standing at the place that was really nothing but a elaborate rouse.
But he couldn’t not be there.
Not tonight..
He knew he was being selfish...
Tonight he needed her.
He was being selfish. He knew it. Normally he would have never used his ability to dominant her the way he did. He knew she hated drinking from him, afraid that she was hurting him or that she would take too much. He made her drink. Drink as much as she could take.
Normally Spike cared for nothing but doting on Buffy taking care of her every whim. Doing whatever he could to find a way to make her better. Normally he would not make her drink...
But he did tonight.
Tonight he needed her.
Spike sat on the cemetery ground cradling Buffy in his arms, her tiny body engulfed in his trench coat.
Buffy laid against his chest her arms wrapped around Spike.
From a distance they looked hauntingly beautiful. A young couple in a tender embrace but only from a distance. Up close they were killers, soulless creatures who preyed on the innocent.
But tonight they wouldn’t
Tonight they would just sit there.
Spike kissed the top of Buffy’s head.
“We’ll go home soon Luv.” He whispered.
Buffy smiled and kissed him lightly on the lips.
“We don’t have to Daddy. We can stay for as long as Daddy wants too. It‘s Daddy‘s sad day.” Buffy softly.
Spike closed his eyes tight. Sighing in relief.
“How does my Princess know this?” He asked testing her mental state.
Buffy looked to the side and pointed.
“Daddy comes here with The Princess. He holds her and looks at it. Daddy gets so sad.” Buffy sad frowning.
Spike looked in her eyes and smiled.
“Yes Pet, it makes me sad but I have to come.” Spike said looking at what Buffy was pointing out.
Buffy nodded she swung around in Spike’s lap and laid against his chest. Spike put his arms around her and pressed his cheek against hers.
“It’s all right Daddy.” Buffy said trying to soothe her Sire.
“The Princess knows she made you.” Buffy said looking at the head stone.
Jenny Calendar Giles
Beloved Wife, Mother and Friend
For Every Season There Is A Time..
March 15th 1967 to May 21st 2002
He was being selfish, he knew it. He should be out slaying making sure no danger befall the innocent. He should be investigating the rumor that a den of Pargo demons may have settled here. But he couldn’t.
Not tonight.
He knew where they would be. They were here every year on this night. He watched them from a distance much like the way he did when they were alive.
Sometimes William would imagine it was him holding her. Not too hard to do when she was in the arms of his twin. He would imagine it was him she was resting against soothing with her touch.
He never dared get too close. He always stood far enough away that they would not see him.
He stood where Spike never dare take Buffy.
The place where William found himself drawn to at times.
He would be out on patrol, or sometimes when he was just lonely.
He would think about her and find himself here.
William stood in front of it.
It mocked him.
Laughing at him like some perverse practical joke.
But still he found himself standing there.
The supposed final resting place.
Elizabeth Anne Summers
Beloved Daughter and Friend
The candle that burns twice as bright, burns half as long
August 17th 1985 - September 8th 2002
He shouldn’t be there watching them. Watching her.
Standing at the place that was really nothing but a elaborate rouse.
But he couldn’t not be there.
Not tonight..
He knew he was being selfish...
Tonight he needed her.