Time Tossed

Spike sat in the backseat of the desoto, his hands running through the hair of the young
girlchild that sat with her head on his shoulder. In his whole life human and Vamp he had
never had this feeling of contentment. His demon should be howling at the thought, William,
his inner ponce should be dithering. No, however it was Spike, pure unadulturated demon,
that was content. Family such a small word, but in truth something the demon had never truly
felt. true with Dru it was close, but not this. This other Spike, he had a wife and mate, a son
and this beautiful child next to him, and from what he had heard had another
daughter somewhere, one full of piss and vieagar and looking just like the slayers in the
front seat.

A sudden intake of breath drew his attention back to the front seat caught his attention as
the Slayer and witch stared at him.

"Blokes got a right to a dream, don't he?" He asked his slayer, and yes she was his slayer
from here on out. He couldn't deny the truth anymore.

"Just never thought I would see this." Buffy the younger looked confused. "I mean Vamps
can't love, its impossible."

Before Spike could answer. There was a loud snort from the returning Darker Buffy as she
handed him a large cup of heated blood. "Yeah, and who told you that?" She asked her
younger doppleganger. "Hmmm, the Council, who doesn't want you believing anything
good about the enemy, oh, oh I know I bet it was Angel, yeah right he has no reason to
lie to you about this." Her smirk was far from pleasnt.

"Angel has no reason to lie to me." The younger Buffy was getting a bit pissed.

"No why lie? I mean he doesn't love yyou souless, so of course since the moon rises and
seys on his fat ass he must be right." The elderr Buffy says as she buckles her seat belt and
starts the car. "You ever think that maybe all a soul is, is hmmm a concious. Makes you
think before you start killing off others. Maybe the Angelus you saw might just be the true
Angel, an Angel that you are scared to death to know?"
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The one good thing about knowing who the young man, not young man her grandson,

really was, was the fact that now she knew the beginnings of how to help him heal. Rupert,
who was currently waching HER grandson sleep had informed her that according to
legends Damphyres were human predators, they survived mainly on redmeat. Unlike
Vampires, Damphyres could and often did survive on normal human foods, but when severly
injured they needed lots of red meat. He had also informed her that Damphyes were seen
as protectors of their human cousins.

Joyce warmed her pan as she finished defrosting a pack of steaks. She realy didn't know why
she kept buying them, neither she nor Buffy ate red meat very often, but still it was a habit she
had picked up while being married to Hank, and right now she was happy she had. She
stopped suddenly and walked back to the living room door and took a quick look at her
GRANDSON.

OK she had seen Spike before and yeah he looked very nice, but damn who knew he could
make a son that looked so sweet. Joyce walked back to the stove and continued cooking
the steaks, seven should be enough. Rare?? Someone that needed redmeat to heal might
need it a bit bloody, his father was a vampire after all. Hmmmm, my son in law Spike, nope
not going to do, have to call him William, or Will, no William it fit him better,
more distinguished. Joyce loaded the plate with the seven rare steaks and thought for a
moment before grabbing her largest eating bowl and went to the freezer and brought back
the ice cream container inside, after all her GRANDSON,might want some Cookie dough ice
cream.
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Xander had never been this scared in his life the guy standing in the shadows had been ranting
for a good ten minutes, and it was obvious the guy was insane. He tried to drone out the
guys words but when something was said that was two innane for words he spoke up. "What
the hell, Spike has kids?"

The statement was wrong on so many levels Xan could almost bet it had to be true. "Spike has
kids and you're gonna kill them??"

Xander peered into the shadows at the obviosly SUICIDAL, insane nutcase there. "Man have
you ever met Spike, the guy will kill you for looking at any kids of his."

The man finaly stepped completely from the shadows and Xander nearly gasped at the the scars
on his face, it was crisscrossed with angry twited gaping scars.

"You like those huh?" The Man asked with a sneer. "Spike's Bitch of an oldest daughter did it."

Once again Xander's mouth overladed his brain. "Dude I don't know how it is where your from,
but in sunnydale no means NO."

Ok Xander thought he was getting it, Scarface had tried something with this Joyce spike's
daughter, still hard to get his mind around that, and now had to kill Spike before Spike killed
him. Of course just this once the xand man was gonna have to plead with Buffy for Spike
leniancy, cause this guy needed to be dead.

"Not like that, but maybe," Scarfaces grin looked like a richtus as he continued. "she does
look exactly like her mom, but never been touched by a demon. Hmmm, blonde hair green
eyes, yeah I might have some fun before I kill her."

Xanders head came up with a jerk and he stared into the hatefilled eyes before him. "But Dru
is a brunnette."

The smile grew. "Dru isn't her mom Buffy is."

Xander lunged foward nearly breaking his own arms as the chain snatched him back.
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As the desoto came to a stop, Spike hit the ground running his demon to the for as he raced
into the summers house. as he stepped through the door he flung his duster off as he broght
his wrist to his lips and tore through the veins there. he moved behind William quickly using
his own body to support his almost son. He was only vaguly aware of the Slayers mum and
watcher looking on with shocked eyes as he began feeding the boy. "Don't worry mate Uncle
Spike's got ya."

Rupert Giles caught his word's immediatly this wasn't young William's father but the Spike
from rupert's own when, and yet the way he cradled the boy feeding him sire's blood, or possibly
as close as could be had here, it was telling. Buffy, his slayer, followed only a step behind
stake in hand but as Spike began feeding William , she stopped and picked up Spike's duster
and dropped it over the back of the couch.

What did suprise the watcher was the second Buffy, older than his slayer yes, but if he were
to judge he would say only older by three or four years at the most. The last two arrivals were
both redheads, Willow he knew well, but the younger redhead was a bundle of energy her
eyes flashed yellow and Rupert realized that obviously William had at least one sister. Dear
God the implications.
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Xander stared at the butt ugly monster that called itself a man in front of him, he was angrier
than he had ever been, the blinds had been forcibly removed from his eyes and as much as
he hated it he somehow knew the man wasn't lying about Buffy and spike, but that didn't
matter right now, it scared him, it hurt him, but that wasn't important right now, Buffy's
children's safety was. "Ya know when Spike comes up and slips his fangs in you and drains
you dry? Afterwards I think I'll buy the bastard a beer."

The blows that came were painful, yes, brutal yes, but more so they were expected. As he
began to lose conciousness Xander was almost suprised when he realized that YES he did
want a front row seat of the Bleached one killing this trash.


tbc