Love Remember Me
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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:
7
Views:
3,144
Reviews:
2
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.
Chapter 4
“What are you doing here?” Buffy demanded her eyes adjusting to the sight of the Whistler in front of her.
“I’ve got the answers to the questions you have been asking.”
Buffy looked at him blankly then it dawned on her what he meant. She took a cautious look at Katie and then back at the half human/half demon.
“Your watcher has been digging through various books looking for reasons why you have gotten pregnant by a vampire. But its not in any books, it wasn’t written or prophesized. Your daughter was made out of love. Whether you wanted to admit it or not you loved Spike and you still do.”
“Yes…” Buffy breathed.
“You know that wasn’t him in your bathroom.” Buffy nodded as the Whistler continued on. “It was the powers that be messing with him, making him look like a monster in front of you even though you had seen through him. You saw his soul Buffy and he didn’t even have one. They wanted to mess with you, to test your love. You didn’t waver Buffy. Do you want to know where he is?”
Buffy shook her head no, her lips mute.
“He has been enduring trials of pain and anguish to win back his soul.”
Buffy stared at the small of stature man in disbelief.
“His soul?” Buffy barely breathed, the thought had not even crossed her mind.
“He was always different. Even without his soul he had more humanity then Angel ever had. They sent you two vampires slayer. One you would share young love with. The other you would love eternal. They gave you two and made you decide. You picked the one they didn’t think you would. You picked Spike.”
Buffy closed her eyes processing the information she had just received. When she opened them the Whistler was gone.
“Damn. Always was a wily fellow.”
Spike’s heart was reeling at seeing Buffy for the first time in over a year. He thought for sure she would see him standing outside the windows watching her and her daughter. Her daughter, he couldn’t believe it. Buffy had a baby. It broke and warmed his heart all at the same time.
Well what did you think was going to happen mate? Things didn’t end too bloody well between us, he thought as he flicked his lighter and lit another cigarette. The flame illuminated his face as he glanced back up at the house. Buffy was in her room in her window staring down at the tree Spike was standing under. Spike gaped at her in the moonlight and then remembered she wasn’t supposed to see him and darted behind the tree.
Up in the window Buffy looked down at the tree puzzled.
Did I just see Spike? Buffy thought as she scanned around the perimeter of the tree. Buffy shook her head and closed the curtain, never noticing the amount of cigarette butts littering the tree’s trunk.
Spike hurried back to his crypt and slammed the heavy metal door. He slumped down in his chair and closed his eyes. If his heart could beat it would have broken through his chest and landed, pounding on the stone floor in front of him.
Spike wondered who the guy was. If he was good to them and treated them right. If he would take them shopping and get them ice cream. If he loved them unconditionally. Spike got up grabbing the bottle of scotch next to the tv. He took a swig of the vile liquid and swallowed it, its warmth traveling down through to his abdomen.
“I don’t deserve her. I never deserved her. Even with my bloody soul.”
Spike sighed and brought the bottle to his mouth again, all intent of making himself sloppy drunk to drown out the screaming of his heart.
*~*
Buffy tossed and turned all night long. Her dreams were filled with Spike and the whistler’s words. It was 6 am when she finally dragged herself out of bed. She called Willow and asked if she would come over and watch Katie, that she needed some air. While she waited for Willow she threw on some jeans and a pink hooded sweatshirt. She went into the kitchen and was getting all of Katie’s breakfast out when Willow walked through the back door.
“Hey Buffy.”
“Hey Will. Thanks for doing this for me. I really need to talk a walk.” Willow looked at Buffy with concern.
“You ok?”
“Uh Yeah. I just need to walk,” Buffy said shrugging at the look on Willow’s face.
“Spike dreams?”
Buffy glanced at Willow and nodded once.
“Ok..take your time. I don’t have classes today so I can play with Katie all day,” Willow smiled and went to hug Buffy.
“Thanks Will.” Buffy smiled and hugged Willow back. “I’ve got my cell in case you need me.”
Buffy let go of Willow and made sure she had everything out before turning to the door and walking into the bright sunny morning air.
Buffy didn’t have a destination in mind when suddenly she was standing in front of Spike’s crypt. Her heart started to pound a steady and fast beat as she raised her hand to open the door. She hadn’t been to his crypt since she was 7 months pregnant. She had gone there to see if there were any signs that he had come back, to get his familiar smell around her. To look for something that would comfort her and her baby.
Buffy took a deep breath and opened the heavy door. It swung open with a squeak. Buffy’s eyes adjusted to the darkness of the crypt as she walked in. The only sounds were that of her breathing. Buffy moved deeper into the cement housing and looked around. Nothing was out of place. All was in order but something was different. Buffy could feel it. She could smell that un-mistakable scent that was her vampire. It was stronger then it had been before. She ran her hand along his chair, the material tickling her fingertips. She remembered the last time they had been in the chair. Their naked limbs tangled together as she sat facing him, their lower halves thrusting together.
Buffy smiled and circled the chair, her hands sliding over the fading fabric. Those were the times when she knew she was falling in love with him but fought it so desperately. Not wanting her friends to give her grief over yet another vampire. Even though he was everything Angel wasn’t and everything he was.
Buffy left the chair and headed to the ladder that connected his downstairs bedroom to his main area. She peered down into the dark antechamber. She wanted to go down but knew she would end up sitting on his bed crying. She backed away from the ladder and started for the door. She got to the tv and remembered something. She reached inside her sweatshirt and pulled out a picture. Buffy smiled and put the picture on his tv. Turning around she gave the crypt one last look and opened the door.
“I’ve got the answers to the questions you have been asking.”
Buffy looked at him blankly then it dawned on her what he meant. She took a cautious look at Katie and then back at the half human/half demon.
“Your watcher has been digging through various books looking for reasons why you have gotten pregnant by a vampire. But its not in any books, it wasn’t written or prophesized. Your daughter was made out of love. Whether you wanted to admit it or not you loved Spike and you still do.”
“Yes…” Buffy breathed.
“You know that wasn’t him in your bathroom.” Buffy nodded as the Whistler continued on. “It was the powers that be messing with him, making him look like a monster in front of you even though you had seen through him. You saw his soul Buffy and he didn’t even have one. They wanted to mess with you, to test your love. You didn’t waver Buffy. Do you want to know where he is?”
Buffy shook her head no, her lips mute.
“He has been enduring trials of pain and anguish to win back his soul.”
Buffy stared at the small of stature man in disbelief.
“His soul?” Buffy barely breathed, the thought had not even crossed her mind.
“He was always different. Even without his soul he had more humanity then Angel ever had. They sent you two vampires slayer. One you would share young love with. The other you would love eternal. They gave you two and made you decide. You picked the one they didn’t think you would. You picked Spike.”
Buffy closed her eyes processing the information she had just received. When she opened them the Whistler was gone.
“Damn. Always was a wily fellow.”
Spike’s heart was reeling at seeing Buffy for the first time in over a year. He thought for sure she would see him standing outside the windows watching her and her daughter. Her daughter, he couldn’t believe it. Buffy had a baby. It broke and warmed his heart all at the same time.
Well what did you think was going to happen mate? Things didn’t end too bloody well between us, he thought as he flicked his lighter and lit another cigarette. The flame illuminated his face as he glanced back up at the house. Buffy was in her room in her window staring down at the tree Spike was standing under. Spike gaped at her in the moonlight and then remembered she wasn’t supposed to see him and darted behind the tree.
Up in the window Buffy looked down at the tree puzzled.
Did I just see Spike? Buffy thought as she scanned around the perimeter of the tree. Buffy shook her head and closed the curtain, never noticing the amount of cigarette butts littering the tree’s trunk.
Spike hurried back to his crypt and slammed the heavy metal door. He slumped down in his chair and closed his eyes. If his heart could beat it would have broken through his chest and landed, pounding on the stone floor in front of him.
Spike wondered who the guy was. If he was good to them and treated them right. If he would take them shopping and get them ice cream. If he loved them unconditionally. Spike got up grabbing the bottle of scotch next to the tv. He took a swig of the vile liquid and swallowed it, its warmth traveling down through to his abdomen.
“I don’t deserve her. I never deserved her. Even with my bloody soul.”
Spike sighed and brought the bottle to his mouth again, all intent of making himself sloppy drunk to drown out the screaming of his heart.
*~*
Buffy tossed and turned all night long. Her dreams were filled with Spike and the whistler’s words. It was 6 am when she finally dragged herself out of bed. She called Willow and asked if she would come over and watch Katie, that she needed some air. While she waited for Willow she threw on some jeans and a pink hooded sweatshirt. She went into the kitchen and was getting all of Katie’s breakfast out when Willow walked through the back door.
“Hey Buffy.”
“Hey Will. Thanks for doing this for me. I really need to talk a walk.” Willow looked at Buffy with concern.
“You ok?”
“Uh Yeah. I just need to walk,” Buffy said shrugging at the look on Willow’s face.
“Spike dreams?”
Buffy glanced at Willow and nodded once.
“Ok..take your time. I don’t have classes today so I can play with Katie all day,” Willow smiled and went to hug Buffy.
“Thanks Will.” Buffy smiled and hugged Willow back. “I’ve got my cell in case you need me.”
Buffy let go of Willow and made sure she had everything out before turning to the door and walking into the bright sunny morning air.
Buffy didn’t have a destination in mind when suddenly she was standing in front of Spike’s crypt. Her heart started to pound a steady and fast beat as she raised her hand to open the door. She hadn’t been to his crypt since she was 7 months pregnant. She had gone there to see if there were any signs that he had come back, to get his familiar smell around her. To look for something that would comfort her and her baby.
Buffy took a deep breath and opened the heavy door. It swung open with a squeak. Buffy’s eyes adjusted to the darkness of the crypt as she walked in. The only sounds were that of her breathing. Buffy moved deeper into the cement housing and looked around. Nothing was out of place. All was in order but something was different. Buffy could feel it. She could smell that un-mistakable scent that was her vampire. It was stronger then it had been before. She ran her hand along his chair, the material tickling her fingertips. She remembered the last time they had been in the chair. Their naked limbs tangled together as she sat facing him, their lower halves thrusting together.
Buffy smiled and circled the chair, her hands sliding over the fading fabric. Those were the times when she knew she was falling in love with him but fought it so desperately. Not wanting her friends to give her grief over yet another vampire. Even though he was everything Angel wasn’t and everything he was.
Buffy left the chair and headed to the ladder that connected his downstairs bedroom to his main area. She peered down into the dark antechamber. She wanted to go down but knew she would end up sitting on his bed crying. She backed away from the ladder and started for the door. She got to the tv and remembered something. She reached inside her sweatshirt and pulled out a picture. Buffy smiled and put the picture on his tv. Turning around she gave the crypt one last look and opened the door.