Mrs. Giles

A/N: So sorry for the delay, but there' s been many personal things going on. For one, my mother's health. I've been uber stressed and upset these last few weeks, so writing of any sort would have been fruitless. Hope you guys like this chapter.


Spike's mind was racing. Bloody hell. Drusilla was not Drusilla. And that baby was not his niece.

"But how in the hell did she know them..." Spike suspected that this woman must have met Randy and the real Dru before the accident. But why lie about everything? Why impersonate Randy's wife?

"Wait a minute; she's dead." Spike immediately began chain smoking to help clear his mind. Unfortunately, it didn't help one bit. His brain was thinking a thousand thoughts a second. Was she there for their money? Guilt? No place to go? Pity? He couldn't figure it out. But he knew one thing for sure, tomorrow, the mystery blonde's real identity would be found out.

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After finishing her extremely scrumptious meal, Buffy attempted to go to sleep. She was, however, unsuccessful. She couldn't stop thinking about Spike. His sadness just evoked something inside of her that she couldn't put her finger on. That unidentifiable feeling brought out the thousand of gallons of fear. She knew that eventually she would have to leave. Either they would discover the truth and throw her out, or she would be a good person and be truthful about who she was and how she really knew Randy, and then they’d throw her out.

Luckily for her, the next couple of days, Spike hadn't come to mansion at all. It was like giving her brain a mini vacation. Giles mentioned something of work or the other, and she tried to remain unconcerned. Spike seemed so flustered the other night... But the good thing was that there was one less person she had to focus on lying to. But the shit really hit the fan when Giles somehow got the bright idea of throwing a party for his "grand daughter." She had to admit that it was pretty nice, though. It was all set up in the extremely large back yard and was very classy. There was a live band and everything. She couldn't help but feel out of place. But a celebration is always of the good, right? God, how am I gonna deal with all of those people? Buffy thought wearily.

"Hey, I know how you feel. I'm not really a fan of large crowds, either." Willow said in an attempt to comfort Buffy. Buffy just nodded her head in agreement. Willow was the closest thing she had ever had to a real friend. The thought of losing her and the "home" for her daughter just made her all the more depressed and upset.

"Come on, chin up! Dru, you have to be my brave, lil toaster." She said jokingly. Buffy gave her a small smile in return.

"Alright. If you say- "

"Hey Red. Well, well. How you doin, Dru?" Buffy stopped dead in her tracks as she heard the familiar voice behind her. She quickly turned around with a genuine smile plastered on her face.

"Hey stranger." Willow said with a wave.

"Spike! Hey, where've you been?" She asked as she approached him. She noticed how he hadn't slicked his hair back, showing off his natural curls. It looked amazing in the sunlight.

"Oh, uh, ya know- work." Spike said uneasily. He had to admit that Buffy Summers wasn't too bad on the eyes. She had a special... glow. Effulgent. Maybe it had something to do with the pregnancy.

"I think Faith here missed you." She said as she held the baby out to him. He gingerly took her in his arms.

"Decided to go on my choice of name, did you? Good." He said as he stared at the little girl. She yawned and closed her eyes in return.

"Don't think she missed me too much, pet. Xander isn't here by any chance, is he?" He asked. Willow gave "Dru" a worried glance.

"He's around somewhere." Willow said. Spike merely rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, well if the git so much as- "

"Excuse me all, may I have your attention please? William, come up here." Giles said on the mic from his place on the stage.

"Bloody hell. Dad's always trying to come out of his shell. Then he's always tryin' to bring me along for the ride." Spike said handing the baby over to Buffy, then heading towards the stage.

"Please bring Faith with you." He said in a kind voice. Spike looked heavenward, but turned around and gently took Faith from Buffy's hands. Buffy gave him a questioning look and he merely smiled at her.

"S'alright, pet. You'll see. Just don't bloody laugh when it's over." He said, taking long strides to join his father.

"What's going on?" Buffy asked an equally confused Willow.

"I really don't know."

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"Dad, do we really have to do this? Is it really necessary?" Spike asked as he watched some of the members from the band set up two microphones center stage and hand Giles a guitar.

"Yes. It was Randy's song, our song, and I'd like to sing for his daughter, our flesh and blood. That is, if it's not an inconvenience to you, William." Giles said giving him a stern look. Spike decided to hold his comment back on the whole "flesh and blood" thing and nodded his head. He decided to keep all info to himself until he found out what this Buffy chit was really up to. That and the fact that he and his father could harmonize really well. He thought back on the times when he, Randy and his father would sing together, just playing around. He remembered how his mother used to smile when they sang this particular song together. How he wished they both were there right then.

"Um, this song, Will, Randy and I used to sing together. It was a Giles' man thing, I suppose, also Randy's favorite. He used to whistle it often. I'd like to sing it today for you all, my grand daughter in particular, with my son." He said, adjusting his glasses. Then he began to strum a familiar tune on the guitar. Spike began to sing.

"No one knows what it's like

To be the bad man.

To be the sad man,

Behind blue eyes."

And then Giles joined in. Their voices blended together perfectly. The twinge of sadness in both their voices touched everyone. Neither Giles nor Spike looked at the audience. They either looked at the baby or some place off in the distance. It was beautiful.

"And no one knows
What it's like
To be hated
To be fated to telling only lies
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what its like
To feel these feelings
Like I do, and I blame you
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain woe
Can show through
No one knows what its like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes
No one knows how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry
I'm not telling lies
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what its like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.

Buffy felt the tears roll down her cheeks at the performance and noticed Willow and a few others in her exact condition. The feeling she had about Spike just became worse.


"So, uh, you liked it? Didn't bore you to tears, did we?" Spike asked Willow and Buffy. Unable to look him in the eyes, she instead looked at her baby's face.

"It was wonderful." Buffy said.

"Happy and sad for me. Happy cause you guys sounded so great, but sad because it's only two thirds of the infamous Giles' trio. But it was great." Willow said as she embraced him, having Spike awkwardly pat her on the back and muttering a few "there, there now."

"Excuse me ladies. There's a drink calling my name." Spike said as Willow released him, disappearing in the crowd.

"Willow, uh, I need to go in the house for a minute." Buffy said, walking away before the red head got a chance to protest. Unfortunately for her, she ran right into... someone she never met.

"Hi, you must be Drusilla." A blonde haired woman said to her, looking very cheerful.

"Um, yea. And you are?"

"Oh, silly me. I'm Harmony Kendall. An old friend of the family." She said with a little giggle.

"Oh, that's nice." Buffy said, falsely interested.

"So that's the baby, huh?" Buffy gave her a strange look.

"Of course."

"Doesn't really look like a Giles. I mean, without the blue eyes, I mean. Brown must be from your side of the family, huh?" Buffy nodded dumbly, trying in vain to think of a way of escape.

"You know, nearly their whole family is blue eyed? Spike's mom was, Spike, Mr. Giles-"

"You know Spike?"

"Yea. We totally go way back. I told him if he ever married me, we'd definitely have some good looking children with the trademark blue eyes. But does he listen? Oh no. I tell him I love him and he tells me he loves syphilis more than me and that love hurts. Stupid jerk." She finished with a pout.

"He really said that?"

"Yeah. What, like I'd make that up or something?"

"No, I just-"

"Hey, don't be fooled. Randy was the nice one. I wish I had fallen for him instead. Then maybe he'd have been with me instead of you and on that train and- Oh I'm sorry! Not saying that his death was your fault or anything." She said at a lame attempt of backtracking.

"No, it's alright. I um... Oops! Baby needs a change. Gotta go!" Buffy said as she briskly walked away. If there was anything that came out of that conversation was leverage against Spike. Now she had a solid reason of staying far, far away from him. Well, emotionally anyway. Avoidance is key. For four days straight (except that brief encounter in the kitchen) she was able to.

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Spike couldn't help but notice how distant Buffy seemed from him lately. Perhaps she knew that he knew the truth and was wary of him? But how could she possibly know that? Better check it out. He thought as he went looking for her.

"Dru, luv. Haven't seen you in awhile. What've you been up to?" He asked as he studied her reaction closely. She was very fidgety. Very fidgety indeed.

"Oh, um... nothing. Just resting?" She asked more than said.

"Uh, huh. Well it seems to me that-"

"S- sorry to, um, interrupt. But Mr. Giles would like to see you both." Tara said shyly, waiting for the two to move to follow her. Buffy kept glancing uneasily behind her at Spike, not knowing what to expect anymore.

"Drusilla, I would like you to meet the family lawyer, Ms. Anya Jenkins." Giles said as he motioned for her to come closer. Buffy became really nervous just then. She wiped her palm on her skirt before shaking the other woman's hand. Spike watched on in confusion.

"How do you do? Terribly sorry for your loss. Randy was a nice guy." Anya said with a smile.

"Oh, thank you." Okay, exactly what the hell is going on? Buffy thought.

"I've asked Anya and you here, Dru, because I'm going to add you and Faith to my will." Giles said.

"What?" Buffy gasped.

"What?!" Spike yelled. "Don't you think you should think about this?" Spike questioned as he strode up to his dad.

"Yes, I have. I've made up my mind, William. No use in getting upset." Before Spike got the chance to protest further, Buffy stepped in.

"No, you can't!" Buffy yelled.

"Drusilla, really I think-"

"No, don't you see? I'm not here for the money. I don't want the money." She said.

"Well, I am. Please, continue arguing. I'm paid by the hour." Anya said as she sat down on one of the sofas. Buffy ignored Anya's interruption and continued.

"Look, I didn't come for that. I came for you, and you." Buffy said as she looked at Giles and Spike. Giles smiled warmly at her while Spike cocked his head to the side and observed her with an unreadable expression.

"Well, that just seals the deal, doesn't it? Now I want to do this more than ever." Giles said as he began signing the papers before him. Buffy watched him, clearly distressed. She looked at Spike for help, but he just shrugged his shoulders in response.

Well, this birds intentions don't seem to be devious. He thought. Now all he had to figure out was why she consistently avoided him.


I thought this song would be more appropriate for several reasons. One- if James and Anthony were to really sing this together, it would be totally awesome, I like the somber feeling it presents, and plus, Giles actually sung this in season four anyway. The name "Faith" has no bearings on my personal thoughts on what type of child Buffy and Angel would actually have, I really did just think it had a nice ring to it. And sorry, if you've read my other fics, I kinda promised myself no more songs, but I just couldn't help it. In the movie, what was sung was actually "On the Sunny Side of the Street," but the irony would have been too much for me. Anyway, please review, and thanks for reading.