Lollipops and Ice Cream

eeeurrghhh sorry took so long again i have so much less time than i
thought i would when i moved up here and I've almost caught myself
up so I'm afraid you may have a wee while to wait between updates.
Sorry guys, hope you enjoy this one anyway.
Sarah
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Chapter 7

Spike stared at the open front door, mouth agape. `Idiot' he cursed
himself. `She's four….kind of…..not bloody stupid. She's already run
off once tonight, was probably just biding her time til I was stupid
enough to give her the chance to run off again. Probably gone
searching for her mum and Dawn. What the fuck am I going to do?'

Just as he'd decided he'd have to go look for her the phone rang. As
he had when Buffy knocked on the bathroom door Spike leapt about a
foot in the air. He snatched it up and grunted unintelligibly into
it.

"Spike?" Giles said on the other end. "We think we might have
something. Can you keep her entertained for a little while longer?
Hopefully we can do the reversal from here. Should be about 15
minutes, can you manage for a while?"

"Uh, yeah! Sure thing Watcher." Spike lied into the phone his eyes
still fixed disbelievingly on the door.

"Good hopefully it won't be too long before we have our Buffy back.
Fingers crossed. Oh and Spike, keep her out of the chocolate ice
cream won't you? She's bad enough for stealing it when she's
……..er….. `normal' as it were. She'll no doubt try to get you to
give her some."

"Right, yeah." Spike replied absently. "Whatever you say Rupert.
Look mate I……er…… something's come up……….I gotta go."

In the Magic Box Giles stared in true comedy fashion at the receiver
now emitting a `dead' tone.

"Well!" he said. "That was rude! Just hung up and ran off! Oh god I
hope he hasn't let her `trash' my house."

"Trouble over at Fort Giles?" asked Willow looking up from the book
she was feverishly scanning.

"I bloody well hope not!" Giles exclaimed. "Spike's a grown man, and
obviously a vampire, if anyone should be able to control her, he
should. He did sound decidedly out of sorts though."

"Yeah…" said Willow slightly hesitantly. "Actually, I was just kind
of wondering whether leaving him with her was entirely the smartest
thing to do."

"Meaning?" Giles looked a tad perturbed and began to clean his
glasses.

"Well, you know, first off – Vampire…… all fangy and grrrr. Second,
Spike with a kid? I mean he was raised in Victorian England. Not
exactly easy on the kiddies over there in those days."

"I'm sure Spike can think of plenty of ways to keep Buffy out of
trouble without resorting to a recreation of his own childhood."
Giles said uncertainly rubbing his glasses just a little harder.

Willow cocked an eyebrow at him. "I dunno, he's not big with the
patience, even by vamp-y standards."

"Well…." Giles answered. "Much as I'm reluctant to say this, Buffy
was a tad unruly for us. Maybe a firmer hand was needed. In
fact," he continued popping his glasses back on, "given Spike's
experience of how children should behave, he's probably the best
man, er, vampire for the job."

Willow still looked sceptical but Giles had his version of resolve
face on so she went back to the s tha that they thought was the one
they needed.

"Lets get on with trying this spell then." Giles said heartily. "I'm
sure Spike has everything under control."

Back at Giles' apartment Spike had put the phone down, grabbed his
duster and headed out at speed. If he had to search the whole town
he'd find her! The thought of her running about not knowing she had
slayer strength let alone how to use it, emotionally and
consequently physically vulnerable made his blood run cold-(er).

He'd been fruitlessly searching for about ten minutes before his
brain kicked into gear and he actually thought about using his
vampire sense of smell to look for her. He picked up her old scent
where she'd been earlier but there was no new scent anywhere.

He back-tracked all the way back to Giles house and still nothing.
He stood outside trying to work out what that meant. Had those gitrabbrabbed her when she got out the door and done something magical to
her?

Running a hand through his hair in frustration he went back inside.
His mind now in overdrive trying to puzzle out what could have
happened. One thing he was certain of was that he'd left it too long
already. If those annoying little boys had her he had to tell Giles
and the others now.

He stalked into the kitchen and grabbed the phone receiver, pulling
the whole thing off the wall in his haste.

"Bugger!" he swore and was startled to hear a giggle from the corner
of the room.

His head whipped round to find Buffy sitting in a small alcove under
the counter at the far end of the kitchen.

"Told you I was good at this game." She beamed at him. "I opened the
door as a little trick, I knew you'd think I went outside!"

For a moment Spike's mouth opened and shut like a fish out of water.
Relief, and anger warring inside of him as he realised she'd
actually tricked him on purpose, had been sitting here all the time
he was out looking, worried out of his mind. lit little brat!

With a growl he grabbed her arm and hauled her out of her hiding
place. Almost throwing her the length of the kitchen. He knew his
reaction was strong and that most probably he was scaring the crap
out or her but he just couldn't help himself. The mixture of relief,
terror and anger were all consuming. His time looking for her had
been a completely different kind of torture to what he had been
feeling up to that point. He was fast realising that this torture
was even stronger emotion wise.

"Get in there." He said pointing to the living room. Not sure
exactly what he planned to do in there but envisaging a severe
talking to. When she didn't move immediately he growled again as he
moved towards her.

Buffy squeaked and all but ran out of the kitchen into the living
room. As he followed her gaining on her every second she brought her
hands back to cover her bottom.

"I'm sorry Mr.Spike." she said as she scuttled ahead of him, not
exactly sure why Spike was so angry but knowing she was in big
trouble. "Please don't spank me. I didn't mean to be naughty."

Spike hadn't even considered it up to that point. He was still
incredibly shaken but suddenly the idea seemed the only course of
action to really impress upon her the seriousness of what she had
done, of how she had made him worry.

Turning her around to face him he pulled her hands from behind her
back to rest at her sides, maintaining a firm grip on her upper
arms. He shook her a little as he bent his face to hers.

"You were very, very naughty Buffy." He said almost in a hiss,
before promptly seating himself and taking her over his knee.

Buffy squirmed and tried to get up but this only caused Spike to
hold her more tightly around her middle as he positioned her across
his lap.

"Please. Mr Spike. I'm sorry!" she said still attempting to squirm
out of his grasp.

"You bloody will be!" he said bringing his hand down firmly on her
covered ass.

"Owww!" Buffy squealed. Her legs kicking body wriggling.

"Pretending to run off like that was very," Spank

"very," Spank

"naughty." Spank.

"I was very," Spank

"very," Spank,

"worried about you." Spank, spank, spank.

"Please Mr.Spike I – I – d-din't know." Buffy hiccoughed as she
began to cry.

"Well you'll know all about it when your bottoms warmed good and
proper won't you?" Spike said, beginning to lay smacks on her bottom
faster.

He landed a hard spank right on her sit-spot and Buffyentientire body
went rigid. Spike thought maybe he'd laid that one on a little hard
even for the slayer, maybe she felt pain like a four year old. Had
he been able to see Buffy's face however he'd have noticed a very
perplexed expression appear on it, not one of pain.

Buffy felt like she had just woken up, where the hell was she? She
tried to straighten up only to find that she was being restrained.
From what she could see it looked like she was in Giles'………..OWW!

The whole evening came rushing back to Buffy with the slap to her
ass. She remembered everything! For a second outrage and
embarrassment vied for supremacy within her but just as quickly the
wicked part of her took over. She was over Spike's lap and he was
spanking her, and who'd have thought it would feel so good! She felt
herself growing wet as Spike continued to punish her.

Spike had been so lovely all night and she had worried him so much,
it was only fair she took her spanking wasn't it? A smirk formed on
her lips before she resumed her wiggling and crying.

"Please Mr. Spike I-I'm so-or-rry." She wailed.

Just then the phone rang and Spike cursed. Standing Buffy up he took
her by the upper arms again and looked into her tear streaked face.

"I'm sorry I had to do that Buffy." He said voice and face full of
sincerity but I was just so worried about you. He enveloped her in a
bear hug before letting go quickly and heading for the phone. "You
just stay there sweetness while I get this then you and me are going
to have a little talk."

"Hello?" he said into the receiver. "No……. same as ever………no I don't
think so. No, she doesn't seem any older at all…….hang on….."

Spike moved the receiver from his ear and looked at Buffy
carefully. "Buffy luv? How old are you?"

Buffy thought quickly, she had plans for fun with Spike, she didn't
want to let him know straight away that the spell had worked that
she was fully restored. "Six." She said sticking her thumb in her
mouth for effect, after she had spoken.

"Six?" Spike said.

"Er, Giles?..... apparently something happened, she seems to
have come on two years since you did the spell. Can you do it again?
Stronger ingredients or something?.........well don't you carry that
kind of stuff in the shop?......Ok,ok. We'll just have to wait then
won't we? Yes I'll stay with her. Ok mate bye"

The spell couldn't be repeated again straight away, some bollocks to
do with a rare crystal that had to cool down before Willow could try
again. Spike could have screamed. Now he was condemned to even more
torture. Was a six year old slayer going to be any easier to handle?

He found out soon enough as he walked back over to Buffy and
motioned for her to sit on the sofa. She took her thumb out of her
mouth slowly before fixing him with a scowl.

"Go away!" she said petulantly. "You're mean, you spanked me and I
don't like you anymore."

`Oh this is gonna be fun' Spike thought in exasperation at the exact
same moment as Buffy thought it with huge relish.

TBC……….. If you like