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Chapter 8
Title: Future children 8/9
Author: Spikewil
Feedback: please send feedback to spikewil@wanadoo.nl
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Summary: In Angel’s officeve cve children appear. They claim to be from the future. Which child belongs to which couple?
Disclaimer: All the characters belong to Joss Whedon, not me. *sniff*
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel
Pairing: Spike/Xander, Wesley/Angel(us), Gunn/Giles, Willow/Cordy, Dawn/Tara, (mentions of Fred/Lorne)
A/N 1: The song is from Josh Groban with the song You raise me up. If you want to listen to the song, it can be found at the following link: Josh Groban Videos on LAUNCH
***2036 – Angel’s office***
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Spike screamed when he remembered his daughter’s death in the past. Xander embraced him and together they cried.
That was the moment the other four children appeared in Angel’s office. Each child ran towards their parents, also crying for the loss of Micky.
“Why did Micky have to die? She should be alive!” Spike screamed, when he realised something. “She should be alive, this is the future. She died in the past where she wasn’t born yet. Why isn’t she here?” the vampire continued raging against the PTB.
“Angel?” Harmony said quietly, standing in the doorway with some envelopes in her hand.
“Yes, Harmony?” Angel asked quietly, still not believing his granddaughter was gone.
“Micky left a few messages behind before she went back in time,” the blond female vampire answered tearfully.
“She did? Did she know she was going to die?” Angel asked, shocked at this new revelation.
All of a sudden, the Oracles appeared in the office. “Micky knew she wouldn’t survive this prophecy and agreed that if she were killed, she would stay dead,” the Oracles said in unison.
“No, you can’t do this. You took our daughter, even after she completed her mission successfully,” Xander shouted angrily.
“She agreed!” the Oracles said one more time before disappearing.
“No, not my baby girl!” Spike cried while holding Xander tightly.
Harmony walked towards Damian, Xander and Spike and handed their envelopes before returning to her desk outside the office and opening hers.
<
I hope my dads will be fine after a while. Could you do me a favour and call the number at the end of this letter? Ask for Albert, tell him the following words: “I will always love them!” Albert will know what to do.
Thank you,
Micky Bradford – Harris>>
Harmony nodded to herself and called the number. She immediately got a man on the phone, who answered to the name Albert. She told him the words and heard him gasping. He told her he would take care of things.
*****
Inside Angel’s office, Xander and Spike opened their envelopes and read them.
<
Author: Spikewil
Feedback: please send feedback to spikewil@wanadoo.nl
Site: http://home.wanadoo.nl/spikewil
Summary: In Angel’s officeve cve children appear. They claim to be from the future. Which child belongs to which couple?
Disclaimer: All the characters belong to Joss Whedon, not me. *sniff*
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel
Pairing: Spike/Xander, Wesley/Angel(us), Gunn/Giles, Willow/Cordy, Dawn/Tara, (mentions of Fred/Lorne)
A/N 1: The song is from Josh Groban with the song You raise me up. If you want to listen to the song, it can be found at the following link: Josh Groban Videos on LAUNCH
***2036 – Angel’s office***
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Spike screamed when he remembered his daughter’s death in the past. Xander embraced him and together they cried.
That was the moment the other four children appeared in Angel’s office. Each child ran towards their parents, also crying for the loss of Micky.
“Why did Micky have to die? She should be alive!” Spike screamed, when he realised something. “She should be alive, this is the future. She died in the past where she wasn’t born yet. Why isn’t she here?” the vampire continued raging against the PTB.
“Angel?” Harmony said quietly, standing in the doorway with some envelopes in her hand.
“Yes, Harmony?” Angel asked quietly, still not believing his granddaughter was gone.
“Micky left a few messages behind before she went back in time,” the blond female vampire answered tearfully.
“She did? Did she know she was going to die?” Angel asked, shocked at this new revelation.
All of a sudden, the Oracles appeared in the office. “Micky knew she wouldn’t survive this prophecy and agreed that if she were killed, she would stay dead,” the Oracles said in unison.
“No, you can’t do this. You took our daughter, even after she completed her mission successfully,” Xander shouted angrily.
“She agreed!” the Oracles said one more time before disappearing.
“No, not my baby girl!” Spike cried while holding Xander tightly.
Harmony walked towards Damian, Xander and Spike and handed their envelopes before returning to her desk outside the office and opening hers.
<
I hope my dads will be fine after a while. Could you do me a favour and call the number at the end of this letter? Ask for Albert, tell him the following words: “I will always love them!” Albert will know what to do.
Thank you,
Micky Bradford – Harris>>
Harmony nodded to herself and called the number. She immediately got a man on the phone, who answered to the name Albert. She told him the words and heard him gasping. He told her he would take care of things.
*****
Inside Angel’s office, Xander and Spike opened their envelopes and read them.
<
I knew what I was getting myself into and I also knew I wouldn’t come back if I was killed. I had to do this, they weren’t going to send anyone else if I said no. The world would be destroyed then.
Don’t ever forget that I will always love you, even though I’m not here anymore. Take care of them and Father.
Love,
Your daughter Micky>>
Spike cried when he read the letter and looked at his husband who was crying as well.
Xander embraced his husband and together they read Xander’s letter.
<
Please embrace Daddy, he needs you, like you need him.
Don’t ever forget me. I will always love you and I will also be watching you both from up there. Someone will visit you today or tomorrow, but I hope today. Take care of them, please.
I hope you will love them as much as you have loved me.
Tell my little brothers I love them very much and I will never forget them,
Love,
Micky>>
“The children! Angel, our youngest children have to know about Micky,” Xander stated, his tears dried after reading his daughter’s letter.
Angel nodded and called Harmony to arrange for all the children to be brought from school or the firm’s kindergarten to his office as soon as possible.
Within half an hour, the children were hugging their crying parents, surprised to see them sad in spite of the return of their older siblings and cousins.
“Daddy, where is Micky?” Jesse asked when he looked around for his sister.
“Jesse, Alex, Paul, we need to tell you something,” Xander started talking to their sons.
“Micky is in heaven,” Spike whispered, choking back a sob.
“She’s with Uncle Lorne and Aunty Fred?” Jesse asked softly.
S cou couldn’t hold back his sobbing and took his youngest son in his arms, letting his tears fall into Jesse’s hair.
“Yes, Jesse. Micky is with them,” Xander sobbed. He watched how their youngest processed the bad news. He watched the tears forming in the boy’s eyes.
Jesse and his brothers accepted the answer, hugged their fathers and mourned Micky’s death, while the rest of the family told the other children about Micky’s fate and comforted them.
*****
Harmony’s unbeating heart ached at the sad picture of Angel’s family breaking down with pain and her eyes filled with tears again. She was startled out of her staring when someone touched her shoulder. She turned around to look at an older man. “Yes, how may I help you?” she asked with a forced smile that didn’t reach her eyes.
“My name is Albert,” the older man introduced himself while holding two chubby hands in his own.
“My name is Harmony. I called you,” Harmony replied.
The man nodded his head. “Can I see William and Xander Bradford - Harris?” Albert asked politely even though it was hard to get past the lump in his throat at the painful realisation that his beautiful student had died. He had told the two children under his care about Micky’s death and hoped that even though they were young, they would understand that their mother was in heaven now.
“They are in that room. Let me show you in,” Harmony suggested kindly.
Angel heard the door open and was surprised to see Harmony again, but this time she had brought someone. “Harmony?”
“Angel, this is Albert. He’s here for Xander and Spike,” Harmony said, while opening the door to let Albert and the two small children enter the office. The children were looking around until they were staring at the crying family in the office in front of them.
Spike and Xander had looked up when they heard their names and were surprised to see two small children, standing next to an older man. Spike realised the little girl had facial features that reminded him of Micky and had honey blond hair and sapphire blue eyes like his own. Shocked by the resemblance to his daughter, he looked away and took in the boy’s appearance. Slightly smaller in stature, the little boy’s brown hair was as dark as Micky’s and his beautiful chocolate brown eyes looked just like his husband’s. Except for his eyes, he looked just like Micky at the age of four.
“Sirs, I’d like you to meet William and Mary Harris-Bradford, your grandchildren,” Albert announced. “Micky had given me orders that if she didn’t survive, the children would fall under your care. Mary, William, these are your grandparents.”
The entire family was staring at the children, who only had eyes for the surprised couple until a familiar picture caught Mary’s attention. “Mommy!” Mary squealed when she saw a photo of Micky on Angel’s desk.
William didn’t follow his sister to the desk but walked towards Spike and held his hands up, indicating that he wanted to be picked up.
Spike smiled a little at the silent command, but did, however, pick the little boy up.
“Granddad!” William said and hugged the shocked vampire.
“Mary, is that your mother?” Xander asked the little girl curiously. He knew his daughter had been hiding things, but he hadn’t realised her secrets were this big.
“Yes Grandfather. It’s mommy,” Marissa answered.
“Spike, we have grandchildren!” Xander croaked.
“We do and they look exactly like our beautiful daughter,” Spike answered, looking at the small child in his arms.
“Albert, how old are they?” Angel asked curiously.
“They are four years old. Micky had them in her fifth year of the D&W school she attended for nine years,” Albert answered.
*****
Damian had walked away after the children arrived, to one of the empty offices and opened his envelope.
<
I knew what I was getting myself into and I also knew I wouldn’t come back if I was killed. I had to do this, they weren’t going to send anyone else if I said no. The world would be destroyed then.
Don’t ever forget that I will always love you, even though I’m not here anymore. Take care of them and Father.
Love,
Your daughter Micky>>
Spike cried when he read the letter and looked at his husband who was crying as well.
Xander embraced his husband and together they read Xander’s letter.
<
Please embrace Daddy, he needs you, like you need him.
Don’t ever forget me. I will always love you and I will also be watching you both from up there. Someone will visit you today or tomorrow, but I hope today. Take care of them, please.
I hope you will love them as much as you have loved me.
Tell my little brothers I love them very much and I will never forget them,
Love,
Micky>>
“The children! Angel, our youngest children have to know about Micky,” Xander stated, his tears dried after reading his daughter’s letter.
Angel nodded and called Harmony to arrange for all the children to be brought from school or the firm’s kindergarten to his office as soon as possible.
Within half an hour, the children were hugging their crying parents, surprised to see them sad in spite of the return of their older siblings and cousins.
“Daddy, where is Micky?” Jesse asked when he looked around for his sister.
“Jesse, Alex, Paul, we need to tell you something,” Xander started talking to their sons.
“Micky is in heaven,” Spike whispered, choking back a sob.
“She’s with Uncle Lorne and Aunty Fred?” Jesse asked softly.
S cou couldn’t hold back his sobbing and took his youngest son in his arms, letting his tears fall into Jesse’s hair.
“Yes, Jesse. Micky is with them,” Xander sobbed. He watched how their youngest processed the bad news. He watched the tears forming in the boy’s eyes.
Jesse and his brothers accepted the answer, hugged their fathers and mourned Micky’s death, while the rest of the family told the other children about Micky’s fate and comforted them.
*****
Harmony’s unbeating heart ached at the sad picture of Angel’s family breaking down with pain and her eyes filled with tears again. She was startled out of her staring when someone touched her shoulder. She turned around to look at an older man. “Yes, how may I help you?” she asked with a forced smile that didn’t reach her eyes.
“My name is Albert,” the older man introduced himself while holding two chubby hands in his own.
“My name is Harmony. I called you,” Harmony replied.
The man nodded his head. “Can I see William and Xander Bradford - Harris?” Albert asked politely even though it was hard to get past the lump in his throat at the painful realisation that his beautiful student had died. He had told the two children under his care about Micky’s death and hoped that even though they were young, they would understand that their mother was in heaven now.
“They are in that room. Let me show you in,” Harmony suggested kindly.
Angel heard the door open and was surprised to see Harmony again, but this time she had brought someone. “Harmony?”
“Angel, this is Albert. He’s here for Xander and Spike,” Harmony said, while opening the door to let Albert and the two small children enter the office. The children were looking around until they were staring at the crying family in the office in front of them.
Spike and Xander had looked up when they heard their names and were surprised to see two small children, standing next to an older man. Spike realised the little girl had facial features that reminded him of Micky and had honey blond hair and sapphire blue eyes like his own. Shocked by the resemblance to his daughter, he looked away and took in the boy’s appearance. Slightly smaller in stature, the little boy’s brown hair was as dark as Micky’s and his beautiful chocolate brown eyes looked just like his husband’s. Except for his eyes, he looked just like Micky at the age of four.
“Sirs, I’d like you to meet William and Mary Harris-Bradford, your grandchildren,” Albert announced. “Micky had given me orders that if she didn’t survive, the children would fall under your care. Mary, William, these are your grandparents.”
The entire family was staring at the children, who only had eyes for the surprised couple until a familiar picture caught Mary’s attention. “Mommy!” Mary squealed when she saw a photo of Micky on Angel’s desk.
William didn’t follow his sister to the desk but walked towards Spike and held his hands up, indicating that he wanted to be picked up.
Spike smiled a little at the silent command, but did, however, pick the little boy up.
“Granddad!” William said and hugged the shocked vampire.
“Mary, is that your mother?” Xander asked the little girl curiously. He knew his daughter had been hiding things, but he hadn’t realised her secrets were this big.
“Yes Grandfather. It’s mommy,” Marissa answered.
“Spike, we have grandchildren!” Xander croaked.
“We do and they look exactly like our beautiful daughter,” Spike answered, looking at the small child in his arms.
“Albert, how old are they?” Angel asked curiously.
“They are four years old. Micky had them in her fifth year of the D&W school she attended for nine years,” Albert answered.
*****
Damian had walked away after the children arrived, to one of the empty offices and opened his envelope.
<
I’m sorry I diddn’t tell you about my kids before. I couldn’t at the time. I was too afraid Aunt Buffy would hurt them. They aren’t human and she would have sensed that immediately.
They inherited my vampiric senses; they are also able to walk in the sun, stand crosses and garlic. But they can be killed by a stake in the heart. I want you to be the perfect uncle for them, you hear me?
I know I’m not going to survive this trip. I was sent a vision by the Oracles and I had to agree that if I died, I’d stay dead. I hope one day you and the rest of the family will be able to forgive me. If I hadn’t accepted it, nobody would have made the trip and Buffy would have killed Grandfather and daddy. I couldn’t let that happen. I hope one day you and the rest of the family will be able to forgive me.
I love you,
Micky>>
Damian smiled at Micky’s kind words. She had even used his nickname, which he hadn’t heard in a little while. He folded his letter and went back his Uncle’s office to see Uncle Spike had stopped crying and was now embracing his grandchildren.
Albert, who had brought them, had left and in his place were standing four suitcases with what must be the children’s belongings inside. “Uncle Spike? Uncle Xander? Would you come with me to my and Mickplacplace?” He was sure they would like to collect their daughter’s belongings to honour her memory.
Spike nodded. “We would love to. I want to see where she lived these past years before we move her things to our place. I’m sure the kids will draw some comfort from having her personal effects nearby.”
“I think we need to take care of the funeral soon too,” Xander croaked.
***Later that night - 9 p.m.**
Spike was sitting on his daughter’s bed and looked at the room. Its design didn’t seem to have been his daughter’s choice. It was meant to hide more than to reveal her true nature. He picked up several stuffed animals and hugged them, before placing them in a large box.
Damian had told Spike and Xander that he would continue living in the apartment because of the many experience had had shared with Micky. The young man had given his uncles every photo album they had made. It was too late for Micky to share them with her parents, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t. “I will tell you every story I know whenever I come to visit to talk about the photo albums,” Damian suggested.
Spike had nodded and, together with Xander, they had cleared the entire room, taking everything that belonged to their daughter with them. They left the things in the living room for Damian. The man wanted to keep some things to remind him his best friend and cousin.
***Two days later**
Angel had gone back to the Oracles to m Mim Micky’s body in order to give her a proper funeral. The Oracles agreed.
The whole family was standing near the grave listening to the preacher until Damian decided to turn some music on. “This was her favourite song, I want her to hear it one more time,” the young man sobbed before pressing the play button.
A slow song started and Spike recognized it. It was his favourite as well.
When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.
Xander couldn’t stop his sobbing and leaned heavily on Spike’s shoulders. He looked through his tears at Spike. The vampire’s tears continued to fall down his cheeks.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To moran Ian I can be.
There is no life – no life without its hunger;
Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;
But when you come and I am filled with wonder,
Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.
All that Spike could see was his daughter’s coffin being lowered into the earth. “Geae, take care of my little girl,” Spike whispered to the Goddess before pressing himself tightly in Xander’s embrace.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.
The small family left Spike and Xander at Micky’s grave, not seeing the spirit a few meters away watching the funeral.
*****
“Why couldn’t you let me say goodbye?” Micky asked the Oracles. She hated to see her fathers cry. “It would ease the grief, don’t you think?” she said frustrated.
“We can’t change it back,” the female Oracle mentioned, realising they had made a mistake by giving their champion’s family so much grief.
“I know, but please let them see me!” Micky begged.
The female Oracle looked at malemale partner, before both looking up. “Very well! You’ve got five minutes!” malemale suddenly said. Apparently the PTB had agreed to the young woman’s request.
Micky was surprised; she hadn’t expected that. She walked towards her fathers and kneeled before them.
*****
Spike felt another presence nearby. He opened his eyes and gasped when he saw his little girl. “Micky?” he whispered.
Xander heard his husband calling their daughter’s name. He opened his eyes as well and stared at his daughter in shock.
“I love you. Always remember that!” Micky said, crying.
“How can you…? Why are you…Xan, she didn’t die!” Spike cried out.
“I did die. But I wanted to say goodbye,” Micky replied and tried to place her hand on theirs only to find out her uncorporeal fingers went through them.
“You’re a spirit?” Willow asked curiously. She had walked back to pick her friends up when she saw Micky.
Micky turned and nodded. “Aunty Willow, take good care of Damian.”
Willow nodded and walked back, giving the two mourning fathers their last time with their daughter.
“Daddy, Father, please take care of my babies for me. Always remind them that I love them very much,” Micky quickly said when she felt herself disappearing.
“Micky! I love you,” Spike and Xander called out in unison when they saw their daughter shimmering away.
“I know!” Micky said, her last words echoing around her fathers.
****
During the funeral the youngest children had stayed at home with Harmony. The young woman had earned her place in their family by helping them survive every terror that came their way. William and Marissa were living with Spike and Xander’s other children. Spike and Xander had respected Micky’s choices and promised their daughter to take care of her children.
Before Spike and Xander walked away, they stood still at their daughter’s grave one last time. Damian, Liz, David and Ann had arranged the tombstone including the text.
Micky Bradford-Harris
2009-2036
A hero of all kind
Daughter of William and Xander
Mother of William and Marissa
Beloved mother, daughter, sister,
granddaughter, niece, cousin and friend
I’m sorry I diddn’t tell you about my kids before. I couldn’t at the time. I was too afraid Aunt Buffy would hurt them. They aren’t human and she would have sensed that immediately.
They inherited my vampiric senses; they are also able to walk in the sun, stand crosses and garlic. But they can be killed by a stake in the heart. I want you to be the perfect uncle for them, you hear me?
I know I’m not going to survive this trip. I was sent a vision by the Oracles and I had to agree that if I died, I’d stay dead. I hope one day you and the rest of the family will be able to forgive me. If I hadn’t accepted it, nobody would have made the trip and Buffy would have killed Grandfather and daddy. I couldn’t let that happen. I hope one day you and the rest of the family will be able to forgive me.
I love you,
Micky>>
Damian smiled at Micky’s kind words. She had even used his nickname, which he hadn’t heard in a little while. He folded his letter and went back his Uncle’s office to see Uncle Spike had stopped crying and was now embracing his grandchildren.
Albert, who had brought them, had left and in his place were standing four suitcases with what must be the children’s belongings inside. “Uncle Spike? Uncle Xander? Would you come with me to my and Mickplacplace?” He was sure they would like to collect their daughter’s belongings to honour her memory.
Spike nodded. “We would love to. I want to see where she lived these past years before we move her things to our place. I’m sure the kids will draw some comfort from having her personal effects nearby.”
“I think we need to take care of the funeral soon too,” Xander croaked.
***Later that night - 9 p.m.**
Spike was sitting on his daughter’s bed and looked at the room. Its design didn’t seem to have been his daughter’s choice. It was meant to hide more than to reveal her true nature. He picked up several stuffed animals and hugged them, before placing them in a large box.
Damian had told Spike and Xander that he would continue living in the apartment because of the many experience had had shared with Micky. The young man had given his uncles every photo album they had made. It was too late for Micky to share them with her parents, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t. “I will tell you every story I know whenever I come to visit to talk about the photo albums,” Damian suggested.
Spike had nodded and, together with Xander, they had cleared the entire room, taking everything that belonged to their daughter with them. They left the things in the living room for Damian. The man wanted to keep some things to remind him his best friend and cousin.
***Two days later**
Angel had gone back to the Oracles to m Mim Micky’s body in order to give her a proper funeral. The Oracles agreed.
The whole family was standing near the grave listening to the preacher until Damian decided to turn some music on. “This was her favourite song, I want her to hear it one more time,” the young man sobbed before pressing the play button.
A slow song started and Spike recognized it. It was his favourite as well.
When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.
Xander couldn’t stop his sobbing and leaned heavily on Spike’s shoulders. He looked through his tears at Spike. The vampire’s tears continued to fall down his cheeks.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To moran Ian I can be.
There is no life – no life without its hunger;
Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;
But when you come and I am filled with wonder,
Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.
All that Spike could see was his daughter’s coffin being lowered into the earth. “Geae, take care of my little girl,” Spike whispered to the Goddess before pressing himself tightly in Xander’s embrace.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.
The small family left Spike and Xander at Micky’s grave, not seeing the spirit a few meters away watching the funeral.
*****
“Why couldn’t you let me say goodbye?” Micky asked the Oracles. She hated to see her fathers cry. “It would ease the grief, don’t you think?” she said frustrated.
“We can’t change it back,” the female Oracle mentioned, realising they had made a mistake by giving their champion’s family so much grief.
“I know, but please let them see me!” Micky begged.
The female Oracle looked at malemale partner, before both looking up. “Very well! You’ve got five minutes!” malemale suddenly said. Apparently the PTB had agreed to the young woman’s request.
Micky was surprised; she hadn’t expected that. She walked towards her fathers and kneeled before them.
*****
Spike felt another presence nearby. He opened his eyes and gasped when he saw his little girl. “Micky?” he whispered.
Xander heard his husband calling their daughter’s name. He opened his eyes as well and stared at his daughter in shock.
“I love you. Always remember that!” Micky said, crying.
“How can you…? Why are you…Xan, she didn’t die!” Spike cried out.
“I did die. But I wanted to say goodbye,” Micky replied and tried to place her hand on theirs only to find out her uncorporeal fingers went through them.
“You’re a spirit?” Willow asked curiously. She had walked back to pick her friends up when she saw Micky.
Micky turned and nodded. “Aunty Willow, take good care of Damian.”
Willow nodded and walked back, giving the two mourning fathers their last time with their daughter.
“Daddy, Father, please take care of my babies for me. Always remind them that I love them very much,” Micky quickly said when she felt herself disappearing.
“Micky! I love you,” Spike and Xander called out in unison when they saw their daughter shimmering away.
“I know!” Micky said, her last words echoing around her fathers.
****
During the funeral the youngest children had stayed at home with Harmony. The young woman had earned her place in their family by helping them survive every terror that came their way. William and Marissa were living with Spike and Xander’s other children. Spike and Xander had respected Micky’s choices and promised their daughter to take care of her children.
Before Spike and Xander walked away, they stood still at their daughter’s grave one last time. Damian, Liz, David and Ann had arranged the tombstone including the text.
Micky Bradford-Harris
2009-2036
A hero of all kind
Daughter of William and Xander
Mother of William and Marissa
Beloved mother, daughter, sister,
granddaughter, niece, cousin and friend