Nocturnal Bravura Book Two: The Healing
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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:
24
Views:
2,132
Reviews:
7
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Currently Reading:
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The Ugly Truth
The Ugly Truth
Manipulated Dialogue from Innocence
Rupert Giles sat on his son’s bed trying to digest everything he had just been told.
“Spike is a...” Giles said.
“And The Master.” William replied quietly.
“And all this time you knew?” Giles asked.
William nodded his head slowly.
“Lizzie.” Giles whispered.
William covered his face with his hands.
“Surely it’s some trick! I’m the one that found Lizzie!” Rupert yelled
“That’s the part I don’t understand. I have seen the marks on her neck. I know Spike turned her. I know you found her and called the authorities. But how did you miss it?” William asked.
“Oh dear Lord...”
FLASHBACK
__________________________________________________________________
Rupert Giles laid in his bed listening to the music play in William’s room. His bed seemed so big without his beautiful wife laying next to him.
He was tired. He had been on the phone all day with anyone he could think of demanding Lizzie be brought back home. He even went as far as calling The Council demanding they pull some strings.
“My son will not be able to concentrate knowing Lizzie is out there alone. I will not watch another one of my sons die. You will help me or I will withdraw from my position. I dare you try to bring another Watcher here to fill my role.” Rupert threatened.
The Council knew Giles would not budge. They promised him Lizzie would be returned to his custody by noon the following day and also that Doris Kroeger would be dealt with.
Rupert stood up and walked over to William’s room to reassure him one more time.
He was about to open the door when he heard Lizzie’s voice.
Rupert chuckled to himself. He should have known she would find a way to come home. He wanted to go and tell them right them of his news but then decided it would keep until tomorrow. Going back to his room, he quickly fell asleep.
“Wake Up.” He heard in his head. Rupert felt a presence and opened his eyes.
“Something is in The Summer’s house.” The voice said.
Rupert stood up and walked downstairs. He opened the front door and looked at The Summer’s house. Instantly he frowned. The bathroom light was on. Finding the keys to the other house, he quickly jogged over and unlocked the door.
Quietly he walked up the stairs. He gripped the stake he held and burst into the bathroom.
Rupert gasped, dropping the stake.
There lying against the bathtub was Lizzie......
Rupert sat there crying and rocking her limp body in his arms. He let out huge painful sobs as he screamed to the heavens. He held Lizzie’s head against his chest, kissing her forehead.
The authorities came and took Lizzie’s body away.
Rupert sat there and watched as they took the beautiful girl that had stolen his oldest son’s heart, the girl that should have been safely asleep in his home. The girl who would someday have been his daughter, if Spike had lived.
Rupert could not believe it. He watched as they took her and placed her in a body bag .
Even with such a tragic death, Lizzie still looked so beautiful laying there in her favorite top. The black sleeveless turtleneck Jenny had gifted her with on her last birthday....
END OF FLASHBACK
__________________________________________________________________
“She was wearing a turtleneck. I did not even think to check for puncture wounds.” Rupert said shaking his head.
“When I came to Spike had changed her clothes. She was wearing the same outfit she wore for his memorial service.” William whispered.
Rupert looked at his son.
William hung his head low. “I understand if you want me to leave.”
“Son, please...”
“NO DON’T YOU DARE FORGIVE ME!!! NOT AFTER WHAT I HAVE DONE!!” William screamed.
“William, calm down.” Rupert said, leaping to his feet.
“It’s all my fault I should have ended this. I should have gone through it. But I couldn’t. You always call me the strong one but I was too weak that night. I shouldn’t have let it happen. But I was selfish and stupid. I brought her to Spike. He was right! I knew what he would do but I let him, because I couldn’t imagine a world without her. I helped do this to her.” William cried, collapsing to the floor.
Giles rushed over to his son and pulled him into his arms, gripping him fiercely.
William looked up at his father, his face wet with tears. “I could deal with not being the Slayer anymore. I could deal with that. But I couldn’t deal with the looks on your faces. You and Dawnie; I let you down.” He whispered. “You must be so disappointed in me.”
“No, no, I'm not.” Rupert answered, rocking him gently.
“But this is all my fault.” William said.
“Do you want me to wag my finger at you and tell you that you acted rashly? You did. And I can. I know that you loved her. And William, she loved you. Tonight is going to be hard on you. Harder on you than the rest of us.” Rupert said.
“But Da, you’re going to see them. You’ll see Spike.” William said, trying to make his father understand.
“Spike is dead William. That thing inhabiting his body is a demon.” Rupert said coldly.
“Da, it’s him. I know you don’t think so but when you see them...I should have been stronger. I’m The Slayer. I should have killed both of them. But her eyes. Sometimes I would see Lizzie, but then I couldn’t. I can’t. I should be able to, but I don’t know how to let her go.”
Rupert looked at his son.
“How can I judge you after all that I’ve done? I defied fate for my own gain. For my own reasons. If I judge you it would make me a hypocrite. You know what you have to do don’t you William?” Rupert questioned.
William nodded. “Da, I know it doesn’t mean a thing, but I am sorry.”
“If it’s guilt you're looking for, William, I'm not your man. All you will get from me is, is my support, my respect, and my love.” Rupert said hugging his son.
They heard someone clear their throat from the doorway.
Both men looked up and saw Angel standing there.
“It’s time to go.” He said somberly.
Rupert stood up and reached down for his son.
William took his hand and let his father help him to his feet.
They had been gone for a while. Dawn sat in the living room trying to ignore the jittery feeling inside her. The rain outside was getting stronger and she realized she couldn’t remember the last time it had rained in Sunnydale.
Something just didn’t seem right. She couldn’t put her finger on it.
Suddenly she heard a knock on the door. She rushed over to open it.
A beautiful, dark-haired woman stood there, her slim hands clutching a very large canvas bag. She was drenched from the rain and shaking so bad her teeth chattered.
“Is he here?” The woman asked.
“Who are you?” Dawn demanded, arching an eyebrow at her rudeness.
“My name is Cordelia Chase. You all are in grave danger. A man came to you. Is he here?” She pleaded.
Dawn shook her head. “They all left a little while ago.”
Cordelia’s face fell.
“Oh dear God, I’m too late....”
Manipulated Dialogue from Innocence
Rupert Giles sat on his son’s bed trying to digest everything he had just been told.
“Spike is a...” Giles said.
“And The Master.” William replied quietly.
“And all this time you knew?” Giles asked.
William nodded his head slowly.
“Lizzie.” Giles whispered.
William covered his face with his hands.
“Surely it’s some trick! I’m the one that found Lizzie!” Rupert yelled
“That’s the part I don’t understand. I have seen the marks on her neck. I know Spike turned her. I know you found her and called the authorities. But how did you miss it?” William asked.
“Oh dear Lord...”
FLASHBACK
__________________________________________________________________
Rupert Giles laid in his bed listening to the music play in William’s room. His bed seemed so big without his beautiful wife laying next to him.
He was tired. He had been on the phone all day with anyone he could think of demanding Lizzie be brought back home. He even went as far as calling The Council demanding they pull some strings.
“My son will not be able to concentrate knowing Lizzie is out there alone. I will not watch another one of my sons die. You will help me or I will withdraw from my position. I dare you try to bring another Watcher here to fill my role.” Rupert threatened.
The Council knew Giles would not budge. They promised him Lizzie would be returned to his custody by noon the following day and also that Doris Kroeger would be dealt with.
Rupert stood up and walked over to William’s room to reassure him one more time.
He was about to open the door when he heard Lizzie’s voice.
Rupert chuckled to himself. He should have known she would find a way to come home. He wanted to go and tell them right them of his news but then decided it would keep until tomorrow. Going back to his room, he quickly fell asleep.
“Wake Up.” He heard in his head. Rupert felt a presence and opened his eyes.
“Something is in The Summer’s house.” The voice said.
Rupert stood up and walked downstairs. He opened the front door and looked at The Summer’s house. Instantly he frowned. The bathroom light was on. Finding the keys to the other house, he quickly jogged over and unlocked the door.
Quietly he walked up the stairs. He gripped the stake he held and burst into the bathroom.
Rupert gasped, dropping the stake.
There lying against the bathtub was Lizzie......
Rupert sat there crying and rocking her limp body in his arms. He let out huge painful sobs as he screamed to the heavens. He held Lizzie’s head against his chest, kissing her forehead.
The authorities came and took Lizzie’s body away.
Rupert sat there and watched as they took the beautiful girl that had stolen his oldest son’s heart, the girl that should have been safely asleep in his home. The girl who would someday have been his daughter, if Spike had lived.
Rupert could not believe it. He watched as they took her and placed her in a body bag .
Even with such a tragic death, Lizzie still looked so beautiful laying there in her favorite top. The black sleeveless turtleneck Jenny had gifted her with on her last birthday....
END OF FLASHBACK
__________________________________________________________________
“She was wearing a turtleneck. I did not even think to check for puncture wounds.” Rupert said shaking his head.
“When I came to Spike had changed her clothes. She was wearing the same outfit she wore for his memorial service.” William whispered.
Rupert looked at his son.
William hung his head low. “I understand if you want me to leave.”
“Son, please...”
“NO DON’T YOU DARE FORGIVE ME!!! NOT AFTER WHAT I HAVE DONE!!” William screamed.
“William, calm down.” Rupert said, leaping to his feet.
“It’s all my fault I should have ended this. I should have gone through it. But I couldn’t. You always call me the strong one but I was too weak that night. I shouldn’t have let it happen. But I was selfish and stupid. I brought her to Spike. He was right! I knew what he would do but I let him, because I couldn’t imagine a world without her. I helped do this to her.” William cried, collapsing to the floor.
Giles rushed over to his son and pulled him into his arms, gripping him fiercely.
William looked up at his father, his face wet with tears. “I could deal with not being the Slayer anymore. I could deal with that. But I couldn’t deal with the looks on your faces. You and Dawnie; I let you down.” He whispered. “You must be so disappointed in me.”
“No, no, I'm not.” Rupert answered, rocking him gently.
“But this is all my fault.” William said.
“Do you want me to wag my finger at you and tell you that you acted rashly? You did. And I can. I know that you loved her. And William, she loved you. Tonight is going to be hard on you. Harder on you than the rest of us.” Rupert said.
“But Da, you’re going to see them. You’ll see Spike.” William said, trying to make his father understand.
“Spike is dead William. That thing inhabiting his body is a demon.” Rupert said coldly.
“Da, it’s him. I know you don’t think so but when you see them...I should have been stronger. I’m The Slayer. I should have killed both of them. But her eyes. Sometimes I would see Lizzie, but then I couldn’t. I can’t. I should be able to, but I don’t know how to let her go.”
Rupert looked at his son.
“How can I judge you after all that I’ve done? I defied fate for my own gain. For my own reasons. If I judge you it would make me a hypocrite. You know what you have to do don’t you William?” Rupert questioned.
William nodded. “Da, I know it doesn’t mean a thing, but I am sorry.”
“If it’s guilt you're looking for, William, I'm not your man. All you will get from me is, is my support, my respect, and my love.” Rupert said hugging his son.
They heard someone clear their throat from the doorway.
Both men looked up and saw Angel standing there.
“It’s time to go.” He said somberly.
Rupert stood up and reached down for his son.
William took his hand and let his father help him to his feet.
They had been gone for a while. Dawn sat in the living room trying to ignore the jittery feeling inside her. The rain outside was getting stronger and she realized she couldn’t remember the last time it had rained in Sunnydale.
Something just didn’t seem right. She couldn’t put her finger on it.
Suddenly she heard a knock on the door. She rushed over to open it.
A beautiful, dark-haired woman stood there, her slim hands clutching a very large canvas bag. She was drenched from the rain and shaking so bad her teeth chattered.
“Is he here?” The woman asked.
“Who are you?” Dawn demanded, arching an eyebrow at her rudeness.
“My name is Cordelia Chase. You all are in grave danger. A man came to you. Is he here?” She pleaded.
Dawn shook her head. “They all left a little while ago.”
Cordelia’s face fell.
“Oh dear God, I’m too late....”