Artwork: Her fabulousness Blondebitz
Charachters: Spike, Buffy
Genre: Mystery, Romance, Adventure
Rating: m - Language
Prompt: sb_fag_ends The proof is in the pudding spice.
Disclaimer: Charachters belong to someone cleverer than I. Just having a free for all play with them. The sandbox is big enough for all of us.
Summary: Ten years post Chosen. Buffy found Spike, not dead, in a supermarket. Chapter 12 of ? Previous parts here.
"Where's William, Xan?"
"Dawn, you're here. We left Billy at Angel's. Hope that's okay, Nina. Sally suggested it."
"Absolutely. Much better than toting the poor little thing around the country."
"She's our au pair, Dawn. She's very good. Couldn't manage our little hellions without her."
"So, Spike? I mean, it is you, right? Dead boy junior returned?"
"Clever as ever, donut.."
Dawn coughed loudly.
"I mean, yeah, it's me, Xander. Hope you're looking after my Nib... er, Dawn."
"Love of my life and mother of the light of my life."
"Heard you're a dad now. Knew you had it in you. Proof is in the puddin' so to speak. Understand the little fella's a bit of a handful."
"Billy does add spice to our lives. Probably shouldn't have named him after the poster child for ADD." Xander smiled at his wife, still seated at the table beside Buffy. "Everything okay, Dawn?"
"I'm fine, Xan. It's just been a long night."
"Yes, well, I'm sure we're all glad everything seems to be okay. I must say it is a bit of a shock to see you again, Spike. Though you have a habit of not staying dead, I suppose. Are you still a vampire?"
"I'm not a real boy, like Angel, if that's what you're asking, Rupert. Still sup the red stuff. Still got my soul, before you go gettin' all stake happy."
"I see. Well, perhaps, as we're all here we could maybe order some tea. It's been a long night of travel for us and my internal clock is playing havoc so I'm not the least bit sleepy. Maybe a spot of breakfast is in order?"
"It's probably about the time we get up anyway, Mr Giles. I'd second that."
"Please, Nina. I've asked you before. Call me Giles. I know I'm usually the harbinger of bad news on the few occasions I visit you and Angel but I do think of you as family."
"Sorry, of course, Giles."
"Hey, Giles, Xan. Long time no see."
"Very funny Buff. I think we'll need to move the party to another table. Let me help you up, Dawnie." Xander reached for Dawn's hand as he surveyed a room for a better table. "I sure could go a stack, maybe some bacon and I'd kill for a coffee." Dawn smiled up at her husband. Same old Xander. Didn't matter what was thrown at him, his thoughts turned to food and humour.
The gang moved to the new table across the room, leaving Angel and Spike standing beside the old one.
"Look, Spike. I'm sorry I seemed to have got this wrong, again. You know I always only want what's best for Buffy and we don't really understand the full implications of your return. I mean you said the Powers made a deal and sent you back, but you haven't been clear on what the deal is really."
Spike sighed and ducked his head. He wasn't sure what to say at this point. He'd planned this time, not to make the same mistakes. He'd been going to see what Buffy and Dawn were up to. Soon as he found out just exactly what he was up against, in his deal with the PTB. They hadn't answered him when he asked after the Slayer, in fact they hadn't answered any of his questions other than to say yes, he was needed in the world again and no, it was his decision. He could stay where he was, and it hadn't been that bad at all, or he could give it up and take his chances on coming back.
Why they'd chosen to send him back with a few screws loose, he'd no idea. Maybe it was a traumatic thing, coming back after decades in Purgatory. That he'd ended up with Angel could be no coincidence and he thought, maybe running into Buffy wasn't an accident either. He learnt over the century and a half of his earthly existence that there was seldom any such thing as coincidence.
"Liam, I don't understand why you still think you get to decide what's right for the girl. I sure don't give a fuck anymore what you think of me and my right to be with her. I'm not sure why I listened to you this time. But I did and I accept responsibility for it. Don't go telling me she deserves better than a vampire. I know it! But I love the chit. Love her more than my existence. Don't know rightly what I'm supposed to be doing here. The bloody powers that screw you, were pretty light on explanations, as always. But I do know, if she wants to be with me, than that's what I want. I'm sorry I called you. That was the old insecure Spike. The one you're unsouled self had a major hand in making, I might add."
"Just shut it, 'Gelus. Yeah? I want this. It might be a recipe for disaster but the slayer's a grown woman and if she wants to give us a go, then I'm jumping feet first into the fire." He turned and strode after the others, leaving his former grand-sire to follow, or not.
Angel stood, watching his former childe walk away from him. He saw Nina looking at him and he gave her a sheepish smile. Maybe it was time he stopped meddling. After all, he'd got the reward. He had the chance at redemption and he had the love of a beautiful, strong woman and a family of his own. He watched the smile grow on his wife's face as she looked at him; watched her walk to him and hold out her hand to him. He reached for her fingers and pulled her to him.
"Come on Liam. Time to let go some of your past, catch up with the present and just maybe be part of their future. Wouldn't you agree?" She leaned up and kissed him.