Daylight | By : addielogan Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Het - Male/Female > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 9360 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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One
Month Later…
Buffy looked around the spacious
apartment, a smile on her face. Even with the room filled with boxes and the
furniture not set to be brought in until the following day, she felt at home.
Never before had a move felt so
much like a true new beginning. Before, she'd always been running from
something. When she moved to and from Sunnydale, she'd been trying to hide, to get
away from the pain she'd felt in the last place she'd lived.
Coming to London hadn't been like
that. She'd gone where she wanted to go, not because she had to, but because
the time was right. She was starting a life with the man she loved. And while
Buffy was far from naïve enough to think that that life would be nothing but
smooth sailing, she wasn't worried about what the future had to hold. She was
with Spike, and she felt in her heart that that would always be enough.
The door to the apartment swung
open, Dawn marching in with Spike trailing behind her, his hands full of brown
paper bags. "He insisted we get fish n chips, even though I told him he
was being overly stereotypically British. He said that he hadn't had decent
ones in like forever, and I was going to 'shut my bloody gob and eat
them.'" Dawn said the last part in a mocking version of Spike's accent,
earning her a dirty look from the blond man behind her as he kicked the door
shut. "Personally," Dawn continued, "I don't see how exactly I
can eat with my mouth shut, but Spike's always been weird."
"Gee, thanks ever so,
nibblet."
"It's like living with a
couple of children," Buffy said, a wry smile on her lips. "There's no
table yet, but I put some newspapers down here, so we won't get the new floors
all messed up."
"Be careful, Spike. Next thing
you know, she'll be putting plastic over the couch. You know, when you have
one," Dawn said.
"I will not!" Buffy
protested as Spike set their dinner down where she'd indicated. "They're
just…very nice floors."
Spike came up behind Buffy,
wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing the top of her head. "It's
all right. I think she's cute when she's all domestic."
"You say that now," Dawn
said, wagging a finger. "Wait until she has you scrubbing the
bathroom."
"Can't we make some of the
lil' Slayers do that?" Spike asked. "Tell them it's
part of their training?"
Buffy pulled away from him,
smacking his chest lightly. "No, we can't." She paused for a moment.
"Can we?"
"You're the boss around here,
Buffy," Spike said. "I think you can make them do whatever you
want."
"I so like the sound of
that."
"You always did have a bit of
a dominatrix streak in you," Spike teased, making Buffy blush.
"Ugh. Gag me, much?" Dawn
said, sitting down. "So are you two going to get all kinky or are we going
to eat?"
Spike started to speak, but Buffy
shot him a look, and his mouth shut quickly. "We're eating," Buffy
said, sitting across from Dawn. Spike joined them.
"You know what the coolest
thing about all of this is?" Dawn said as she opened the bag with her
food. "That I get my own apartment."
"It's right across the hall
from ours," Buffy said. "And I have a key, so I can come in at any
moment."
Dawn rolled her eyes. "Geez, a little overprotective there, Buffy? I know I
still have to behave myself. But it's still like…my own apartment. With my own kitchen and everything."
"You did make sure the smoke
detector is hooked up, didn't you, honey?" Buffy said, looking over at
Spike.
"First thing," Spike
replied. "There's one in every room actually."
"You two are smothering
me," Dawn muttered.
"Says the seventeen year old
girl with her own apartment," Buffy replied.
Dawn grinned. "Okay, so I can
put up with you two mother hens for that. And I totally won't even question why
you suddenly decided I should live there instead of the other bedroom in this
place. I just figured it's so you can have loud sex anyway."
"Dawn!" Buffy exclaimed.
"What? Like I couldn't hear
you two in Italy?" Dawn teased, snickering at the way Buffy turned bright
red.
"It's not nice to tease your
sister like that," Spike said, although Dawn could see him fighting the
smirk.
Dawn shrugged. "The way you
two go at it, it probably won't be long before there's someone running around
here calling me Aunt Dawnie," she said, turning back to her food and
missing the significant glance between the two blonds across from her.
Buffy moved a little closer to
Spike as they ate, loving the feel of him so close to her. She caught the glint
of the engagement ring Spike had given her back in Italy to "make it
official" and smiled. Her life was going almost scarily well. Even Dawn,
who had seemed to be getting more and more depressed the longer they were in
Italy had perked up since they'd come to London.
At another point in her life, she
would've been afraid. Things were almost too
good, and in her experience, that meant that everything should soon collapse
around her. But Buffy wasn't afraid.
She was happy.
***
*** ***
"Having trouble sleeping,
pet?"
Buffy turned from the edge of the
balcony, watching Spike as he came out to join her. He'd only slipped on a pair
of jeans before coming out of the apartment, and Buffy's mouth watered at the
sight. The knowledge that this gorgeous, sexy man was all hers was enough to
make her brain want to melt. "No," she said in answer to his question.
"Not really. I just wanted to come out for some fresh air. See the
view."
Spike came up behind her, wrapping
his arms around her waist, and Buffy settled into the embrace, the two of them
silent for a while as they looked out onto London's skyline.
"It's strange," Spike
said after a moment. "So much like how I remember it
being when I was a boy, but not at the same time."
Buffy craned her neck to look up at
him. "Are you glad to be home?"
"Home's with you, Buffy."
Buffy kissed him before turning her
gaze back in front of her. She felt Spike's hand wander to the front of her
robe, slipping inside and pressing against her belly. "When is she going
to start moving?"
"I'm only three weeks along.
It's going to be a little while," Buffy replied. "And what makes you
think it's a girl?"
"Because she
is a girl. A little girl with her mummy's hair." Spike ran his
fingers through Buffy's hair, then turned her around,
kissing her on the tip of her nose. "And her mother's adorable little nose,
too."
"I hope she has her daddy's
eyes," Buffy said. "Even though they'll make the boys start pounding
down the door."
"Not if her daddy has anything
to say about it," Spike replied, pulling Buffy a little closer to him.
"Gonna be the protective
type?"
"And you're what, surprised?"
Buffy giggled. "Not
at all. And just for the record, I think you're going to make a
wonderful father."
"I still can't believe I'm
going to be a father. I never thought… Well, I guess bein' dead for over a
century sort of makes you rule out that idea."
"But you are happy about it,
aren't you? I know it wasn't exactly planned,
and it was sort of sudden, so…"
Spike silenced her with a kiss. "Buffy,
the moment I found out you were pregnant was the happiest moment of my life. We're
starting a family, pet. I can't even begin to tell you how much of a gift that
is."
"I know, Spike. It's a gift to
me, too."
"I love you."
"And I love you."
Buffy turned again, resting her
head against his chest as they stared out over the place they could now call
home, watching the sun rise.
***
*** ***
Yeah, I know, the ending was a bit
on the sappy side. So sue me. (Or don't, 'cause I'm really broke and stuff…)
And the symbolism was a little heavy there, but if Joss can do it, so can I.
*insert evil laughter here*
Hope you enjoyed the fic. And don't
be too sad to see it over, but there will be a sequel. If things go the way I
plan, several, in fact. This fic is the beginning of a series of Post-Chosen
fics that can (or will) be found here: http://www.angelfire.com/scifi/addielogan/post_chosen.html
Thank you so much to everyone who
has reviewed this fic, especially the people who were there every chapter. It's reviewers that keep the fics alive.
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