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Buffy and Spike were in such a deep sleep that they never heard the front
door open; or the soft footsteps coming up the stairs and coming to the bedroom.

There, in a tangle of limbs was Joyce’s daughter and from the looks of
it a very naked boy.” WHAT IN GOD’S NAME IS GOING ON HERE?!” Joyce was
standing over her daughter’s bed outraged. From where Joyce stood, all she
could see was her daughter and an unrecognizable boy with his head under a
pillow still asleep.

Buffy sprung up at the sound of her mother’s voice trying to conceal her
naked body. “Mom, what are you doing here?”

Joyce looked at her daughter as if she had grown two heads. “You’re asking me what I’m doing here? I don’t think so, you have five minutes to get yourself and whoever is in that bed downstairs so we can all have a nice talk.” Joyce turned around ready to
walk out the door when the boy sharing her daughter’s bed decided at that
moment to let his presence be known.

“Bloody hell! What’s all the racquet about?” Spike, still half-asleep and not
fully aware of where he sat up, scratched his stomach, and yawned.
Half a second later, he soon found was himself under the scrutinizing glare of
one Joyce Summers. Spike nearly jumped out of his own skin and tumbled from
the bed onto the floor.

Joyce was at a loss for words. There on her daughter’s floor was William
Giles naked as the day he was born wrapped in nothing but her baby girl’s
handmade quilt. When Joyce finally broke her gaze from Spike on the floor,
she looked to her daughter sitting on the bed in not much more than William.
Buffy sat in shock at the situation going on around her. It felt as if time
had completely stopped and she was sure it had stopped in hell.

“Mom, please let me explain. It‘s not what you think.” Joyce just stared at her daughter
with a look of ‘Do you think I’m that stupid?’ written all over her face.

Buffy sighed, “Alright it’s exactly what you think, but I can explain.”

Joyce just shook her head, turned, and walked out the door slamming it behind
her.

Buffy turned to look at Spike for the first time since all the chaos
started, she had tears in her eyes and didn’t know what to even begin to
say, so she said the first thing that came to mind, “I think we should get
some clothes on and head downstairs.” Pulling the sheet tight around her
body, she grabbed her clothes off the floor and headed out the door to the
bathroom leaving a dumbstruck Spike just sitting on the floor.

Spike sat there for a few minutes replaying in his head what the hell just
happened. He had still to bend his head around it all. All Spike knew is
that he fell asleep holding the woman that he was now falling in love with,
to wake up to one pissed off Mom. He quickly dressed and headed downstairs
to face the wrath of Joyce Summers.

Buffy closed the door to the bathroom and slumped against the door in a
heap. This was not the way this was supposed to happen. She and Spike were
suppose to wake up in each others arms and tell each other how much they
loved each other and how they could see forever in each other’s eyes, but now
it was gone.

Buffy knew her Mom would never let her see Spike again. Joyce
had always made it very clear on how she felt on this kind of thing. Ever
since her older sister Faith had gotten pregnant at the young age of 16, run away, and got married, Joyce had vowed she would not let the same thing happen to her younger daughter.

Buffy picked herself off the floor and put on her clothes. She looked herself in the mirror to see puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks. She splashed her face with some cold water and turned to go down the stairs to await her fate.


When Buffy got to the bottom of the stairs the scene she saw made her feel
sick. There in her living room sat Spike on the couch with his elbows
propped on his knees, eyes shut and one hand pinching the bridge of his
nose. Across from him in one of the lounge chairs was her mom and in the
other was his dad Rupert Giles.

Rupert Giles was a quiet man who always was very polite and even-tempered,
but the man sitting across form his son was anything but. “William what in
the buggering hell were you thinking?” Giles was now pacing the floor in
long strides. ”Da’ will you just...” Spike was cut off by a very angry
British man.

“SHUT UP! I don’t want to hear a word out of you right now! You will just
shut your mouth and listen. Is that understood?”
“ Yes sir,” was the mumbled reply that came from the young man on the couch.

Buffy chose that moment to enter the living room.

Joyce motioned her to sit on the couch. Buffy did as she was motioned to do.
She chanced a glance over at Spike hoping she could will him to look at her,
but had no such luck. He just sat there with his head hung, not making a
sound. Buffy looked back to her mom looking for some kind of comfort to find
nothing but disappointment.

Joyce stood up and placed a hand on Rupert’s arm to still his pacing. “Rupert please have a seat, I think it’s my turn to say something now that Buffy has joined us.” Giles took his seat and removed his glasses to clean the non-existent spot that he could not remove.


“Buffy. William. You have no idea how very disappointed I was to find you in
the situation that you were in this morning. I always thought you two had better
judgment than that.” Joyce had to stop herself for a moment to gain her
composure. “Buffy after all that I went through with your sister you would
think that you would know better.” Buffy went to interrupt her mother when
she put her hand up “No, I’m not done yet young lady. I hate to have to do
this, but you are not to see William again. I know you may not think it’s
fair but I think it’s for the best. I can’t go through that again. Rupert and I
have both talked this over and we are both in agreement.”

Buffy was fighting back tears through her Mother’s whole speech, but when she
heard her say she could never see Spike again, the dam broke. Buffy let a
strangled cry. “Mom, please don’t do this. Spike is my best friend in the
whole world. Why are you doing this?” Buffy just continued to sob as her
mother continued.

“Buffy, I’m sorry it had to come to this, but I will not have you make the
same mistakes. Letting you see William would only make things harder and
leave you both tempted to make an even bigger mistake than you already
have.”

Spike finally found his voice. “Ms. Summers please don’t take Buffy
away from me. I need her so much. I’ve never had someone who I can talk to
no matter what. I promise you that this will never happen again.”

Joyce looked William in the eyes, “You’re right William this won’t happen again.”
Spike let out a breath he didn’t realize he had been holding. “Because you
will stay away from my daughter.” Spike just stared at her not believing
what she was saying.

Joyce stood and walked to the door and opened it.” I would appreciate it
Rupert if you would take William home and see to it that he does not try to
contact Buffy in any way at all.” Giles stood. He nodded his head in
agreement and ushered his son towards the door. Spike looked back at Buffy
one last time with tears in his eyes and then without a word was out the
door and gone from her life forever.



TBC





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