Spike arrived in Los Angeles a little after six in the morning. He was surprised by how many people were actually traveling on Christmas morning. His flight had been uneventful, but he was jet lagged beyond belief.
After going through customs, Spike looked at his cell phone and noticed it was a quarter to seven. He hoped that Buffy would still be asleep when he got to her parents house. He planned on surprising her first thing when she came down the stairs.
Making his way out the sliding doors, Spike saw a flower stand off to the corner. His mother had always taught him to never go to a lady’s house empty handed, so he grabbed a bundle of red and white roses for Buffy and a beautiful poinsettia for Joyce. He paid for his flowers and then hurried off to get a cab back to campus so he could grab his car and go and surprise the woman of his dreams.
His cab pulled into the campus parking lot and he practically jumped out before the car had pulled to a complete stop. He knocked on the trunk a few times signaling the cabby to pop the trunk. Once he had grabbed his bags, he walked over to the driver’s window and asked, “How much do I owe you mate?”
“That’ll be $21.50,” the cab driver grumbled.
Spike passed the driver thirty bucks and gave him a quick nod. “Merry Christmas,” he called over his shoulder as he ran to his car and tossed his bags in the back seat.
“You too,” The cabby replied and then drove off.
Spike jumped in the driver’s seat and put the keys in the ignition. He turned the key and thanked the heavens above when it started on the first try. With a smile firmly in place, Spike pulled out of the campus parking lot and headed toward Buffy’s parents’ house.
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Buffy cracked her eye open and looked at the clock on the nightstand. It was almost 7:30. Normally she would have already been down the stairs and half way through unwrapping gifts by now, but she just didn’t have it in her this morning. Rolling over, she buried her face in the pillow and willed herself to try and go back to sleep.
Joyce stood at the bottom of the stairs and looked up with a concerned look on her face. Buffy was normally up by now and she hadn’t heard so much as a footstep from her daughters room. She was just about to go up and check on her daughter when she heard the doorbell ring. With a furrowed brow, she walked over to answer the door wondering who in the world would be stopping by at this time of morning.
Spike stood outside the Summers’ residence, flowers in hand and his carryon over his shoulder with his gifts safely tucked away. He rang the doorbell and waited impatiently for someone to answer the door.
Joyce opened the door and let a shocked look cross her face. “William, what in the world are you doing here?” she gasped as she stepped aside to let him in.
Spike walked in and smiled as he handed Joyce her poinsettia. “This is for you Mrs. Summers, Merry Christmas.”
Joyce took the small plant from Spike and set it on the sofa table next to the door. “They’re gorgeous William, thank you,” she replied politely.
Spike remembered that he had something else for Joyce and lifted the flap on his carryon. “Here, I almost forgot,” he said as he pulled out a large box of English chocolates. “These are m’mum’s favorites, so I thought you might like them,” he commented with a shy smile.
“I tell you what, if you weren’t already taken,” Joyce teased.
Spike felt his eyes grow wide. “Huh?” he replied dumbly.
Joyce gave him a knowing look. “Let’s just say that some things came to light over the last two days.” Then letting her look turn more serious, she added, “And I think the three of us should all sit down and have a little talk.”
Spike wasn’t exactly sure what Joyce was getting at, but he knew better than to ask questions. He nodded his head mutely and swallowed hard. He could see who Buffy got her pointed looks from.
Joyce quickly let a smile take over her features and asked brightly, “So when did you get back?”
Spike was still slightly nervous about Joyce’s sudden change of attitude. His voice wavering slightly, he answered, “About two hours ago.”
Joyce could tell the boy was uneasy and let out a chuckle. “William, why don’t you go in the family room and I’ll go run and get Buffy,” she suggested.
“Don’t tell her I’m here, it’s a surprise,” Spike told her quickly with a grin on his face.
Joyce smiled and shook her head. “You do know my daughter hates surprises, right?”
“Yeah, but I don’t think she’ll mind this one,” Spike replied with a smirk firmly in place.
“Oh I know she won’t,” Joyce replied, chuckling softly as she went to get her daughter. No she won’t mind at all.
Buffy heard the doorbell ring and let out a groan. Her great aunt Maurine must be here already. It’s not that she didn’t love her aunt; it was just that every time she came over she would go on and on about how thin Buffy had gotten and tell her how if she didn’t put on some weight, she’d never get herself a man.
Joyce knocked on her daughter’s door and called out softly, “Buffy sweetie, why don’t you come on down stairs and come see what you have under the tree.” It took everything Joyce had not to burst into her daughter’s room and tell her that William was down stairs waiting for her.
Buffy rolled out of bed and opened her door. “Fine let’s go downstairs,” she relented grumpily as she walked past her mother.
Joyce winced at her daughter’s appearance and grabbed her arm. Her hair was a disheveled mess from sleep and she was sure she probably needed to brush her teeth. “Don’t you want to freshen up a bit?” she suggested. If she let her daughter walk down stairs looking like that, Buffy was sure to kill her.
Buffy let out an aggravated sigh. “Fine, tell Aunt Maurine I’ll be down in a minute.”
Joyce fought back the urge to laugh as she smoothed down her daughter’s hair and kissed the top of her head. “Sure thing sweetie,” she replied slightly amused.
Buffy frowned and then turned to go in her bathroom. Her mother was acting weird and she couldn’t quite figure out why. With a shrug of her shoulders, she pulled out her hairbrush and ran it through her hair before she quickly brushed her teeth.
With a heavy sigh, she looked in the mirror and scrunched up her nose. She looked like she hadn’t slept in a week. Well she hadn’t slept well that was for sure. Looking down at her wrist, she rubbed her charm bracelet and fought back tears. She might as well go on downstairs and get this day over with.
“She’ll be down in a minute,’ Joyce informed Spike giddily. “I’ll just be in the study with Hank so you to can have a minute to yourselves.”
Spike smiled appreciatively and let out a breath. The anticipation was killing him. He swore if Buffy was up there taking a shower he would take her over his knee right and proper.
Spike suddenly got the image of Buffy laid over his knee bare bottomed and felt a stirring in his tight faded blue jeans. Bloody hell, it wouldn’t do any good to get himself all worked up and then have to sit with a damn stiffy while having to play nice with the parents.
Spike quickly conjured up unpleasant thoughts to will away the hard on that was becoming more than noticeable in his jeans. Once he was satisfied it was less noticeable, he stood up and waited for Buffy to come down the stairs.
Buffy trudged downstairs and looked in the formal living room. “Mom, Dad?” she called out curiously. With a shrug, she headed to the family room to see if they were in there.
When Spike heard the voice of his angel he felt his heart begin to slam in his chest. Quickly, he pulled out a bow from his jacket pocket that he had swiped from his mother’s house and placed it on top of his head. As he heard her footsteps approaching, he let out a quiet breath and waited for her to enter the room.
Buffy walked into the family room and nearly passed out at the sight before her. She blinked her eyes several times thinking that she must be dreaming because, there he was. The one and only thing she wanted for Christmas was standing in her parents’ family room.
In a disbelieving voice, she whispered, “Spike?”
Spike stood there with a dazzling smile on his beautiful face. “Merry Christmas Buffy,” he drawled in a low husky tone.
Hearing his voice shocked Buffy into the realization that he was really there. With a loud squeal, Buffy ran across the room and jumped in Spike’s arms.
“SPIKE!!!!!!!!”
Spike had to steady himself as Buffy wrapped her arms and legs around him. He hugged her close to him, reveling in the feel of her warm body pressed to his. He knew now that he could never be away from his girl again.
“God Buffy I missed you so much,” Spike gushed as he began to pepper Buffy’s face with kisses.
Buffy let her tears fall. “Spike, I missed you too. I can’t believe you’re here,” Buffy whimpered.
Spike found Buffy’s lips and ran his tongue across her bottom lip, begging for entrance. When she parted her lips willingly, Spike let his tongue slip into the moist cavern of her mouth to dance lazily with hers, making up for all the time they had been apart.
Joyce and Hank left the study and walked into the family room. When Joyce saw her daughter caught up in a passionate kiss, she blushed and turned to her husband who looked like he was about to blow his top. She quickly pulled him from the room and into the hallway before he could interrupt their daughter and William.
“Hank before you go in there and try to rip the boy’s head off, hear me out,” Joyce tried to calm her husband.
“Are you kidding me?! Did you not see him mauling our daughter in there?” Hank asked incredulously as he pointed in the direction of the family room.
Joyce gave him an amused look. “Hank, I believe it was the other way around,” she pointed out.
“I’m not finding you very amusing Joyce,” Hank commented dryly.
“Buffy isn’t t a little girl anymore Hank, she’s a young woman who just happens to be in love with the boy that you’re about to go and dismember. Now you have two options. Well really only one, but I have to make it seem like your making a choice,” she teased. “Now you can go in there and threaten William with every inch of his life and have your daughter hate you forever, or you can accept the fact that Buffy is in love and let her live her own life.”
Hank looked down at his wife. “Since I really only get one choice I choose the threatening of his life,” he grumbled.
Joyce gave her husband a warning look. “Hank.”
“Fine, I won’t kill the boy,” Hank relented, than with a menacing look he added, “But if he hurts my baby…”
“I know, you’ll make him wish he was never born,” Joyce drawled as she rolled her eyes.
Hank let an evil smile cross his face. “No, but I’ll find someone who will.”
Joyce smacked her husband in the arm and glared at him. “I swear you can such a boob sometimes.”
Hank took his wife in his arms and placed a heated kiss to her lips. “But you still love me,” he replied huskily.
Joyce shook her head and smiled. “God help me I do.”
Buffy pulled away from Spike panting heavily.
“I love you,” she whispered, still trying to catch her breath.
Spike leaned his forehead against Buffy’s. “I love you too kitten, missed you so much,” he gushed panting just as heavily as she was.
Buffy unwrapped her legs from Spike’s waist so she could stand on her own two feet.
Spike jutted his lip out in a pout. “What’d you do that for?”
“Figured I should get down before my dad catches me all over you like some rabid dog,” Buffy pointed out.
“Too late,” Hank spoke up as he and Joyce walked into the room.
Buffy turned to look at her father with wide eyes. “Daddy,” she squeaked out.
“Is there something you’d like to tell me sweetie?” Hank asked in a calm tone.
Buffy looked up at Spike and then turned back to her father. “Daddy, I think you better sit down.”
A/N Oh! There is another chap THEN the epi, sorry! Kuddos!
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