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Chapter 2


By the time they reached Giles’ apartment Willow was sure that they had probably come close to breaking the land speed record. Panting and flushed she was relieved to see that Spike was slowing down as they approached the apartment complex. She was glad they had hurried though when Buffy started up a plaintive whining.

“It hurts my tummy Mr Spike. Can I get down now? I’ll be good, I promise. Let me down.” When it became apparent that Spike was about to do no such thing until she was safely IN Giles’ place she kicked her legs and said loudly and petulantly. “LET ME DOWN!”

“Shhh Buffy it’s ok.” Willow said to the back of Buffy’s head. “We’re going to Giles house. You like Giles don’t you? Dawnie will be there.”

“Dawnie?” Buffy said stilling her struggles and trying to raise her head to look at Willow. “I’m supposed to take care of Dawnie. Oh, Mommy’s going to be so cross with me.”

She immediately began to chew her lip and the wriggling and protesting stopped. She was being so quiet that as soon as Willow had closed Giles’ door behind them and positioned herself in front of it Spike set Buffy right down.

“Oh good. You found her.” Giles stood up from the table where numerous books were strewn about.

“Library man!” Buffy yelled excitedly when he stood up; evidently his old job was one of the recent memories that hadn’t gone walk-about. Without warning she launched herself at him. Almost knocking him down, she hugged him fiercely until he was sputtering and blue in the face.

“Library man looks after me now!” she turned to inform the others enthusiastically. “Cos Daddy went away and Mommy…..Mommy…..”

Spike had a feeling he knew what was coming and winced anticipating the wail.

“I want my Mommy! Where’s my Mommy?”

“Shhh Buffy. Shhh” Giles said smoothing down her hair and attempting to pull her into a hug which she resisted. They needed to get her switched back before this started distressing her too much, Giles didn’t know what he’d do if he had to explain to her that her Mommy wouldn’t be coming.

Dawn who had been standing in the kitchen watching open mouthed until now decided to see if her presence might help ground her sister. She moved toward Buffy.

“Hey Buffy it’s me. Dawn. Remember me?”

Buffy stopped wailing her grimace replaced by an extremely perplexed expression. “Silly!” she said “You’re not my Dawn. Dawnie’s just a baby! Oh! Where’s Dawn? Mommy said to take care of her!”

Now that she seemed to think she’d lost her sister and had uttered the ‘M’ word again Willow Spike and Dawn braced themselves for another crying fit.

Giles however remembered something about his charge from when they had first met. He could only hope that she had been as fond of lollipops at four as she had been at sixteen and that it would be an adequate diversion. Quickly retrieving one from a secret stash of candy in his desk drawer he went straight to the root of the problem and popped it into Buffy’s mouth.

“Thank you Mr Giles.” Buffy smiled sunnily at him, though her eyes were still a little watery.

Giles quickly manoeuvred her to his couch and crouched down in front of the now seated Slayer.

“Now Buffy. Are you listening to me?” She nodded sucking noisily on the lollipop, her feet turned inward and scraping the floor in front of her. “Good girl. Stop fidgeting. Now, Willow, Dawn and I have to go to my shop to do some very important work. So we need you to be a good girl and stay here with Spike.”

Whatever Buffy’s answer to Giles’ plan might have been it was lost under Dawn and Spike’s collective protests.

“She’s my sister Giles! I should stay with her. I’m not a kid you know I can handle this!”

“Hey, I got her here didn’t I Rupert. No-one mentioned Slayer sitting being part of the bargain.”

Giles stood up and began to clean his glasses as he sighed deeply. “Dawn I want you to come with us as your presence will do nothing but confuse and upset your sister.”

“Where’s my sister?” Buffy said round her lollipop. “We have to find Dawn.”

“You see?” Giles said shushing Buffy and looking pointedly at Dawn who held her hands up in defeat.

“Spike you are the only one strong enough to protect Buffy, especially if those tiresome boys have another go and actually manage to complete the spell. I need Willow with me to help with the research.”

“Why don’t you just take her with you?” Spike challenged. He was still fighting to stop his brain conjuring up memories of the kinds of things he and Buffy usually did when alone. Buffy’s sitting there looking up at him while sucking fastidiously on that lollipop did nothing to help him and the last thing he wanted was to be left alone with her and his overactive memory.

“She would be too big of a distraction to take with us….Buffy stop that!” Giles said finishing with a glare at Buffy who, evidently bored had moved from the sofa and pulled some of his records out of their sleeves, and was currently tapping on one of them with the sticky candy as if it were a cymbal.

“You see what I mean?” he continued to Spike as Buffy sulkily sucked at her lollipop and took a seat back on the couch again. “We need to sort this out soon. We’ll be as quick as we can. I’m sure Buffy will be grateful for your help once we have the spell reversed.”

Spike narrowed his eyes at the Watcher, the man was almost as bad as Buffy for knowing how to get around him.

“Fine!” he growled “On your merry way then. Bugger off!”

Buffy giggled. “You talk funny.” She said to Spike. It is a universal fact that any child will instinctively pick the ‘bad’ words out of any sentence they weren’t supposed to hear. Even when no-one has actually told them which are the bad words. Bewitched Buffy was no exception. “Bugger off, bugger off, bugger off.” She sing-songed delighted with herself.

“Buffy that’s not a nice thing to say. Spike was very naughty to say it and you mustn’t repeat it again.” Giles said glaring at Spike. “I know she looks like our Buffy, Spike, but please try to remember she doesn’t really know what she’s doing. And well, frankly, it just seems………….unseemly, to have her swearing like that.”

Spike opened his mouth to say that Buffy was a grown woman and as she was going to be put back soon enough it wasn’t really like it mattered if she picked up a mild swear-word or two. He shut it again though when he realised she was pouting and looked genuinely upset that Giles had told her off.

“Ok I got it. No swearing around the Slayer. Now off you go and for God’s sake make it quick mate.”

“Right then. Buffy. Buffy! What on earth are you doing?” Giles said to the Slayer who was currently shoving her arm as far down the back of his couch as she could.

“Looking for change Mr Giles.” She answered still delving beneath the cushions. “The money monster lives in the couch and steals all your spare change when you’re not looking.” She added conspiratorially.

“There’s nothing down there Buffy now listen to me. BUFFY!” she finally stopped delving and sat herself properly on the seat. “Are you listening? Good. We’re going now; we’ll be back as soon as possible. Spike is staying; he’s your sitter Buffy so you must mind him. Do you understand?”

“Yes Mr Giles.” Buffy said nodding her head emphatically to emphasise her comprehension. “I’ll behave for Mr Spike.”

“Good. We’re going now then. Stay here with Spike until we get back.”

Spike saw them out of the door and turned to see Buffy sitting quietly on the couch scuffing her feet back and forth as she picked at a thread on her overalls. Why couldn’t those incompetent bastards have managed to shrink her as well?

If they had done the spell right his view of Buffy wouldn’t be constantly being interrupted by strong flashes of her pinning him down last night and kissing his face off as she ground against his groin driving them both wild.

With a heavy sigh he shut the door and rested his forehead against it as he told himself to get a grip. He wasn’t a bloody animal. He could help the Slayer, keep her safe without turning into a raging hormone bomb couldn’t he?

Turning back once again he saw she was kneeling on the sofa facing him, huge grin on her face pulling her lollipop in and out of her mouth as she sucked.

Internally, Spike groaned loudly at the sight. ‘You’d better be quick Watcher! I’m up shit creek without a boat never mind a bloody paddle here!’

TBC........
So, who's up for a round of 'make Spike crazy'?





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