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Chapter 19

Hard truths

Two months later

Angel had hung around for about a week before heading back to L.A, promising to start the search for Drusilla and that he wouldn’t be far away should Buffy need him for anything. Buffy had been trying her hardest to keep a brave face but she knew Spike could see right through her.

The past couple of weeks, Spike, Willow and Tara had been spending a lot of time hunched over dusty old text books and coming and going at all hours. Willow and Tara had temporarily moved into the spare room in the Summers house so that if Drusilla did show up, or any other baddie, they would have not only a very pissed off vampire to deal with but two powerful witches.

Tonight, everyone was home except her mother who had to work. Willow had told Buffy she had some good news about the baby and wanted to sit down with her and explain everything. Moving into the lounge room she saw Willow, Tara and Spike talking among themselves. Spike stood, moving to help her sit. Buffy had to be honest, she would be so relieved when this baby was born. With only four weeks to go she had gotten uncomfortably big.

“So what’s the big news?” Buffy asked, sitting across from Willow and Tara.

“You may have noticed that the three of us have been really busy lately,” Willow started.

“I’ll say. I’ve hardly seen you guys in the past two weeks.”

“The thing is luv, after Angel’s visit Willow realized with so many dangers out there the baby would never be safe, even after it is born, so she started digging,” Spike tried his best to explain.

“It didn’t seem right, this whole big prophecy with no sure fire way to keep her safe until this apocalypse,” Willow continued. “So we started to dig deeper into the prophecy, started reaching out to... well let’s just say they were not our normal contacts.” Willow sighed, trying not to worry Buffy.

“Not our normal contacts?” Buffy asked, looking around the room anxiously. “Willow who have you been talking to?”

“It doesn’t really matter Buffy. We were safe, Spike always came with Tara and me and after we got the information we needed, Spike got rid of them,” Willow whispered the last part.

“Got rid of them?” Buffy asked, surprised, looking at Spike.

“They were of the demon type luv. Besides, I couldn’t leave any witnesses,” he informed her,

She reluctantly agreed. “Does Giles know about this?”

“N..no, we knew he would worry too much about us getting hurt,” Tara stuttered.

“Oh Willow this sounds as if it was really dangerous,” Buffy sighed.

“Buffy it doesn’t matter now, because we are all safe and we got the information we needed. It’s good news Buffy, really good.” Willow smiled happily.

“Do I have to beat it out of you?” Buffy joked as all three just stared at her.

“Oh right,” Willow laughed, pulling out some paperwork from her bag. “So it turned out once the baby is born, she will be under the protection of the powers that be. If anyone, good or evil, makes an attempt on her life, it will be punishable by death.”

“Okay but doesn’t that mean they can still try to hurt her?”

“Well they can luv, but they won’t get far,” Spike started before Tara cut in.

“We don’t know exactly how his works but we know she will have a type of protection cloche over her.”

“Well that’s good right?” Buffy asked, feeling excited and hopeful. “I mean even with the apocalypse coming she will be protected.”

“Oh no Buffy once the baby is born, she will be protected until the time of the coming darkness and then... well then she is on her own,” Willow explained. Buffy felt all her hope fall away. Standing up, she went to move away from the group.

“Buffy!” Willow called.

“Will, I appreciate everything you guys did, I do, but right now I just need to be alone. I’m sorry,” Buffy whispered, grabbing her coat and heading out the front door. She didn’t make it off the front porch before Spike grasped her hand, turning her to face him.

“Buffy luv...” he started, only to be cut off.

“Spike I can’t do this, it’s just not right,” she whispered, shaking her head, her eyes misting over.

“What do you mean pet?”

“This isn’t right, bringing a child into a world full of death and darkness. At least most kids never find out about this stuff, but our daughter will be expected to fight it.... It’s not right,” she sobbed, tears slipping from her eyes as she hugged her swollen pregnant belly. “I refuse to do that to her.”

“Buffy we don’t have a lot of choice.”

“No? I can run. Take her with me, protect her from all of this.”

“And when the darkness comes… what? Hell on earth?”

“So I’ll fight it in her place.”

“You know you aren’t strong enough and I won’t lose you, I won’t watch you die!” Spike yelled, feeling his whole body go tense at the thought of her dying.

“But you’ll watch her die?” Buffy yelled back, rage boiling inside her.

“She’s not going to die, not if we train her, prepare her,” Spike replied, lowering his voice.

“It’s not right Spike. To them she just some chosen one, but you know what she is to me?... My daughter,” Buffy whispered, letting more tears slip from her eyes. Spike moved forward, wrapping his arms around her protectively.

“She’s my daughter too luv and I will protect you both ‘til the end of the world,” he whispered into her hair. “Now let’s go back inside.” Buffy smiled softly as Spike brushed the tears from her eyes. All of a sudden Buffy heard a whistle through the air and Spike looked at her, stunned.

“Spike, what’s wrong?” she asked, but he said nothing as he crumpled to the ground in a heap. Buffy moved fast, attempting to drag him towards the front door, but when she heard the same whistle in the air and a sharp pinprick on the back of her neck, she knew she was in trouble. Her vision started to blur as her world turned black. Slumping to the floor, the last thing she saw was three men all in black and balaclavas running towards them.

Spike woke with a groan; his head was pounding so hard he thought his brain might explode right out of his skull. Taking a deep unneeded breath he attempted to sit up. Hearing Giles and Willow asking him if he was okay, the memory of what happened came crashing back. Eyes snapping open, he looked around the room frantically searching for Buffy.

“Buffy? Where is she?” he demanded to know, trying to stand but struggling, his legs still weakened by whatever he was shot with.

“We don’t know where she is. We went to see if you guys were okay and found you unconscious on the front porch.”

“I was shot with something,” he informed them, still confused.

“Yeah this,” she said, passing him a small dart. “It’s a muscle relaxant mixed with a high does sedative, very effective. It would have knocked you out in just a few seconds.”

“I thought this wasn’t possible with the anti violence barrier,” he asked, sounding slightly annoyed.

“Well it’s not as if you were inside it.”

“We were bloody inside it Red,” he snapped.

“But they weren’t.”

“Turns out, they can be outside it and shoot or throw things in,” Xander said, stepping forward. “Something I wish we had known about before,” Xander couldn’t help but snap. Willow looked down, hurt and ashamed. Tara moved up wrapping her arm around her lover in the hopes of comforting her.

“All right, that’s enough,” Giles snapped, stepping closer to the group. “This is no one’s fault, least of all Willow’s. She had no way of knowing this could happen. Now I suggest that instead of sitting here blaming each other, we blame the person actually responsible, the bastard who took Buffy, and focus on finding Buffy.” They all nodded in agreement.

Xander moved forward, hugging Willow tight. “I’m sorry Will. I’m just scared for Buffy,” he whispered.

“I know. Me too,” she replied, hugging him back.

“I have contacted Angel. He is on his way with Cordy. They’re hoping that if she is in Sunnydale, she might get a vision of where Buffy is, but until then we have Tara doing a locater spell,” Giles informed Spike, and he finally got to his feet.

“Whoever took Buffy is blocking my spell but I have a general area of where she is,” Tara said, getting to her feet and passing them the map.

“That’s down near the docks, warehouse district,” Xander said, looking at the map. “That’s a huge area. It will take us hours to search every warehouse.”

“I know where she is,” Giles announced, feeling dread seep into his very core.

“Where, watcher?” Spike asked, eager to get going.

“Here,” Giles informed them, pointing to a warehouse on the map. “It’s owned by the council. It’s where they do a lot of their... information extraction.” He swallowed.

“I think I speak for everyone when I say, huh?” Xander looked at him, confused.

“Torture.” Spike spoke, fear lacing his voice, knowing exactly what Giles meant. Taking a deep unneeded breath, he looked around the room seeing everyone equally concerned. He just hoped they got to Buffy in time because if anything happened to her or their daughter, he knew nothing and no one would stop him from killing each and every person involved.


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