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Title: Meant To Be
Part: 11/18
Dedication: The chapter is dedicated to Pat. Thank you. :D

Waiting had never been one of Buffy's strong suits... especially when it was waiting to get yelled at. At least, she thought Giles would do some serious yelling once he woke. Jenny had been upstairs, talking in a low tone to him. What she was saying was beyond Buffy.

Her mind kept drifting to Spike. Spike who was trapped all day indoors with her parents. And, she was due home soon. Only now, she wouldn't' be able to go until Giles was awake.

Jenny walked down the steps. Her face was grim. "Rupert is awake. I told him you were here, but, he told me he doesn't want to see you right now."

"What?" Buffy felt like crying. "But, he needs to understand..."

"He just needs some time to digest it, Buffy. Go home. Enjoy your birthday. I don't think he'll be talking to you about it today."

Buffy glanced upstairs. She couldn't see Giles from where she sat. "All right. Tell him I'll call him later?" Jenny nodded as Buffy left.

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Spike had essentially locked himself in Buffy's bedroom. He told Joyce he would be on the phone most of the day making sure his arrangements for his night with Buffy were going as planned. She happily excepted it. It was a lie, of course. He'd had everything set up since the night before. And, Dalton was making sure everything remained perfect.

He'd only gone out once to shower and change for the night. There was something especially erotic about showering in Buffy's innocent bathroom. Whatever it was, exactly, he wasn't sure, but he'd spent nearly two hours in there doing lots of not showering.

When he walked back into Buffy's bedroom, he father was sitting on her bed, holding a stuffed animal in his hands. He set it down as he saw Spike. "I wanted to have a word with you."

"Okay." Spike ran his fingers through his wet hair, sitting in front of Buffy's vanity hoping Hank wouldn't see his lack of reflection.

"Buffy's a naive, young girl. Only seventeen. You, you're much older than she is. Frankly, I don't like that. Don't you think it'd be much better for her to be with someone her own age, if at all."

"I don't know. Buffy and me, we seem just about perfect for each other." Spike answered shortly.

This was the last thing he wanted right now. Lookin at the clock on Buffy's bedside table, he saw she'd be back soon, then he wouldn't have to put up with Hank's crap.

Hank glared at Spike and stood up. "You do know, regardless of whatever Buffy thinks she might be feeling towards you, her family... her father's wishes would always come first."

"And her mum's would come even before that, and Mrs. Summers likes me. Are you really willing to alienate Buffy more than she already is from your life just because you don't like me?"

"Is that a threat?"

"No. I'm just sayin', things are already testy between the two of you. Say she does end it with me because you ask or tell her to... don't you think she'd always resent you for that?"

Hank moved to the door, his back to Spike. "You're no where near good enough for her." He just needed to get that final dig in. And, boy, did it go deep.

"I know. S'not gonna stop me from loving her and trying to hold onto her for as long as I can."

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Buffy bounded up to her room quietly, passing her parents in the dining room without being noticed. She opened her bedroom door, shutting it behind her.

Spike was sitting at her vanity. A forlorn, sad look on his face when he looked up at her. It was gone almost immediately, but, she had seen it. "Spike, Angel knew. I don't know how or when, but, he was gonna tell Giles. So... I told him instead." She went and sat down on his lap.

"What'd he say, Luv?"

"Nothing. He kinda fainted. Ms. Calendar told me that he said he didn't want to talk to me when he woke up." She wrapped her arms around his waist and nuzzled his neck. Being in his arms... it made it worth all the heartache she was going through, all the disapproval she knew was facing her come tomorrow.

"I'm so sorry, Pet."

"Don't be." She looked up at him, placing her small hands on his cheeks. "I wouldn't give you up for anything or anyone in this world. I'm just worried about what might happen to you. Angel, or Giles, or the Watchers Council. But, I'd never let anyone hurt you."

Spike pulled her head down to his and kissed her. Their lips fused tightly together, opening together to allow Spike's tongue into Buffy's mouth. All Buffy's worries for the moment melted away.

All there was for her was Spike. Thought, to be honest, ever since that first night, all there was, was Spike. But, when she was in his arms, nothing could touch them. Nothing could taint the pure feelings of love she felt.

Nothing could make her doubt his love for her. Which is what she knew Giles would most likely do. He'd question Spike's motives.

Not that she would ever doubt Spike. She could see the love he held for her in his eyes every time he so much as glanced at her. It would be all over his face whenever they made love.

Spike slid his hands under Buffy's shirt, caressing the skin of her back. His fingers deftly flicked the clasp of her bra. He kissed along her jaw-line as his hands journeyed to caress the sides of her breasts.

"Spike," She panted, pulling his head away from her neck. "My parents are still downstairs."

Spike sighed, resting his head on her shoulder. He quietly re-clasped her bra and moved his hands from under her shirt. "Party pooper." He pouted.

Buffy giggled. "Speaking of which, when are we going for my mysterious night out with my ever so handsome boyfriend?"

"You still up to it?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"'Cause your Watcher knows about us. I don't want that to be a cloud over tonight for you."

"The only thing that could ruin tonight is staying in and worrying about it." She kissed him again before hopping off his lap to get her new dress out of the closet. "Besides, I look way hot in this dress an who knows when I'll get a chance to wear it again."

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Angel was near growling as he headed home a little after sunset. He was impatient to hear from Giles so he could take him to see Buffy and Spike together. But, earlier Dru had complained about being hungry, so, he'd headed to the butcher's via the sewers.

The only reason she's been hungry in the first place was that, in a fit of anger, she's thrown all the packets he's had into the garbage disposal. Which was another thing. He'd have to remember to call someone to see about getting that fixed.

Along with the butcher's blood, he'd gotten some human blood from Willy's. He figured that might sate her better than the usual pig or cow blood. It was a whole lot more expensive that butcher's blood... and he had the sneaking suspicion that Willy charged him more than the usual.

He quickly unlocked the apartment door and stepped in. "Drusilla, I'm back. I got you some human blood." He called, heading to set it in the fridge.

As he finished putting it away, he looked up to the wall where he'd left Drusilla chained earlier. The wall was broken off where the metal had been attached. The links of the chains twisted and broken.

He looked around; all of her stuff was still in place. Everything but that stupid doll.

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The inside of a cave, across town, was lit brightly. It was decorated for a party. And, it was a festive occasion, after all.

An assortment of ten demons and vampires were setting up the final preparations when Drusilla walked in. "Hello, Dearies. What have you gotten Mummy for her birthday?" She clutched Miss Edith, who was dressed in her new dress, tightly to her.

One demon stepped forward. "This is what we have for you." He knelt, holding out a small slip of paper.

Drusilla took it and looked it over. "Miss Edith is very pleased with the present you have gotten me."

"We have something else, Mistress." Another demon spoke. He held a young girl, bound and gagged, in front of him.

"And more pretty surprises." She clapped, delighted. "Tonight, my pets, shall be the best birthday I've ever had."





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