Author's Chapter Notes:
The End!! Glad you all liked, thank u for your reviews. Extra thanks to Meli who did a great job betaining!
Thank You all for your kind reviews! Sorry it's been awhile since the last update...between work, traveling for work, and sinus issues...writing hasn't been a priority.

Extra thanks to Meli for betaing!


Chapter 24 - Homecoming

Temporarily blinded by the flash of light, Joyce prayed silently to God that this was a sign that her daughter made it through her confrontation with Angelus alive. In the blink of her eyes, her living room suddenly filled with people, some she did not recognize. She did not let the overwhelming emotions of the day hold her back from running to her daughter.

“Buffy!” Joyce cried as she embraced her daughter. “You’re ok.”

“A little bruised up, but I’ll be fine.”

Spike walked over to his mate. He grasped her warm hand in his and guided her over to sit on the couch. He was still wary of Dru and Anyanka. He possessively wrapped his arms around Buffy and nuzzled his mark on her neck. It was one way he could tell the demons Buffy was his mate, and he would protect her against them.

“Spike, there is no need for your display of possession. We’ve already told you that we are not here to hurt her or your child.” Dru said in reply to his actions.

“Can’t blame a bloke for protecting his girl now can you?”

Xander chose that moment to pipe up. “Enough with the PDA and the demon protection stuff. If we are all here, Acathla must have been defeated; after all, the big ugly statue was gone when I came in. But do we still have to fear Angelus?”

Joyce looked up at that moment; she feared that perhaps her daughter’s troubles were not over.

“He’s gone Xander. Gone to hell where he deserves to be.” Anya spoke up.

Joyce let out a sigh of relief. At least there would be some peace before the baby was born.

Buffy was not so optimistic, she knew if it was not the Council coming after them then it could be some other demon that wanted to get their hands on her baby. Angelus could also come back, after all this is the Hellmouth, anything could happen.

Spike sensed his mate’s distress, and stroked her hand.

“What’s troubling you luv?”

Buffy looked at Spike, and then turned her eyes to Drusilla. “Can Angel come back from this hell he is in?”

“It’s possible.” Dru said. “But you know that already, don’t you Sunshine? Just pay close attention to your Slayer senses and dreams; they will help save you from whatever comes your way. Even the Council.”

Drusilla’s last sentence angered Joyce. The Council would dare hurt her daughter, their charge. She shot daggers in her eyes towards Giles. Giles quickly coughed to get everyone’s attention so he could explain.

“Everyone you have my word I will not harm Buffy…” Giles saw the look on Buffy’s face and quickly adjusted his sentence “her baby or Spike. There have been Slayers that have mated with a vampire before. In order for the Council to get itself a new Slayer, they will kill the mate of the Slayer. Although the Slayer is immortal, she can will herself away from the mortal world into the spiritual realm. She does this at the death of her mate, because the pain is too much to bear.”

Buffy was horrified that the Council would dare try to take her mate away from her; especially after all she had done for them. She had saved humanity from two apocalypses. She balled her tiny hands into fists of rage.

“Damn it, that’s not fair! I will protect Spike with my life and if they try to take him from me, so help me, I will exact vengeance on each and every one of them.”

Anya’s ears perked up at the call for vengeance. “Oh I could kill them all instantly now, or make it a bloodbath, or…”

Drusilla gently laid her hand on the other demon’s shoulder, as a silent plea for her to stop talking.

Anya, or course, ignored it. “I think if Buffy’s thinking vengeance already that maybe she’d make a better vengeance demon than a Slayer.”

“NO!” The whole room yelled,

“Gee, you all act like it’s a bad thing.”

“Buffy is pure light, pure good.” Spike said, “And she’s the mum to our child. She is the balance to my dark side and her light will help guide our childe.”

Anyanka huffed, but gave up on her plight to bring Buffy into the vengeance fold. “Fine then. Well at least let me decorate the baby’s room.”

Willow, who had been quiet since they arrived back in the Summers’ living room, finally spoke up.

“So where are you and Spike going to live?”

“I hand’t thought about it? We can’t go to the mansion, it’s destroyed.”

Joyce looked over at the couple cuddled on the couch together. “You can live here. I’m gone most of the time, and really, the house is too much for me to keep up. Why don’t you guys live here and I’ll get an apartment downtown.”

Spike knew he love d Joyce. He did not think he could appreciate her any more at this moment.

“Joyce it’s so kind and generous to sacrifice your home for us, but really it is your home.”

“And my grandchild will grow up in this home.” She realized she did not know the name of the woman who offered to do the nursery for Buffy and Spike. She looked over at Anya and got her attention. “I’m sorry; I don’t think I got your name.”

“Anyanka Christina Emmanuella….”

Dru interjected Anya’s long winded, yet unnecessary name. “Just call her Anya.”

Joyce looked at Drusilla with relief. The shorter name would be much easier for her to remember.

“Anya, you said you would decorate the baby’s room. Would you be able to furnish it?”

“Of course, I’ll prepare the whole house for the baby’s arrival. It will be so much fun!”

“Anya, you seem so excited about helping. I really wish you would take care of those things for me. I’ll write you out a check so you know what the budget is.”

Anya was very excited she not only got to do the work, but she did not even have to entice Joyce to say ‘I wish.’ Before anyone could cover Anya’s mouth, she replied to Joyce. “No money needed. Wish Granted.”

Suddenly, the house transformed. There was a pile of gifts surrounding Buffy.

“It’s an instant baby shower!” Willow shouted.

“Do you think there is some Baby Dior in some of those presents?” Cordelia chimed in. “I’ve heard from my mother’s friends that is all the rage.”

“She has everything she needs, and more.” Anya said.

Anya picked up one gift and offered it over to Buffy.

Buffy graciously accepted the gift. It was a small package, but that only peeked her interest some more. She tore through the tissue paper carefully to reveal beautiful ring, a ring that was clearly too big for Buffy.

“Thanks Anya, I’m sure I could bring this to the jeweler to get sized.”

“Actually Buffy, the ring is for you but not for you to wear. It’s for Spike to wear.”

Buffy placed the ring in her love’s hand. Spike gasped when he realized what it was.

“Bloody hell, it’s the Gem of Amara. This isn’t supposed to exist.”

Drusilla walked up to Spike. She knelt in front of the master vampire and his mate.

“This ring will protect in the sunlight, and make you invincible against traditional forms of Vampire death. It will enable you to protect your mate and child during the daylight.”

Tears rolled down Buffy’s eyes. Not only did Anya and Dru give them the blessing of extra security, but the ability for Spike to live and walk with her during the daylight; to see their child playing in the sunlight.

It was a gift that would allow them to live an extraordinary life together.









Thanks to all of you who have supported the story from the begginning to end!

Thanks To Bloodshedbaby who encouraged me to give writing a shot!

Extra Extra Thanks to Meli for being the greatest Beta Ever! **Hugs**










Chapter 25 – Epilogue



Six Months Later



The Summers’ house was full of energy. You could walk anywhere in the house and you knew it was truly a home filled with love. Baby toys and stuffed animals were scattered around the house. The living room had the constant presence of a baby swing, which came in handy when Spike and Buffy needed some alone time.



“Spike! Have you seen the diaper bag anywhere?” Buffy yelled from upstairs as she searched about the baby’s room.



“Luv, did you try looking near your weapons bag?”



“Oh, yeah! Forgot I left it there when I switched them around for patrol last night.”



Buffy ran down the stairs and stopped to stare at the sight before her. Spike was lying on the couch with their son, clad in blue Baby Snoopy pajamas, and was sound asleep on his chest. Spike, in contrast, was dressed up for a nice casual night on the town. He wore a pair of black jeans, with a blue silk shirt. Buffy was glad to see he had taken care to place a towel between himself and the baby. She really did not want to deal with trying to get Spike to change into another shirt. After all, it was hard enough to get him to wear something other than black or red.



“Lil’ sprog is wiped out, Luv.”



“Ugh! Spike how many times do I have to ask you, please don’t call him sprog!” Buffy teased as she rolled her eyes.



Even though they both matured with their status as parents, Buffy and Spike still had not moved beyond the bantering. They were accustomed to the bantering, and in fact enjoyed teasing each other. For them it was a verbal sparring match.



Spike huffed, and then mumbled, “It’s better than calling him by his poncey given name!”



Buffy walked up to her mate. They played this game all the time, so she knew exactly what to do.



“Spike, out son’s name is not poncey. I happen to think that William is a fine name. Besides, you can’t call him Spike Jr.”



“Why not?”



Buffy turned red, but explained why.



“Because you call your manly bits Spike Jr.”



Spike enjoyed seeing his mate blush. She was far from being innocent, but he loved how she would react like one. She looked so beautiful, with her leather skirt and silk blouse. He only hoped that tonight would turn out as perfectly as he hoped it would.



Buffy noted that Spike had drifted off into la la land. He had been doing that quite a bit this week, and she was becoming concerned. Before she could bring it up the doorbell rang.



“Looks like your mum’s here luv.”



Spike carefully sat up on the couch, taking care to ensure William stayed asleep in his arms.



Buffy walked over to the door and opened it to find her Mom and Giles.



“Hey Mom! Giles? I wasn’t expecting you too?”



“Well, you’re mom stopped by the library this afternoon to see if I had some herbs for her headache. She mentioned that she was going to sit for you and Spike tonight, so I asked if I could join her. Now where is that little one so I can spoil him rotten?”



“Giles, you’re so funny. You know you can come over any time. After all, you are his grandfather in my eyes.”



Giles heart swelled with pride. In the past few months, little William had brought Giles closer to the young Slayer he thought of as his own daughter. Giles had finally begun to see that the Council’s treatment of Slayers was often unethical and unfair.



Giles saw little William in his daddy’s arms on the couch. Giles walked over and sat down next to Spike on the sofa, while Joyce greeted her daughter. Spike carefully placed the baby into Giles’ arms.



Fortunately, William decided to stay asleep.



“Luv, I hate to break up your chat with mum, but we need to get on the road if we want to get to dinner on time.”



“Ok. Ok. Head out to the car, I’ll be right there.”



“Be quick Goldilocks. You don’t want the Big Bad to come and get you.” Spike walked out the front door out and waited by the passenger door of the Desoto.



“Buffy honey, you better go. Spike’s waiting.”



Buffy leaned in and gave her mom a kiss on the cheek.



“Ok. Do not forget, William has bottles in the fridge. Wake him up in an hour and keep him up for a few hours or he won’t sleep through the night.”



“No problem honey. Go on; go have some fun on your night out!”



“Thanks again Mom, Giles.”



Buffy walked out of the house, closing the front door behind her. She made her way over to Spike, who was still standing seductively next to the car. He opened the door for her, and held her hand as she entered the classic car.



Spike ran around to the front of the car. He hoped that she had not sensed his nervousness at all. As he got in, he quickly started the car and turned up the radio.



Although Spike thought he was effectively covering his nerves, Buffy saw right through it. Turning up the radio was one of the “Spike Signs” that told her he had something on his mind but did not want her to figure it out. She figured she would let him sweat out whatever it was that was getting to him, because she would find out eventually.



Spike pulled the Desoto up to the valet stand in front of the restaurant. He handed the keys to his precious car to the valet, along with a healthy tip to ensure they would take care of his baby. He rounded the front of the car and opened the door for his mate.



Buffy stepped out of the car and placed her hand in Spike’s hand. She was so excited to find out that Spike had booked them reservations at the newest hit restaurant in Sunnydale.



“Welcome to Kristina’s. I assume you have reservations sir?”



“Yes. Two, under William”



“Ah yes, I remember. Come this way.”



The host led them through the restaurant to a private deck overlooking the ocean. It was decorated with red roses, and glowing candles.



The host slipped away from the private deck, closing the doors behind him. Leaving behind the perfect setting for what was about to occur against the sun setting on the Pacific Ocean.



Buffy was stunned into silence. She had never expected Spike to be this romantic, never in a million years. She turned around and looked into the loving eyes of her mate.



“So my love, this is what you have been preoccupied with all week.”



“No luv. This is.”



He dropped down to his knee and pulled a red velvet box from his pant pocket.



“Luv, I know we're mates in the demon world, and our love is forever. I want it to be recognized in the human world too. The world our son walks in, the world we also share in.”



Tears were falling down their faces as the emotion of the moment began to overwhelm them. Spike would not let his passion prevent him from completing his mission.



“Buffy, my love, my mate, will you be my wife?”



Buffy fell to the ground and threw her arms around her mate.



“Yes Spike, I’ll be yours. Forever.”



~~~~



“It’s so beautiful, don’t you think?”



“He deserves it Anyanka. I have waited so long to see this come full circle for him. In the end he got the girl and the love.”



“Dru you have such faith. Do you think we’ll ever find love like that?”



“I don’t know Anyanka, but I will tell this. I will do everything I can to make sure nothing comes between them. The Powers have big plans for them. Big Plans.”



Anyanka looked off into the sunset, and took Dru’s hand in hers.



“Whatever the Powers have planned, I’m not scared because I know I have you as my friend.”



Dru looked over at her friend, and then she turned to the look at the embracing couple. Smiling, she thought to herself, ‘It is so often a perfect pair never finds each other in this world. Fate saw it fit that these two did.’





The End!

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Challenge Requirements:

Name: Bloodshedbaby
Seasons: season 2

Challenge: 64 - Bloodshedverse Challenge

One of those "Buffy has to have a baby to fulfill a prophecy or the world will end" type of fics. Ok, I KNOW it's been done before, but shut up, I like these kind of plots. How to make it slightly original...Oh! How about this. Giles discovers that once Acathla has been disturbed, the only way to prevent it from fully awakening and sucking the world into hell is by *gasp* having an impregnated and claimed slayer.

Must haves:

Can't just be ANY sperm impregnating the Slayer, oh no. Can't be anything less than quality Grade A Master Vampire sperm.

Angel is already Angelus, so just who is going to have to sacrifice himself as stud-for-hire?

Spike *duh* who hasn't reached the 'truce' mindset at this point and will most likely be a bit resentful.

Giles having to explain to Spike and Buffy (either together or separately) WHY it is so important that they go through with it while being completely appalled and shocked by the idea.

Joyce involved somehow and finding out Buffy is the Slayer before the Becoming timeline.

Not very angsty and a happy spuffy ending

Can haves:

Xander singing "Let's Do It For Our Country" from the Grease 2 movie/soundtrack

Either have the mystical pregnancy dissolve or carry it over, your choice.







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