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Chapter Fifteen

Closing the door as quietly as possible, Spike walked the few feet from their bedroom to the nursery. He entered the nursery in search of the watcher-boys. He looked around and examined their work. The room was beautiful, all painted in pinks and pale purples to Buffy’s request and with a large fresco of a fairy castle on the far wall, which super-nerd Andrew had done.

“Xander? Can you not make as much noise? Buffy’s sleeping and I don’t want her to wake up, ok Whelp?”

A shuffling from the left side of the room drew Spike’s attention to the new sink just as Xander rose from the floor under the sink.

“Okay, I’m almost done, just need to turn on the water and that’s it. Don’t know about Andrew though? He is still painting and trying to finish his and I quote “Masterpiece”. Hey Andrew, are you done yet?”

“Stopping pushing me, but yeah I’m done. Such craftsmanship needs time and I thought that YOU would understand that. Spike, do you like it? Buffy never said anything about what to do exactly, just to make it nice and pink.”

“Yes Nerd-boy. Buffy will like it, don’t worry. Xander, when can we start putting the furniture in?”

“We can start as soon as the paint is dry. Where is the furniture, still in the attic room where we put it?”

“Yeah, still up there. Okay, I need to go sort out my loony sire and find out what she knows. Oh, by the way, do not, and I repeat, don’t open any of the windows. Faith’s got the Slayerettes patrolling the grounds, but I don’t trust Angel, even if they are out there and Willow has wards around the building.”

Spike shut the door as quietly as possible and stopped outside his and Buffy’s room. Slipping into game face to enhance his hearing as much as he could, he listened to the heartbeats of Tara and Buffy while they slumbered. Spike was reassured that his mate was getting the rest she needed and hadn’t noticed his absence. He listened for a moment longer to the regular thud-thud of the heartbeats of his family to calm his own nerves and find the inner strength for his next task. After a last deep breath he then took the stairs two at a time to get down into the drawing room looking for Giles. They needed to start questioning Drusilla about the Aurelian Codex, because they were the only books he could think of, that Darla would have made her learn and memorize.

“Giles, come on. Time to find out what Drusilla knows. Is Beatrice down there with her? Oh, and bring some blood, can you? So we’ll have something to bribe her, if we have too. I’ll bet you a bottle of bourbon that she hasn’t eaten any of the blood that Beatrice brought to her.”

Spike was anxious to get started before Buffy would wake up. His mate had been upset enough the last few hours and he didn’t want the information from Drusilla adding to it.

“Okay Spike. I’m coming, just give me a moment.“

Giles finished his conversation with Eve and made his way over to the kitchen, which he reached just as he saw Spike disappearing through the basement door.

After warming a mug of human blood for Drusilla, Giles also continued down to the basement where he already heard the arguing between Spike and Drusilla without seeing the two master vampires. When Giles reached the end of the stairs he could see Spike trying to get nearer to his sire while she spat and hissed at him.

“Get away from me! You’ve been a bad dark prince, you stink of the sunshine. Mummy shall not help you with daddy, unless you let Miss Edith and me play with the little green ball.”

“Drusilla pack it in will yer! Of course, I smell of Buffy. She’s my bloody mate and you know that, fuckin’ sit down now!”

Spike was feeling impatient with Drusilla. He wanted to know what she knew now and not when it was too late to do anything about Angel.

“Drusilla, Princess come on. Please tell your dark prince what the smelly books said. Mmmh look, yummy blood you are hungry, aren’t you princess? Tell me what they said about my Tara and you can have this.”

Gesturing to the mug that Giles held, Spike offered his sire the blood to sweet talk himself into her good graces.

“Don’t want that. It’s not fresh. You feed mummy, no drinking from the cup for your princess. It’s no tea that you drink from a cup.”

Snatching the mug from Giles, Spike gulped down the warm blood and slipped into game face.

“Beatrice, Giles, you two get out of here and don’t come back down until I call you both.”

What Spike was going to do, he didn’t want witnesses to and Buffy was going to freak over it anyway. As the vampiress and watcher left the room up the stairs, talking in hushed tones to each other, Spike undid the manacles that held his sire.

“I’m warning you Dru, no funny business. I’m only feeding you because you need the blood back that Tara took from you. Do you hear?”

Drusilla lunged at Spike’s throat, imbedded her fangs deeply in his neck and started pulling the blood he had not long before drank into her mouth. After several minutes Spike felt, that he needed to stop her.

“Drusilla stop. That’s enough.”

But Drusilla didn’t let go of her childe. She was starving and needed more. She held Spike in a surprisingly strong grip and her fingernails were leaving deep marks in his back where she held him.

Spike tried to struggle, but the blood loss was making him dizzy and he needed to replace the blood that she had taken. When Drusilla realized that Spike wasn’t moving anymore, she retracted her fangs and laid him down on the basement floor. She picked up her doll and held it to her.

“Miss Edith, I was a bad mummy, I wasn’t careful with my prince. See, mummy took to much life from him? He needs help, who should we ask?”

With the doll to her ear, as if listening to it, she shook her head while pacing the floor.

“Daddy’s not allowed in the sunshine’s house… Who else is there?”

Once again she listened to the nonexistent chatter of the doll.

”Oh you’re very clever. Of course the bad man and my Williams baby.“

Drusilla whirled in circles and swung the doll in the air.

“Dru, get Giles and Beatrice, but be nice please.”

Spike had heard the whispered conversation between his sire and the bloody doll, while he lay on the floor and tried to stay awake.

Without realizing that he was doing it, he called to Buffy thru their bond. He was weak and needed blood, as his sire had almost drained him dry of all he had had that day.


Buffy sat bolt up straight in her bed. Spike needed her, where was he? He’d been here when she fell asleep, but now the bed only held her. Climbing out and dressing as quickly as possible in Spike’s shirt and trousers, Buffy checked on her child and then went to find her mate.

On the landing she ran into Andrew, who was putting away the last tools they had needed for their work on the nursery.

“Andrew, have you seen Spike? “

“Um well, he did come in the nursery and instruct Xander and me not to wake you up …we didn’t, did we?”

Andrew felt rather panicked by the thought that Xander and he should have to answer to the vampire, if they really had woken up his mate after being told not to.

“No you didn’t, relax. Where is Spike? Where did he want to go to when he left you?”

Buffy needed to find him very soon. He needed her, but then she felt him again thru their bond and it was much clearer, now that she was awake.

“Don’t worry, I know where he is and I am going to kill him.”

Buffy flew down the stairs to the ground floor and right through the kitchen to the basement. She knew now what her mate had been up to. Spike had been stupid enough to try and get the information they needed out of Drusilla and it felt as if she had nearly killed him for his efforts.

Tbc…





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