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Chapter two


Giles was in the drawing room of the house Spike and Buffy lived. Spike’s mother had once owned it, but after her and Spike’s mysterious disappearance, the family solicitor had placed the property for sale. After many years of being in the ownership of some of the riches families, Spike had found it again in the London Evening Standard Newspaper not six months before. He immediately instructed his lawyers at Wolfram and Hart’s London branch to buy the house again in Buffy’s name. The house would be security for her and the baby should anything untoward happen to him.



Giles looked up from where he was sitting and rose to greet Buffy in a gentle embrace. Spike’s demon growled at the other man, but Buffy just giggled turned and kissed the vampire. “Jealous much?” she teased, Spike looked at her eyebrow arched.


“Well Rupert, what brings you to our door this fine morning?” Spike asked as he held Buffy in his arms cuddling her.


“Well, um the thing is, Angel phoned last night and it seems he’s coming here to witness the birth of yours and Buffy’s child.” the Watcher barely whispered, he really didn’t want to tell them he had spoken to Angel.


Spike disentangled himself from Buffy and flew across the room to where Giles was standing. “Oh no he fucking isn’t!” Spike roared at the startled watcher.


“Peaches is getting nowhere near my mate! Do you hear me, nowhere near her!” Spike shouted as he started pacing the room, growling loudly and clenching his fists.


Buffy was sobbing loudly and shaking. “Spike, please don’t let him come, please don’t let him come here, I don’t want him here.” Spike crossed the room to his mate, and took her in his embrace.


“Shh now kitten, Spike’s not going to let Peaches anywhere near you, okay?” he reassured her quietly as he picked her up in his arms. She was sobbing loudly into his neck and shoulder.


Spike looked pointedly at Giles, “Now listen to me Rupert. What did The Great Poofter have to say about coming to witness Buffy giving birth to my, not his, but my child! And that’s a living breathing child, not some-one who’s been reborn a vampire.”


Giles looked over at the blonde couple, who were now cuddling each other in a tight embrace on the sofa. “He said as head of the Aurelian house, he was using the rights to witness the birth of the new queen, as Drusilla is completely insane and could never hold the title, even though it is her birthright as his eldest living female childe.”


Spike snorted “He can go fuck himself; he’s not getting anywhere near Buffy or the baby. Did he also tell you, as his Queen she would automatically become his bride on her 18th birthday and he would turn her, did he Rupert, did he? Well he can fuck off. He’s not having her ever.”


Buffy started to cry again “Spike he can’t be mated to our baby, please tell me he can’t!” she wailed into his shoulder.


“Buffy, I’m not going to let him anywhere near you or the baby. And as for being mated to her, he can forget it. It isn’t ever going to happen, ever!”



Spike rose off the sofa with Buffy in his arms. Buffy had finally fallen asleep in his arms. He had been nuzzling and kissing her claiming mark to calm her down after all the excitement and stress the announcement of Angel’s phone called had caused her. .
“I’m going to put Buffy to bed, then we are calling the poof, do you hear me Rupert!”


Dawn was sitting on the stairs as he went to climb them. “Dawn, I need you to find the number of Buffy’s midwife and give it to me, after can you sit with Buffy a little bit, while me and Rupert try to sort out this mess. I know you have been ear-wigging again.”


Dawn found the number quickly, gave it to Spike, and then stayed with her sleeping sister, as Spike left the room to find Willow. He knocked on the door of Willow’s room, and then listened for sounds of any movement. Someone got out of the bed and crossed the room, the door opened slightly.


“Spike, what can I do for you? What’s going on?” asked a bleary eyed Willow.


“Red, could you please come down stairs and do a protections spell?” asked Spike not telling her why one was needed.


The little witch nodded her head without asking any further questions. “Just give me a few minutes to get showered and dressed.”


She knew by the way Spike was fidgeting and trying to pace on one spot that something bad was on its way and that she was needed.


Back in the drawing room Giles was on the phone to Angel’s office. “Miss Kendall, could you just put me through please! I need to talk to Wesley or Angel now!”


“I’m sorry, but Angel gave me strict instructions that he and Wesley were not to be disturbed.”


Spike angrily snatched the phone from Giles hand. Because of his vampiric hearing he had heard every word that the blond vampire said to Giles to get rid of the phone call.


“Harmony, if you don’t want me to stake you again the next time I see you, I’d put me through to Peaches office NOW!” he bellowed down the phone.



“Okay no need to shout,” she snarled back. “I’m putting you through now.”


“Hello Spike, what seems to be the matter?” Angel asked innocently. He had been standing next to Harmony desk, listening to her tell Giles he and Wesley weren’t to be disturbed, when Spike had obviously had enough of the way the watcher was handling the call and taken over.


“What seems to be the matter? The matter is you upsetting Buffy by telling Giles you’re coming to witness her giving birth to our child. You soddin’ ponce!” was Spike’s seething reply. If he could have gotten hold of the older vampire, there and then he would have torn him limb from limb.


“Oh that! Well, as she will be my queen, I have a right to witness her birth or rebirth which ever it’s going to be? I’m taking the right as your sire by default of Dru’s insanity.” He calmly replied. He knew by now that Spike was probably pacing the floor with telephone in his hand and thinking of the different ways he could torture him.


“Well, you can fuck off Peaches, she not going to be your Queen ever, I’ll kill you first.” and with that Spike slammed down the phone. He stormed across the room “Buffy’s going to have the baby before he gets here! Okay Giles, here’s the name and number of Buffy’s midwife, will you tell her she’s needed for a home birth. I’m going to help Buffy go into labour”


“Um how, I mean… how could… uhm will you going to do that Spike? Is that some vampiric ritual we didn’t hear of or...um what?”


With a smirk Spike took Buffy’s baby birthing manual off the coffee table and threw at Willow.


“Page 101 explains it all, Red. Read it. I’m not telling you,” he said as he disappeared up the stairs to help his mate to bring their child in this world.


TBC





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