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OKAY this chapter has never been seen by anyone with the exceptions of my beta Gillypod and my proof reader Evelyne...
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Chapter 24



By the time Giles and Wesley reached Dawn’s bedroom, Buffy had quietened Tara down by offering her the breast. Spike’s demon growled as Giles entered the room, growing in intensity as Wesley crossed the threshold to join the elder watcher.

“Giles, we have got to stop that wanker calling my girls…” Spike growled out as he placed his body in front of Buffy, unconsciously trying to protect her from both sets of male eyes in the room. “Plus,” he continued, “Drusilla’s wailing is driving me up the fucking wall.”

Wesley looked away from the sight of Buffy feeding her young child. “I believe I may have the answer to help you block Angel’s calls on the higher females.” He made sure he kept eye contact with Spike as he spoke. The vampire may be angry, but he would be angrier if he and Giles did not come up with a solution to their problem. “All you need to do is claim all the females in the clan as your own; which would mean a basic claiming on each one.” Noticing the anger increase in the vampire’s eyes, he swiftly carried on. “Buffy, as your mate, would require you to renew your mating claim as well.”

Giles looked at the younger watcher with amazement; it couldn’t be that simple could it? If Spike was to claim all the females for himself, that would make him the Alpha male vampire in the clan. By rights Angelus would have to stop this ridiculous nonsense and bow down to the new pack, or in vampire terms, clan leader.

“Wesley,” Giles asked. “Are you sure that would work? Angelus would surely challenge Spike to a duel for daring to take what was his, especially Drusilla. She’s been his for over a 150 years and she always ran back to Angelus. Is that not right Spike?” Giles turned on his heel to look at the unusually quiet vampire. It seemed he and Buffy were in deep discussion, although no words could be heard.

‘SPIKE you can’t be considering that?’ Buffy’s thoughts screamed in Spike’s head. He spun round to look at his mate still feeding their child.

‘Well, it’s an idea. It could stop the bond calling for a while and at least give Tara some peace. It’s not like I want to bite her, but if I did then she could get some sleep, and that wanker couldn’t keep hurting her.’

‘No!!! You are not going to bite our daughter; she’s a bloody baby Spike, find some other way.’ Her voice was loud in his head. ‘If I have to, I’ll kill him again because I’ve done it before and I’m not scared to fuckin’ do it again’

Spike sniggered. Buffy was picking up more of his colourful language than she realised and he loved it. Moving closer to her he placed kisses down her face and neck, whispering in her ear this time that he would not do anything to any one without her permission.

“Right Rupert that’s not going to happen. Next idea?”

As Drusilla’s voice rose in pitch, filling the house with her cries, Spike thought his ears would start to bleed. “And will someone gag my fuckin’ sire before I go stake the bitch, she’s driving me insane.”

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In the basement, Beatrice sat rocking back and forth trying desperately to block out Angelus’ call. Her crazy grandsire’s wailing constantly burrowed into her brain. It was almost a relief when she felt another pull call to her; that of her own sire. Did he want her to join them upstairs? No, he wanted her to do something else, but she wasn’t clear as to what? Then it dawned on her. “Drusilla please stop screaming. I think you’re upsetting William. I don’t need him even more angry with me…Do you want your doll? Shall I get Miss Edith for you, quine?”

Abruptly the wailing and screaming stopped. With tears in her undead eyes, Drusilla looked at Beatrice. “My Spikey is being a bad puppy, listening to the sunshine and keeping his Mummy away from Daddy. Help your Grandma, Beatrice” she pleaded with the nurse. “Let me go to Daddy. I’ll tell Daddy not to punish you for disobeying him…. The pixies say daddy wants to make us all princesses in his new court. It will be us and the little pixie queen.” Pouting at Beatrice, she continued. “I want to see my new sister….” Drusilla pushed her lower lip out further and looked at Beatrice like a little lost puppy. It took a few seconds for Beatrice to understand what she had said about a new sister?

William had to be told…

“Drusilla,” she answered in a soothing voice. “I’ll need to talk to William. If you’re a good girl, I’ll ask him to let you go to Angelus,” she lied unashamedly to the vampiress chained to the basement wall. When she was sure that Drusilla would stay as quite as a lamb, she quickly made her way up to find her sire, following his scent through the house to Dawn’s room.

The scene before her as she entered the room belied belief. It was as if the whole household had gathered in the room. Her sire stood protectively in front of his mate trying to shield her from the eyes of the gathered masses as she breast-fed their child. With no room to enter, she called to her sire through the bond.

Spike looked up in surprise at Beatrice’s call. “Why aren’t you with your grandsire like I told you to be?” Spike asked his childe.

Taking a deep un-needed breath, Beatrice began her tale. “Sire, Drusilla told me she has a new sister. She says the pixies told her.” There were audible gasps heard from the young slayers gathered in the room and around the hall. As the wailing had increased through the house, the slayers had all gathered around the elder slayers for guidance.

Everyone knew exactly who the new childe of Angelus was without being told.

Fed up with all the fussing over what was going to be done to beat Angelus, Faith decided the time had come to take control. The bastard had lost his soul and snatched Vi. Now it seemed he’d turned her too.

“I’m going to stake that soulless son of a bitch. How could he do that?” Turning angry eyes towards Buffy, she pleaded with her to see sense. “B…you coming, or are you going to let that prick get away with Vi’s murder too?”

With a quick glance at Buffy to make sure she had finished feeding Tara, Spike moved across that room grabbing Faith’s arm. As the threat from a vampire rolled around her senses, Faith reacted in typical slayer fashion. She punched Spike in the stomach and ribs making him double over in pain. Buffy, incensed at the attack on Spike, quickly passed Tara to Giles ready to kill Faith for the assault on her mate.

“Right! That will do” Giles shouted at the two warring slayers. The rest of the household stood around watching the fight intently. A concerned Dawn knelt next to Spike rubbing his back as he coughed up blood on her bedroom floor. The two older slayers still continued to trade blows until they were suddenly forced apart by a single word said in Latin.

“SEMOVEO! “ A tired, angry Willow roared into the room. “Would anyone care to tell me why Buffy and Faith are fighting? And why is Spike coughing up blood on Dawn’s carpet?” The anger in her voice was evident to all in the room as she spoke. She was so very tired. She had hardly slept since Tara’s birth, researching day and night trying to break the prophecy. All she wanted was to lay her head down and recharge her magical batteries.

Everyone in the room looked at the red haired witch in astonishment. Behind her stood a rumpled looking Xander, and a person with bright pink hair who was a stranger to most of them.

“Oz!” Buffy squealed, completely forgetting her fight with Faith and pushing past Willow to hug the wandering werewolf. “How are you? Did Willow ask you to come here to help us?” she questioned the confused Oz.

“Um….Yeah”

“And once again I ask why Spike is coughing up blood; and why were Buffy and Faith half killing each other moments ago?” asked a now, very annoyed, Willow.

“Ah yes, Willow.” Giles answered, deciding that someone had to have the voice of reason in this sea of madness. “It would appear that Angelus has snatched Vi and turned her into a vampire. Faith and Buffy were fighting because Spike tried to stop Faith from staking Angelus. When he tried to hold her back, she attacked him in a fit of rage. I can understand that completely, after all she is a slayer. This caused Buffy to go into protection mode and retaliate by trying to kill Faith for injuring her mate….” Giles explanation was matter of fact, and very much to the point, as he stood with the now sleeping Tara in his arms.

Willow looked at each of them in turn. “Okay,” she answered, her voice more resolved than angry now. “Then I suggest we sort out this mess now. Buffy, you help Spike while the rest of us discuss this further in the drawing room.”



TBC





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