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Sorry for the long wait for this one guys, but things have been hectic in my real life the last few months.
Chapter 22 – “Move to LA?”

A few days later

Buffy reluctantly opened her eyes to the bright sunshine streaming in her room. She groaned and buried her face against Spike’s side. His body was rumbling though and she moved her face just enough so that her eyes were above his body. There she could plainly see that he was laughing… at her! She playfully swatted his chest and gave him a good pouting face.

The “Ow!” was small and seemed to immediately fade when he saw that pout. He groaned and in a flash he was on top of her, pinning her softly to the bed, his lips melding with hers. A minute later they were both gasping for air, but he was still above her. He gazed into her eyes for a long moment before saying, “I love you.” He kissed her lips one more time, soft and brief, and then rolled off of her.

She curled into his side and laid an arm on his chest, her fingertips dancing across his muscles. The smile on her face showed how truly happy she was. Only when they were alone in what she thought of as their room now was she truly happy. As soon as she walked out of their room it was as if a shroud was laid over her entire being. Outside of her room she wasn’t the same. She went through the motions of everyday chores and tried to deal with Dawn who seemed to be getting worse little by little, day by day.

They’d talked briefly about it after Dawn and Will had gone to bed at night, but they still hadn’t had ‘the talk’ about their future. Spike still hadn’t found the right moment to ask her to move in with him and he was getting to the end of his rope. He didn’t know how much longer he could wait to ask her. He hoped that she would be excited and happy and say yes, but the longer they stayed here the more he saw her slip away from him. He hated it and it was wrenching his heart to see her so unhappy. The time they shared in their room was all that he had to get him through each day.

He smiled as he watched her fingers dance across his skin now. Somehow he managed to stay very still while he watched her, just letting the moment be. Slowly she started kissing his chest, moving downward until she reached his already erect member. She smiled up at him with that devilish glint in her eye that he loved to see so much and he groaned as he felt her moist lips take in his tip.

“Buf—” He stopped there, unable to form any coherent words. All she heard from him for the duration were low groans and moans. She could tell he was trying to be quiet and it just made her work harder to bring him off.

Buffy started by taking in the tip, licking around it and then taking it into her mouth. She did this a few times and then began taking in a little more at a time before backing off again. Each time she backed off she swiped her tongue over the tip and took him back in, working to take him in a little more. When she’d fit all she could of him in her mouth there were only a few inches left and she wished she could take them, but she had already reached her gag reflex and knew she couldn’t right now. Instead she held him in her mouth and cupped his balls while humming around his hard cock. She heard his muffled groan of pleasure and felt his hands grabbing at the sheets. So, she squeezed his balls a little more and backed off a few inches while continuously humming and then taking him back in. She did this a few times before she felt his muscles tighten and she knew what was coming. She slowly backed off so that only the last few inches were in her mouth, but she continued to massage his balls. The next thing she knew he was spilling into her mouth and she was drinking him down.

When he was done she cleaned up the few spots of overspill and smiled up at him. Her face was hot and flushed, her eyes were sparkling. “Yum!” she said, her smile widening.

“God how I love you,” he said, pulling her up his body so that he could kiss her soundly.

After a decent make out session with some light groping Spike asked, “Want me to return the favor, love?”

“I’d love you to, but I think we’d better get dressed and make breakfast for the kids.”

“Oh, yeah, of course,” he said, a little disappointed. He’d almost thought they’d have a chance to talk too and he might have gotten his chance to ask his big question, but so much for that.

Buffy put a finger under his chin and lifted his downcast face so she could look him in the eye. “Hey, what’s wrong?” she asked, getting a little serious.

“Nothing,” he sighed.

“Not nothing,” she insisted. “Tell me, please.” He was quiet still and she added, “We need to be honest with each other.”

He met her eyes and nodded. “You’re right. We do need to be honest with each other. So, how about you and I set aside some time together tonight to talk?” He looked at her hopefully.

Buffy couldn’t ignore the seriousness of what he was saying, but the hope in his eyes told her she couldn’t deny him either. “Of course,” she said with a smile.

Spike leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips one more time before slowly getting out of bed and hurrying into the bathroom to take a shower. He turned on the cold water and hopped right in. He seriously needed to calm down and clear his head. Buffy on the other hand lay in bed for a few more minutes trying to sort out her own thoughts.

“Serious talk… tonight…” she whispered and then groaned. “I don’t like the sound of serious.”


Downstairs a little while later Buffy was feeding the family as if she’d done it for years when in reality she was more used to cooking just for Will and herself. Now she was cooking for four like it was no big adjustment. In most ways the new family unit wasn’t a big adjustment, but in some it was. For one, Dawn understood a lot more of what was going on between her and Spike. And for another, Dawn was a teenager which was a whole new area for Buffy to deal with when raising a child. She thought for sure that she would have had another 8 years until she had to deal with a teen and even then it would be Will who seemed to be the perfect child most days.

Buffy knew that life would take some getting used to with the changes coming. Without her mom it was also going to be quite strange, but she knew that they’d all get through it. Over the last few days she’d started to think about what came next in all of their lives. It was a big responsibility to take on raising Dawn, but Buffy wouldn’t have it any other way. The thought had crossed her mind as to what Spike wanted to do though.

Since they hadn’t talked about what was next for them as a couple they also hadn’t discussed raising Dawn together. With Spike in her life she knew that they would be raising Will together and she was very happy about that. She didn’t know what else would be happening though. Raising Will was one thing. Spending their lives together was quite another.

She hadn’t thought about the rest of their lives a lot, but she had thought about it. Buffy knew that she loved Spike, more than she’d loved anyone. She also knew that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him, raising their son and possibly more children. However she didn’t know if that was what Spike wanted too. She thought he did, but she really needed to talk to him about it, and soon.

After breakfast Dawn went to watch Will play in the backyard. Buffy did the dishes in the kitchen and listened to Will’s laughter through the door. Whenever she glanced out of the door she could also see Dawn sitting in a chair. It was obvious that Dawn was detaching herself from life and Buffy didn’t like it one bit.

Spike was helping with the dishes, but Buffy had barely noticed. They were both so quiet that she didn’t really think about him being there with her. A few minutes later he cleared his throat to get her attention and she jumped a little before turning to look at him with a sheepish smile.

“Sorry,” she said quietly.

“It’s ok. I understand that you’re worried about her. So am I,” he admitted.

“I really am. I don’t know what I’m going to do about her either. I don’t want her to go on like this, but I’ve never dealt with a situation like this and I don’t know what to do here...” Her voice faded as she dried her hands and went to stand in the doorway.

“I’m here to help Buffy. You’re not alone in this,” he said, coming to stand behind her and wrap his arms around her waist.

Slowly she loosened in his arms and turned to look at him. “I’m really not,” she whispered, finally grasping that they were in this together.

They were both quiet for a minute before Buffy spoke again. “What does this mean?” she asked quietly.

“I think this means that we are both serious about helping Dawn however we can,” he answered.

“Yeah, I got that part. But what are we going to do?”

He looked at her for a second. “What about a grief counselor?” he suggested.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Do you think that would help her?”

“I think it might.”

“Ok.”

“I know of some good ones back in LA too.”

“LA?” Buffy asked, furrowing her brow.

“Yes, LA.”

“But I live in San Francisco.”

“I know this,” he said, waiting for her to catch on a little more.

“And it’s a long drive to LA to bring Dawn to a grief counselor…” she began, but stopped in her confusion as she began to grasp something.

“That’s why I’d like you and the kids to move in with me.”

Buffy was surprised and speechless for nearly a minute. “Move in with you?” she asked. “Is that really what you want?”

“Yes, but is that what you want?”

“I don’t know… I hadn’t really thought about it… but…” she was a little thrown by this turn of events.

He waited patiently for her to get her thoughts in order. A couple of minutes later Buffy continued by saying, “It’s not that I don’t want to because I do, but I just hadn’t thought about it before.” She took a deep breath. “I’d like to talk to Dawn about it first and see what Will thinks. Can we talk about this again later?”

“Yes, of course.” He kissed her forehead and gave her a smile.

“Thank you, William. Thank you.” She then kissed him on the cheek and went out the door to the backyard. ‘Move to LA?’ she thought.

As she walked out the door a small smile came over her. He’d asked her to move in with him. She could hardly believe it. She’d just been thinking about where they were going in their relationship and then voila. This was what she wanted and she really did want to move in with Spike. Now she just had to talk about it with Dawn and Will.

She really wasn’t sure what either of them would say to the idea. Will was just a kid, but he loved Spike. That much was obvious. So even if she wasn’t sure what Will would say she was fairly sure that he would want to live with his father.

Dawn was another matter completely. As far as Buffy knew Dawn liked Spike. They’d always gotten along. When Buffy and Spike were in high school Dawn had even had a little crush on him, but Spike had always seen her as a little sister. The crush had eventually developed into camaraderie. When Spike had left after graduation Dawn had been more upset than Buffy, at least to the naked eye.

Now Buffy was left to wonder if Dawn would be open to the idea of moving in with Spike.


Chapter End Notes:
Only a few more chapter before I wrap this one up. =) Please review!



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