Rated: G (see I can write it :D)
Disclaimer: I own nada…but I’d love to own James.
Distrubution: Of Fangs and Fairytales, Spuffy Realm, Vampire’s Kiss, Spike and Buffy Central
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Dedicated to Scarlet, Tis, Chaos, Bear, Marcus, Sully, Wolfe, Grim, Pandora, Dev, Jes, Angelina, Luc, Anu and Val simply because you are my heart.
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A/N: Santa is timeless so to him Spike is still a young sprout hence him calling him boy.
No Reindeer or Elves were harmed in the writing of this story
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Twas the night before Xmas
And Spike sat on a stump
Contemplating unlife
And swallowing a lump.
Sunnydale was now gone
Nothing more than a hole.
Buffy was gone
Might as well be to the North Pole.
Could he get anymore sad?
Anymore blue?
Xmas was for love
What was a poor vamp to do?
Just at that moment
Out of the sky
A loud jangle of sleigh bells
And a really fat guy.
Dressed all in red
With twinkling eyes
Spike shook his head
“Need to work on them thighs.”
Santa bellowed a laugh
His face all-aglow
Spike arched a brow
“We got somewhere to go?”
“Spike” Santa said
With a motion of his hand.
“I’m here to take you,
To a far away land.”
Now Spike was suspicious
That’s certainly true
*Santa’s not known for being vicious,
What harm could it do? *
So he nodded his head
And got up from his seat
Climbed into the sleigh
“Well gee, isn’t this neat?”
Santa shouted out loudly
Addressing his crew
“On Donner, on Rudolph,
You know what to do.”
With a clatter of hooves
And a last look around
The reindeer took flight
Their feet leaving the ground.
“How can they fly?”
Spike asked taken aback.
“Trade secret m’boy
Can’t be telling you that.”
They rushed through the night
In a blink of an eye
Spike all agape
And he never asked why.
“Where are we going?
Flying through the night air?
Does it have anything to do with Angel?
Or what I did to his hair?”
Santa laughed once again
And then shook his head
“The powers that be need you,
And that is enough to be said.”
The powers that be?
What could they need?
“I died for you once.”
“Now you’re gonna make a vamp bleed?”
Santa smiled down at Spike
With a soft fatherly grin
There was something in the boy he liked
Or obviously he’d drank too much gin.
The stars whirled by
And the houses disappeared
All that was left were two men
And the 8 fancy reindeer.
“On Donner, on Dasher,
On Vixen, on Prancer,
On Comet, On Cupid,
On Blitzen and Dancer.”
20 minutes later
They dropped back into sight
The air was much warmer
But it was still darkest night.
“Where are we now?”
Spike asked looking around
All he saw were old buildings
As Santa’s sleigh touched the ground.
Pointing to a window
High up above
Santa said very seriously,
“To claim your lost love.”
“Buffy?” Spike asked
His head all a spin.
He couldn’t believe it
So he asked once again.
“My girl? She’s here?”
He asked with a shout
Hopping off the sleigh
And falling on his way out.
“She’s there in that room.”
Santa quietly said.
“Now quit with the shouting,
You’ll wake up the dead.”
Spike couldn’t believe it
His Christmas wish was fulfilled
From his lips words of thanks
Ineloquently spilled
“How can I say thank you,
Nothings nearly enough”
Santa just winked and said,
“Just go get your Buff.”
With a shake of the reigns
And a sprinkle of dust
Santa was gone in a flash
Shouting, “Christmas or Bust.”
Spike collected himself
And finally stood
And had a single thought
*I’ve already got wood. *
Up the stairs
Two at a time
Till he finally knocked
“Come for what’s mine.”
The door opened wide
For the vamp in question
“Gonna invite me in?
Or do you have a better suggestion?”
“Spike” Buffy cried
Jumping into his arms
Her tears soaking his shirt
Only adding to her charms.
“You’re alive and you’re here.
She said disbelieving
“Don’t you ever do that again,
Or this slayer is leaving.”
Spike threw back his head
Shaking with joy
“That’s my girl.” He said
“You’re the only one for this boy.”
Looking up Buffy whispered
“I didn’t dare hope
I thought you were gone forever
And I just couldn’t cope.”
“So I asked for a wish
Never thinking it’d come true.
For Santa to bring me someone,
And that someone is you.”
Spike gazed into her eyes
And brushed back her hair.
“I told you before,
I’ll always be there.”
“You’re all that I love
And I’ll always be true,
Heard the call of your heart
And Santa brought me to you.”
“But you need not worry
And you don’t have to doubt
All I want to do is love you
That’s what this vamp is about.”
Their lips pressed together
In heavenly bliss
Both of them thinking
*It doesn’t get much better than this. *
“Please come into our home
And make love to me
Make me forever your girl
It’s all I want and aspire to be.”
So into the house
They both departed
To finish the loving
They both sweetly started
High above the clouds
Leaning back in his ride
Santa smiled down
Then turned to the side.
“They got what they wanted
And that’s what I do.
I believe the rest of this story
Is all up to you.”
The magical pair
Smiled and they nodded
Silently disappearing
Not needing to be prodded.
A few months later
About Valentine’s
Buffy gaped at the results
“Oh now this is crossing some lines.”
She skipped in the bedroom
Her face all-aglow
She tapped her vamp on the shoulder
“There’s something you should know.”
Spike sat up
Wondering what it could be
Her grin just got bigger
“We’re gonna be three.”
Shaking his head
He tried to suss out
Exactly what his love was saying
“What’s this all about?”
“You and me Spike,
And baby makes three.
Cause a Daddy is what
You are soon going to be.”
Spike gaped in amazement
Looking up at her face
“You and me luv?
And a baby in this place?”
Buffy grinned and she nodded
Her heart tripping inside.
Spike rubbed her belly softly
With fatherly pride.
“Love you so much
I just can’t believe
That you and me slayer
Finally got a reprieve.”
Buffy snuggled down
Her happiness entire
“I guess this past Christmas
Santa made me a liar.”
Spike looked at her curious
But she gave only a wink
“Let’s just say this my love,
And be happy to think…”
“That some day we’d be together,
And happy as well
All cause of Christmas
And your personal death knell.”
Spike only laughed
And pulled her to him.
“Forever and always,
With a family to begin.”
The end of the tale
It doth endeth here
Another merry Christmas to all
And another Spuffy New Year.
A/N: Please review I get very few and it always does a vamps heart good to know someone still reads her stories :D
Oh and if you want to read the first one it's on here and my site.
