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Something Blue, Something More by Opal
Ch 11 - Visions of Blood
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Chapter 11: Visions of Blood
“You just let her go off with him, alone, into a room together?” Riley yelled at Angel.
Angel paced back and forth in the lobby of the Hyperion. In retrospect, he wondered himself why he let Buffy go with Spike. He sat down and began to brood, forgetting all about the annoying soldier in the room with him.
Riley ran his fingers through his hair. He could not believe that the vampire in front of him was so ignorant that he let Buffy alone with a killer. ‘And this was the great love of her life?’ Riley thought. ‘He loves her so much he sent her off with the Slayer of Slayers.’ Riley concluded that Angel really had not been thinking in her best interest and decided he was going to do something about it. If he played his cards right, he would not be worried about either vampire by the end of the day.
Riley continued to pace around the lobby putting his plan in place. He made a mental inventory of the supplies that he had on hand, along with what he would need once he was on the way. He knew it would not be easy to pull off, but be was doing this in Buffy and William’s best interest. Hopefully, Buffy would see it that way when he was done.
As he continued to plot his plan, Cordelia had been watching both the vampire and soldier boy slip away in their minds. Clearly, Angel was upset that Buffy willingly walked away with the competition. He always had the mindset that if he could not have Buffy, then no one else could. No matter how many times he would declare that he left so Buffy could have a normal life, the reality was that Angel felt otherwise. She figured he must be devastated to see her with another vamp, even if it was out of a spell or accident, the baby clearly linked Buffy and Spike together more than Angel cared to see.
Cordelia had a little trouble figuring out where the soldier boy came into the picture. He seemed to care about the well being of the Slayer, but she was not sure if it was out of friendship or feelings that are more amorous. ‘He possibly could be feeling inadequate because he had to drive to Angel to adequately protect Buffy.’
She continued to shuffle around her paperwork, pretending to not pay attention to the tension that was clearly getting stronger in the room. Cordelia knew that eventually Angel’s brooding would lead to anger and a need to work off some steam. She watched him carefully as he sat down and leaned back into the chair, finally prepared to deal with the arrogant solider boy in front of him.
“Yeah, I let her go off with him. You got a problem with that?”
Riley could not believe Angel spoke to him like that. He figured he better be good for now and not provoke the vampire. Even with the soul, it did not mean that Angel would not hesitate to beat his ass.
“What if he hurts her?”
“He won’t. That baby in there is a miracle. She is the child’s mother; there is no way that he’ll hurt her.”
“How do we know? Look at his track record with her friends, do you really think that he wouldn’t try and pull something in there with her?”
Angel furrowed his brow and looked Riley in the eyes.
“Boy you best listen to me, and listen good. I’ve been around hundreds of years longer than you have and so has Spike. I’ve been around Spike most of his existence, and I know him better than you do. When Spike decides he cares for someone, he does it completely and with his entire being. He doesn’t do it half way. The way he looked at that child when he walked through the door was with complete devotion.”
Riley pondered Angel’s words. “But how does that protect Buffy? She’s the Slayer; he’ll still want her dead.”
“No he won’t. Killing her would leave the baby motherless. Spike would not want that for William.” Angel gritted through is teeth as he fisted his hands at his side.
Riley was not so sure if he believed Angel. It sounded good, in theory. Riley decided he would not bother any further with prodding Angel’s brain. ‘Why should I believe him? Vampire. I’ve got to get her away from here.’
~~~*~~~
Spike was flabbergasted that she had actually agreed to the familial claim. The tiny slip of a girl, mother of his child, was looking into his cerulean blue eyes asking to make them a family.
The Slayer was asking to be a part of his family. It would be one of the most fucked up and twisted events in the history of Vampires and Slayers. It would figure. If it would be any two beings that would fulfill that role it would be them, an unconventional vampire and an unconventional Slayer.
He had nearly forgotten to react to her having his thoughts consume him. He gently touched her face with his hand.
“Are you sure? Once I do it, it can never be undone.”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything Spike. I want what is best for William. I have no doubt in my mind that the claim is in the best interest of William. I also think it is in the best interest to us as parents.”
“Alright luv, we should do it now while the platelet is sleeping.”
“What do I need to do?” She asked.
Spike realized that he was nervous. He was more nervous about performing the familial claim that he had ever been about anything else in his existence even more nervous than he had been about telling that awful pretentious bitch Cecily about the poems he had written for her.
Slowly he pulled her close to him.
“Relax Buffy, let me hold you.”
Buffy melted into his arms. Just the way he said her name turned her to a puddle of mush. She felt his arms wrap around her gently, his hand stroking her back.
“Luv, don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m going to do a few things to make the bite easier on you. All you have to do is accept the claim with your heart and mind; you won’t actually need to speak the words. What matters is that when you hear me ask you to come into my family, agree with your heart. Ok luv?”
Buffy leaned further into him and nodded in agreement. She felt him pepper her neck with soft kisses that sent butterflies right to her stomach. ‘Wow, he hasn’t even bitten me yet and I feel like I’m going to explode.’ She wrapped her arms tighter around him and began to return his affections by stroking her fingers through his hair.
Spike was pleased that she responded to him, he had not put his hopes up that she would respond further than what was required to complete the familial claim. Yet here she was, responding to him physically. He was so tempted to kiss her lips and relish in the moment of feeling her respond to his affections. He felt her face caress the side of his cheek, her body pressed against his.
Buffy relished in the moment. ‘This is what it is like to find the perfect fit for you. The one.’ She was saddened knowing that she had built the walls to her heart so high that even though she knew Spike was the one, it would be a long time before she would decide to risk her heart again, if she decided to do such a thing. She placed a soft kiss on his check and whispered in his ear, “Do it Spike. Make us a family.”
Spike changed into game face, and nibbled at the side of the Slayer’s neck. He quickly found the vein he was looking for and pieced her flesh with his fangs. He felt the essence of Buffy the girl, Buffy the Slayer, and Buffy the mother fill his being. He felt the love she had to give, the fear she had surrounding her heart, and the love she had for William. In that moment, he surrendered his heart to her completely. He gently removed his fangs from her throat and whispered in her ears, “Buffy, my love, mother of my child, I bring you into my family. Blood of the Aurelius clan, is now your blood.”
Spike opened his wrist with his fang and held his lifeblood up to Buffy’s lips. She ran her tongue over his wound and gently accepted his gift. She felt the bond take place; she felt his love for her. She felt almost complete. Instinct took over, as if the Slayer in her knew exactly what to do to fulfill the emptiness.
~~~*~~~
Cordelia fell to the floor, holding her head in her hands. She cried in pain as Angel ran over to hold her.
“Cordy, are you all right?”
Cordelia motioned to him to wait a moment, as she gathered her thoughts from her vision.
“Buffy.” She said.
Riley walked over, confused by what was going on. Angel continued to hold Cordelia as he explained her visions to the soldier boy.
“We used to have a colleague that had visions. When he passed on, he passed his gift onto Cordelia.”
Riley was flabbergasted. All he had heard was that she had been a cheerleader who aspired to be an actress. His expectations on what she could contribute to helping them had not been high.
“Is she okay?”
“She’ll be fine after she gets a little rest and some water.” Angel said as he brushed Cordy’s hair from her face.
Riley wondered how accurate she was. “Is she right?”
“Always. It takes a little bit of work to figure out the vision though. It is never perfect.” Angel replied.
Riley had immediately recognized that Cordelia could be a valuable asset to help him with his plan. He had finalized his plan in his head; he just needed the right moment to act on it.
Cordelia opened up her eyes. Angel could sense the fear emanating off her body.
“What did you see Cordy?”
“I saw blood and Buffy.”
Riley panicked; afraid his worse nightmare was coming true. “Is she okay?”
“Oh my God. I saw Spike, with his fangs in her neck. And she had blood on her mouth!”
Angel helped Cordelia up, while Riley gloated internally that he finally had his reason to act on his plan. Quickly, the three of them headed up to the room the vampire, slayer, and their child occupied; praying they were not too late.
~~~*~~~
She removed her bloodstained lips from his wrist and looked into his awestruck eyes. She felt an odd transformation-taking place. She felt fangs bursting through her gums, yet instead of being horrified, she felt like they were a part of her.
Buffy grabbed Spike by his hair and pulled his neck down to her lips. She nibbled at his neck, and before she pierced his artery, she whispered the words he thought he would never hear from her.
“Mine. My vampire. My love. Father of my child. I accept your claim on me. Your complete claim.”
Spike felt the magic flow through him, and he felt tiny fangs piercing through his skin. It was the most exquisite pleasure he had ever felt. He did not question why or how, he felt complete. While she was gently closing the bite marks she had inflicted on his neck, he leaned down to take her neck and validate the full claim.
“Buffy, my love, my mate. I am yours as you are mine.”
His fangs pierced her throat again. They grasped each other and were in utter ignorance and bliss.
The door to the room slapped open. Buffy opened her eyes and saw Angel and Riley run in.
The last thing she remembered were the sounds of William crying and the taste of her mate’s blood on her lips before the world went black.
Evil Cliffhanger!!! This is going to be a longer story, so it was way to early to keep things all agnst free! Leave me lots of reviews (yep I know you'll tell me Opal you evil biotch you!); Just don't forget to come back to the next chapter to see what happened!
**Hugs** Opal
Extra Extra Thanks to Meli who continues to do an awesome job betaing this fic! :) ~ Cheers! Opal
“You just let her go off with him, alone, into a room together?” Riley yelled at Angel.
Angel paced back and forth in the lobby of the Hyperion. In retrospect, he wondered himself why he let Buffy go with Spike. He sat down and began to brood, forgetting all about the annoying soldier in the room with him.
Riley ran his fingers through his hair. He could not believe that the vampire in front of him was so ignorant that he let Buffy alone with a killer. ‘And this was the great love of her life?’ Riley thought. ‘He loves her so much he sent her off with the Slayer of Slayers.’ Riley concluded that Angel really had not been thinking in her best interest and decided he was going to do something about it. If he played his cards right, he would not be worried about either vampire by the end of the day.
Riley continued to pace around the lobby putting his plan in place. He made a mental inventory of the supplies that he had on hand, along with what he would need once he was on the way. He knew it would not be easy to pull off, but be was doing this in Buffy and William’s best interest. Hopefully, Buffy would see it that way when he was done.
As he continued to plot his plan, Cordelia had been watching both the vampire and soldier boy slip away in their minds. Clearly, Angel was upset that Buffy willingly walked away with the competition. He always had the mindset that if he could not have Buffy, then no one else could. No matter how many times he would declare that he left so Buffy could have a normal life, the reality was that Angel felt otherwise. She figured he must be devastated to see her with another vamp, even if it was out of a spell or accident, the baby clearly linked Buffy and Spike together more than Angel cared to see.
Cordelia had a little trouble figuring out where the soldier boy came into the picture. He seemed to care about the well being of the Slayer, but she was not sure if it was out of friendship or feelings that are more amorous. ‘He possibly could be feeling inadequate because he had to drive to Angel to adequately protect Buffy.’
She continued to shuffle around her paperwork, pretending to not pay attention to the tension that was clearly getting stronger in the room. Cordelia knew that eventually Angel’s brooding would lead to anger and a need to work off some steam. She watched him carefully as he sat down and leaned back into the chair, finally prepared to deal with the arrogant solider boy in front of him.
“Yeah, I let her go off with him. You got a problem with that?”
Riley could not believe Angel spoke to him like that. He figured he better be good for now and not provoke the vampire. Even with the soul, it did not mean that Angel would not hesitate to beat his ass.
“What if he hurts her?”
“He won’t. That baby in there is a miracle. She is the child’s mother; there is no way that he’ll hurt her.”
“How do we know? Look at his track record with her friends, do you really think that he wouldn’t try and pull something in there with her?”
Angel furrowed his brow and looked Riley in the eyes.
“Boy you best listen to me, and listen good. I’ve been around hundreds of years longer than you have and so has Spike. I’ve been around Spike most of his existence, and I know him better than you do. When Spike decides he cares for someone, he does it completely and with his entire being. He doesn’t do it half way. The way he looked at that child when he walked through the door was with complete devotion.”
Riley pondered Angel’s words. “But how does that protect Buffy? She’s the Slayer; he’ll still want her dead.”
“No he won’t. Killing her would leave the baby motherless. Spike would not want that for William.” Angel gritted through is teeth as he fisted his hands at his side.
Riley was not so sure if he believed Angel. It sounded good, in theory. Riley decided he would not bother any further with prodding Angel’s brain. ‘Why should I believe him? Vampire. I’ve got to get her away from here.’
~~~*~~~
Spike was flabbergasted that she had actually agreed to the familial claim. The tiny slip of a girl, mother of his child, was looking into his cerulean blue eyes asking to make them a family.
The Slayer was asking to be a part of his family. It would be one of the most fucked up and twisted events in the history of Vampires and Slayers. It would figure. If it would be any two beings that would fulfill that role it would be them, an unconventional vampire and an unconventional Slayer.
He had nearly forgotten to react to her having his thoughts consume him. He gently touched her face with his hand.
“Are you sure? Once I do it, it can never be undone.”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything Spike. I want what is best for William. I have no doubt in my mind that the claim is in the best interest of William. I also think it is in the best interest to us as parents.”
“Alright luv, we should do it now while the platelet is sleeping.”
“What do I need to do?” She asked.
Spike realized that he was nervous. He was more nervous about performing the familial claim that he had ever been about anything else in his existence even more nervous than he had been about telling that awful pretentious bitch Cecily about the poems he had written for her.
Slowly he pulled her close to him.
“Relax Buffy, let me hold you.”
Buffy melted into his arms. Just the way he said her name turned her to a puddle of mush. She felt his arms wrap around her gently, his hand stroking her back.
“Luv, don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m going to do a few things to make the bite easier on you. All you have to do is accept the claim with your heart and mind; you won’t actually need to speak the words. What matters is that when you hear me ask you to come into my family, agree with your heart. Ok luv?”
Buffy leaned further into him and nodded in agreement. She felt him pepper her neck with soft kisses that sent butterflies right to her stomach. ‘Wow, he hasn’t even bitten me yet and I feel like I’m going to explode.’ She wrapped her arms tighter around him and began to return his affections by stroking her fingers through his hair.
Spike was pleased that she responded to him, he had not put his hopes up that she would respond further than what was required to complete the familial claim. Yet here she was, responding to him physically. He was so tempted to kiss her lips and relish in the moment of feeling her respond to his affections. He felt her face caress the side of his cheek, her body pressed against his.
Buffy relished in the moment. ‘This is what it is like to find the perfect fit for you. The one.’ She was saddened knowing that she had built the walls to her heart so high that even though she knew Spike was the one, it would be a long time before she would decide to risk her heart again, if she decided to do such a thing. She placed a soft kiss on his check and whispered in his ear, “Do it Spike. Make us a family.”
Spike changed into game face, and nibbled at the side of the Slayer’s neck. He quickly found the vein he was looking for and pieced her flesh with his fangs. He felt the essence of Buffy the girl, Buffy the Slayer, and Buffy the mother fill his being. He felt the love she had to give, the fear she had surrounding her heart, and the love she had for William. In that moment, he surrendered his heart to her completely. He gently removed his fangs from her throat and whispered in her ears, “Buffy, my love, mother of my child, I bring you into my family. Blood of the Aurelius clan, is now your blood.”
Spike opened his wrist with his fang and held his lifeblood up to Buffy’s lips. She ran her tongue over his wound and gently accepted his gift. She felt the bond take place; she felt his love for her. She felt almost complete. Instinct took over, as if the Slayer in her knew exactly what to do to fulfill the emptiness.
~~~*~~~
Cordelia fell to the floor, holding her head in her hands. She cried in pain as Angel ran over to hold her.
“Cordy, are you all right?”
Cordelia motioned to him to wait a moment, as she gathered her thoughts from her vision.
“Buffy.” She said.
Riley walked over, confused by what was going on. Angel continued to hold Cordelia as he explained her visions to the soldier boy.
“We used to have a colleague that had visions. When he passed on, he passed his gift onto Cordelia.”
Riley was flabbergasted. All he had heard was that she had been a cheerleader who aspired to be an actress. His expectations on what she could contribute to helping them had not been high.
“Is she okay?”
“She’ll be fine after she gets a little rest and some water.” Angel said as he brushed Cordy’s hair from her face.
Riley wondered how accurate she was. “Is she right?”
“Always. It takes a little bit of work to figure out the vision though. It is never perfect.” Angel replied.
Riley had immediately recognized that Cordelia could be a valuable asset to help him with his plan. He had finalized his plan in his head; he just needed the right moment to act on it.
Cordelia opened up her eyes. Angel could sense the fear emanating off her body.
“What did you see Cordy?”
“I saw blood and Buffy.”
Riley panicked; afraid his worse nightmare was coming true. “Is she okay?”
“Oh my God. I saw Spike, with his fangs in her neck. And she had blood on her mouth!”
Angel helped Cordelia up, while Riley gloated internally that he finally had his reason to act on his plan. Quickly, the three of them headed up to the room the vampire, slayer, and their child occupied; praying they were not too late.
~~~*~~~
She removed her bloodstained lips from his wrist and looked into his awestruck eyes. She felt an odd transformation-taking place. She felt fangs bursting through her gums, yet instead of being horrified, she felt like they were a part of her.
Buffy grabbed Spike by his hair and pulled his neck down to her lips. She nibbled at his neck, and before she pierced his artery, she whispered the words he thought he would never hear from her.
“Mine. My vampire. My love. Father of my child. I accept your claim on me. Your complete claim.”
Spike felt the magic flow through him, and he felt tiny fangs piercing through his skin. It was the most exquisite pleasure he had ever felt. He did not question why or how, he felt complete. While she was gently closing the bite marks she had inflicted on his neck, he leaned down to take her neck and validate the full claim.
“Buffy, my love, my mate. I am yours as you are mine.”
His fangs pierced her throat again. They grasped each other and were in utter ignorance and bliss.
The door to the room slapped open. Buffy opened her eyes and saw Angel and Riley run in.
The last thing she remembered were the sounds of William crying and the taste of her mate’s blood on her lips before the world went black.
Evil Cliffhanger!!! This is going to be a longer story, so it was way to early to keep things all agnst free! Leave me lots of reviews (yep I know you'll tell me Opal you evil biotch you!); Just don't forget to come back to the next chapter to see what happened!
**Hugs** Opal
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