Chapter 33 - Breakfast on the Hellmouth

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Chapter 33 - Breakfast on the Hellmouth






The aroma of bacon filled the air of 1630 Revello Drive. It was a combination of that and the banging of pots and pans coming from the kitchen that roused William from his sleep. He concluded that it was either his dad or Willow cooking.

He was shocked when he came downstairs to see a younger girl in the kitchen. He inhaled, and recognized her to be family but he could not pinpoint whom.

“Ok, you can stop the stalker thing now because that’s so like Angel.” The young girl spoke, but did not turn around from the stove.

“Who are you and what are you doing in my mother’s kitchen?” William asked.

“Your mother? Are you for real? This is Buffy and Spike’s kitchen, and the only person she’s a mother to is in the living room happily drooling on his teething ring watching “Passions” with his dad,” the young girl replied as she finished flipping the pancakes. “You must be the big deal that all the Scoobies are coming over this morning about, that’s why I had to get up so early. So do you have a name?”

“It’s William.”

The young girl turned around to extend her hand, but stopped short when her eyes met his. In an instant, William recognized that this was Buffy’s sister Dawn.

“Ahh!! No way. No freakin’ way. You must be Spike from another dimension, or Spike got split in half and you’re his human side, or maybe you’re an imposter, or...”

“Nibblet enough, it is none of the above,” Spike said as he walked through the door.

“Who is this freak then?”

Spike shook his head at the excited teen, “Not a freak Dawn. This is your nephew William, just older and from the future.”

“Damn.” Dawn mumbled.

“Sorry Dawnie,” Buffy mumbled as she made her way into the kitchen.

“Nice look Buffy.”

Buffy took a minute to look at her bed head in the mirror. She grabbed an elastic band out of he robe and pulled her hair back.

“Whatever Dawnie, anyhow this isn’t the brother you wish Spike had but this is actually your nephew.”

“And how can you be sure?” Dawn questioned as Willow walked through the back door.

“Aunt Willow!” William exclaimed as he ran over to hug the redhead.

“William!” she exclaimed as she pulled back from him. “Of course it would have to be something really important if we are all getting up at this hour in the morning to meet up. If you’re back, it must not be for a vacation.”

Before William, Buffy or Spike could reply, Xander and Giles came walking through the door.

“Ahh! Double Vision, I’ve been cursed with double vision,” Xander squealed.

“You and me both,” Giles replied, “But why would it be isolated to Spike?”

Willow turned around and frowned at both of the human men that had entered the house.

“It’s William. Remember how after we all came home, we explained to you everything that had happened, including William coming from the future?”

“So that means we don’t have super powers?” Xander asked.

“No.” Spike and William simultaneously replied.

“Damn.”

“Well, I for one say it’s nice to actually meet him in person,” Giles replied. “Especially to thank him for saving the Slayer’s life.”

“Again.” Buffy interjected.

“Again?” the gang asked.

“Again?” Dawn asked. “What do you mean by again and why does everyone else seem to be familiar with William except me?”

Buffy looked at Spike, hoping that he would answer her because Dawn always took news better when it came from Spike.

“Nibblet, when we got back we were still trying to deal with your instant appearance into our lives as well as you being the key. Since then, we have concentrated on Glory. Then when your mom got sick, sitting down to speak with you about him fell to the back burner. We wanted to tell you but we just didn’t want to add something else to your plate.”

“Whatever,” Dawn replied as she huffed her way towards the stairs. She was stopped when a cold hand grabbed her arm and stopped her.

Spike turned her around and looked her directly in the eye.

“When have I ever not done something that involved protecting you or your sister?”

Xander chuckled but quickly stopped when he felt Willow kick him in the shin.

Dawn just stood there dumfounded, looking back at him.

“Look Nibblet, I’m not mad. I know you’re a teen and you get this way. Your sister may put up with it, because it’s what sister’s do. I will not. I’ve been nothing but straightforward with you and have done things in your best interest. If you don’t believe that then I’d have to question your trust in me. So Dawn, do you trust me?”

With tears filling her eye to the brim, she replied. “I trust you.”

Then she launched herself into the vampire’s arms and shed her tears. “I’m sorry Spike,” she mumbled.

“It’s okay Nibblet. Just want you to understand the consequence of your words and behaviour.”

“Apparently he’s into that lately,” William mumbled.

William’s response roused laughter out of everyone, and surprisingly, even out of his father.

“Suppose he’s right about that. Sorry Nibblet, we should have shared.”

“It’s okay Spike. So anyhow there must be more to this pow wow this morning then just William being here.”

“Of course. Let’s gather around the table, enjoy some pancakes and discuss the latest and greatest of attempts to destroy Buffy’s life.”

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William explained what he had been through and the actions he had taken the night before, sans the drama between him and his father. The gang had diligently made their way through Dawn’s delicious pancakes and bacon. William finally took his share of the food since he could now enjoy it between questions.

“Well, I’m not surprised at all,” Giles stated. “It’s quite clear that there really is only one thing to do about this.”

“Kill Travers?” Buffy asked.

“Yes and no.” Giles replied.

“Should be clear cut what needs to happen Watcher. Kill the bastard.”

“It’s not that easy. If we just kill the man, there will be one of his protégés within the Council to replace him. This will take a bit of planning on our part.”

“Buffy could be dead before we come up with a solid plan!” Spike exclaimed.

William gently tapped his father on the shoulder.

“Remember what you said last night about you and me with planning,” William whispered so only Spike could hear.

“Yeah. Good point.” Spike replied under his breath.

“So first thing we need to figure out…” Giles started before a knocking at the door interrupted him.

Buffy stood up and opened it up to find Cordelia standing there. Cordelia poked her head in and saw everyone at the table. “Breakfast, excellent. My vision only showed William saving Buffy from some assassins. This is great. Look I hope you don’t mind us just showing up, but you know vision, migraine, and then as I told Angel of my vision Drusilla came running in clamoring on about Miss Edith and the Council.”

“Us?” Buffy asked.

“Oh, sorry. Dru and Angel are in the car. So is Wesley. Remember him, not so nerdy any more. ”

“Ok cheerleader,” Spike said, “Yell out to the circus act out there and tell them to come on in.”

Two smoking blankets quickly made their way into the house, with the rogue Watcher following behind them. Angel and Dru shed there blankets and stood behind the breakfast counter.

“What’s the crazy one doing here? She’s going to put us all into a thrall and kill us!” Xander shouted.

“That’s what I’d like an explanation on,” Spike said. “Cheerleader here says you were speaking with Miss Edith?”

Dru rolled her eyes in a manner that reminded Spike of his Buffy.

“I’m still sane from the ritual, but that doesn’t mean that Miss Edith went away. Miss Edith is another seer that is trapped in an alternate plane. She was a human seer once; in fact, she often visited the convent so she could get help to stop her visions. We became friends, but then Angelus found out. About a week before he turned me, he decided that she would make a good dinner show. That is dinner for him and a show for me. Instead of passing on to heaven, her essence became trapped in Miss Edith and her soul in an alternate plane.”

“So, can Miss Edith be trusted?” Willow asked.

“Yes. She would often try to give me direction, for achieving good. Unfortunately, my insanity often misinterpreted things, but at least I did well when it came to Spike belonging to Buffy.”

“So now that we pretty much have everyone here, what are we going to do?” William asked.

“That’s why I’m here,” Drusilla replied. “Let me tell you, Miss Edith and I have some answers for you.”



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