Chapter
11
Rebecca held her hand out to admire her
ring. “You kept it”
“Well not exactly luv” Spike admitted “I hid
it away not long after you passed. Demon
bloke I know came across it awhile back when the old house was being
demolished.”
Rebecca didn’t seem to hear him as she
inspected the ring more closely “It looks just the same, after all this time
it’s still like new.”
Spike glanced at Buffy briefly “Yeah well it
looked a lot worse a few weeks ago. Had
a bit of an incident at the crypt.” He turned to acknowledge
Rebecca smiled her thanks “That was so nice
of you Tara.” She reached forward to
give the Wicca a hug “I know what a good friend you’ve been to William. Thank you.”
Rebecca eyed the box curiously “So what else
did you keep?” She reached forward and
tried to pluck the box from his hands.
Spike twisted his body away from her
laughing “Always were a nosy chit weren’t you.”
He held the box high as Rebecca pressed against him reaching up on tip
toes trying to snatch the treasure.
Spike placed a quick kiss on the end of her
nose “Ask me nice and I might show you.”
Rebecca stood back slightly clasping her
hands demurely in front of her and gave him a coy look “Please William may I
look?” she began to run her hands lightly across his torso “I would be ever”
she place a small kiss on his jaw “ever” she began to pepper kisses along his
jaw until she reached his ear “so grateful” she finished by nipping lightly on
his earlobe.
Spike moaned loudly and wrapped his free arm
around Rebecca’s waist to pull her closer.
Spike gazed into his wife’s eyes and was lowering his head to kiss her
pouting lips when he was rudely interrupted.
“Spike!” Buffy shouted as she realised
things were about to get very heated.
Her hand was covering Dawn’s eye’s “Try to keep it PG 13 please.”
Dawn managed to squirm away from the
offending hand “You never let me see the good stuff” she pouted.
Rebecca was blushing as she hid her face
against her husband’s chest. She was not
used to having others around to witness their displays of affection. Spike merely smirked as he pulled his wife
towards the dining room. He sat down and
placed the box on the table before turning back to eye the others. “Well c’mon your all going to try an sneak a
look anyway.”
The other’s made there way over to the table
curious to discover what William had considered to be treasures.
Spike slowly opened the lid and pulled out
some pieces of paper “This is a letter from my Da.” He turned to his wife
“Remember our honeymoon.” He turned to the others “We had to come home early
cause my Da had passed on.” Spike
carefully unfolded the paper, running his fingers lightly over the flowing
script. “When we got home this letter
was waiting for me. He’d written it a
few days before he’d passed, he was telling me how proud he was of me and what
a wonderful choice of bride I’d made.”
Rebecca picked up the other piece of paper
and unfolded it carefully “Oh William! It’s my poem.”
The other’s looked at her expectantly
waiting to hear the story behind it.
“William wrote it for me shortly after we
became engaged” she carefully refolded the paper and held it close to her
heart. “He was away at
Spike reached back into the box and bought
out the miniatures. He carefully spread
them out on the table for the others to see “This is me mum Anne.” The group
carefully passed the picture around. “An this is me Da Edward.” The group studied the pictures carefully
searching for traces of Spike in their features.
Spike held on to the last one for a few
moments before passing it across “You haven’t seen this one Glinda.”
The group were surprised when they looked at
the small picture. Instead of the stiff
Victorian pose that was common of the day, the couple were facing each other
locked in an embrace and gazing lovingly into each others eyes.
Spike softly cleared his throat before he
spoke again “My Da had always wanted to be an artist, but he was the eldest son
so he had to follow his duty. He painted
this from memory as his gift to us. It
was with his letter when we came home.”
Spike looked into the box and pulled out the
remaining treasures. His mother’s
broach, a pair of small pearl earrings and a pendant.
Rebecca gasped in delight as she saw the
jewelry.
Spike fingered the broach “This was me
mum’s. Da gave it to her on their wedding
day.”
Rebecca picked up the earrings “William gave
these to me on my 16th birthday.”
She clipped them into place on her ears before reaching forward to grab
the pendant. “This was my mother’s”
Dawn peered at it closely “That looks like
Anya’s pendant.”
“That’s because my mother had it made to
duplicate Anyanka’s” Rebecca slipped the pendant around her neck
“Why would she do that?”
“Because Anyanka granted her wish”
“But Anya’s a vengeance demon.”
Rebecca placed the letters and pictures back
in the box and closed the lid before she started to speak. “Do you remember when I said that vengeance
demons are neutral?”
Nods came from everyone but Xander and Dawn
who just stared at her in confusion.
“They are drawn to a person’s desire for vengeance. How the wish is granted depends of the wish
maker’s intent.” Rebecca lifted her hand
up to finger the pendant. “My mother had
just been badly jilted by her betrothed, he had done it very publicly and she
was hurt and angry.”
“So Anya showed up to get her to wish for
vengeance.” Dawn cut in.
“That’s right. My mother was absolutely devastated and when
it came time for her wish, do you know what she wished for.” Rebecca smiled as
she remembered the story her mother had told her so many times. “She wished that she would find her soul
mate. Actually what I think she said was
she wished she could just fall into the lap of her one true love, and her
horrible ex-fiancé would see how happy they were together and regret what he
had done to her for the rest of his life.
She also wished the same thing for her children.”
Dawn was captivated by the story “So what
happened.”
Rebecca chuckled “About three months after
the whole scandal my mother was riding in the park in
“Wow” Dawn was almost bouncing in her seat
“So what happened to the ex-fiancé?”
“Oh he married some girl who turned into a
shrew. He ended up drinking and gambling
his fortune away in his unhappiness. It
was rumored that he blamed his wife for all his misfortune and would always say
how he should have married my mother instead.”
Dawn was sporting a huge smile “Ha serves
him right.” Her eyes widened as she remembered the last part of the wish. “So that means that Spike is your one true
love. When did you two meet?”
The others had remained quiet throughout
Rebecca’s story, all of them eager to learn more about what Spike had been like
when he was alive.
“William and I met when I was nine and he
was fourteen.” Rebecca snuggled into
Spike’s side “It was just after my parent’s had been killed and my uncle had
taken me to our country house. William’s
parents owned the estate next door.”
“So you were neighbors, is that how you
met?” Dawn rushed ahead trying to work out the story.
“Not exactly” Rebecca smiled at her interest
“I had snuck out of the house, trying to avoid my lessons. I decided to go down to the small glade at
the far end of the estate and climb trees.”
“She was a bit of a tomboy” Spike added
Rebecca punched his shoulder playfully
“Anyway I was high up in the branches of this tree when I looked down and
noticed this boy sitting below. He had
brown curly hair and was wearing glasses and reading a book. I was leaning down as far as I could, so I
could watch him when I slipped.”
Spike took over the story “I heard this
terrible noise and got up to investigate when this flurry of blue skirts and
brown hair came hurtling towards me from above.” Spike pulled his wife up onto his lap “She
crashed into me and we tumbled down a small slope and she ended up…”
“Sitting in your lap” Dawn squealed loudly
finishing the story “Oh my God just like your parent’s.”
Rebecca smiled and nodded
“That is so romantic” Dawn rushed around the
table to embrace them “So what happened then?”
“Well I was sitting there with this little
bundle on my lap, staring into the prettiest blue eyes I had ever seen and then
do you know what the little chit did.”
He looked up at Dawn “She kissed me on the cheek and told me she was
going to marry me.”
Dawn gasped “So what did you do?”
Rebecca laughed “He blushed beet red. He took my chin in his hand, looked me
straight in the eye and said ok.”
“Wow” sighed Dawn as she wandered dreamily
back to her seat to sit down. “It’s just
so romantic.”
The group sat round the table each caught up
in their own thoughts after Rebecca’s tale.
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Buffy was the first to break the silence
“I’m sorry to break this up guys, but we need to get moving if we’re going to
meet Anya at the cemetery in a few hours.”
Xander stood up and headed for the basement
“Got a tape measure Buff and I’ll get started with those measurements.”
“In the third drawer in the kitchen Xan”
Buffy yelled after him. She turned back
to Spike and Rebecca. “We decided that
if we’re going to face the council it’ll be safer if we’re all together.” Buffy stood and walked towards the kitchen
“We thought that if we put up a partition in the basement and put a bed down
there. You two could use it as your
room. Is that ok?”
The couple nodded their assent before rising
to follow her. The others all headed in different directions to prepare for the
night.
“
Buffy put the kettle on and started to pull
out mugs “Hot chocolate?”
“Thanks pet. Got any of those little…” Spike
gave Buffy a wide smile as she waved the packet of marshmallows.
“Rebecca I wanted to ask you about that
protection spell you spoke about.” Buffy
handed them each a mug.
“We can organize it tonight when we go to
Midian.” Rebecca offered.
“I asked
“What do you want us to do pet?”
Buffy started to shoo them away “Nothing,
hopefully Xander will have the bed set up tonight as well as a temporary
partition. I’ll get pizza later so we
can eat before we go.” She ushered the
couple towards the door. “
Spike just stared at Buffy in amazement; she
was actually encouraging him to spend more time with Rebecca. He smiled his thanks before leading his wife
back upstairs.
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Spike closed and locked the door behind them
“So we’ve been sent to our room like a pair of naughty children” he waggled an
eyebrow “Whatever will we do locked in this room all alone?”
Rebecca sat on the edge of the bed before
slowly leaning back on her elbows. “I
don’t know.” She stretched out fully across the bed “Any ideas?”
Spike growled before jumping up beside her,
bouncing up and down like a child.
Rebecca was laughing loudly as she was tossed about. Suddenly she sat up facing Spike and pulled
him close. “Well that was fun, but I can
think of a few other things we could do in this bed.” She slowly ran her hands down his body to cup
his backside.
Spike mirrored her actions “Really! What did you have in mind?” He pulled her even closer so that their
bodies pressed in all the right places.
“Well” Rebecca began as she slowly worked
her hands under his shirt “We’re a little over dressed for what I was thinking
of.”
“Oh are we?” Spike started unbuttoning her
top “Better do something about that then.”
He slid her top off and began kissing her shoulders.
Rebecca pushed him back “Not so fast
mister.” She lay back down “Entertain
me.”
Spike leaned over her “Bossy aren’t you?” he
gave her a hard kiss before standing up.
“So you want a show do you luv?”
“Most definitely”
Spike stood and studied his wife. They had played this game quite often during
their marriage. It would have been
considered the height of decadence to behave in such a manner in their
time. But neither of them really cared
for what was considered ‘proper’ when they were behind closed doors. Their passion for each other had eclipsed
everything else. “So luv what do you want
me to do first?”
“Take of your shirt” Rebecca’s voice was
starting to thicken with passion “Slowly”
Spike grabbed the hem of his shirt and
peeled it up his torso inch by inch before tossing it aside. He waited for his next instruction.
“Run your hands
across your chest”
Spike began to
move his hands sensually across his body, playing with his nipples so that they
hardened under his touch.
“Now start to
unbutton your pants.” Rebecca darted her tongue out to moisten her lips.
“That’s not how
it works luv.”
Rebecca pouted
before rising to stand in front of him just out of reach. She moved her
hands to the clasp of her bra fumbling slightly before she removed it.
She lightly ran her hands across her chest mimicking Spike’s movements.
“Buttons” she
murmured
Spike
slowly popped each button before nodding for his wife to do the same.
Rebecca undid
her zipper and continued on to slide her pants down her legs so that she could
step out of them.
Spike kicked
his jeans to the side so that he now stood completely naked before her.
Rebecca stood clad only in a pair of white cotton panties. They lifted
their hands and began to move them across the others body, not touching the
skin but passing close enough so that the other could feel the shift in the air
as the hand continued on its path.
“Seems that I’m
at a bit of a disadvantage” Spike indicated towards her panties before moving
closer. Their bodies were almost touching, Spike slid his hands down her
side so that they rested on her hips, palms beneath the cotton and thumbs
hooked on the outside. Slowly he began to inch his hands downwards until
he was kneeling in front of her. He looked up at her and smiled as she
stepped out of her panties.
Rebecca cupped
his chin in her hand and urged him to stand. The stood staring into the
others eyes for a few minutes before Rebecca stepped forward pressing her body
against his. Spike caught her mouth in a kiss before lifting her into his
arms and laying her on the bed.
Spike took a moment to stare down at her
“You sure about this?”
Rebecca merely nodded before pulling his
mouth back down to hers. She moaned into
his mouth as she felt his hand move downwards, Spike flicked her clit lightly
before inserting two fingers inside her heat.
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Buffy and Xander had just finished wrestling
a mattress onto the bed they had set up in the basement when the three girls
came down to join them.
“I was going to go clean my room but there
are noises happening up there that I am just too young to know about.” Dawn thought that was an ideal excuse for the
state of her room. Also the thought of
Spike doing ‘that’ with someone was like seeing your brother naked. Something you try to block from your mind at
all costs.
Xander commiserated with her “Yeah well be
thankful you haven’t been here the whole time.”
“Poor Xander”
“So this is where everyone is hiding” Giles
came down the stairs.
“Just trying to avoid the show” Xander
pointed towards the ceiling.
“Wise choice” Giles cast a glance upwards
“Do you think they’ll be much longer?”
Just then they heard a loud roar from Spike.
“Nope they’re finished now” Buffy commented
absently
Xander gulped loudly “I so don’t want to
know how you know that Buff.”
Buffy looked at him confused “But Xander I
told you that Spike and I…”
Xander moved to sit on the steps with his
fingers in his ears “La la la I can’t hear you”
he repeated as he fixed Buffy with his ‘Please leave me in my land of
denial’ look.