Chapter
Twenty-Five
Joyce's House
"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" Madison yelled as her Buffy walked into the house.
Buffy bent over and picked her daughter up. "Hey Baby. Did you have fun at the
park?"
"Yep! I met a boy."
"Really?" Buffy asked looking over her daughter's head towards where Spike was
now standing. Spike just shrugged his shoulders.
"He just moved here with his mommy."
"And what is this boy's name?"
"Ryan. He's five, but he'll be six soon."
"Oh, an older man I see." Buffy said as she put Madison back down.
"Not that much older."
"If you say so. Now, why don't you go and see if Grams needs and help finishing
dinner."
"Okay." Madison said as she ran out of the room.
"How'd it go with Peaches?" Spike asked as he pulled Buffy against him.
"He wasn't in the best of moods when I showed up."
"He didn't do anything to you did he?" Spike held Buffy an arms length away and
started to look her over.
"No." Buffy answered.
"Do you know what he was mad about?" Spike asked.
"I think it had something to do with Darla."
"The secretary?"
"Yeah. When I came in he was asking where she was and looking out his office
window."
"Trouble in paradise, that can't be good." Spike said sarcastically.
"Whatever it was, Angel was pissed.
"What happened when you gave him the papers?" Spike asked leading her into the
living room and over to the couch.
"He was shocked at first, and I told him that I thought it was better for me to
give them to him instead of by courier or something like that."
"Do you think he'll sing them?"
Buffy shook her head. "Not right now, no."
"Then we'll have to come up with a way to get him to sign them sooner."
"What do you have in mind?"
"Nothing yet, but I'll let you know the moment I do." Spike said kissing her on
the forehead.
"And what about your divorce to Drusilla?" Buffy asked.
"My lawyer is working everything out now. I told him that I want Dru to have the
flat in New York as well as the car."
"What do you want?"
"A few of my personal things, like photos of my mum, photos of you and I that I
kept over the years, stuff like that."
"And what about money?"
"Dru's got all the money she'll ever need. I get everything I've earned from my
book sales and public appearances. Along with the money my mum left me when she
passed away." Spike stated. "I can afford to send Madison to any college she
wants to attend, and enough so that if you never wanted to work again you
wouldn't have to."
"The same goes for you."
"How's that?" Spike asked.
"My grandparents left me a trustfund so that I was never left wanting anything
as long as I lived. I can afford to send our daughter, and whatever number of
children we may have to whichever school they want. And you Mr. Cavanaugh never
have to work again if you don't want to."
"But I do."
"As do I. But it's nice to know that neither of us has to. There's just one rule
I have." Buffy stated.
"And that would be?"
"Our children never know, and the town never knows. I don't want money to affect
the way people treat us, and I don't want Madison to ever think she's better
than someone else because her family has more money than others."
"I couldn't agree more."
"Good." Buffy said standing up and hold out a hand to Spike. "Now that that's
settled let's go eat, I'm starved."
"You know from someone so tiny you sure do eat a lot." Spike said as he followed
Buffy into the dinning room.
*****
'The Montgomery Mansion'
"Mommy what are we doing here?" Ryan asked as his mother knocked on the large
wooden door.
"Meeting the person who's responsible for us being here."
"Oh, okay."
Knock-Knock
"May I help you?" One of the maids asked as she opened the door.
"I'm here to see Mr. Montgomery."
"And you are?"
"Early." Angel answered as he walked over towards the door.
"You know this woman Sir?"
"Yes, she's a client." Angel replied.
"Oh, terribly sorry. Do come in." The maid said as she stepped out of the way.
"Thank you."
"And who might this be?" Angel asked as he bent down to be at an even level with
Ryan."
"I'm Ryan."
"Hello Ryan. I'm Mr. Montgomery, but you can call me Angel."
"Hi."
"Why don't you go with Holly to the play room while your mother and I talk."
Ryan looked up at his mother.
"It's alright, you can go."
"Holly, will you take our young guest to the play room."
"Yes Sir." Holly answered as she walked over to Ryan and led him away.
Angel straitened himself before turning around. "If you'd follow me this way we
can talk in my office."
"Alright."
"You have a very handsome son." Angel stated as he closed the door behind them.
"Thank you."
"Why'd you take this offer?" Angel asked as he settled down in his desk chair.
"I need the money." The woman replied as she took a seat in one of the chairs in
front of the desk.
"You're aware of the pain this might cause your son?"
"I am."
"Very well." Angel said before pulling out an envelope. "All the information you
need can be found inside this, as well as your new bank account number, keys to
your apartment here in town and a car. All your son's paper work has been taken
care of so he can start his new school on Monday."
"Alright." She said taking the envelope.
"You'll be given a job at my firm as one of my secretaries, which you will start
on Monday as well."
"Fine."
"I'll let you know any new information then. Where are you staying?"
"Sunnydale Motel."
"One of my drivers will take you there to pick up your belongings and then take
you to your apartment."
"Okay." The woman said as she stood up and walked towards the door.
"Oh, and Ms. Kendall." Angel called out.
"Yeah?" She asked turning back to face him.
"Don't mess this up."
"I won't." Harmony said before walking out of the office.
*****
TBC. . .
“Mr. Montgomery’s office. Harmony speaking, how can I help you?”
“. . .”
“One moment please.” Harmony said placing the person on the other end of the phone on hold before pushing the intercom for Angel’s office down. “Mr. Montgomery you have a call on line two.”
“Who is it?” Angel’s voice came back through.
“A woman, she didn’t give her name.” Harmony answered.
“Did she say why she was calling?” Angel asked with a sigh.
“Something to do with your son.”
“I don’t have a son.”
“I’m just telling you what she told me.”
“Alright. Go ahead and put her through.”
“Sure thing Boss.” Harmony replied transferring the call into Angel’s office.
“Liam Montgomery speaking.” Angle answered.
“I see Ms. Kendall had made it to you.”
“Darla?”
“Are there anymore woman out there carrying your unborn sons?”
“Where are you?” Angel demanded.
“Someplace you can’t find me.”
“I can find anyone I want with the right amount of money. You of all people should know that Darla.”
“I’ll let myself be found when I’m ready Liam, and not a moment before.”
“You can’t keep me from my child.” Angel yelled.
“You’ve got a few more months before that becomes an issue.”
“When are you coming back?” Angel asked in a softer tone than before.
“When you stop playing these games. Let her go Liam. Let her be happy with the man she loves and the child they share together.”
“I can’t do that.”
“No, you won’t do that. There’s a difference. I can give you everything she no longer wants to. I’m already carrying your child. Something she has yet to do.”
“That’s not the point.”
“Do you love me?”
“Of course I do.” Angel sighed. “Do you think I would have risked all my years with Elizabeth if I didn’t.”
“Than let her go.”
“No.”
“I can’t believe you. You say you love me, but you won’t give up on a woman who longer loves you.”
“Elizabeth and I are perfect together, and that’s the way it’s going to stay.”
“You’re a fool Liam. The further you push this the more you’re going to lose when all’s said and done.”
“Than it’s a good thing I’m not going to lose.”
“You already have.” Was the last thing that was heard before the line went dead.
TBC. . .
“So, what do you think?” Spike asked as Buffy looked around their new apartment.
“It’s amazing. How’d you do this all so fast?” Buffy asked turning to face him.
“I called Anya, Anya called a few people, and here we are. Do you think Madison will like it? I know it’s not exactly what she’s grown up with.”
“She’ll love it Spike.”
“Now, just remember this is only temporary. As soon as our house is finished we’re out of here.”
“Our house.” Buffy smiled. “I love when you say that.”
“That’s what it’s going to be, is it not? As soon as all the work is done nothing will keep us from moving there together.”
“It most defiantly will be our house.”
“And after things with Angel are over with maybe it’ll be where we have our wedding?” Spike asked.
“Are you asking me to marry you?” Buffy asked back.
“Not right now. But know this, after your divorce to legal a question is going to be asked.”
“Than you should know that your question will get a positive answer.”
“Good to know.” Spike said pulling Buffy into a romantic kiss. “What say we give these rooms a proper seeing to?” Spike grinned.
“Not Madison’s room.” Buffy stated with a serious face.
“You’ve got yourself a deal Luv.”
‘Angel’s Office’
“Harmony can I see you in my office for a moment?” Angel called through the intercom.
“I’ll be right there.” Harmony answered back. “What can I do for you Boss?” She asked as she entered the room.
“Not call me that for one, and close the door.”
“Sorry Bo. . .Mr. Montgomery. What can I do for you?” She asked taking a seat across from his desk after making sure the door was shut.
“I assume that your apartment was to your liking?”
“Very.”
“Good, I like to keep those important to me happy. And your son?” Angel asked.
“He loves the place. It’s much nicer than where we were living before.”
“I’m glad. Now, the reason I asked you in here.”
“Yeah?”
“I’ve just been told that my wife and her lover are ready to move into the apartment they’ll be sharing until the house she bought is ready to be lived in.”
“Your wife has a house and a new apartment? Wow! She must be rich even without you.”
“The house is hers’, while the apartment is being paid for by him. And she is.”
“Oh. So, what do you want me to do?” Harmony asked.
“Write down this phone number and address.” Angel said handing her a fax.
“Alright.” Harmony said after copying the information on a small piece of paper.
“I want you to call that number ever hour on the hour using this phone.” Angel told her while handing a small cell phone over. “It’s a copied number so they won’t be able to trace and of the calls made back to you or me.”
“Okay.”
“Now, whenever anyone answers I want you to hung up on them before saying anything. Also if that phone ever rings you are not to answer it. Better yet don’t even turn the ringer on.” Angel explained.
“Okay.”
“Keep calling them like that for a few days and than we’ll move onto the next step. Do you understand that?” Angel asked.
“Yes.” Harmony answered looking up from the phone.
“Let’s see. Make the call.”
“Okay.” Harmony said before dialing the number in.
“Hello?” Buffy’s voice filled the room. “Hello?”
Harmony hung up the phone when Angel nodded to her.
“So?”
“Good. Now make another call in an hour and so on after that.”
“Alright.”
TBC. . .