Little Buffy by Zarrah

ReviewsRating: PG

Summary: Post-OMWF. A spell to bring out of her gloomy mood backfires causing a small problem for the scooby's.

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Chapter 7

Research was going extremely slow as the occupants of the Summer's home had a hard time concentrating. Giles couldn't take his eyes off of Buffy. He was still trying to get over the shock of seeing her as a little girl. Buffy's fondness to Spike was his only real concern at the moment.

Giles watched as Buffy and Spike sat and colored. He had never seen her smile so much. She was truly happy at the moment. He almost hated taking this away from her.

"'s almost time for bed. We need to get you in the bathtub," Dawn said as she walked into the Living Room.

Buffy looked up at Dawn when she spoke to her. "Okay, I'm almost done," she said looking back down at what she was doing.

Buffy finished her picture and helped Spike put the crayons away before she stood up. "Spike you're not gonna leave are ya?" She asked him as he stacked up the books.

"No, I'll stay for a while if you want me to," Spike told her.

"Even when I sleep?"

"Yeah, even when you sleep," he said smiling at her.

Buffy smiled brightly at him and hugged his neck before running towards the steps where Dawn was waiting. "I'll be right back," she said excitedly, turning back to Spike before going up the steps.

Spike chuckled at her as he stood and picked up the books and crayons and returned them to the box Willow had Buffy's `toys' in. He smiled as he looked at the dolls that were there as he placed the books inside. As he turned around, he saw Giles staring at him and sighed heavily as he walked to the arm chair and sat down.

"Alright Watcher, out with it," he said as he looked over at Giles.

Giles removed his glasses and cleaned them before looking back up at Spike. "Well, I was just curious as to how you were going to handle all this when Buffy is back to normal. You do know there is a very good possibility that she will not remember any of this."

"I know."

"Yes well....I know you're feelings for Buffy and all this attention she is showing you....well, I hope you know it has absolutely nothing to do with Buffy's true feeling where you are concerned."

Spike leaned his head over to the side and looked at Giles. He could sense that Giles didn't actually believe his own theory. He smiled thinking maybe Buffy actually `did' like him in some way. He hoped Buffy remembered every detail of her `little adventure' and would finally see he wasn't the heartless monster she thought he was.

"You don't know that Rupert. You actually think she'd tell the lot of you how she really felt about me?"

"Yes, I think she would and has. It's not healthy to hang on to the delusions that she will ever return your feelings, that is if they are in fact real. I'm still not so sure that they are," Giles said.

Spike rolled his eyes and shook his head. "You bleedin' Watcher's think you know so much. You haven't a clue to what vampires really are. We feel emotions just the same as you do."

"Yes, well that's never been confirmed."

"HELLO! Vampire here. I know what I feel. Those soddin' journals of yours are filled with lies and misinformation," Spike stated loudly as he was starting to get irritated.

Giles just sat there looking at Spike. He knew Spike did show the capacity to show emotions, but Love? That was one he was sure a demon could not posses."

Buffy bounced back down the steps in her pajama's, ready for bed. She smiled as she entered the Living Room and walked over to Spike. "I'm back!" She squealed as she stood beside his chair.

"That you are. You ready for bed now?" Spike asked her.

"Uh huh," Buffy said smiling.

"Alright then, tell everyone goodnight."

Buffy turned and said goodnight and grabbed Spike's hand as he stood. They were almost to the steps when Giles stopped them.

"Buffy, umm I'm not sure it's such a good idea to have Spike stay in your room at night with you," he said as he stood up from the couch and approached them.

Buffy gripped Spike's hand tighter and she stepped closer to him as Giles approached.

"Why don't you let Dawn or Willow sit with you?" Giles asked as he leaned down to be eye level with her.

"No," Buffy said whining a little. "Spike keeps the monsters away."

"Yes well, I'm sure Dawn can do the same."

"No she can't. She's not strong enough," Buffy told him as he straightened up.

Giles sighed as he looked down at her. "Well, what if I came up with you or Xander?"

Buffy shook her head no at him. "You're too old to chase monsters and I don't want that mean guy up there," she said glancing up nervously up at Spike.

"I'm not to old Buffy. I can sit and watch as well as Spike can."

"But you can't fight them like Spike does."

"And exactly when was the last time Spike has had to fight the monsters?" Giles asked, getting irritated at the situation.

"He always does. Everytime they come," she said putting on hand on her hip. "He puts on his mean face and kills them!"

Spike and Giles both looked down at her before looking at each other wide eyed.

"What do you mean.....he puts on his mean face?" Giles asked.

Buffy shook her head and sighed. "His mean face. With his big teeth and yellow eyes. He growls at the monsters and then he kills them."

Giles looked at Spike. "You didn't tell her...about...," he asked as he motioned towards his face with his finger.

"Well no," Spike said shaking his head. "I'm not stupid you know."

"Then how....Buffy does Spike's mean face scare you?"

"Nom" she said looking at Giles before smiling as she looked up at Spike.

"Have you ever seen anyone else with the `mean' face?" Giles asked her.


"When?" Giles asked, in full Watcher mood, trying to figure out what she was talking about.

"In my dreams. But they're all mean guys. Spike hits `em and they fall like dirt," Buffy said with a yawn.

"I see..," Giles said. "Well, you go on up to bed Buffy. I guess it will be alright for Spike to sit with you for a little while," Giles said before turning and going back to the Living Room.

Buffy and Spike walked up the stairs as Giles sat heavily on the couch. He turned to Willow and looked at her before speaking. "Do you suppose she is having dreams of actual fights Spike has helped her with?"

"It's possible," Willow said, having heard the whole conversation. "I mean, it sounds like she was talking about Spike's grrr face. She would have had to have dreamed that. We haven't mentioned that Spike's a vampire. I'm not even sure she knows what a vampire is."

"Most interesting," Giles stated as he started cleaning his glasses...again. "This may explain her bond with Spike now. If she feels safe with him..."

"Hey, I just remembered!" Willow said smiling as she interrupted him. "When we first brought her home, after her turning little she said Spike made her feel funny. Like someone was tickling her on the neck whenever he was around."

"Amazing," Giles said looking astonished. "Her slayer senses must still be in tact," he added before getting a far off look on his face.

"Yeah or some at least," Willow said. "Oh, I wonder if she has any fighting skills or strength?" she asked smiling.

Giles looked over at her and smiled. "It would be most interesting to find out. I'll take her to the shop tomorrow and see what she can do," he said, looking thoroughly pleased at having a four year old Slayer.


Spike pulled the cover's up over Buffy and kissed her forehead as she looked up at him smiling.

" I always in your dreams?" Spike asked her curious about what she had told them.

"Yeah, most of the times."

"Are you in them?"

"Uh huh, but I'm a big girl. I fight the monsters too," she said smiling. "We kill them together sometimes."

"I see," Spike said knowing for sure she was definitely dreaming of their past battles.

Spike looked at her and leaned his head sideways when he noticed the frown that now covered her face. "What's wrong?" He asked her as he saw her eyes fill with tears before she spoke.

"Sometimes...I'm mean to you in my dreams," she said as a tear fell down her face. "I don't mean to be, but I am. And sometimes I hit you too."

Spike looked at her and smiled weakly as he reached up and brushed her tears away as they fell. "It's alright pet. I don't mind," he told her softly as she looked at him.

"You're not mad?" She asked him, looking a little scared he would be.

"No, I know you don't really mean to," Spike answered her smiling.

"I'm sorry Spike. I don't mean it. Don't leave me. I'll be good," Buffy cried as she sat up and hugged him.

"Shhh...It's okay Buffy. Don't cry. I'm not ever gonna leave you," Spike said as he hugged her back. "I could never be mad at you," he told her as he ran his hand down the back of her head.

Buffy cried softly for a few minutes and sniffled a few times before she stopped and looked up at Spike. She smiled at him before she reached up and kissed him on the cheek. "Night Spike," Buffy said sleepily. "love you," she added as she laid down and closed her eyes.

Spike stared at her as he felt his eyes stinging with his own tears, shocked at her words. "I love you to Buffy," he choked out softly. He was so overcome with emotion as he replayed her whispered `love you' over in his mind he could barely speak. He smiled, knowing that this `Little Buffy' had meant it. If only the `real' you could see me the way you do know, he thought as he watched her sleep. He wiped his tears away and smiled big. Someday... you will.


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