Little Buffy by Zarrah

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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 9

Spike froze when he heard Willow. He saw the beaming smile on her face and smiled, although he knew this was the end. No longer would he be a part of Buffy's life. No longer would she want him around.

He looked down at her. She was smiling at him. He smiled back at her and felt a wave of loneliness hit him, one that he knew all to well. One that had left for a short time, soon, it would know him again.

Grabbing Buffy's hand a little tighter, he slowly made his way out into the shop, to be greeted with happy, smiling faces.

Everyone turned to look at Buffy, smiles on their faces, knowing they would have their friend back soon.

"So, you found the spell then?" Spike asked the group, trying to smile unsuccessfully.

"Yeah, we just need to find all the components," Willow told him, as she continued looking through the spell book.

"How long...till you change her back?"

"What's wrong Spike...getting scared? I told you this would all be over soon," Xander said chuckling as Spike and Buffy glared at him. "What are you gonna do when it's back to business as usual and she can't stand the sight of you?"

Spike clenched his jaw tightly. He had taken enough jabs from the whelp to last him two lifetimes. He rolled his eyes at him, holding back a few choice words and turned his attention back to Willow.

Willow smiled at Spike, knowing what he was feeling. She knew how much he enjoyed being around and felt bad for him. "Probably just another day or so; depends on how long it takes to get all the ingredients for the spell ready."

"I see," Spike said nodding his head at her.

"Can we play now?" Buffy asked looking up at Spike.

"Sure thing pet," Spike said smiling back down at her. "Let's go see what we can find."

Xander glared at Spike as he sat with Buffy at the counter and helped her draw. He grinned to himself knowing he'd enjoy watching Spike get left out in the cold after Buffy got back to normal.

"Xander, stop doing that," Willow told him softly, as she watched him glare dagger's at Spike. "Just leave him alone."

"What...I wasn't doing anything."

Willow sighed and rolled her eyes. "You don't have to be so mean all the time. He's helped out alot since all this happened."

"So, I don't like the guy. Hasn't ever been a secret. No reason to act all chummy to him now just because Buffy's too young to know any better."

Willow rolled her eyes again and went back to her book. This is gonna be fun, she thought to herself.


Everyone was gathered in the Summer's living room, discussing the particular's of the spell. Everyone seemed happy about the transformation taking place, although a few had there own selfish reasons for wanting to keep her little.

"But why can't we just leave her for a little while longer?" Dawn asked whining. "I mean, she's not hurting anything and it's nice to have her around all the time."

"Dawn, you know we can't do that. She would want to be herself. It's hard to tell what she's going to do when we bring her back anyway," Willow tried to reason with Dawn.

Dawn sat down on the sofa and crossed her arms over her chest. "Well, when she gets back to normal, she's not going to have anything to do with me....just like before."

"Dawn, you know that's not true."

"Yes it is." Dawn said hatefully.

"I think that big girl Dawn is mad," Buffy said, looking up at Spike.

"No, she's just a little upset s'all. She'll be fine," Spike told her as he sat and helped her color.

"Maybe I could make her a picture. That will make her feel better," Buffy said as she colored.

Spike smiled at her. "Yeah, I think that'd be a real good idea. She'd like that."


Spike walked slowly to Buffy's the next evening. As much as he wanted to be there for the spell, he dreaded it just the same. He had spent the last week with her everyday and knew he'd miss the little girl that had treated him like a person and not just a thing.

Walking up the front steps, he sighed heavily before knocking on the door.

Dawn opened the door and stomped off leaving him standing there without even saying a word. Spike shook his head and let himself in before heading to the living room. What he saw made him instantly sad. Everything was set up and ready to go.

"Hey Spike!" Buffy squealed when she saw him.

"Hey Buffy," Spike said as she ran over to him.

"I get to go see my mommy soon," she told him excitedly.

Spike looked up at everyone and wondered who had told her that. If Buffy remembered anything about this, he knew the 'mommy' lie would be the hardest part about it all.

"That's great pet," he told her sadly.

"Why are you here?" Xander asked Spike from his perch on the arm chair.

Spike rolled his eyes and sighed. "Can we not do this right now whelp? I thought I might talk to Buffy before you all change her back."

"Why, gonna try and persuade her into liking we when she gets back normal?"

Spike looked at everyone in the room before looking back down at Buffy. "Come on pet, let's go talk a minute, okay?" He said before taking her hand.

"Don't take to long Spike...we're gonna start soon," Willow told him quietly.

"Sure thing Red."

Spike led Buffy through the kitchen and out the back door. He wanted to talk to her one last time before things went back to normal. Sitting on the steps, he smiled at her as she sat right beside him.

"Will you still come see me when my mommy takes me home?" Buffy asked him scooting a little closer to him.

"Well, I'd like to...but I think when you get around all your friends, you're gonna be to busy to hang around me," Spike told her, smiling lightly.

"No I won't," she said smiling back at him. "You could come and play with me. My mommy won't care."

"Well, I'll tell you what....if, when you get back and you want me around, I'll be here."

Buffy smiled brightly at him. "Okay."

"Spike...we're ready," Willow said as she stuck her head out the door and smiled at them.

"Yeah, be right there," Spike told her. "Well ducks, guess we need to get back in there," he told her as he stood up.

"Okay," Buffy said giggling.

"What's so funny?" Spike asked her amused

"You always call me funny names," she said as they approached the door.

"Well then, I guess it's only fair for you to call me funny names too." he said smiling.

Buffy stopped and looked up at him. She leaned her head to one side and smiled. "I'll call you Frosty,"

Spike laughed at her. "Why would you call me Frosty?"

"Cause your hairs always white like Frosty's head," she told him giggling louder.

"Okay...just for now, you can call me Frosty," Spike said shaking his head as he smiled down at her. "But don't tell anyone!"

"Okay," Buffy said as Spike opened the door and led her back to the Living Room.

Spike entered the Living Room and Buffy was quickly led away. Willow brought her back shortly after, wrapped in Buffy's 'normal' robe.

"But this one is too big," Buffy complained as Willow sat her in the circle they had drawn on the Living Room floor.

"It'll be only have to wear it for a few minutes," Willow said.

Buffy huffed a little and crossed her small arms over her chest. Spike smiled when he saw her. Nothing ever changes, he thought as he saw his little Slayer, still getting upset when things didn't go her way.

"Well, I think we're ready, Giles," Willow said, smiling big.

"Yes, well let's get this started."

As Giles started the spell, Spike looked over at Buffy and gave her a small smile as she looked at him. When she turned her head, he quietly backed out of the room and left. As much as he wanted to stay, he knew Buffy wouldn't want him there when she was 'normal' again.

As he walked down the walk-way and stepped onto the sidewalk, he paused and turned to the house before he saw a flash of blue light. "Welcome back Slayer," he said softly as he turned and started home.


"Buffy?" Willow asked quietly as she saw her friend sitting on the floor.

"Uh, someone want to tell me...what's going on?" Buffy asked confused as she looked around the room.

Everyone smiled as they took in the sight of their friend. "It's a long story," Willow said, grinning big.

"I guess so," Buffy said as she pulled her robe tightly around her and stood. She looked around the room, glancing at everyone there. She smiled weakly at them before stepping out of the circle. "Well, I'm really tired. I think I'm gonna go on up to bed. You can fill me in on everything tomorrow...okay Will?" Buffy said as she walked to the stairs. "Good Night."

Everyone stared at her as she went up the stairs to her room.

"Is it just me...or is she acting weird?" Xander asked.

"Well, she did just go through something pretty dramatic...maybe she's just freaked," Willow said, looking concerned.

"Yes...she will need time to adjust," Giles told them. "We can see if she remembers anything tomorrow."



Buffy sat quietly and ate her breakfast as Willow told her everything that happened. She had a very hard time hearing about everything from so many different points of view. What Willow told her was completely different from the events Xander had explained and it was getting more confusing by the second.

"So, you don't remember any of it?" Willow asked Buffy with a frown.

Buffy looked at the faces of her friends and smiled. "Nope...sorry, not a thing."

"Well, we were afraid of that," Giles told her as he looked relieved. "It is probably for the best."

"Yeah, why's that?" Buffy asked him.

Everyone just sat and stared at her.

Dawn sighed and turned to look at her. "They're just saying that because they don't want you to remember Spike and everything he did for you," she said, still mad at everyone for turning Buffy back so quickly.

Buffy looked over at Dawn, confusion clearly clouding her face. "Spike...what did he do?"

Dawn grinned big at her sister. "You wouldn't let him out of your sight. When he was here, you were hanging all over him. He sat with you when Willow and I had school and he played with you."

"Really?" Buffy asked as she continued to look at her sister.

"Yep...he even sat with you every night when you slept so you wouldn't have bad dreams."

"Huh.," Buffy said as she stared off in space.

"I tried to make him leave Buff...but you got a little defensive," Xander told her with a grin.

Buffy looked up at him and grinned. "Yeah, how so?"

Xander chuckled at her before a pained look crossed his face. "Well, you kicked me...'hard'...and called me a ..what was it again...oh, a 'poophead'," he said, earning a laugh from everyone...even Buffy. "Well, thank goodness you're all normal again and we won't have to put up with Spike anymore."

Buffy gave him a little smile before standing up. "Well, I think I'm gonna get dressed," she said before turning to leave.

"Well, looks like she took it pretty well," Willow said after Buffy had left the room.

"Yeah, unless she went upstairs to off herself," Xander commented, as everyone glared at him. "What...if I had played nice with the evil-undead, I'd off myself too."

Everyone rolled their eyes at him as they all quietly filed out of the kitchen, leaving him standing alone.


Spike walked slowly through the streets of Sunnydale. He had been by Buffy's earlier and had wanted to talk to her when he saw that she was back to her normal self, but knew she wouldn't want a 'social' call from him. Sighing lightly, he headed for the only place in town to drown his sorrows...and possibly catch a glimpse of her.

Making his way inside the Bronze, he hoped to find a way to ease the lonely feeling he had been having since he had last seen her.

"Hey, what can I get ya?" the bar keep asked as Spike sat himself down at the bar.

"Beer," he replied, looking out over the crowd of people gathered there.

"Here you go."

"Thanks mate," Spike told him as he picked up his drink and moved through the throng of people. He positioned himself in the shadows away from the crowds, and sat quietly.

"Well, well...if it isn't the bleached wonder. How's it going to feel knowing Buffy don't want you around anymore?" Xander asked Spike as he walked up behind him, laughing slightly.

Spike rolled his eyes. "Don't you ever go away?"

"I ask the same question about you all the time just keep popping up," Xander said glaring at Spike.

"Whatever whelp...not in the mood for a verbal battle tonight, so run along and play." Spike said, shooing him away with his hand.

Xander laughed. "Now see, here I was, coming over here to talk and you want to be all snotty. Well, here's a little bit of information for you...Spike. Buffy doesn't remember 'anything' of her 'Little self", so I guess that leaves you out in the cold, again.where you belong."

Spike looked up at Xander, wishing his chip was out so he could knock the smug look off his face. "So, she doesn't remember anything?" he asked quietly.

"Nope...not one little bit. Good thing to, not sure you'd still be here if she did. She'd probably dust you just to save face...I would."

Spike stood up from his chair and gave Xander a hard look before he quietly left him standing. He felt bad enough with the whelp making it worse. Exiting the club, he walked back to his crypt, hoping a little alone time would be the best way to deal with everything he was feeling.


Buffy dusted her sixth vamp and smiled as she dusted herself off. It felt good to be active again. Although Giles had insisted she take it easy for a few days, she had heard enough stories of her time as a toddler to last her a life time.

Making her way through the cemetery, she had one goal in mind. To pay a certain bleached blonde a visit.

Buffy opened the door of Spike's crypt and walked inside. He was sitting in his chair staring at the wavy lines on his TV.

"Hey," she said quietly as she walked over to where he was.

Spike turned his head and smiled weakly at her. "Hey Slayer...what brings you by?"

"Just'd come by...and know, to ...umm..."

"Spit it out Slayer, you're babbling."

Buffy smiled and took a deep breath. "Spike, I just wanted to say Thank You for everything you did. Dawn and Willow told me how you took care of me...and well, I just wanted to say Thanks," she said, in one long breath.

Spike smiled brightly at her. "Not a problem Slayer."

Buffy leaned up against the column and stared at him. She never noticed how his eyes always sparkled when he smiled...not that he smiled that much, maybe it was because he never had a reason to. She smiled back at him and looked around before looking back over at him.

"So, Xander tells me you don't remember anything. Good thing I guess," Spike told her as he stared at her.

"Yeah, that's what they've all been telling me. I suppose they think I'm not strong enough to handle it. Imagine that, the Slayer not being able to handle a little toddler time," she said giggling.

Spike smiled bigger at her and leaned his head sideways. He could still see the little girl when he looked at her, and the giggle was still the same.

Buffy saw the intense stare he was holding her in and was starting to get a little fidgety. "Well, I guess I better go."

"Oh, yeah....your friends probably have lot's more stories for ya," Spike said as she started for the door.

"Don't remind me," Buffy said with a small smile. "If I have to hear one more little cute story I might have to slay one of them."

Spike stood as she approached the door and walked over to her. "Yeah, well...I have to admit, you were pretty cute," he told her grinning.

Buffy turned to face him and walked over to where he was standing. She reached up and gave him a small kiss on the cheek, much to his surprise. "Thanks Spike...I won't ever forget what you did. It means a lot," she told him softly.

Spike smiled a little as the spot her lips had touched his face still stung with the warmth of her. "Anytime...Slayer." he said softly.

Buffy smiled up at him. "Well, I'll see ya around Spike."

"Goodnight Buffy," Spike said

Buffy turned to the door and paused as she stepped out onto the landing. She turned to face him and grinned brightly as she looked at him. "Goodnight....Frosty," she said, winking at him and giggling at the expression on his face.

Spike stood there staring at her as she turned to leave. Did she just call me Frosty? he asked himself. "Hey...wait a minute!" Spike said as Buffy walked down the steps, laughing. "You do remember!"

Buffy's laughter could be heard all over the cemetery as she walked away.

"Slayer, get back here!" Spike yelled grinning as he watched Buffy leave. He smiled big as he realized she remembered everything that had happened.......maybe things wouldn't be so bad after all.

The End.


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