Hey, Okay short summary. Only the kids belong to me, the adults are all
Joss's. Tomorrow (Spike and Buffy's) and Connor (Angel and Darla's) had
Anne. Tomorrow and Connor were living in Hollywood where Tom was a famous
actress, which is why Anne was in Boarding School, but still close enough
to see her parents. Anne is now fourteen when her parents are murdered. She
is going to live with Spike, because Spike won't let anybody else keep her,
including Angel and Cordy. Brian (Angel and Cordy's), Jessica (Riley and
Faith's), and Violet (Willow and Xander) are in college and back for spring
break.
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"Bloody Hell, I cannot believe Tomorrow would leave Annie with Nuns," Spike sighed as he cautiously approached the convent. "Like a Catholic Boarding School would do her any good." He smiled remembering the little blonde Annie of about five playing soccer with Brian, Jessica, and Violet, who were more than twice her age. "Poor kid, she doesn't have a clue that I'm here to take her back to Sunnydale forever. She thinks she's just spending spring break with Grandpa Spike."
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The car ride back to Sunnydale from L.A., usually a quick and relaxing trip was both long and awkward as neither Spike nor Anne, as she preferred to be called, was willing to talk.
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"Well Annie, you can go up to your mom's old room and start unpacking, I'll call you for dinner," Spike said too cheerfully as they walked through the door. "The whole family knows you're coming today so I'm preparing extra just in case they decide to barge in as they tend to do."
"Thanks Grandpa, but I'm kind of tired, maybe I'll just have dinner upstairs while I'm unpacking. I'll see everyone, but not yet, maybe tomorrow" and as the last word escaped her throat she bolted upstairs in tears.
"She knows," Spike thought in shock, "I don't know how she knows, but she knows."
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"Annie," He soothed sitting down on the bed where she was crying. "I'm so sorry I didn't tell you, that you had to find out some other way. I know you must hate me."
"Grandpa" a teary voice from under the pillow answered. "Do you know about the visions?"
"Of course I do. I just didn't think you had them."
"I never told mom. I saw them. I saw what happened and he stared straight at me and told me I was next. That I would die just like them."
"You won't ducks, I promise. This house is protected and nothing is getting at you as long as you are here with me, I promise. Now you need sleep. I'll get rid of everyone and we can talk more in the morning about how much exactly do you know, just rest now."
"But I'm too scared" she sighed with a yawn and fell back against her pillow asleep.
"More of Buffy in her than Tomorrow or Connor." Spike worriedly acknowledged as he closed the door. "She'll be a real handful and now she's on my hands."
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"Bloody Hell, I cannot believe Tomorrow would leave Annie with Nuns," Spike sighed as he cautiously approached the convent. "Like a Catholic Boarding School would do her any good." He smiled remembering the little blonde Annie of about five playing soccer with Brian, Jessica, and Violet, who were more than twice her age. "Poor kid, she doesn't have a clue that I'm here to take her back to Sunnydale forever. She thinks she's just spending spring break with Grandpa Spike."
^^^^^^^^^
The car ride back to Sunnydale from L.A., usually a quick and relaxing trip was both long and awkward as neither Spike nor Anne, as she preferred to be called, was willing to talk.
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"Well Annie, you can go up to your mom's old room and start unpacking, I'll call you for dinner," Spike said too cheerfully as they walked through the door. "The whole family knows you're coming today so I'm preparing extra just in case they decide to barge in as they tend to do."
"Thanks Grandpa, but I'm kind of tired, maybe I'll just have dinner upstairs while I'm unpacking. I'll see everyone, but not yet, maybe tomorrow" and as the last word escaped her throat she bolted upstairs in tears.
"She knows," Spike thought in shock, "I don't know how she knows, but she knows."
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"Annie," He soothed sitting down on the bed where she was crying. "I'm so sorry I didn't tell you, that you had to find out some other way. I know you must hate me."
"Grandpa" a teary voice from under the pillow answered. "Do you know about the visions?"
"Of course I do. I just didn't think you had them."
"I never told mom. I saw them. I saw what happened and he stared straight at me and told me I was next. That I would die just like them."
"You won't ducks, I promise. This house is protected and nothing is getting at you as long as you are here with me, I promise. Now you need sleep. I'll get rid of everyone and we can talk more in the morning about how much exactly do you know, just rest now."
"But I'm too scared" she sighed with a yawn and fell back against her pillow asleep.
"More of Buffy in her than Tomorrow or Connor." Spike worriedly acknowledged as he closed the door. "She'll be a real handful and now she's on my hands."