Okay, I'm gonna clear up the Cordelia/Connor thing. I've always seen Cordelia as Connor's mother, following Darla's death. Basically, I'm kinda ignoring their whole relationship in season 4, as it was totally wrong and I'm having them move on from that as surrogate mother/son. Connor even mentions that in the comic books, that Cordelia is his surrogate mother. So that's how I see it really and I'm just trying to establish that mother/son relationship Connor and Cordelia should really be having

16.  Transylvania

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Knock, knock!

Frowning, Dracula got up from his comfy couch and headed over to the front door, just as his demonic manservant, Butterfield, reached there first and opened it for him

“Dracula!” Spike cried in mock happiness, wearing his game face, “Ow!”

“What brings you here, Spike?” Dracula asked calmly

“Why the hell did you hit me for?” Spike asked

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Because you had to pay me that eleven pounds,” Spike grinned

“Who is this half-breed?” Illyria asked

“I think it’s Dracula,” Lindsey answered, “So, this is the real deal huh? Looks like a little gothic ponce”

Dracula glared at Lindsey, before raising his hand to his face. Spike, however, knocked his hand down, as Dracula swung his fist, striking Spike, before grabbing him by the shirt and throwing him inside. Spike rolled onto his feet, as Illyria and Lindsey stepped inside, Butterfield closing the door behind them

“Wow, nice place,” Lindsey commented

“The palaces of my time were much grander than this,” Illyria stated boredly

Spike deflected Dracula’s fist and elbowed him in the face, before kneeing him in the stomach. Dracula caught Spike on the chin with a high kick, making him stumble back, as he followed through with a punch that threw Spike onto his back. Dracula grabbed a makeshift stake and held it over Spike’s chest, but he caught his wrist

“Gonna stake me, huh?” Spike asked, “Go on, do it. I dare you”

Dracula sighed and threw the stake aside. Spike frowned, resuming his human face as he got up. Dracula stood by the mantle, running a hand through his hair

“I’m not going to stake you, Spike”

“Drakky?”

Spike turned around to the sound of the young voice. A girl of about four years old was standing in the doorway, clutching a teddy bear, her long brown hair falling around her face as she looked at Spike with puzzled blue eyes

“She looks a hell of a lot like-” Spike thought

“Because of your daughter right there,” Dracula said

“-Drusilla. Hang on…daughter?!”

“Daughter?” Spike voiced his thoughts, “What do you mean, daughter?”

“Your daughter with Drusilla,” Dracula answered, “Don’t ask me how. All I know is that four years ago, Drusilla showed up, pregnant and stating that you were the father. She died during the birth”

“Vampires can’t have children,” Lindsey said, “Well, except for Angel and Darla”

“Four years ago? Oh, now I remember. When Drusilla last came to Sunnydale, before I tried to stake her to prove my love to Buffy. We got together and-”

“Is that my daddy who you told me about?” the young girl asked

Spike headed over to her and knelt before her, as she stared at him

“What’s your name?” he asked

“Elena,” she answered softly

“Elena. I like that name,” he said, a smile forming on his face

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“They’re gone,” Gunn said, “They’ve skipped town”

“Well, that sucks,” Ava said with a frown, “Any idea where they’ve gone?”

“No, got none. They just packed up and cleared out within hours of the assault”

“Okay, okay, where would they go? Not back to Los Angeles”

“Why not?” Gunn asked

“Why would they? It wouldn’t make sense”

“In that case then, they would continue east. So it’s east we go”

“How far?”

“Until we find them”

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“So, what brings you to Transylvania?” Dracula asked

Spike wasn’t listening to him, as he watched Elena play with her toys. Illyria was watching the child with slight fascination, while Lindsey was the only one paying attention to the legendary vampire

“We’re trying to avoid the Senior Partners,” he replied, “You’ve heard of them?”

“The Senior Partners. Of course I have. Who hasn’t?”

“A lot of people who don’t know about our world,” Spike said, “Ponce”

Dracula rolled his eyes, as someone walked into the room, drawing Spike’s eyes away from Elena and making them widen in surprise

“Oz?”

“Hey, uh Spike, didn’t know you were here,” Oz said, “What are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same question,” Spike said

“I’m training him to control his wolf side,” Dracula said, “Forgive me, Daniel, for not letting you know that we have guests”

“No problem, but Spike?”

“Before you start, I have a soul”

“Uh-huh. And who are these guys?”

“Lindsey McDonald and Illyria, my companions”

“Is there something you wanted, Daniel?” Dracula asked

“Not at all, really,” Oz replied, “Butterfield mentioned something about visitors”

“Curiosity killed the cat,” Lindsey said

“Why don’t we resume this lovely conversation for tomorrow?” Dracula said, “Elena, I believe it’s bedtime for you. Butterfield will show you your rooms”

“I wanna take her,” Spike said, “If that’s okay?”

“Be my guest”

Elena picked her toys up, as Spike picked her up and carried her upstairs. She showed him the way to her room, as he laid her down on the bed and covered her with her blanket. Elena gave Spike a small hug, before lying down and closing her eyes, drifting off into sleep. Spike remained by her bedside, looking at her and wondering how the hell he managed to bring her into the world, not noticing Dracula standing in the doorway, watching the pair

“I know you’re there,” Spike said, getting up, “It’s impolite to intrude”

“My apologies then,” Dracula said, “Shall we?”

They walked together in silence for a few minutes, as Dracula showed Spike his room

“So, how come Drusilla came to you?” Spike asked

“I was all that she had left. There was no one else for her. I took care of her in her final stages. But she was unable to give birth and so, staked herself so Elena could be born”

“And you were the one who named Elena?”

“Yes, I did. Mind you, I did spend at least two days trying to come up with a good name, because I knew you would eventually find out about her”

“And you’ve been looking after her? She doesn’t call you Dad, I hope?”

“No. She tries to call me Dracula, but you know four-year-olds. I told her about you, that you were her real father and that you would come to her in time”

“I hope we get along quickly,” Spike sighed

“Don’t worry, I’m sure she will,” Dracula said, “Here is your room. Good night”

Dracula walked off, as Spike went into his room and closed the door, before taking his duster, jeans and T-shirt off, then falling onto the bed and closing his eyes

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“We’ve lost track of Spike,” Gunn said

“Is your locator spell working?” Wesley asked

“Ava’s been trying for hours now, but still no luck. Maybe you could try”

“Gunn, I am incorporeal and I’m not too sure about Harmony”

“I’m sure Harmony cannot screw up a simple locator spell”

“True, but that’s not the only thing I’m not too sure about her”

“Why, what’s going on?”

At that moment, Harmony walked in, carrying a mug of blood, as she sat down and continued searching through the spell books

“Never mind. Just keep looking for him, got it”

“Got it”

Gunn hung up, as Harmony turned the speaker off for Wesley

“Any luck?” he asked

“Nope, not at all, boss”

“How hard can it be to find a simple spell?”

“Beats me. Remember when Fred tried to recorporealise Spike?”

“Yes, fascinating. If I recall, she ended up recorporealising Matthias Pavayne. That was involving maths and science, not magic…hang on a second”

“What?” Harmony asked

“I’ve just thought of something. Come on, you’re coming with me”

Harmony frowned as she followed Wesley out of the office

“Where are we going?” she asked

“To the labs. There might be something there that can help me”

“Okay then. Best of luck”

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