Disclaimer: Since my name is not Joss Whedon, Buffy: The Vampire Slayer and the amazing characters associated with the show belong to someone who isn't me. I also don't own the story line - that is taken from gidgetgirl's Before She Was Turned Challenge (details below). Lacey Kendall belongs to me.The Before She Was Turned Challenge
Unbeknownst to the others, there was more to Harmony Kendall than met the eye. Two years before she was turned at graduation, Harmony actually gave birth to a child. When the child is turned, it's up to the scoobies to take care of him/her while soulless Harmony wreaks havoc.
Harmony's soul must somehow be tied to the little one.
The little one must be oddly quiet and shy for a Harmony child.
Someone snuggling with the child.
A skinned knee.
Author's Note I: To Darklight – I know it's mean, but Lacey's going to have to stay as she is.
Author's Note II: Would anyone be interested in seeing a sequel, set about ten years into the future, starring a teenage Lacey, still physically a toddler?
"How many?" Only an uncharacteristic level of patience allowed Buffy to keep herself from throttling the blonde vampire.
"I don't know."
"How can you not know?" Buffy was incredulous. "You organized it."
"I told the minions that they could bring as many friends as they wanted." Harmony explained.
"An open invitation bloodbath?" Spike raised an amused eyebrow. "Should be fun."
Harmony beamed at him. "That's what I thought. I figured it would be a good way for us to get to know each other and make friends and. . ." She trailed off, smiling sheepishly at the assembled Scooby Gang. "My bad."
Half an hour later.
Ordinarily both Xander and Dawn would have objected loudly to being left out of the action, especially for so ignoble a task as babysitting, but little Lacey had already succeeded in wrapping them both around her little finger, ensuring that the two were her loyal slaves.
Only the knowledge that the two would guard Lacey with their lives had persuaded Harmony to leave her child, with whom she had been so recently reunited, to aid in the rescue of the hostages at the Bronze.
At present, the tiny vampire was 'It' in a game of Blind Hide and Seek, stumbling around the living room and kitchen, a scarf tied around her eyes, giggling as she tried to listen for any sounds of movement that would alert her to the whereabouts of her sitters.
She heard a curtain rustle and whirled around in the direction of the sound, her small hands outstretched as she felt her way across the room, carefully avoiding the furniture.
"Got you!" She made a dive for the curtain, missing her target and tumbling forward, bumping her knee against the windowsill.
Xander scooped the crying toddler into his arms, rocking her back and forth, pulling silly faces in a vain attempt to make her laugh.
"Are you okay, honey?" He sat down on the couch, Lacey in his lap.
"My leg hurts." The little girl sniffled as she gestured towards her knee, and a reddening patch that would probably turn into a bruise.
"I'll get the medkit." Dawn volunteered, heading into the kitchen to retrieve the box of medical supplies that was, as a matter of necessity, kept well stocked at all times.
"This looks like a job for Doctor Xander." He laid Lacey down on the couch, examining her injured knee with a suitably grave expression. "Hurry up with those bandages, Nurse." He commanded imperiously.
Dawn obediently handed him the medkit, doing her best to stifle her giggles as Xander, an expression of utmost seriousness on his face, examined Lacey's knee, even going so far as to find a magnifying glass to take a closer look.
"What's the verdict, Doctor?" Dawn asked in a hushed tone.
"It's worse than we thought."
Lacey looked up at Xander in horror. "What's wrong?" She asked timidly.
"I'm afraid we'll have to amputate. Unless," Xander rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Unless. . ." He smiled down at the little vampire. "I only know one other course of treatment."
"What?" Lacey asked innocently.
Grinning, Xander kissed his finger and gently touched Lacey's knee. "All better."
She smiled up at him worshipfully. "All better."
The Bronze, half an hour later.
"I can't believe they wouldn't leave when I told them to." Harmony grumbled, glaring down at a small pile of dust that had once been her most loyal follower. "They're my minions. They're supposed to do what I say."
"I don't think the present tense applies any more, Harm." Spike pointed out.
"I guess." She looked doleful for a moment before brightening up. "Hopefully my next minions will be better . . .or not." She quailed under Buffy's glare. "No more minions for me, not at all . . .not even one?"
"NO!" Buffy, Spike and Willow chorused.
"Cheer up." Spike clapped a hand on Harmony's shoulder. "We managed to stop a massacre, and you held your own pretty well in there."
"I did?" Her eyes lit up.
"Yeah." Buffy gave her former classmate a small smile.
"It's not the end of the world." Spike consoled his ex. "There are worse things than being a white hat. Can't think of any off hand, but there must be something."
"Maybe." Harmony looked thoughtful. "Does this make me part of the gang."
"Uh. . ." Buffy avoided her eyes. "We'll get back to you on that."
"Shhh!" Dawn glared at her sister, before gesturing towards Lacey, who was curled up in Xander's lap, fast asleep. "Don't wake her."
"Sorry." Buffy obediently lowered her voice.
"Was she okay?" Harmony asked anxiously, sitting down next to Xander and gently stroking her sleeping child's hair.
"An angel." He assured her.
"Doesn't take after her mum then, does she?" Spike quipped, winding up on the receiving end of Harmony's glare for his pains.
"It'll be sunrise in a hour or so." Harmony observed. "We'd better get home."
"Right." Xander seemed slightly reluctant as he relinquished Lacey to her mother.
"Harmony," Buffy began gingerly. "About taking Lacey away from you in the park. . ."
"Don't worry about it." Harmony cut her off generously. "It's not every vamp who can say that the Slayer kidnapped her kid."
"Sorry about that."
"No biggie." Harmony stood, cradling her daughter gently so as not to wake her. "We'd better get going."
"Don't let me see you when I'm on patrol." Buffy warned.
"Don't worry." Harmony grinned. "I'll just get blood from the blood bank for me as well as Lacey. They let us order by type and I won't have to chase down my food. What?" She looked offended by the disapproval in their eyes. "No kid of mine is going to be raised on pigs' blood."
"Fair enough." Buffy conceded.
Lacey yawned, murmuring softly in her sleep.
"We should head."
Xander bent down to plant a gentle kiss on Lacey's forehead.
"You know," He began, smiling shyly. "If you ever need a sitter for Lacey. . ."
Harmony returned his smile with a radiant one of her own. "I'll know who to call."
Author's Note: That's all, folks. Please review, and let me know if anyone would be interested in a sequel.