Rating: PG-13/R
Summary: Willow accidently send the scoobies and the fang gang into 18th century Spain, leading to some physical changes for both Angel and Spike.
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Distribution: ::Close you eyes:: Anyone else just ask.

Prologue

The 'scooby gang' was sitting in Giles' lounge chatting amicably as they sifted through a trunk of what Giles termed as 'might come in useful one day' and what they called 'junk'. Only Willow sat sullenly, whilst Spike, as usual, wasn't helping instead he was watching Tv.

"-on tonight's show, Robert Young will be visiting 'old town' Spain and showing many of the highlights of this beautiful country that hasn't been touched by tourism..." the overly happy voice of the Tv presented boomed from Giles' Tv set. "I always wanted to go to Spain." Buffy commented thoughtfully.

"OH WOW! Spain! Whoop-de-doo!" Willow snapped sarcastically.

Buffy looked hurt.

"Just because your lesbian lusty lady dumped you doesn't been you should take it out on us. It's not our fault *all* your relationships fail!" Anya pointed out matter of factly with her usual total disregard for anyone's feelings.

Xander whispered something in her ear and after a moments contemplation Anya smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry, I was selfish and unthinking." She patted Willow's arm. "We all feel your pain."

The room was quiet for a moment, except the sounds of Giles cleaning up the dishes and the commentary about Spain coming from the tube.

"I went to Spain once." Spike started, breaking the tension in the room like a knife through water.

Willow rolled her eyes, "Here we go again!"

Spike ignored her and continued speaking to no one in particular "Just after 'Mr. Poofy-Hair' went all soul having. Me and Dru had some good times over there."

"Actually I've been over there a couple of times" Xander added "Coz y'know my grandma was Spanish."

Willow tensed visibly and squeezed the amulet she'd found whilst hunting through the trunk. "Oh well if Spain is soooooo fantastic why don't you all go there! POOF! You all go. Hey why not Angel and the gang in LA" Willow yelled sarcastically "Oh and what about Faith???" She asked rhetorically "Nothings ever fun without that physco bitch! 'POOF' and you're all in 18th century Spain!" Throughout her outburst the amulet Willow had been clutching had been getting consistently brighter. Willow flopped back, deflated on the couch and in that instant Spike, Anya, Xander and Buffy disappeared from the room. POOF!

**

"Doyle! Give that back!" Cordelia snapped as Doyle stole the latest copy of **Vogue** off her.

"Cordelia" Doyle began in his lilting irish accent "If I were to... I thought that... I wanted to ask you..."

Cordelia tapped her foot impatiently

"Eh-hum... Cordelia, will you-"He was cut off as the couple on the verge of dating disappeared from Starbucks leaving their mochas behind.

**

"Angel." Kate Lockley smiled warily "Hi". Although the blonde detective still didn't trust the ensouled vampire, there was still the undeniable fact that she found him attractive.

"Kate" he nodded curtly. "I need your help."

"Well there's a surprise. What can I do for you?" Kate continued searching through a filing cabinet looking for a missing report, turning her back on Angel but still talking to him.

"I need you to track down the owner of this car for me." Angel placed a crumpled piece of paper on the desk in front of him.

"Sure thing. Just let me..." Kate spun round, wondering where Angel had disappeared to. "How does he do that?"

**

Faith smashed her fist into the punch bag in front of her. *When* she got out of this hellhole she *was* going to be a slayer again, and she *was* going to help Buffy. Faith punched the bag for what seemed like the hundredth time and disappeared from the room.

**

Part One

'THUD' Two slayers, two vampires, an ex-demon, a half-brachen demon, and one zeppo and a wannabe Hollywood star hit the cobble stone floor heavily. Each took a moment to look around before gasping in surprise. They were sitting in a courtyard of a large deserted villa. It was two storey's tall with gleaming white stone walls. Beyond the villa, lush forestry was visible and the villa appeared to be built on top of a mountain. The sun hung low in the sky, which was tinged pink. The sun had yet to set.

"ARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!" Spike yelled as he dived for cover in a nearby water-well.

After watching Spike turn for cover, Anya turned to Xander "What are you doing?"

"Trying to wake myself up." Xander explained his continually pinching his arm

"Well stop it, it looks strange!"

"What is going on?" Cordelia demanded, standing up, brushing the dust off her clothes

"I don't know." Angel replied "Buffy?"

"I don't know either, I think Willow-"

That bloody witch!" Spike shouted, jumping dripping wet out of the well, assuming it was safe as Angel had remained un-dust. "Can't she leave anything be? First she makes 'Little Miss Sunshine' and I engaged, now this!" Spike panted "Bloody hell!"

"Spike?" Buffy questioned "Why are you panting? You don't breathe."

Angel gulped and answered for him "Buffy, he's breathing, I think he's... I'm... We've both turned human." 'Again' he added silently.

Buffy stood up and stepped away from the group. She felt claustrophobic, yet she was in the middle of an open space. Angel was human. Buffy felt a wave of nausea pass through her mixed with feelings of déja vu and a sudden need for cookie dough fudge mint chip ice cream.

"Raise your hand if: weird." she stated, trying to break the tension. Eight hands raised in the air.

Half an hour later, after some awkward introductions and reunions had taken place, the sun was beginning to set over the mountains and although due to Willow's outburst it had been concluded they were in eighteenth century Spain, they had no idea how they had gotten there.

Buffy, ever the leader, took charge of the situation. "I guess we should stay here tonight, we don't know where we are and Spike and Angel are weak..." Spike frowned at her "...er than usual. Ok Angel you had a look around, you figured their were maybe four bedrooms, so I think we should stick in two's tonight. Y'know for protection..." Buffy looked toward Xander and Anya who were oblivious to everyone but each other and then at Spike and Faith who were already making eyes at each other "...And other stuff. Xander, you and Anya I guess will want to stick together."

Xander smiled at Buffy "You know me so well."

"I'll go with Cordy" Doyle stood and put his arm around her "Protect her from that which goes bump in the night." Cordelia rolled her eyes but didn't move away from his grasp.

Faith stepped forward after hanging back, well aware about how they felt about her "I'll go with blondie" She grinned at Spike "Looks like he'll need a little protecting if he ain't all 'grrrrrr'." Spike nodded his acceptance. He had no idea who the attractive brunette was as he'd skipped the introductions in favor of a smoke, but he had every intention of finding out.

Buffy looked at Angel "Looks like it's you and me then."

**

Buffy and Angel entered the large double-doored bedroom together, and Buffy gasped at the sheer luxury of it. The room was tastefully decorated with mahogany furniture and walls panels with lots of burgundy fabrics. The room smelled of wood and a freshness Buffy hadn't encountered since her last visit to the countryside.

"Angel I don't want to-" "Buffy I wanted to-" They spoke in unison. Angel smile apologetically "You go first."

"Oooooook" Buffy started "Angel... This is kinda difficult, whenever I'm with you- When we're together, it's like I'm sixteen all over again. Like I love you and that's all in the world that matters. And I like that feeling. I mean here I am: In Spain, God knows how we got here, but I'm ok with that... because I'm with you." Angel smiled gently, urging her to go on. "And now you're human, and you don't seem that freaked or amazed by it which is weird because Spike was all 'Bloody hell this' and 'Ohmigod that' and here you are 'Joe Acceptance'. Angel, you're human... No curse..." Buffy stopped, she seemed embarrassed and a little shy. She sat down at the bottom, left hand corner of the bed curling the plush velvet comforter between her fingers. Buffy looked Angel in the eye "Don't you want me?" She asked in a tiny voice.

All of a sudden she was seventeen again, and it was 'the morning after the night before' with Angel. "Was it me? Was I not... good?". Three years on, Buffy was still terrified that Angel would torment her the way Angelus had. But instead of cruel words that had came in reply then, his answer was a kiss more intense than fire. Not the gentle, tender kiss he had bestowed upon he so many times before, this kiss was full of passion and need, a kiss she had only experience one time before on her seventeenth birthday. Pushing her back on the bed Angel gave her the love she had being longing for since the last time they had made love worshipping her body with his body, his heart and his soul.

**

"Xander hurry up and take your pants off. I'm horny and have over two hundred condoms as I visited the store today. They sell them in bulk." Anya informed her boyfriend. Xander, ever the gentleman, was never one to turn down a lady's wishes as he hastily complied in removing his pants.

**

Faith entered the bedroom she was sharing with Spike before him and unceremoniously flopped down onto the large bed "Hey!" Spike protested "Who says you get the bed?"

"Who says you don't get the bed?" Faith smirked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

"Oh" Spike joined her on the bed, lying down alongside her. "So, I missed the introductions, who are you?"

Faith grinned inwardly, her devious nature surfacing " I could be anyone, have anyone. Even you Spike, I could ride you at a gallop until your legs buckled and your eyes rolled up. I've got muscles you've never even dreamed of, I could squeeze you 'till you popped like warm champagne and you'd beg me to hurt you just a little bit more..."

Spike's jaw dropped "Did I just hear you right?"

Faith smirked again "So you're what? 130 years old? They say that hearing's the second thing to go."

Spike was intrigued "I see, and what exactly is the first?"

Faith didn't say a word, she just let her gaze drift from his face, down his torso and settle on his crotch.

"Well let me assure you" Spike bragged confidently "That works perfectly."

"I'm Faith... The vampire Slayer."

Spike's looked at her in awe, for someone with a soul she'd done a hell of a lot of catastrophic things in her day "Well, well, I've heard a lot about you."

"Likewise." She smiled lopsidedly "Although it was me who made that little speech in the Bronze last February, I switched bodies with B."

Spike's mouth made the perfect 'O' as he took in the information. After a moment's thought he finally spoke. "So how 'bout you show me how tight these muscles of yours are and I show you how everything of mine really is in working order?"

Faith laughed and wrapped her hands around Spike's face, drawing his face closer to hers. Spike smashed his lips down against hers violently, loving the feel of her body against his. They broke apart when they heard a muffled scream from the next room.

**

Everyone entered the forth bedroom shared by Doyle and Cordelia in various states of dress. Angel was wearing nothing more than his emerald boxers, whilst Buffy had pulled a bedsheet around her naked body. Xander was wearing his baggy pants, although in his hurry he's neglected to do up the fly and Anya was wearing her dress back-to-front. Spike's shirt buttons were open half way down and Faith's top was twisted around her torso beyond recognition. Only Doyle and Cordelia remained fully dressed.

"You're a demon!?! You're meant to tell people if you're a demon!" Cordelia screeched at Doyle "How could you not tell me? Like I wouldn't understand? I mean hello, I work for a vampire! What am I? Superficial?" Cordelia turned to Angel "How could he not tell me?"

Buffy butted in "I'm sorry, Angel is busy right now and as there is no slaying to be done at this moment in time, so am I. Adios." Buffy grinned and dragged the willing Angel out of the room by the waistband of his boxers.

"Well..." Spike looked at Faith with lust-filled eyes "We'll be off as well."

"We're gonna go have some more sex." Anya remarked as she and Xander left the room, oblivious to the history between Xander and Cordelia.

"A demon!" Cordelia whined before she 'eeeeeeeeeked' as Doyle put his arms around her waist and kissed her deeply.

**

"Tea anyone?" Giles asked, walking out of the kitchenette into the lounge. He saw the amulet lying on the couch "Good lord! Willow, what in God's name have you done this time?" Giles knelt down and put his arms around the sobbing red head on the floor.

"Giles I'm sorry..." she sobbed "I didn't mean to..."

" I know, I know" he comforted her "I need you to tell me exactly what happened."

Tearfully she told him "How can I fix it?" Giles sighed as he removed his glasses and polished the lenses "I'm afraid you or I can do nothing, they will have to find the amulet themselves, wherever they are in time and wish themselves back. I can only hope that Angel or Spike will know of it. Perhaps even Anya might be able to help, but it could be awhile before they return." Willow sighed unhappily.

**

Part Two

Buffy and Angel sauntered down the uneven stone staircase hand in hand the next morning and entered the small courtyard they had been thrust into the previous afternoon, to be blinded by the intense European sun. The other six were already sitting in their various couples under an orange tree, Angel and Buffy joined them. The group sat in silence for a few moments, savoring the taste of the fresh, organic oranges.

Spike, who liked 'comfortable silences' as much as he liked having hot pokers stabbed through him spoke up first. "So I'm guessing we all had a nice lot of shagging last night" he grinned " I hope all you kiddies were safe."

Anya, who's favorite topic of discussion was sex smiled "Lucky for Xander, I am never without condoms. Plural. We had lots of sex last night."

Buffy raised her eyebrows "We heard. Literally."

Cordelia shifted in Doyle's lap "Not that I don't enjoy talking about Xander's newly existing sex life" She grinned maliciously "But I would really like to get home sometime soon. How did we get here and how do we get home?"

"Well I know this is Willow's doing" Buffy began "And I know she'd never do another 'will be done' spell, so I guess it was that necklace she was holding..."

Anya suddenly looked interested "What necklace? My necklace?"

"Bloody hell!" Spike sighed as he rolled himself and Faith onto the floor and started kissing her hungrily. Buffy, Angel, Doyle and Cordelia rolled their eyes whilst Xander and Anya argued about Anya's previous 'occupation'.

"Eh-hum." Buffy coughed, in a bid to retrieve everyone's attention, all but Spike and Faith listened. "This necklace thingy, it looked kinda old, y'know dirty gold color, and it was kinda oval shape with these little things..." Buffy gave up trying to describe it and drew it on the dirt floor.

After a few minutes of craning her neck, trying to decipher Buffy's angle Anya smiled triumphantly "A-Ha!"

"That better be a good 'a-ha'" Cordelia scolded. She was about to say something more when Doyle whispered soothingly to her and began stroking her hair.

"The amulet contains the gem of Holi-Hu." Anya explained.

"I thought that never existed." Angel interrupted.

"Of course it existed, how do you think we got here? Anyway, it's Japanese in origin, some warlock made it to assist the Hun in defeating China but it was stolen..."

"By who?" Angel asked

"Me" Anya answered carelessly but after regarding there looks towards her, defended herself "Hey! I'm not a thieving vagrant! A woman wished for her ex-lover to be defeated in battle, he was a Hun so I took away the amulet and he was killed."

"This is all very interesting" Buffy said impatiently "But how do we get home?"

"Oh that's easy" Anya replied " we just find the amulet win this time, which according to Willow's wish is the 1700's but before Angel was born so I think it's probably very early on in the century which means the amulet is with me, in Greece."

"So let me get this straight- the only reason Angel and Spike are human 'cause in this time they haven't been turned yet?" Buffy asked confused "And Doyle is still half demon because he was born that way?"

"Yes." Anya confirmed.

"So when we get home Angel won't be human?" Buffy whispered.

Anya smiled gently "As long as you specify when we wish to go back home that you want him to stay human he will. And you could wish he still had vampire strength or that he had no strength at all and you could make him follow you around on a leash all day or you could-"

Xander stopped her before she shared anymore of her disturbed thoughts "So how do we get this necklace?"

"Easy. We go to Greece and get it. But I can't go because if I meet myself I will cause an inter dimensional implosion and the whole world will be sucked into hell." Anya spoke happily as if she was ordering a McDonalds rather than describing the end of the world.

Cordelia laughed nervously "Easy she says."

"So who's going to go then?" Angel asked

"Well" Buffy started "Certainly not those two." She indicated Spike and Faith making out, several meters away from everyone else. "And Xander won't go without Anya..."

"We'll go" Cordelia said unexpectedly

"We will?" Doyle asked

"Sure, our old maid, Peligia Skarlotas was Greek, she taught me a little, enough to get us by and I always wanted to visit."

"Ok then" Buffy declared "You two can go then, you'll need to get the details off Anya. I guess later we should find a town or something. Find someplace to get food and clean clothes."

"I agree" Cordelia concluded "Doyle really needs re-outfitting."

"Cordelia, this is 1700. Clothes are kinda different."

Cordelia rolled her eyes "Anything is better than his clothes. And I use the term 'clothes' loosely."

For the next few hours they continued to laugh, insult, end enjoy themselves feeling freedom they never thought possible, induced by the fresh air and beautiful surroundings.

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