JUST MARRIED.....AGAIN (1/?)
 

"Honey, let me in" Spike asked, his voice as seductive as he could get it
under the circumstances.
 

"Go away" she yelled, her sobs soon again filling the room.
 

"Buy her some chocolate" Anya offered, munching a handful of popcorn.
 

"Or something sexy to wear" Buffy volunteered, before making a face, "Wait,
how often does she wear anything anyway?"
 

"Do you have any chocolate sauce?" Xander asked, taking a bite of popcorn.
 

"Chocolate sauce on your popcorn?" Riley asked, making a face, "I think I may
be sick."
 

"Why the hell are you all here again?" Spike demanded, glaring at the group
gathered in the hall around him.
 

"Because" Buffy pointed out, "You called us when Willow locked herself in the
room" she glanced at her watch "over two hours ago."
 

"I'm a fucking moron" Spike muttered, wondering why he had called them at all.
 

"Duh" Buffy said, grinning triumphantly "I've been telling you that for
months!"
 

"Uh, Buff, he looks like he's ready to kill someone...I'd hush sweetie" Riley
said, grinning at his girlfriend.
 

"He can't. Implant remember?" Anya said, taking another bite of popcorn as
she leaned against the door. She looked at Spike, "Why is she in there again?"
 

"That damn letter" Spike hissed, throwing the crumpled up object at the
ex-demon's feet.
 

"Spike, go away" Willow begged, crying as soon as the words had left her
mouth.
 

Xander picked up the letter, reading it aloud, "State of Nevada sorry to
inform you that Mr Roger Davis, AKA Elvis, from the Allnighter Wedding Chapel
has a lapsed license upon your marriage...blah blah blah....must register and
re-perform the marriage for it to be legally recognized blah blah blah....you
are not married until this action is taken....blah blah blah...."
 
 

"Shit! You two aren't married?" Buffy demanded, finally realizing the problem.
 

"No, we aren't" Spike said, glaring at the letter. "If I could find that damn
prick, I'd rip his intestines out and tear his heart open."
 

"Why not get married again?" Anya asked.
 

"You bastard. You don't want to marry her do you? Now that you've had her
these months" Buffy said, her hands curling into fists as she glared at the
blonde.
 

"Not bloody likely" Spike said, knocking on the door again, "Open up, luv."
 

"Go away!"
 
 

Spike sighed loudly, "I told her we'd get married again. She started bawling
and crying and throwing things.....next thing I knew she was hiding in the
fucking room!"
 

"Did you ask her?" Riley asked, taking a sip of soda.
 

Spike's eyes narrowed, "Didn't know I was supposed to. Fuck, we've been
shagging like bunnies for months....already thought we were married. What
difference does asking make?"
 

Anya shook her head as Xander tsked tsked. "Poor misguided soul.....you
didn't ask? You probably suggested running back to Vegas huh?"
 

"So what if I did?" Spike defended, looking at the sympathetic looks the
humans gave him and glaring more.
 

"Spikey, honey," Buffy said, patting his arm, "she was drunk off her ass the
first time you got married. Do you really think that's what she wants for her
second wedding?"
 

Spike closed his eyes, making a face, "She should want something simple and
quick. Hell, I'm a vampire. I don't do formal weddings."
 

"She wants what every little girl dreams of" Xander said, snickering. "I can
see dressed in a tux, Blondie. Remind you of what you were buried in, huh?"
 

Spike's eyes opened to slit as he stared at the teen until Xander shifted
uncomfortably. He then looked into the amused faces of the slayer and Anya,
"She wants an actual....wedding?" he spat out the last word.
 

They nodded, "Uh huh....I'd bet so."
 

Spike groaned, "Why do I get the feeling this is going to be more trouble
than its worth?"
 

"Is it worth maybe losing Willow?" Riley asked innocently.
 

"Fucking hell" Spike cursed, turning to pound on the door as Buffy and the
others smiled in amusement, "Pet, open up. I have to ask you
something.....very important!"

JUST MARRIED (2/?)
 

"Are you sure you're ok?" Spike asked.
 

Willow felt her face turn red as she remembered how stupidly she had acted.
"Yes. I'm fine. It was just a horrible surprise....."
 

Spike nodded, "I know pet. Plus the timing...what, with all those female
things you loathe discussing."
 

Willow glared at him, "No, you idiot. Finding out that we were never married!"
 

"Yeah, but you got all womany and hysterical" Spike pointed out. Seeing the
narrowing of her eyes, he groaned, "I'm not saying the right thing am I luv?"
 

"Would you like a shovel?" she asked politely, "so you can dig even deeper?"
 

"Do you want to marry me?" he asked suddenly, looking at her.
 

"What?" Willow asked, surprised at the doubts that clouded his eyes.
 

"Is that why you acted so weird? Because you don't want to be married to me?"
he demanded, having to make sure.
 

"You are a stupid moron!" she yelled at him. "I love you Spike. Why on earth
would you think I didn't want to marry you?"
 

"I'm a souless sadistic demon" he said quietly. "Why would someone like you
want to be bothered with me?"
 

"I love you" she repeated, taking his hand. "I want to be bothered with you
forever. I can't imagine my life without you. I love being married to
you...waking up in your arms.....It just was such a surprise to find out that
it wasn't legal. Almost like I was having this fantastic dream and suddenly
it was gone."
 

"You thought I wouldn't want you" he said, knowing her mind.
 

"Yeah" she said softly, smiling as she felt his fingers against her face.
 

"I love you Willow Anne Morgan" he said huskily, leaning over to kiss her.
Pulling back, he smiled, "It would be an honor that I don't deserve if you
would agree to become my wife.....again."
 

"You deserve" she said, tears in her eyes. "Gawd, I feel so sappy. I do love
you Spike."
 

"So, a wedding huh? The entire white dress thing?" he asked, pulling her into
his arms.
 

She settled against him, her head on his chest. "Nope. Just a small simple
ceremony. Our friends and a justice of the peace. Don't really think white is
all that appropriate considering the last few months. Maybe a pretty green or
blue."
 

"You look smashing in green" Spike agreed. Then, smiling, he said, "Of
course, you look even better naked. What do you say, pet? A natural ceremony?"
 

Willow laughed, "Remember? Buffy and the gang will be there. Does that mental
image look appealing?"
 

He shuddered, groaning, "Well, that one just ruined the mood."
 

"I think we can fix that" she said, laughing softly as her hand drifted down
his stomach.

JUST MARRIED AGAIN (3/?)
 

"So, you're really getting married" Buffy said, smiling.
 

"Yes. He asked me last night" Willow said, flushing as she remembered the
night before.
 

"We were there" Anya reminded.
 

"Oh no....trust me, you weren't" Willow said smiling.
 

"Gawd, you two are like damn bunnies" Buffy said, laughing. "If that's
married life, I can't wait."
 

"It's my married life, thank you very much" Willow said, sticking her tongue
out at her friend.
 

"So, I get to be your maid of honor of course" Buffy said, "And Anya and I
suppose Cordelia can be bridesmaids. Who is going to be best man?"
 

"Actually, we aren't planning a formal ceremony" Willow said, grimacing at
that idea.
 

"It would have to be Angel" Anya said, ignoring Willow's words. "He is
Spike's sire and all that stuff."
 

"I dunno, Will. I mean, best man and maid of honor usually dance. That might
be weird for Riley." Buffy said.
 

"There isn't going to be a best man either" Willow said, "No formal ceremony.
Just the gang and vows."
 

"But Riley can adjust. I can see why Spike would want Angel as his best man.
Ok, we got that settled. Anya, did you bring the books?"
 

"Books?" Willow said weakly, looking between her two friends blindly.
 

"Here they are" Anya said, setting three large bridal magazines on the table.
"I've already started marking dresses."
 

"Definitely something white and lacy" Buffy said, looking Willow over.
"Daring without being too daring."
 

"I'm not wearing white" Willow said, groaning as they continued to plan her
wedding without listening to her. "Why do I bother?"

JUST MARRIED AGAIN (4/?)
 

"This is becoming a nightmare" Spike said, looking at Willow.
 

"I know" she said, groaning.
 

"They want me to wear a tux. A tux!" he said, making a face.
 

"They've completely taken it away from us. I mean, Buffy is looking at this
wedding dress that is like snow white with this damn hoop skirt. Looks like
some cast off from Gone With The Wind. I am not wearing white!"
 

"I know pet" Spike said. "She's trying to get me into this black penguin
suit."
 

"It's worse than Anya's ideas even" Willow said, shuddering. "She found this
white dress that is held together by these thin straps and I swear the
tablecloth has more material."
 

"Now....I could get into that one" Spike said, wriggling his eyebrows and
grinning lasciviously.
 

"I can see if they have it in your size" she said sweetly.
 

"Red" he threatened, his eyes darkening slightly.
 

"Not now" she said, swatting his hand away. "I'm attempting to be miserable
here and it doesn't really work with you trying to seduce me."
 

"Trying?" he said silkily, his hand on her leg.
 

"Spike!" she whined, "I'm being serious here. They are turning this into some
big circus. I just wanted something simple."
 

"Don't look at me. I wanted to go back to Vegas" Spike said, reminding her.
 

"Don't gloat" she said crossly. "I'm beginning to wish we were just eloping."
 

He looked at her, smiling. "We could be in Vegas by morning."
 

She thought about it, wondering if she could just run out on her friends.
They had been planning for the past two weeks and driving her completely
insane by not listening to anything she wanted and instead planning their own
weddings through her. She smiled at him, "First, I will allow you to seduce
me. Then, we head to Vegas. Maybe since it will legal this time, they'll let
me do the planning."
 

"Doubtful" Spike said, arching a brow, "Wait...Allow me to seduce you? What's
the fun in that?"
 

"Should I refuse and play hard to get?" she asked, running her foot over the
crotch of his jeans.
 

"Neh, just protest weakly a few times....make me feel like I'm winning ya"
Spike said, moving against her foot.
 

"Ah, no Spike...not now...I'm toooooo tired" she said, grinning as he rolled
his eyes. "Sorry, I'm not much of an actress."
 

"I can see that" he said, "Fine, we'll shag and then run away to Vegas. But,
we're checking to make sure there is a license this time."
 

"You got it, hon" she said, "Now, what happened to that seducing?"
 

"Impatient little thing, aren't you?" he said, "Love you, Red."
 

"Vegas is waiting, Spike.....Shag now, mushy stuff later" she said, smiling
as she was attacked by him, "Fine...fine....I love you too. Now, seduce me!"

JUST MARRIED AGAIN (5/5)
 

Willow looked at the ring on her finger and smiled, "I love you Spike."
 

"I know you do" he said, grinning as she tossed the pillow at him.
 

"That's real sweet" she said, glaring at him, her smile softening her words,
"cocky bastard."
 

Spike smirked, "Know that too, luv." He laughed at her expression, "I love
you too Mrs Morgan."
 

"Legally Mrs Morgan" she added, smiling.
 

"Legally" he repeated, moving towards the bed.
 

"I can't believe we let the same guy marry us" she laughed.
 

"Hey, I have fond memories of Elvis" Spike said defensively. "Besides, I
checked to make sure his license was valid this time."
 

"It better be" she said, moving onto his lap.
 

"Can't believe the entire gang came with us" Spike grumbled, "Only they would
ruin an elopement."
 

Willow laughed, "Hey, I think it was rather sweet that Xander figured me out
well enough to know I'd run."
 

"Bloody moron" Spike said, smiling. He had known that Willow really wanted
her friends to be at the wedding, she just hadn't wanted some huge deal like
they were planning. So, he had managed to phone the moron and let him know
they were eloping. Of course, he couldn't let Willow know he was that
whupped. He'd never hear the end of it. That would be his little secret.
"Some honeymoon....putting up with those idiots."
 

Willow laughed, "And don't forget Angel and Delia. I thought Buffy was going
to faint when then they kissed."
 

"That was a high point" Spike said, laughing. "Dumb damn bitch."
 

"I have to admit, I can't wait to see the pictures of her face when Anya gets
them developed." Willow added.
 

"Probably won't be able to see half of them" Spike griped. "That club was so
dark. Besides, Peaches and I will be empty space."
 

"I can see the similarities" Willow said, giggling as he grabbed her. "Sorry,
honey. I couldn't refuse that one....."
 

"Sorry honey" he mimicked. "I'll show you sorry."
 

"Spiiiike!" she yelled, laughing as he turned her over his knee. "Let me up!"
 

"Got to teach you some respect" Spike said, grinning at her. He swatted her
ass, listening to her giggle as he smelled her obvious arousal. "Hmm....I
think maybe twenty?"
 

"Spike! I'm sorry. Come on....let me up" Willow begged, squirming against his
hard cock. "We're supposed to meet them for a honeymoon breakfast in the
morning....."
 

"If you don't hush, I'll make it forty." he threatened with a smile.
 

She laughed as she felt him slap her ass again. "I give up. Please?"
 

"Nope." He said, spanking her again.
 

"I won't tell Angel you're the one that told Xander" she teased, squealing as
he turned her to face him.
 

"What did you say?" he asked, his eyes narrowed.
 

"Spike, come on. I love Xander to death but he isn't the best one on drawing
conclusions. And how on Earth would he suddenly decide that we were going to
go to Vegas?" she laughed, "I'm not stupid. I love you dearly for getting
them to attend our wedding. I know what that took for you to ask them."
 
 

"I don't think I like you knowing me that well" Spike said, smiling slightly.
He couldn't resist asking, "Was it what you always dreamed of?"
 

Willow thought about it, "Marrying the man I love in front of all my friends.
Yes, it was everything that I ever wanted. Even Elvis was fun."
 

"Good" he said, kissing her softly. "I love you, Red."
 

"Love you too" she said, kissing him back as they sank to the bed.
 

*****************THE END*******************

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