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Summary: Willow and Spike take a trip to Vegas
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Note: I know that I should be working on my website or my unfinished fic but *someone* (ahem ahem) has been asking for a happy ending. So here you go, *finally*. Enjoy
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~Part: 1~
"Hey Giles," Willow said as she walked into the door of the ex- watchers apartment.
"Oh, hello Willow," Giles said while putting on his shoes, "thank you, again, for doing this."
"Oh Giles, you know that I don't mind Spike sitting, "Willow said as she set down her bag and laptop.
"Yes, I know but -OH BLOODY HELL," Giles said, as he messed up the knot on his tie for the third time.
"What's the matter Giles?" Willow said at hearing the ex-librarian swear.
"I can't get this bloody tie to work," Giles huffed.
"Oh well, hold still," Willow said as she walked over and tied the tie perfectly.
"How did you do that?" Giles said in amazement.
"Oh, I had lawyer Barbie and Ken," Willow said proudly," They didn't come with good ties, so I would cut little bits of cloth up and learn how to tie them."
"Oh well, interesting," Giles said, still admiring the tie, "Well I should go, I don't want to be late."
"Have fun on your date, see you tomorrow," Willow said as Giles walked out the door.
"Yes, goodbye then."
Willow waited about five minutes after Giles left before she got up and went into the bathroom.
"Hey Spike," Willow said as she walked up the vampire in the tub and leaned over to unlock his chains.
"Hey Red, thought the watcher would never bloody leave," Spike said as he stepped out of the tub.
"Oh shush, it's not like you're being tortured in here."
"I'm getting fed pigs blood by the watcher and I have to hear the slayer every single day, in here chattering about how hard everything is for her. It's bloody worse than listening to Dru!"
"Yada yada, you know that you don't mind that much," Willow said to the currently whining vampire.
"The only good thing about my day is seeing you Red," Spike said with genuine smile.
"Why thank you Spike," Willow said casually but inside her stomach was doing flip-flops. She'd had a huge crush on the vampire for a long time but had done a good job of hiding it, something that she was very proud of. Not even Buffy knew of her crush.
"So how was your day today?" Spike said as he threw a bag of blood into the microwave.
"Not too bad. Classes were easy and I think the hardest part was keeping Buffy awake during, well, any of our classes," Willow said with a laugh.
The two of them had become friends awhile ago. After Oz had left her, Willow had become depressed. She had eventually done the 'my will be done' spell and the whole Buffy/Spike marriage thing had ensued. Well instead of being mad and angry at her, like he pretend around everyone else, he had wanted to help her. During the time that they were alone, he had told her all about Dru leaving him and his problems with Angelus. She in turn had told him about Oz and, as she liked to call her, the bitch. Eventually they had turned to other things, like vamp Willow and living Spike, William. They decided not to tell everybody about their friendship because they knew that Willow would get a lot of shit from her friends, plus Spike had to keep up his 'bad ass' rep. So now, Willow was better friends with Spike than she was with Buffy and Spike finally had someone to talk to.
"Doesn't bloody surprise me pet, slutty is just a blow up doll that walks."
"Spike!" Willow said as she slapped him on the chest, even though she *was* laughing.
"What it's true! And you agree don't you? Yeah I knew it, you're laughing 'cause you know I'm right," Spike said as he pulled his heated blood out of the microwave a emptied it into a mug.
"Oh shut up," Willow said, not able to deny that Buffy wasn't the smartest person around.
"Ha ha I win," Spike said with a gloating smile, funny how a master vampire who's over a hundred years old can look just like a five year old at times.
"Oh whatever," Willow said with a small smile.
They moved into the living room where Spike finished his blood and looked at Willow and said, "Okay pet, it's been awhile since the wolf left and I know that you're over him. So what's with the whole still being single thing?"
"Huh? Well nothing, I just well," Willow said, surprised by him asking this question. Plus she couldn't really tell him that she liked him.
"Let me guess you just don't know how to ask him?"
"Well, yeah, I guess that's it," Willow said slowly. 'Well it's partially true, at least.'
"Okay well this is what you do. You have to find a reason to spend time alone with him and get to know him. Then after a while, after you know that he feels the same, you invite him up to your flat, when you know that slutty won't be there. You talk for awhile and such and then you make your move. Now remember you gotta be wearn' your sexiest nickers, you know, as to get him in the mood and all," Spike said in a smart tone.
Blushing at his words Willow said, "Spike, I dunno. It's not really my thing, you know, seduction and all."
"Trust me Willow, you're a great girl, he won't be able to turn you down!"
They spent the remainder of the night watching movies, eating popcorn, and talking. Willow fell asleep around midnight knowing that Giles would be home around nine. She was glad that it was Friday and she didn't have school the next day, so she could stay up late with Spike. Willow woke up around eight thirty and chained Spike back up so that they woudn't get caught if Giles came home early. She spend the remainder of her time there surfing the net and checking her email.
When Giles got home, she said a quick hello and good bye and went home. When she got home, Buffy was already in the room, surprisingly.
"Hey Wills," Buffy said cheerily as Willow walked into the room, "how was vamp sitting?"
"It was okay, you know, same old, same old," Willow said nonchalantly.
"Yeah," Buffy said, not really caring, "look Willow, I had reservations in L.A. for two, you know me and Riley but turns out he's going home and I'm gonna go with him. So, I called the hotel and had the named changed from Buffy Summers to Willow Rosenburg. It's already paid for, for two weeks and I know that you could use the vacation. So all you need to do is find someone to go with you!"
"Oh my god Buffy! I don't know what to say," Willow said, really not expecting this.
"Well say yes silly," Buffy said smiling at her friend.
"Well then, yes!" Willow said giving Buffy a hug. Willow knew exactly who she was gonna bring with her to L.A.. Not only could he use a little time away and out of those chains but maybe she would put his little plan into action.
The next time she say Spike was two days later and one week until they left for L.A. She walked into Giles' apartment hoping to get to talk to Spike and knowing the perfect excuse to have him come along. Willow could come up with lies easily and thanks to Spike she could now *tell* them just as easy.
"Hey Giles, what's up for today?" Willow said, seeing the watcher deeply engrossed in a large tome.
"Oh nothing, just a little reading for reference," Giles said, seeing Willow look at the book in front of him.
"Oh okay," Willow said sounding relieved.
"Yes, well, could you do me a favor and feed Spike for me?" Giles said, going back to his reading.
"Sure," Willow said, happy that she'd get a chance to talk to him.
She went into the kitchen, took out a bag of blood, threw it into the microwave, and waited. When the microwave beeped she took it out and dumped it into a mug. Carefully, she picked up the mug and a straw and went to the bathroom. Once inside the bathroom she shut the door and looked excitedly at Spike.
"Well what's the 'oh look I just found a puppy' look for?" Spike said, looking at Willow's face.
"Well it just so happens that I have a room for two in L.A. and perfect excuse to get you there," Willow said with a big smile.
Spike just looked at her for a second, wondering if she was joking with him. When he finally saw that she was not, he had to fight to keep from screaming with joy. The first thing he could say was, "How long?"
Laughing Willow said, "Two weeks."
"I'm in."
"Like you had a choice?"
"Ha bloody ha, now give me my blood."
"What do we say Spikey?"
"Not this again."
"What was that?"
"Fine! You rule and I drool. Do we have to do this every time?"
"Yep."
Willow bent the straw in close enough so that Spike could drink from it. Spike took his time instead of gulping it down like he would with the watcher or heavens forbid, the slayer.
"So what exactly are you going to tell them that will make it so that I can get the bloody hell out of this tub, not to mention this town, for a little while?"
"Oh, I'm just going to play on their insecurities about me. First, of course Buffy can't come because she's off with Riley. Then, Xander can't come because it wouldn't be far to leave Anya here alone by herself and Anya can't come because I don't want to hear about their sex lives for two weeks, not to mention the fact that, hello, phone sex, don't wanna hear it. Giles can't go because Olivia is coming into town and it's just not right to ruin their weekend together. Plus I don't really know anyone one else. Then, the clincher, hehe. Even though, yes, I am a bad ass wicca, I do need someone to protect me from evil sometimes. Not only will you be able to protect me but also, Giles won't have to worry about inconveniencing Xander and Anya."
"Bloody hell pet, that was just wonderful. I think an Oscar is deserved."
Laughing, Willow put down the mug and put her hands over her heart, "Oh, this is such an honor! I just don't know what to say! I'd like to thank Spike, for his horrible influence on me and my parents for leaving me alone all the time so that I could meet Buffy who would eventually lead me to meet Spike and and OHHHH," Willow busted out in fake crying.
Spike was cracking up by this time, "My god pet, you could beat that Hellen Barney chit."
Stopping her fake crying and looking at Spike with one eye brow raised she said, "Uhh Spike, do you mean Halley Barry?"
"Yeah, that's the chit."
"Wow, just, wow."
"Oh shut up."
Spike finished eating and Willow left the bathroom to wash out the mug. As Willow finished cleaning the mug and entered the living room Buffy walked in with Riley. Willow noticed that Xander and Anya had arrived also.
"Hey Giles. OH! Hey Wills, have you decided who you're gonna bring?" Buffy said cheerily.
"Bring? Bring where Buffsters?" Xander said from the couch.
Buffy explained about the room in L.A. and how she had given them to Willow 'cause she really needed a vacation. This got a, "Hey, hello. So could me and An." And Buffy just told him not to be selfish.
"So Wills have ya?"
"Well I think that I should bring Spike," Willow said in a small voice. She had planned this and so far everything was working out perfectly.
"WHAT!!!!" came from Giles, Buffy, and Xander. Anya didn't really care.
Willow just told them exactly what she told Spike.
"Well that does make since," Giles said, glad that the witch was thinking about her safety.
"Well I guess that would work," Buffy said, glad that the issue would be cleared up.
"Yeah I guess it's okay but if Fangless does anything unacceptable, I get to stake him," Xander said, finally giving up.
"Yeah, plus I bet Spike will give you good orgasms," Anya said.
"ANYA!" was yelled this time from not only Buffy, Giles, and Xander but also Willow.
"What? Aren't you going to have orgasms with him?" Anya said confused at the look on Willow's face.
Willow had a look of disgust on her face but in all reality, she was hoping that she would get some from Spike, "No Anya, I'm not going to get *orgasms* from Spike."
"What a waste."
They quickly got off of that topic and started talking about summer vacation. Buffy, Riley, Willow, and Spike would all be gone for the same two weeks. This left, Giles, Xander and Anya. Xander and Anya would be able to do patrol and Giles would try to talk Olivia into it. No one noticed the satisfied and triumphant look on Willow's face at having convinced them all to let her and Spike go to L.A. together. Weren't they supposed to be observant?
~Part: 2~
Five days later, Willow was standing inside of Giles' apartment with all of her luggage out in the car, having an argument with Xander.
"Xander! For the last time, this vacation is for *me*! You and Anya *can* *not* go instead! So no, I will not change the name to Xander Harris!" Willow screamed at the man that had been her best friend since childhood.
"But Wills!" Xander whined, hoping to get her to give in, "Me and Anya could really use this vacation!"
"*You* could use this vacation? What is so stressful in your life Xander Harris? You're a *construction worker*! Then you come home and lie down or ohhhhh fight demons. Anya works at the *Magic Shop* and let me repeat that *the* *Magic* *Shop* and all she does is fondle the money! I not only have to go to class everyday but also have loads of homework. I then go, only after my homework, have to practice my magic, patrol, and research. And I actually help with research and patrol, SO FUCK OFF!" A very high strung and pissed off Willow screamed.
Then before Xander could even start arguing with her again she walked into the bathroom, undid Spike's chains and walked outside with the vamp in heal.
Once in the car, Willow started ranting to the man that had become her *real* best friend over the past months, "I can't believe he would do that! I mean, we're leaving today, and well technology we're gone! He has barely anything that is stressing him and he wants me to give up my relaxation time so that he can have sex in a different location. And that's all that they would do too! Is have sex!"
Spike, not only agreeing with the wiccan but also very scared for his safety considering the fact that the redhead was driving very fast and not really paying attention to the road, said, "I know pet but it's Chubs what can you expect? A rock has more wit than that puffball. I mean really, does his entire diet consist of Twinkies?"
Spike knew that the only way to get Willow to settle down was to get her to laugh. So that's what he did, the whole trip. Once they got into L.A. they found the hotel pretty quickly. Both of them glad that it was across town from Angel's place, neither one of them wanting to see him but for different reasons of course. Spike didn't want to have to be around him because, well, he hated him. Willow didn't want to be around him because it would interfere with her plans to get Spike.
Once they had gotten all of their, well okay Willow's, luggage into the room they did the one thing anyone who really wants to get away from home does. They looked at each other with childlike grins and ran through the whole room. They ran through the large living room/dinning room/kitchen and jumped on the couch, the ran through the bedroom (yes only one) and jumped on the, king sized, bed, and then they ran into the bathroom talked about the hot tub. All in all, they were two kids in a candy store.
Willow thought about Spike's plan and how it started with being friends with the person first and talking and such and then onto the sexy "nickers" and seduction. Well she and Spike had been friends for a long time and had talked about everything so she put on her Victoria silk bra and underwear. Feeling very sexy she told herself, 'this is just in case!'
They went out for a night on the town, first going to the big shops and gazing at the overly expensive clothes. At one point they went into a bridal shop and Willow gushed about how they were getting married and she just had to have the perfect dress. So for about an hour and a half the two of them tried on wedding clothes until Spike said, "Well darling, think we should tell the pretty lady that I'm gay?"
With that they were kicked out on their asses, after changing of course, and laughing like crazy people. Willow was getting happier and happier because Spike seemed very touchy, he was always holding her hand or linking arms with her. Then they decided to get lunch.
They chose a nice little deli away from all the commotion. They got a little table inside by a window and sat down in a huff. Neither of them had any bags because they hadn't bought anything and that just made them laugh more. Finally the waitress came over to get their orders or so it seemed Spike's order. The woman was very well "endowed", if you know what I mean, and was wearing a very low cut shirt. She came over to the table and looked right at Spike, turning her back on Willow and flirting horribly with Spike. Needless to say, Willow was pissed off.
"Um excuse me, he's already said that he *doesn't* want anything to drink, so you don't have to give him the list," Willow said testily and got even angrier at the look on the waitresses face that clearly said, 'back off bitch he's mine, you're not good enough for him'. Willow then said in a very bitchy tone, that was very un-Willow like, "But I'll have a diet coke, so go, scoot. Do your *job*."
The waitress gave her a withering glare and walked away, pissed that the woman had made her stop flirting with the gorgeous man. The waitress came back with their drinks but didn't pay, as much, attention to Spike. The same happened with the food orders and when she brought the orders out. Willow and Spike were having a good time talking and laughing and Willow thought that he really did like her. Her mind was doing happy cheers as she thought about what they *might* be doing to night, then the check came. Willow had to pay since it was pretty expensive and Spike didn't own a credit card. Willow huffed when she looked a the napkin that was placed with the check.
"Would you look at this? That tramp left her phone number," at Spike's quizzical look she explained, "Well for all she knew I *could* have been your girl!"
"You're and odd one pet, you know you're not my type," Spike said with a smirk as he picked up the napkin.
"What are you doing?" Willow said as she watched him pick the phone number up and pocket it.
"Well no use waisting it, maybe I'll get laid," Spike said with a little laugh as he passed Willow on his way out of the deli. He also didn't get to see the look of pure devastation on the young girls face.
"You should have known better Rosenburge, no guy like that would want you," she muttered to herself.
The rest of the day Willow was pretty quiet and Spike had no idea why. He decided that she must be tired so he suggested that they get dinner and then retire. Willow got to pick the restaurant and, since she was still pissed at *him* too, she picked a nice Italian place. Getting a, "Har bloody har pet. You know this is defiantly my kinda place." from Spike.
They got back to the hotel and went back to the bedroom to watch some TV. Willow walked over to the mirror and wanted to cry. She felt so horrible, getting her hopes up that he wold actually like her just for him to squish them. I mean really, if he wanted her than he wouldn't have made the little comment about getting laid.
Spike desperately wanted to make conversation with the little red head so he quickly said, "So pet, how did my plan go with that bloke you're hot to trot over?"
At his words, Willow wanted to cry even more but instead she just said, "Oh, it didn't work. Kinda fell apart."
"What do you mean? What happened?"
"He's not interested, I'm not his type," Willow spat out.
"Oh," Spike said lamely, "Well he's a bloody idiot then!"
"No Spike, I'm the idiot. To think that someone like him would be interested in me was just," Willow paused as if looking for the right word, finally saying, "stupid. I mean think about it, Xander didn't want me. He would rather be with the biggest bitch of all time, Cordy, or a psycho slayer. Then Oz, god I thought that he really loved me but no, he'd rather fuck that stupid wolf bitch. I really just should have known better."
"Pet, don't bloody talk like that," Spike said, getting pissed at how she was cutting herself down. He had worked for months to get her self esteem up enough to just voice her opinions at a bloody scoobie meeting! Now here she was, all bent out of shape about some idiot bloke who didn't want her. A light bulb went off in his head and he suddenly knew what to do. They'd started doing it a while ago and it always seemed to cheer her up.
"Are you ready pet."
Looking up and smiling Spike Willow replied, "I I Captain."
"I can't hear you.
"I I Captain!"
"OHHHHHHH! Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?"
"Sponge Bob Square Pants!"
"Absorbent and yellow and porous is he!"
"Sponge Bob Square Pants!"
"If nautical nonsense be something you wish!"
"Sponge Bob Square Pants!"
"Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish!"
"Sponge Bob Square Pants!"
"Ready?"
"Sponge Bob Square Pants, Sponge Bob Square Pants, Sponge Bob Square Pants!"
"Sponge Bob Squareness!!! HA HA HA HA!!!!"
By the time they had finished the song, they were up dancing around the room and laughing like idiots.
"So, you see pet. You are the most special person in the world," Spike said as if he were concluding a point that the song had made.
"Oh yeah and how's that?" Willow asked laughing at his antics and somehow forgetting how sad she had been.
"How's that? How's that! You just got a master vampire to bloody sing sponge bob square pants and dance a bloody jig!" Spike said as if *she* were the one who was going out of her mind.
"Okay fine, I'll give you that," Willow said with a chuckle.
"So pet, you have to tell me who this bloke is so that I can beat some bloody sense into him," Spike said in a conversational tone.
"Um I don't think that, that would really work," Willow said slowly.
"I don't care about the bloody chip pet, just tell me who he is and he's dead as, well, me!" Spike said cheerily.
"No it's not because of the chip," Willow said and then got really quite, like she had been back in high school whenever she talked to any boys at all, "It's because I don't think that you're into self mutilation."
At her words Spike didn't know what to say, she had just told him that he was the bloke that had her all worked up. The scene at the deli made a whole hell of a lot more since now and he knew why they had eaten at that Italian place. He'd been waiting for her to figure out that he was bloody in love with her for months. He thought that it had been obvious as hell for months! He had only said that little tid bit at the deli so that she would get thrown off, worked too well obviously.
"Hmm, so that means that this has all been the little plan that I told you about right? And we've gone through the whole talking and friendship thing in Sunnydale, does that mean that you're wearing your sexy nickers?"
At his words Willow looked up wide eyed, "Huh?"
"Silly chit, you think that I don't like you? Hell I think that I'm pretty much in love with you! The thing at the deli was an act, that chit had nothing on you. Bloody hell I thought that you already knew," Spike said as he went to sit next to Willow at the end of the bed.
"Really?"
Changing to an Irish accent (which was horrible since he's *really* British and all) and quoting one of their favorite movies he said, "Really really."
Laughing Willow swatted him across the chest. Spike just smiled at her and leaned in for kiss, to which she had no objections.
The next morning Willow woke up with a very heavy Spike draped over her. The night befores' actions dashed through her head and all she could think was, 'yep, Anya was right. Very good indeed.'
Spike woke up to the feeling of Willow watching him. He woke up to see her looking at him with a quizzical smile.
"Whatcha thinkin' in that head o' yours pet?"
"Just thinking about how I'm supposed to explain this to not only Buffy, Giles, and soldier boy but also Xander, he's gonna flip."
"Yeah, lucky for me I got super witch to protect me," Spike said as he leaned in and gave Willow a kiss.
"Mmmm, how 'bout we think about how we're gonna tell them, when we tell them," Willow said with a laugh.
"Works for me pet," Spike said as he suddenly jumped on her causing her to laugh and the both of them to fall off the bed.
(From down on the floor) "What do we say Spikey?"
"Not this again."
"What was that?"
"Fine! You rule and I drool. Do we have to do this every time?"
"Yep."
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