Car Trouble 8 - Aloha Oahu!
By the Kings of Mercia NC17
Pairing –B/S
Chapter 1
“Well I’m not driving it back – if anything happened to his precious heap of – I
mean the Desoto, he’d, well – you know” Xander said
Willow nodded and said she understood
“Oh, that’s me…” Xander took his cell-phone out of his pocket and read the text
message he’d been sent. He looked neither happy nor sad; he just flipped the
phone shut after he’d finished reading.
“Um, Anya?” Willow asked biting her bottom lip, and Xander just nodded, and then
he said
“She said she’s gone cruising with some friends for a week or so, and when she
gets back we must talk”
“Is that everything, you haven’t forgotten anything?” Willow took one last look
around the motel room and shut the door.
They drove back to Sunnydale in Buffy’s convertible, in relative quiet. They’d
been friends forever, and they were comfortable with silences, no need for chat
or music.
He pulled into Buffy’s garage, and posted the car keys through the door.
“Right then, will you be okay to walk home with that case, I never thought, I
should have dropped you off first”
“I’ll be fine. Xander – will you be okay?”
“Course I will!”
“I could come and stay – I could sleep on the sofa and-“ Xander reached for her
and put his hand on her shoulder.
“I’m fine, honestly – the most overriding emotion I feel at the moment, is
relief, I swear”
Willow moved in and hugged him
“Anything you need, ANYTHING, or you just want to talk – or, or not, if you just
want to sit…you know where I am”
Xander returned the hug, smoothed her hair and kissed her forehead.
“I know – I was thinking, I know I’ve got a week booked off but, well, I might
just head on down to the construction site in the morning, see how Chuck and
Larry and the rest of the boys are doing”
Willow felt her stomach knot and a lump in her throat and she nodded.
“Come on, I’ll walk you half way home, okay?” Xander picked up their cases
and began to walk towards home.
*************
“No, okay, yes, I understand, but YOU’VE got to understand, my hus-husband, god
that sounds strange me saying that…where was I – oh yes, my husband suffers from
um, helio…erm, helio-discombobulating…itis – look, he’s ‘lergic to the sun, and
can’t go out in daylight, so it’ll have to be a night flight!”
“I see madam, if you’d just like to wait there”
Buffy leant first on one hip, then the other, drumming her fingers while the
check-in clerks did their stuff.
“That will be perfectly fine, Mrs…?”
Buffy suddenly had the strangest thing occur to her - she didn’t know her new
married surname!
“Just call me Buffy!”
“Well, okay then…Buffy, the evening flight is confirmed for you, it departs for
Oahu at 19.45hrs”
The check-in clerk saw Buffy begin to count on her fingers the only way she
could do the 24-hour clock.
“That’s a quarter to eight, Mrs – erm, Buffy”
“Yes, right, thankyou!” Buffy got back to the stretch limo, with the blacked out
windows.
“Quarter to eight tonight!”
“Great! I was just talking to Sid here (the chauffeur) he reckons this here
hotel where we are going to is a bit special! – Isn’t that right mate?” Spike
said, grinning
“Sir!” the driver smiled and nodded. Buffy grinned and said,
“I really can’t wait!”
***************
Willow couldn’t sleep. She tossed and turned, and knew she needed to do
something…………………
At 8.30am the following morning, Xander woke up to the smell of baking.
Frowning at first, he followed his nose sniffing the aroma all the way to the
kitchen.
Willow was just standing up, taking yet another batch of cookies out of the
oven.
It seemed that every available surface in the kitchen was covered in plates and
trays full of various cookies.
“Morning – I let myself in with the spare key, hope you don’t mind!” She pulled
the oven gloves off, and folded the tea towel neatly.
“I felt the need to bake!” She laughed a little too brightly for such early an
hour, and Xander frowned.
“Great, merciful Zeus Will………is there something you want to tell me?” Xander
yawned, scratched his head and counted at least 10 lots of cookies.
With a frightened look, she vigorously shook her head.
“O…kay” Xander wouldn’t push her, he guessed she’d tell him in her own time …
“Um, there’s erm, there’s choc-chip, pecan, cherry-choc-chip…um cinnamon and
apple…um those ones are plain…these are raisin and honey and those by the fruit
bowl are double choc-chip, and cherry double choc-chip. There’s cherry cinnamon
choc-chip and raisin in the oven – just to use the dough up, um, try one?”
She held out a plateful to him and smiled sunnily at him.
“Thanks………”
***********
As soon as Buffy and Spike got out of the limo at Club Tropicana, A dozen native
Hawaiians smiled and greeted them, putting lei around their necks.
“Oh god, MORE champagne – I’ll be cleaning my teeth with it at this rate!” Buffy
took a flute from the proffered tray, as did Spike, they ‘chinked’ the glasses
together and smiled for the cameras as they arrived at their destination.
Once the photo-call was over, they were shown to their honeymoon suite.
Seemed EVERYBODY wanted to get in on the act, and on the huge four-poster bed
were some ‘goodie bags’ for each of them.
Sexy lingerie from Victoria’s Secret, designer swimwear, sunglasses by Dolce and
Gabbana, tee shirts, shorts, sandals…
On a side table was a huge bouquet of fresh orchids, their rich heady fragrance
competing for dominance with the lei garlands around their necks.
There was a fruit basket with every conceivable fruit in it, a huge box of the
finest Belgian chocolates and of course, the obligatory bottle of champagne,
cooling in a bucket of crushed ice.
Buffy ran to the balcony doors and threw them open – the night was balmy and she
looked at the palm fringed beach to the sea, the sound of the waves as they
crashed on the beach sounded so inviting, to the left she could see a huge
bonfire, she could smell barbecue and hear the sounds of a rich Latino beat
throbbing, she could just about make out some silhouettes of couples dancing.
Spike came up behind her, slipped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck
She turned in his arms and began to kiss him.
“Happy, kitten? – Hmm - God I love you!”
“Hmm, blissfully…I love you too…come on, let’s get changed go out and enjoy the
night, we can have all day in bed!”
“Sounds like a plan!”
Chapter 2
Gunn and Wes were standing in the corridor talking, both mentally rubbing their
hands with delight over the Hawaiian venue, when the main office door opened and
Cordelia came flying out, crying.
“Cordy – CORDY – Come back!” Angel stood at the doorway, holding a newspaper, he
dropped his shoulders and sighed, then all everybody heard was a string of very
un-ladylike swear words from Cordy as she banged open the fire doors and
disappeared through them.
“What’s-“ Was all Wes had the chance to say, before Angel thrust the newspaper
into his hands without a word, and went back into the office.
Gunn and Wes frowned after Angel, then Wes straightened out the paper.
Automatically going for the back-page, thinking it was something to do with
company share prices…when they could see nothing of any description to warrant
either Cordy’s or Angel’s behaviour, Wes turned the newspaper round, and they
both saw the blazing headline, and the picture, and after looking at each other,
they began to read the few lines underneath.
“Hey, that’s that guy, I mean vampire that was here and sorted out that gambling
demon’s mess a month or two back…oh look, he and Buffy got…”
“Oh dear!” Wes dropped his arm holding the paper and looked at his colleague.
“Oh dear indeed!” Gunn concurred.
***************
Anya smiled and poured herself more champagne. Well, sparkling wine at least.
She tried not to think about the five star luxury she’d been denied, how it
could have been REAL champagne instead of Spanish Cava, and eating REAL caviar
instead of the lumpfish roe being served…
Sharkman was giving a drinks party on board his boat, and he was talking to a
demon with a weird shaped head. Anya smiled and came and stood by them, linking
her arm around Sharkman’s fin.
“Are you talking business – or can I stay?”
“No baby, you’re fine…isn’t she gorgeous?” Sharkman boasted to the Hammerhead
shark demon he was talking to.
“She sure is…so Sharky my main man…what are you doing back around LA – thought
you said it was too small for your big fancy ideas, two months ago you couldn’t
leave quick enough, in fact, you left so quickly, nobody knew where you were for
a fortnight!”
Sharkman suddenly felt embarrassed and glanced at Anya, but she wasn’t going to
give the game away.
“Oh…you know how it is…(He shrugged) got the boat moored here…I just didn’t like
the set-up, you can’t get the staff these days, I’ll be here for a week or so,
and then I’m moving back up to Vegas!”
This got Anya thinking…suddenly an idea came to her – it was Spike that found
her in the LA hotel room with Sharkman a few months back…and he’d been there as
an indirect link of his old enemy, and Buffy’s old boyfriend, Angel. And Angel
was head of a Wolfram and Hart…renown for the toughest lawyers in the
business……………
“I’ve got it – I’ll sue!” Anya suddenly said out loud
“I’m sorry my dear – sue? – Sue – what, I mean who are-“
“Oh, sorry, take no notice of me…Sharky, baby, can I use your phone?”
“Sure baby, in our cabin, go right ahead!” she left the two shark demons
lighting up cigars and went to the cabin.
She got the number of Wolfram and Hart………
***************
Buffy shrieked as Spike had scooped her up at the waters edge and threatened to
drop her into the surf.
Buffy tightly wound her arms around his neck and kissed him
“You wouldn’t…not after all that I’ve done for you tonight!”
Spike smiled and asked,
“What’s that then Kitten?”
“Well, I’ve got the hotel to get some black screens to put up at the windows on
account of your sun allergy…and I told them that housekeeping must be done in
the evenings while we are out, we don’t want to be disturbed through the day
WHATSOEVER!”
“Oh baby, you did that, for me? – Is it any wonder I love you?”
He set her down carefully and they began to kiss, both getting a little
over-heated.
“Hmm, can’t we just go back to our room and-“
“Wait baby, we can only be out here during the night, let’s have a cocktail, and
some barbecue…little dancing…and then…”
“Then?”
“Then I’m going to make love to you ALL day, promise you, it’ll be all the more
special for waiting!” Buffy rubbed noses with him as she said it and they were
both grinning
“Sounds like heaven!”
“It will be baby…come on, I fancy one of those cocktails that everybody’s
drinking out of coconuts…”
Chapter 3
“For gods sake, doesn’t ANYBODY answer the bloody phone around here…where the
hell is Harmony” Angel groused and snatched up the receiver.
“Yes, hello, what is it?”
“Is that Wolfram and Hart, lawyers?”
“Yes”
“I want to sue somebody – they stole my wedding!”
“What – look, lady, we’re not that kind of lawyers, you need to find-“
Ignoring what Angel was saying, Anya continued,
“I know who you are, I used to be a vengeance demon, but that aside, we have
mutual friends, well acquaintances…”
“………I’m sorry, I’ll pass you over to one of the secretaries when I can find one
that is, they might be able to give you the names of some lawyers that can-“
“Buffy Summers”
“…………Help you – what – what about Buffy?”
“She’s the bitch that’s stolen my wedding, that’s what - her and that bloody
bleached vampire!”
“I’m sorry, who did you say you are again?” Angel’s demeanour changing in an
instant
“I told you, my name is Anya, I was going to marry Xander Harris yesterday at
the House of Aphrodite”
“Go on”
“And it didn’t happen – somehow, they managed to hijack everything, they got
married instead, with my wedding ring, and my bouquet, and then they won MY
honeymoon!”
“I see. So what would you be suing for, exactly?”
“The cost of my wedding…AND the honeymoon they had, it should have been mine –
well mine and Xander’s, but we can forget about him for the moment!”
“I tell you what, Anya…where are you now?”
“On a boat, just off Long Beach”
“Right, can you be at the Starbucks on the beach front at 10.30 tomorrow
morning?”
“Yes”
“Good, I’ll send a car for you”
“Thanks… um, how much will all this cost?”
“Well let me see…as you know Buffy – how about if we do this on a no-win, no-fee
basis – this is just a one off mind” Angel said, smiling to himself
“Excellent, 10.30am Starbucks beach front, got that, bye!” Anya put the phone
down and smiled as she lay down on the bed.
****************
“Xander!” Willow opened her front door and smiled brightly, then she remembered
the circumstances and frowned
“Um are you okay, come in – want some tea?”
“Great, thanks”
Willow went and put the kettle on and came back into the lounge with a plate of
cookies.
“Oh, hey, not for me…I had them for breakfast…and lunch…dinner I had the plain
ones…Oh, but Larry said he liked the cherry ones…”
Willow was nervously stepping form foot to foot, wringing her hands, waiting for
the kettle to boil.
She made tea and took it in.
“So…how was your day – did the guys at the site say anything, what did you tell
them?”
“Oh…I just said there’d been a change of plan” Xander sipped his too hot tea.
He put it down on a coaster and sat forward
“Willow…” Willow felt her stomach muscles tighten, she felt slightly sick and
wondered just how long she could last without blurting out the secret of the
spell…
“Hmm?”
“I’ve heard from Anya again”
“Oh?”
“Yeah…she um, she text me another message” Willow sat there expectantly
“She’s going to sue Buffy and Spike – she said they deliberately stole our
wedding, and she wants compensation”
“Compensation?”
“She wants the cost of the honeymoon”
Willow relaxed a little, thankful that Xander hadn’t asked her any awkward
questions.
“I – I see, and um, h-how do you f-feel about that?”
“Quite frankly, I really don’t know at the moment…see on one hand, I’m wondering
if it’s true, they HAVE kept the rings and did seem to get married and that, but
I just don’t understand………”
“What?”
“How it happened – something happened why did they suddenly do it?”
THAT was a question Willow had been dreading………
Xander didn’t notice Willow’s discomfort and carried on.
“I’ve been over it – I was there, feeling really yucky you know, that bowtie
thing was making me feel sick and faint, Spike opens this door and sits me down
in this room…oh god, the hipflask!”
“Hipflask?”
“Do you think there was something other than vodka in the hipflask?”
Willow was completely confused
“Xander, start again, what hipflask, what vodka?”
“When I felt bad, Spike offers me a mouthful from his hipflask…I was reluctant
at first, thinking if it was Scotch or something, Anya would smell it and go
ballistic, but he told me it was vodka.
I thought for a minute he might have spiked it with something…but I went with
you to the ceremony room, didn’t I, it’s not like it knocked me out or anything,
and they would have done the same thing to Anya wouldn’t they – no…that can’t be
it. Oh gods it just doesn’t make sense! None of it makes sense”
Willow kept glancing at Xander, but she still said nothing about the spell, she
couldn’t risk falling out with him, he’d have nobody………she was aware that Xander
was talking again.
“It was Anya that walked away saying she didn’t want to get married – or her
exact words were oh bollocks, this wedding’s off – who was with Anya when Spike
was with me?”
“Me”
“You and not Buffy?”
Willow nodded
“But at no time did you see Buffy give Anya anything, a, a drink or candy –
anything that could have been spiked to make her walk off like she did”
“No, she couldn’t have, she didn’t!” Willow said, knowing this was the truth,
Xander nodded
“I just don’t get it…oh well, I suppose we’ll find out when Spike and Buffy get
home – oh sorry…(Xander answered his ringing cell-phone) Hello –
Cordelia?………Yes…………really………um, actually no, no I didn’t, all I knew was that
Anya said she was… sorry, what? – When………um yes I suppose so, what for………huh,
I’m just trying to do that now…okay then, bye”
Willow was intrigued that Xander had just had a call from Cordelia.
He slipped the phone back into his pocket
“That was Cordelia – apparently, Anya’s using Wolfram and Hart to sue Buffy –
she seemed surprised I didn’t know it was them she was using…figures I suppose.
Anyway, she wants me at the main LA office next Friday, they need my side of the
story, what I can tell them. They’ve sent a writ to the hotel where Buffy and
Spike are; they’ve been subpoenaed to attend too. Willow, come with me”
“WHAT?”
“Please?”
“Oh, um yeah, c-course!”
**************
Spike and Buffy left it to the last possible second before sunrise to go indoors
from their fantastic night on the beach.
Inside the room, they pulled out the black screens and covered the windows.
Slowly they undressed each other, it didn’t take long as they were both only in
shorts and a tee shirt. It thrilled Buffy as her husband’s eyes appraised every
inch of her warm skin, and she eagerly went to him as he tugged her into a tight
embrace kissing her like there was no tomorrow. They tumbled to the bed still
kissing and Buffy was trying to hold as much of him as she could, his head, his
back, they rolled and kissed, each time their kisses getting more urgent and
needy.
His cool lips brushed her throat, he trailed lower, softly massaging her soft
skinned firm breasts, sucking her hard nipples in turn making her writhe and
beg. Her hands weren’t idle and she fluttered her nails down his back.
Spike continued to leave a trail of cool kisses down her body and he settled
between her silken thighs he raised her bottom and ‘scented’ his cheeks over the
soft scrub of her dark curls, drinking in the scent of her arousal.
Buffy was mewling, making soft little gasps at the back of her throat. Spike
loved this; he felt her fingers in his hair and her softly undulating hips
begging him to taste her………
Swirling his tongue round and round her clit, she let out a wail of pure
pleasure, that turned to breathy little gasps as he alternated between swirling
and swiping back and forth over the hard little bundle of nerves.
Every so often he’d slip his tongue lower to mop up her flowing essence,
growling against her clit, the vibrations sending thrills right through her.
He was getting unbearably hard and kissing quickly up her body he took his
weight on one forearm, positioned himself at her hot wet sex and thrust forward,
nuzzling her neck at the same time.
All Buffy’s senses seemed hypersensitive and she arched her back and raised her
legs, locking her ankles high up around his back. This sent him so deep inside
her that she felt the first orgasm on her before she could properly draw breath.
He felt her muscles squeeze him, but he kept the pace quite slow and deliberate,
pushing all the way in, the sweet sticky friction felt unbelievably good.
Kissing her hard, their tongues fort a duel for supremacy, and he kept up the
steady pace of thrusting up until he was completely hilted, then pulling almost
all the way out. Buffy let her legs drop and putting her feet flat on the
mattress she began to thrust her hips up in time with him, she begged him to go
faster, and she raked her nails down his back, leaving slightly raised red
welts, she bit his neck, sucking hard hickeys, making Spike really pound into
her, his toes digging into the mattress to get some really deep thrusts into her
cervix. Buffy keened as she felt her second orgasm building, she knew it was
going to be so good.
“Oh god…so big………so, so good, don’t stop babe, love you oh god Spike – I – I
love- love you – ooooohhhhh –babe, claim...claim me “ she gasped and pressed his
head to her neck, lifting her chin to give herself to him completely.
Spike eyes rolled as her slick tight walls clenched at his huge hardness, and
she felt him swell, when his fangs slid into the silky soft flesh of her neck
she could feel the pull of her womb match the pull of her blood, giving her the
longest, strongest, deepest orgasm she’d ever had.
Spike removed his fangs and roared out his climax, emptying himself inside her,
before totally collapsing on top of her – he’d never come so hard in his total
existence before!
Buffy was panting, she felt like she’d run a marathon or three! Spike had his
head in her neck, and she kissed his cheek and whispered
“Wow…told you it’d would be worth waiting for!”
Spike grinned and raised his head
“You did pet, you did!” Buffy grinned, felt he was still hard, and still inside
her. Before he knew what was happening, she’d rolled them and was on top.
Spike’s hands immediately went to her hips and she began a slow roll and figure
of eight motion………seven more times they did it, each taking it in turns to
dominate the proceedings, changing positions frequently.
One thing Spike knew, even if he existed to be a thousand years old, he’d never
forget this night, ever.
They made love all day – until sheer exhaustion took over at around 3pm
Chapter 4
“So we’re not going to Hawaii after all then?” Gunn said, not even bothering to
try and keep the disappointment out of his voice.
“Seems not, this woman, this Anya is coming here”
“When?”
“Today, then the big meeting will be a week on Friday, when the honeymoon ends
and they’ll all be here, that Xander bloke, and Buffy and Spike”
Cordelia was at the photocopier and when she came over to put something on
Angel’s desk Gunn said,
“Cordy, as we’re not going to Hawaii now, any ideas as to where we are going?”
She shrugged and said,
“The boss said he hasn’t the time or the inclination to think of, how did he put
it…oh yes, ‘the time or the inclination to deal with such trivialities as this,
when we have REAL cases to deal with’”
“Real cases – real cases, what does he think we deal in – bloody made up ones
any other time?” Gunn was annoyed.
He wasn’t the only one. Trying her best to keep it well hidden, Cordelia was
FURIOUS. She was angry with Angel, his head seemingly still full of Buffy.
Well she’d bide her time, hopefully she’d have her moment soon enough!
*****************
Buffy turned to lie on her stomach, her eyes fluttering open briefly, she saw
the flash of gold on her left hand and smiled.
Raising her head she looked at her ‘husband’, and her smile got wider – she
couldn’t believe it – she, Buffy Anne Summers, the Slayer, the Chosen One, was
MARRIED! - And to a vampire and all, no less…gods, did she live a weird life…She
reached out and stroked down his cool as marble sculptured back, and Spike
turned over
“Hey”
“Hey yourself!”
“Spike”
“Hmm?”
“We’re married!”
“I know…wonderful, isn’t it – although I don’t like these wedding rings…they’re
cheap and nasty. When we get home”
“When we get home, what?”
“When we get home, I’ve got a very, VERY special one for you”
“Really?”
“Really!”
“I love you” Buffy grinned and snuggled up
“I love you too!”
“Babe………look what I’ve got, just for you now!”
“OOOOOHHHHHHHHHH – is that all for me?”
“Every last inch is all yours babe!”
“OOHHHHHHHH Ggoooooooodddddddddddddddddd, yyyeesssssssssssssss!”
*****************
“Sit down, Miss…”
“It SHOULD by right be Mrs Harris now, but you can call me Anya”
“Anya, right, oh um, can I get you a coffee – soft drink?”
“Coffee would be great, thanks”
Angel fussed around getting the coffee for her and then placing it on the desk.
He sat down opposite her and opened a leather bound notebook.
“Now, Anya, can you tell me exactly what happened on the day in question”
Anya began to talk, and Angel took notes………
“………Gone out for a breath of fresh air, you know, butterflies and all that, when
who should be coming outside to meet me, was Spike”
“Spike?”
“Yes, he said he was just going to find me, everyone was getting restless”
she conveniently glossed over the fact that she’d been talking to an old
boyfriend outside, or the fact that she asked Spike out-right if he thought she
was doing the right thing………
“I see, and this was immediately prior to the ceremony was it – I mean the
ceremony that SHOULD have taken place?” Angel asked
“Well, yes”
“Why do you think………hmm, it doesn’t add up – what did he do then?”
“He told me to go to the ceremony room, and he’d go fetch the others”
“He told you, not took you?” Angel asked frowning
Anya nodded, then Angel continued,
“Go on, so what happened next, where were the others?”
Anya shrugged and said,
“I don’t know, Spike walked in the opposite direction to me, I went to the
ceremony room and the registrar was waiting to do his stuff”
“Then what?”
“Then Willow comes in with Xander, he’s looking slightly green around the gills,
and the registrar said ‘Good, can we start now please, you’re already over ten
minutes late!’ So Willow said, hold on, were waiting for the best man and the
bridesmaid, you can’t start yet, as they have the rings and the bride’s bouquet”
“Okay, and?”
“And nothing, that’s it. The registrar gets right cross with us, telling us we
better hurry up coz he’s wanted for a photo-call – as the, well MY prize has
been won”
“So what did you do then?”
“Well, naturally I was SO upset…I um, I said to my Xander I said something like
um, ‘Oh, I’m um, too er, too disappointed to erm, well even THINK about getting
married at this moment my love – can we please postpone it while I get over the
er…the vast disgruntled-ness and frustration at having such a wonderful
honeymoon snatched from our grasp…or something like that” Anya had looked
everywhere other than Angel while she said her piece………
Frowning, Angel doodled on his pad and said,
“At anytime were you told the prize was yours?”
“Um…no” Anya picked at invisible threads on her skirt.
“So at what stage did you learn that Buffy and Spike had got married then?”
“Well, I stormed, um, I –I m-mean I left the ceremony room, and went outside,
and I could see a whole bunch of people on the grass outside by the terrace, and
two people having their photographs taken – there was champagne and-“
“Yes, yes – I take it this was Buffy and Spike, so then what did you do?”
“Well, I went over to them and um, I said, what’s happening and that, and they
both have stupid grins on their faces and said they’d just got married”
“Anything else?”
“Well, I tried to help Buffy get MY wedding ring off her finger…” Anya stared at
her shoes when she said this and Angel said,
“Did she give it to you?”
“Did she hell! Security came and, said, well, insisted I go with them and leave
the couple alone – that’s the last I saw of them – of anybody in fact”
“How does Xander feel about this, is happy that you are suing?”
“I’ve let him know by phonecall, and text…I haven’t seen him”
“You haven’t seen your fiancé since you left the Aphrodite Wedding Chapel on the
evening of the fourth…I see.”
“So, what are my chances?” Anya asked hopefully
Angel knew her chances were zero, but he wanted to get to the bottom of why
Buffy suddenly married Spike, so he thought he’d be cagey…
“Well, as things stand – I’d have to get my legal team on it you understand, and
I’ll need to speak to Xander and Willow too”
“Must you?”
“Well, as they were there, yes – they might hold vital information, and I also
must talk to Buffy and Spike…I really, REALLY MUST”
“Very well…um when will this happen?”
“When their honeymoon’s over, I’ll subpoena them to appear here”
“Good…so, next Friday then. Well, thankyou Mr…?”
“Just call me Angel”
“Thankyou, Angel – Bye”
Outside the office door, Cordelia, Wes and Gunn quickly straightened up from
‘keyholing’ and went off in different directions to look innocent.
They all met by the water cooler
“Well, from what I’ve just heard, she’s got no chance” Wes said, and Gunn nodded
in agreement and said,
“Not a snowball in hell’s chance – so why didn’t he just tell her then, instead
of wasting everybody’s time?”
“The cost?” Wes asked, raising one brow
“Nope – this is a freebie – as it involves Buffy. Saw it in the diary, it’s
marked as NWNF”
“NWNF?” Gunn looked puzzled
“Well, I took it to mean, no win, no fee – all he wants to know is why his
precious Buffy has married Spike, that’s all”
“Oh, schtum, here he comes”
“There you are…I was wondering where everybody had got to…is Harmony about?”
Angel asked walking towards the trio.
Without looking at him, Cordelia disengaged herself from the group and said,
“Day off, I’ll see you two guys later”
“Yeah, see you Cordy”
“Later ‘Delia”
Angel watched her walk down the corridor, and said,
“She won’t speak, she’s still sore with me”
Both Gunn and Wes gave Angel an incredulous look
“Well, what do you expect, man – jeez! There’s you two supposed to be an item,
but your heads too full of Buffy, no wonder she’s sore at you!”
Angel frowned and said,
“It’s not!”
“Oh come on! – You roared like a bear when you saw the front of that Las Vegas
newspaper!” Wesley reminded him
Angel looked pained and said,
“It’s Spike! I want to know what he’s done to Buffy – she’d NEVER marry him
without some shenanigans going on!”
“You don’t know that!”
“I do! I KNOW Spike!”
Chapter 5
“Suns coming up babe – we must…I’m sorry” Spike felt awful, they’d just had a
walk along the beach, paddling in the clear water…
“Shh babe, it’s okay, don’t be sorry – we’ve had another wonderful night”
Spike drew her towards him, cuddled her up and buried his head in the crook of
her neck and nuzzled.
“Just once, I’d love to be able to watch the sunrise with you” Spike whispered
Buffy held the back of his head to her and closed her eyes for a few moments,
and then she said,
“Oh well, no biggie – seen one, you seen them all…come on – lets go to bed –
hope you’ve saved some energy for me and aren’t all limbo’ed out – you got down
very low with that bar!”
“Getting out of tricky situations, love!”
Buffy rolled her eyes and smiled as they pulled the black screens across the
windows in their room.
“Right, shall we – oh!” Buffy turned to see Spike already naked, heading for the
bathroom
“Last one in sits the plughole end! It’s where the spiders watch from the
over-flow!”
Buffy suppressed a grin and was soon naked herself
“Oh Spikey…if YOU sit the plughole end, I’ll…………………………
(Well, they have to be allowed SOME secrets, they are on honeymoon! – Needless
to say, Spike volunteered to sit the plug end EVERTIME if that was his reward!)
The rest of the honeymoon passed far too quickly – sometimes while Spike slept,
Buffy would go out to the beach to sunbathe, but most of the time they spent
making love, and talking. All too soon the last day, Wednesday came.
“What time’s the flight again, love?”
“Nine…but the limo will be here just gone four to pick us up, and he knows to
drive the underground parking lot”
“Right…it’s a pity we can’t take these, they’d be useful!”
Spike indicated the black pullout screens
“No room, I can only just about fit the bathrobes into this designer carrier
sack!”
“Buffy Sum- I mean – wow, I just thought, you’re not a Summers anymore, are
you?!”
“Oh – THAT’S what I wanted to ask you! Remember at the airport check in, when I
went to change the flight time – the woman behind the desk was all nice and
polite, and she said, ‘I’ll just go and change this for you, Mrs – and I
realised; I didn’t know my own married surname!”
“Sorry, it’s – “ a voice from outside interrupted him
(KNOCK, KNOCK - House-keeping!)
Buffy went over to the door and opened it two inches and said,
“I told you, not during the day, my husband has-“
“Sorry ma’am, last day, you go by 12.30 lunch, is rules”
“What – but Spike can’t he’ll-“
“I will do other rooms next, but you must go by lunchtime” The Filipino
chambermaid said. Buffy closed the door and said,
“Oh hell – did you get that babe?”
“Uh huh, no matter, we’ll just have to wrap these screens around me until the
limo arrives”
***************
Thursday lunchtime, Buffy’s house.
It looked ridiculous. Buffy the one end of the sofa, Spike the other, both
wearing sunglasses and under strict instructions from Willow NOT to look each
other in the eyes. Spike had opened the subpoena form Wolfram and Hart, and it
lay on the sofa between them. To say he wasn’t happy would be an
understatement………
Willow paced and wrung her hands.
Spike had had enough, and tore off his glasses.
“This is – is SO fucking stupid!”
“I know, I’m sorry, I’m, SO SORRY!” Willow whined
“Well it’s a bit bloody late for sorry – “
“Spike, calm yourself, sit down, you’re not helping!” Buffy said quietly. Spike
glared at her and snapped,
“I’M not helping? Me? – And I suppose walking around, wearing a hole in the
carpet wringing her hands like she’s doing is helping a whole bloody load is it?
Look, babe, look at me – Buffy, please baby” Spike knelt down in front of his
wife, and Buffy made a token gesture at resisting looking at him by turning her
head to the left.
Spike was having none of it and he gently turned her face to him, plucked the
dark glasses off her face, and any doubts Buffy had been having about her
marriage melted away as soon as she looked into Spike’s eyes.
“No – NO! What did I tell you – you mustn’t look into oh…goddess…” Willow sighed
as Buffy and Spike were petting and cooing at each other again.
“At least it wasn’t a love spell! She said the love had to be already there for
it to work…please baby…don’t end what we’ve got, I love you, so much, I really
do – this means everything to me, what we have” Spike was earnestly stroking her
hair or her arm, looking deeply into her eyes.
Buffy gave him a watery smile and nodded
“I know, it does to me too, I love you too” Spike relaxed his tense shoulders
and gently pulled her towards him
“Well then, this isn’t so bad, is it – we’ll get through this!”
The front door opened and Xander breezed in.
“Oh, so you’re back!” he said, seeing Spike on his knees and the back of Buffy
sitting on the sofa.
“They got back at six o’clock this morning” Willow said. Xander frowned as
neither Buffy nor Spike so much as acknowledged his presence, they were too busy
kissing and rubbing noses and whispering to each other.
“Would you tell them the honeymoon’s over now, they can go back to fighting!”
“Um…Xander…I have something to tell you.” Xander dragged his eyes off Buffy and
Spike, and looked at Willow and his frown lines deepened as Willow was almost
hopping from foot to foot, she was wringing her hands and biting her bottom lip.
“Hmm? – What’s that then Will? – You look kinda angsty”
“Um, come – come in here, and sit down………now promise me you won’t shout”
Xander plonked himself down on one of the dining room chairs. He hadn’t a clue
what she was going to say, but he’d got a feeling he wasn’t going to like it………
“…………I can’t believe……… a SPELL! You used a magic spell! ………All this time, you
knew! I’ve been wracking my brains, trying to figure things out, and you knew
all the time it was you and a spell? Oh Willow, how could you?”
Willow was near to tears, and she squeaked,
“I know! And I’m really sorry, but I did it for you and Anya! I wanted you to be
happy – you were having doubts, and, and well I thought-!”
“You thought? – That’s just it Will, you DIDN’T think! Oh god – you’ve screwed
up big this time round…the cookies - THAT’S what all the baking was about!
So…what do they say about it?” Xander jerked his thumb over his shoulder.
“Well, erm-“ Xander turned to look where he’d just indicated, but the couple
weren’t there…
“Oh, where did, what’s oh, OH GOD!” he listened for a few seconds, and from
upstairs could be heard the sound of the bed creaking rhythmically, and erotic
groaning, cries of ecstasy and pleasured gasps from upstairs.
“I’m SO sorry Xander” Willow said, finding her voice at last
Xander glanced at Willow, then at the tablecloth on the dining room table.
“So, go on, what do those two think…or are they just involved in one long
uber-bonk-fest and you haven’t had time to tell them yet?” Xander asked, without
looking at Willow
“They know, I told them first thing…Buffy seemed sad at first, and Spike, he was
angry, he doesn’t like magic – and they’ve had a subpoena to be at Wolfram and
Hart tomorrow too.
“Buffy was sad – I don’t follow?”
“She thought that the whole feelings thing was manufactured at first, and it
isn’t, wasn’t that sort of spell, all I did was a sort of enhancing spell…to
help you live in peace and harmony, it wasn’t a love spell, the love had to be
there already…I-I was scared for you Xander”
“Scared, why?”
“Something Spike said”
“Oh HIM – he’s an idiot, you don’t want to listen to anything Captain peroxide-
“Hear me out, please?” Willow interrupted Xander sighed and nodded, began to
trace the pattern on the tablecloth with his finger………
“Go on”
“He just said, that one day, she’d revert to type, and might want to get
vengeance on you – that’s why I did a peace and harmony spell…Xander please
forgive me, I couldn’t bear it if Anya hurt you and if we fell out, well, I
couldn’t bear that either!” Willow crouched by Xander’s knee, looking into his
face, she had the ‘deer-caught-in-the-headlights’ look and he knew he couldn’t
be angry with her.
He put his hand on her shoulder and drew her in for a hug.
Willow let the tears fall.
“Shush, don’t cry Will, I can’t bear it when you cry”
“Do you forgive me?” Xander held her out at arms length and smiled, he brushed
away a few of her tears and said,
“How can I not forgive my best friend who was only looking after my best
interests at heart, hmm? Come on, silly…although you must promise me-“
“I know…(she sniffed loudly) not to do it again!”
“Yeah”
“I promise”
“Good…so what happens now with…oh god, can’t they keep it down up there!”
Xander looked up to the ceiling and frowned as another climactic roar rent the
air!