Title: LA Willow
Author: Challie B
Email: challieb_0730@yahoo.com
Rating: PG so far
Disclaimer: Joss and Mutant Enemy own everything; I’m broke so don’t sue me.
Summary: Willow & Spike need to get away.
Feedback: PLEASE. I need it like a drug.
Distribution: Fire & Ice, Lover’s Walk, WitchFanFic. Everyone else ask and ye shall receive.
Author's Notes: < > = thoughts.

Part 10/?


Willow opened the door. As soon as she stepped in side arms grabbed her around the waist. "Okay. I’ve got her. You tickle her feet until she tells us what’s going on," Spike said at her ear.

Angel shook his head at his childe. "Spike, put her down."

Reluctantly Spike released the witch. "You’re still going to tell us what you were doing," he said. He saw the look in her eye. "And don’t compare me to Buffy. Oracles can be dangerous."

"Spike’s right, Willow. What were you doing?" Angel asked.

"I’ll tell you both, but right now I need to talk to Spike for a minute," she said as she pulled the blonde vampire to the bedroom. She shut the door and looked Spike in the eye. "Do you still care for Angel?"

"What the hell kind of question is that?"

"A simple one. I know there’s been some bad blood between you. Namely Drucilla." She stared at him with her bright green eyes. "Do you still care for him?"

Spike glanced at the floor before looking back into her eyes. "I guess. He’s my sire after all"

"No guessing, Spike. I need to know."

"Yes."

"Okay. Are you still attracted to him sexually?" She didn’t even blush at the question.

"That’s kind of personal don’tcha think, Red?" Her eyes never left his. Silently she demanded an answer. "Yeah, I am."

"Good. Then this will work. Come on," she said as she pulled his arm.

"What are you talking about?" he asked as she dragged him into the living room.

"It’s better if I explain it to both of you at the same time. Please sit down." She waited until they were both seated on the couch. "Okay. Now I don’t want either one of you to speak before I’ve finished." They both nodded their heads. "The other day I ran across Jenny Carpenter’s disk." Her eyes settled on Angel’s face as a look or remorse fell across it. "Now if you don’t knock that off I’ll hit you. Angelus killed Jenny not you, for the billionth time. Now when I found the disk I didn’t think much of it. I planned on giving it to Giles. Maybe he can use a new coaster or something, but I wanted to look through it before I handed it over. Then you invited me to LA, Angel. I invited Spike to come with me. With what the Oracles told me everything has been leading up to this."

"Well, now that that’s clear as Calculus," Spike muttered.

"Shut up, Spike. Let her finish," Angel said.

"Actually it is as clear as Calculus. We have all the elements for the equation. It’s just a matter of solving the problem. Which I have. This morning when I woke up I read through the files on the tape and did a little research. The main problem is Angel’s happiness clause in his curse."

"Now, Willow..."

"Don’t interrupt, Angel. I debated about this. I know you have that whole redemption thing going on. That’s why you do what you do. Anyway I wanted to make sure if I fixed the curse it wouldn’t interfere with your soul’s redemption cuz I know that’s important to you. So I went to see the Oracles. They said it wouldn’t cause any harm. In fact it seems they gave me the solution. I think it was the chocolate that did it. Anyhow. I know exactly what I need to do, but I need you to help."

"I understand Angel’s need to participate, but what was all that in the bedroom about, luv?" Spike asked as he leaned his elbows on his knees.

"The spell needs to be cast while he’s breaking his curse," she mumbled. Willow could feel her face heating up.

"Excuse me?" they both asked at the same time.

"You need to have sex," she said louder.

They stared at her in silence. Then they looked at each other and back at her. "With you?" Angel asked.

"What’s wrong with me?" Willow asked slightly offended.

"Not with her. I think she means me. Don’t you, pet?" Spike said as he came to understand her earlier questions.

"Yeah. I need to perform the new spell as the curse is broken."

"So you’re going to watch?" Angel asked. He wasn’t sure about this. While sex with Spike wasn’t going to be a chore, he was still attracted to him, but he wasn’t sure if he could perform while Willow watched. Fortunately the mental image in his head brought an instant reaction to his body.

"Well, I kind of have to. I mean it has to be done at the right moment. And I haven’t learned to see through walls."

"Are you sure about this, pet?"

"What if it doesn’t work? Angelus will come back. He’d kill you, Will."

"Does no one trust my abilities? I did the curse before. I know exactly what I need to do. I told you the Oracles or the PTB gave me the information. I can do this, Angel," she said as she knelt down before him. She placed her hands on his knees.

His brown eyes searched her green ones. He turned to his childe. "Spike?"

"If Willow thinks she can do it, I’ll help." Spike wasn’t sure about his roll in this whole mess, but he’d try his best.

Willow hopped up to her feet and hugged and kissed him. "Thank you, Spike. I have some things I need to get together. We can do this tonight if you’d like." She was running out the door.

Angel sat back and leaned his head against the back of the couch. "Thank you, Spike," he said as he rolled his head to look at the man beside him. "I’m sure this isn’t easy for you."

"No sweat, mate," he said as he walked into the kitchen. Opening the fridge he pulled out a bag of blood. He poured it into a ceramic mug and put it in the microwave.

"Spike?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Angel asked as he put his hand on Spike’s shoulder. He could feel the muscle’s bunch.

Spike turned to Angel and said, "Yeah. I told Willow I’d do it. But I’ll tell you this right now. If it doesn’t work I’ll stake Angelus before he can hurt Willow."

"Good. I’m glad. I don’t want her hurt." He reached his hands out and grasped Spike’s shoulders. "I’ve missed you, Spike."

Blue eyes looked into brown. "I’ve missed you, too, Peaches."

Angel lowered his mouth to Spike’s. The cold touch familiar touch of his lips brought a serge of life to his cock. Angel groaned and Spike trust his tongue between his sires lips. Both of their hands roamed over each others body.

Willow walked back into the kitchen. The sight of the two men she loved locked in an embrace was very erotic. Shaking her head to clear it, she said, "Hey! Not ready for that yet. Geez, guys, take a cold shower. We still have a couple of hours before I’ll be ready for the spell. Angel, I was thinking you’re bedroom would be better than out here to perform the spell. Less chance for interruption."

"Sure, Willow."




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