AN: Hey there alls! I haven't been at the ol' fanfic in a while but after a semester long hyatus I'm back on it! I hope you like this one. Pu-lease leave me reviews, even flames.
Diclaimer: Duh, I don't own them. I'm a broke college student to the most you would be likely to get out of me is ya sued me would be my beloved computer.
Notes: Thanks to my awesome beta Laney! This can be distributed if you want but please ask my permission first: wvu_kerq@hotmail.com
Chapter 1:
The phone on the counter had been ringing off the hook all day and it was starting to get on Buffy's nerves. This was the umpteenth million time it had rung today and Buffy's headache only increased with each subsequent ring.
"You've reached the Magic Box, Buffy speaking, can I help you?" Buffy's voice sounded flat and dull, reflecting her mood. "Yes, we have that and it can be picked up today if you'd like," she paused, "Yes, we're open until 5pm. Thanks, buh-bye." She dropped the phone on its receiver with a sigh. "I'm so tired today, I dunno what's up!"
"Maybe, you're coming down with something. It could even be Spike. See last time Xander and I went on an all night orgasm-fest I didn't feel so great the next day," Anya stated gleefully. Buffy rolled her eyes and her coworker and wife of her best friend, Xander Harris. "Or it could just be a head cold, I get those, too."
"You little demon! I'm guessing it's not Spike," she smiled at the thought of her long-term boyfriend, William "Spike" Rosenburgh. He was the brother of her other best friend, Willow. "Although, we've had some really good nights in the last week."
"Ha, I know that look! You're in love with him!"
"Well… uhm… ya know…" she hedged, "yes! I am, totally head over for him. God, I wish he would just propose already!" It was a long-standing joke that Buffy and Spike had hated each other for 13 years, then found each other undeniably attractive. However, Spike had never shown any intention of marrying Buffy, only being some type of long-term boyfriend. "Anyway, on topics that don't aggravate my headache, I'm gonna go hunt down Giles and ask if I can leave early." She started to head to the storerooms. "Oh! There's gonna be a guy coming later to pick up a Theban Orb, he wants to turn himself into a slug, I think." She and Anya giggled over their customer base. "See you tomorrow!"
"Giles!" She walked briskly back to the office in the storeroom, "Giles, I need the rest of the day off, I feel icky!" She poked her head into the office to see her boss and step-father typing away at his computers,
"Are there a lot of customers up there?"
"No! The phones been ringing off the hook but it's nothing Anya can't handle." She pouted, trying to look extra pitiful.
"Fine, but make very sure Anya has everything under control before you go home. I don't think your mother's working today so she should be available for bedside nursing." He smiled fondly.
"Thanks a ton, bye!" She scampered out of the office with more energy than she really felt. "Anya, I'm outta here!" Buffy grabbed her purse while heading out the door. "Don't offend any customers while I'm gone!" Anya smiled and waved as she waltzed out the door.
Buffy caught the bus back to her house in only five minutes which pleased her to no end; it meant less time standing around with a headache and no Tylenol. While waiting for the bus to get to her stop she thought about her relationship with Spike. He made her smile, laugh, and orgasm. Of course there was more to the relationship, but those were the important parts. Her mom and Giles liked him, he was a brother of her best friend which made him almost part of the family already. Xander didn't like him too much, but he tolerated him well enough. Buffy smiled to herself. She really was in love with Spike, she just wondered if the feeling was mutual. Sure he said he loved her… but he wasn't so big with the shiny rocks and "will you marry me?"
When the bus dropped Buffy off a block from her house her head was pounding as she walked quickly to her front door.
"Mom? Are you there?" She headed up to her bedroom, dropping her keys, bag, and jacket on the stairs. "Mom! I need you!" She headed to the bathroom for Tylenol before going to her room.
"I'm here Buffy, what's the matter?"
"Headache. Much pain. Going to bed. Can you make me some soup when I wake up?" She pouted like she had for Giles.
"Sure, sweety. Just call for me when you wake up." Joyce kissed the top of Buffy's sun streaked hair and left her to take a nap.
Diclaimer: Duh, I don't own them. I'm a broke college student to the most you would be likely to get out of me is ya sued me would be my beloved computer.
Notes: Thanks to my awesome beta Laney! This can be distributed if you want but please ask my permission first: wvu_kerq@hotmail.com
Chapter 1:
The phone on the counter had been ringing off the hook all day and it was starting to get on Buffy's nerves. This was the umpteenth million time it had rung today and Buffy's headache only increased with each subsequent ring.
"You've reached the Magic Box, Buffy speaking, can I help you?" Buffy's voice sounded flat and dull, reflecting her mood. "Yes, we have that and it can be picked up today if you'd like," she paused, "Yes, we're open until 5pm. Thanks, buh-bye." She dropped the phone on its receiver with a sigh. "I'm so tired today, I dunno what's up!"
"Maybe, you're coming down with something. It could even be Spike. See last time Xander and I went on an all night orgasm-fest I didn't feel so great the next day," Anya stated gleefully. Buffy rolled her eyes and her coworker and wife of her best friend, Xander Harris. "Or it could just be a head cold, I get those, too."
"You little demon! I'm guessing it's not Spike," she smiled at the thought of her long-term boyfriend, William "Spike" Rosenburgh. He was the brother of her other best friend, Willow. "Although, we've had some really good nights in the last week."
"Ha, I know that look! You're in love with him!"
"Well… uhm… ya know…" she hedged, "yes! I am, totally head over for him. God, I wish he would just propose already!" It was a long-standing joke that Buffy and Spike had hated each other for 13 years, then found each other undeniably attractive. However, Spike had never shown any intention of marrying Buffy, only being some type of long-term boyfriend. "Anyway, on topics that don't aggravate my headache, I'm gonna go hunt down Giles and ask if I can leave early." She started to head to the storerooms. "Oh! There's gonna be a guy coming later to pick up a Theban Orb, he wants to turn himself into a slug, I think." She and Anya giggled over their customer base. "See you tomorrow!"
"Giles!" She walked briskly back to the office in the storeroom, "Giles, I need the rest of the day off, I feel icky!" She poked her head into the office to see her boss and step-father typing away at his computers,
"Are there a lot of customers up there?"
"No! The phones been ringing off the hook but it's nothing Anya can't handle." She pouted, trying to look extra pitiful.
"Fine, but make very sure Anya has everything under control before you go home. I don't think your mother's working today so she should be available for bedside nursing." He smiled fondly.
"Thanks a ton, bye!" She scampered out of the office with more energy than she really felt. "Anya, I'm outta here!" Buffy grabbed her purse while heading out the door. "Don't offend any customers while I'm gone!" Anya smiled and waved as she waltzed out the door.
Buffy caught the bus back to her house in only five minutes which pleased her to no end; it meant less time standing around with a headache and no Tylenol. While waiting for the bus to get to her stop she thought about her relationship with Spike. He made her smile, laugh, and orgasm. Of course there was more to the relationship, but those were the important parts. Her mom and Giles liked him, he was a brother of her best friend which made him almost part of the family already. Xander didn't like him too much, but he tolerated him well enough. Buffy smiled to herself. She really was in love with Spike, she just wondered if the feeling was mutual. Sure he said he loved her… but he wasn't so big with the shiny rocks and "will you marry me?"
When the bus dropped Buffy off a block from her house her head was pounding as she walked quickly to her front door.
"Mom? Are you there?" She headed up to her bedroom, dropping her keys, bag, and jacket on the stairs. "Mom! I need you!" She headed to the bathroom for Tylenol before going to her room.
"I'm here Buffy, what's the matter?"
"Headache. Much pain. Going to bed. Can you make me some soup when I wake up?" She pouted like she had for Giles.
"Sure, sweety. Just call for me when you wake up." Joyce kissed the top of Buffy's sun streaked hair and left her to take a nap.