Mine
Disclaimer- I own nothing. All these wonderful characters are the brainchildren of the wonderful Joss Whedon. I only take them out to play sometimes.
Distribution: Just ask and give credit where it's due.
Pairing: W/S/A, B/R, G/J, X/A , C/W
Rating: R
Set after Something Blue. Oz has left. Willow wakes up in the arms of not one but 2 vampire lovers and no memory of what happened. How does she explain this to the Scoobies? Chapter
1- About last night
Willow woke up suddenly. It was afternoon already. Oh no! I've missed all my classes. Why didn't Buffy wake me? Willow thought to herself in a groggy haze. As she began to sit up, Willow became aware of three things; 1 she was not in her bed, 2 she was not alone, and 3 her head was killing her. Ok think Rosenberg. What happened last night?
She couldn't concentrate between the severe headache and the cool arm around her. She looked down at the pair of hands on her naked flesh. Naked? Oh goddess! What did I do? She racked her brain trying to think but nothing was coming. Wait. These arms don't match. And why are they so cold?
Risking a weary glance, Willow looked first to her left then to her right. Sleeping peacefully beside her were the two men she'd fantasized about since her sophmore year of High School. The brunette god lay beside her at just the right angle for her to nuzzle into his chest while the platinum blonde was within reach for her to play with his hair. As these thoughts crossed her mind, Willow admonished herself for loosing focus. Ok. Never mind that two very gorgeous vampires are naked in bed with you and all your dreams are coming true. How did we get here to begin with?
Willow thought back to the spell she'd cast 2 days before. She had let things get out of hand. She knew that but everyone forgave her, even Spike who couldn't stand the fact that he'd betrayed his heart and kissed Buffy instead of the woman he really loved. Willow assumed he meant Dru. The problem was Willow couldn't forgive herself. So, she asked Spike to join her in a pity party involving a lot of alcohol. Hence the headache. Willow had just recently altered the curse on Angel making his soul permanent. He had come to Sunnydale to thank Willow. But on the way he found Buffy instead. He saw he shamelessly flirting with some overgrown boyscout and that pissed him off enough to go find a pub himself. They all wound up at Willy's bar. Willy had protested of course, but gave up in the end, praying that his bar would still be standing by the end of the night. Spike ordered some of his favorite whiskey for himself and Willow.
Angel looked so hurt and alone so we asked him to join us. Willow thought idly. She glanced back to his sleeping form. She wanted nothing more at the moment than to press her lips to his. Bad Willow.
Willow remembered getting toasted. She knew Angel was too. But Spike had seemed to be staying strangely sober. It wasn't just because his sire was with him either. Oh yeah. One of the soldiers had found Willy's bar and Spike couldn't do anything to him, not with the chip in his head. Willow had walked right up to the boy in green and wavered her hand in front of his face- "Forget." He turned and promptly left. That was the last thing she remembered. What ever they'd done, Willow knew they'd had fun. She was sore all over. She glanced back at the sleeping boys and smiled. All her dreams had come true. She was in bed with Angel and Spike and both looked quite contented. Willow stretched a bit raising her arms above her head and lifting her tummy up.
Spike woke first and just stared at the red head beauty beside him. He just couldn't find the words. He knew he'd be sharing her with his sire for the rest of their lives but he didn't care. Truth be told he had missed having Angel around. Angel, the man who'd always called him a 'broken' vampire, Peaches, lay on the other side of Willow. As she moved to stretch, Spike reached his hand out to touch Angel at the same time. He wanted them both to know they were a trinity. You get one, you get them all. Raising his blue eyes to meet Willow's face he smiled.
"Morning pet."
'Not morning. Afternoon. And since when did you call me pet?" Willow smiled back. It felt so right to be in his arms. It felt like she was home.
"Would you prefer 'poppet' or 'pip' instead? Or how bout luv?"
"I like them all. As long as it means you aren't going to leave me too." Fear of that happening to her flashed across her eyes and tears began to form in her eyes before he could reply.
"Never gonna leave. Couldn't if I tried." Spike assured her and he placed a kiss on her stomach. Willow hadn't seen Angel wake up but he tightened his grip just then,
"Me neither. You're stuck with us love." Angel hoped she understood. He had been drunk the night before but she may not have remembered what they did. They had performed the rites of mating. Childe, Sire and lover had claimed one another in a flurry of activity. They would never leave her and nor she them. Angel leaned down and kissed Willow full on. He pushed his tongue in her mouth gently and began to probe the depths he knew so well. Shocked at first, Willow almost pulled away but then she let go of her fears and returned the kiss. Willow looked down at Spike as he rested his head on her stomach. She ran her fingers through his hair and smiled.
"Wonder how long we've been here? Have they sent out the search party yet?" Willow joked.
"Probably not. Buffy's kind of preoccupied with the boyscout don't you think? And Xander and Anya, well." Angel spoke softly.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. How are we going to explain this to everyone?"
"We'll figure that out later, after dark when we go to see them. Right now, let's do an instant replay of last night. In case you can't quite remember the high lights." Spike suggested.
"How'd you know I forgot?"
"'S what happens when mortals get drunk. They forget."
"Won't forget this time." Willow smiled and allowed her inhabitions to flee her as she curled into their arms.
"Where could Willow be? I mean. I know we're all supposted to be pissed at her and all but she's been gone for an entire day. She missed her classes and well, when has she ever missed classes?" Xander was frightened. He knew they couldn't trust Spike and now his best friend was probably lying somewhere, dead.
"Relax, Xand. She's safe. Spike couldn't hurt her and she really can take care of herself." Buffy tried to calm her friend's fears and not let on that she shared them. They sat around the table at Giles' house. They had been up all night waiting for the redhead hacker to return with the vampire but as the day wore on, they began to worry more. Giles poured himself another cup of tea as he glanced back at the weary trio in his loft. Anya had fallen asleep beside her boyfriend and the watcher felt as drained as they were. Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Giles walked back into the living room just as the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it. You guys stay there." Giles spoke softly. No one had the energy left to do much of anything. "Yes, may I help you?"
"Um, is Buffy here? She said if I couldn't reach her at home or in the dorm to try here. And when she wasn't in class, I got worried." Riley spoke quickly. He was obviously smitten with the Slayer.
"You must be Riley. Please, come in." Giles stepped aside for the muscular young man to enter his home. Buffy almost screamed at Giles. She knew she had to look terrible after the night she'd had Riley didn't seem to notice. He just looked into her weary eyes and smiled.
"Buffy, are you ok? You weren't in class and well," Riley nervously ran his fingers through his hair. "I got worried. Thought maybe I'd said something last night or you were avoiding me. I know things have been weird the last couple of days, but..."
"Oh, goodness. That's not it Riley. Willow, my roommate, she didn't come home last night and she went out with some one we weren't sure we could trust and now we're afraid we may have been right."
"Oh, Buffy. I'm so sorry." Riley ran to her side and pulled her into a warm hug. His tight embrace supported her and Buffy collapsed into his arms. She felt so safe there.
"Why don't you children go upstairs and rest. I'll wait down here for Willow," Giles suggested as he looked to the young adults he had come to love as his own children. Worry rushed over him as he thought of his missing child. "I'll call a few others and try to find her. Please just get some rest."
Riley obeyed Giles' orders and lifted the limp Buffy in his arms. Xander followed suit with Anya, though he wasn't as suave as Riley was. They made their way up the narrow stairs. "Where's the bedroom?"
"Follow me," Xander said as he took the lead and they entered Giles' bedroom. He was very thankful that Giles had a king sized bed. Gently placing Anya towards the middle of the bed, Xander fell in beside her. Riley placed Buffy on the other side and crawled in beside her. He wanted nothing more than to protect her from the world. Too many monsters out there. Gotta keep the humans safe.
"Omigawd! That was. WOW!" Willow slumped down on the bed and traced circles on Spike's sweat covered back. Her head rested on Angel's arm. "And we did that all night?" Willow laughed, "No wonder I hurt."
Angel and Spike laughed. Sire and Childe were where they finally needed to be, right in the arms of their beautiful tree. She was strong and lovely. Angel wrapped his arms around her. "We need to shower."
"Um, is there a shower here? Where is here?"
"We're at the mansion luv. Didn't you recognize it?" Spike laughed.
"Um, since we've been in here all day long and I don't really remember ever being in any other room except the front foyer," Willow smiled. Spike's laughter tickled her. She looked down at his blue eyes. "Don't laugh at me."
That only made both vampires laugh harder. Willow laughed too. "The shower's down the hall Little one. You go first, we'll keep each other company till then." Willow wasn't sure what would happen. Until recently they hated each other. Willow realized that hatred was so strong it could only be deeply rooted in love. Shaking her head slowly as the knowledge hit her, Willow made her way to the bathroom. She looked back to see Spike curl up into Angel's arms. She saw how right it was for the two of them to be together. Willow stopped in the doorway and blew them kisses.
"You know, I think I love you both." She smiled and walked down the hall before they could respond.
"'S been awhile luv." Spike whispered as he nuzzled into Angel's arms.
"Too long m'boy." Angel leaned down to kiss the top of Spike's head. "Far too long. Spike, I'm sorry."
"For what?" Spike asked, afraid that Angel regretted the actions of the previous night.
"For ever leaving you. I never wanted to do that. You know that right?" Angel said with tear filled eyes.
"I know luv. I know." Both were too tired to do much more so they simply rested there until Willow returned.
"Hey Peaches, now that I'm all neutered, why don't we all move in here. One big happy family?" Spike suggested.
"You know as well as I do that it's up to Willow."
Giles was pacing around his apartment home. He decided to call L.A. If anyone knew where Spike would take Willow it would be Angel.
"Angel investigations, we help the helpless." Cordelia put on her best business voice. Wesley stood beside the desk hoping to hear some new case arriving. Anything would be better than sitting around with his former crush just waiting. The last day had made him start thinking of her that way again. "You haven't seen him yet? No, Giles. He went to see Willow, to thank her."
Wesley wished he could hear what the Watcher was saying. Cordelia was drawing pictures on the note pad before her. Wesley had no idea what they meant. "She didn't tell you?! No it's just, Giles, Willow gave Angel his soul. Permanently. I thought he would have gone to see Buffy already."
Wesley relaxed and sat back down. This really didn't involve Angel, Investigations, only Angel. Wesley went back to studying Cordelia, her smile, her laugh, her sparkling eyes. He watched concern cross her face briefly but it faded. Wesley remembered Giles' advice to him two years before. They had blown it then but they were older now, wiser, and unhindered by pretense.
Willow walked in just as Angel spoke. She was wrapped in a towel and drying her hair with another. "What's up to me?"
"Us living together like a family right here in the mansion." Angel replied. He noticed how breathtaking she was in a towel. She didn't even know she was beautiful.
"Sounds good to me. But, if we're going to do this I'm going to need a few things. 1- my own room to study and meditate. 2- clothes. You kinda destroyed mine last night. 3- food: I'm starving."
"Spike jumped up when she agreed to move in. She really did know the implications of what they'd done. "You mean it, pet? Is a big step. We'd understand if you aren't ready."
"No, I want to. Trust me I want to. We're one now. But I'm serious on the conditions. I'm starving and naked. Come on," Willow started to bounce up and down to get their attention.
Angel sat up and stared at her. "Ok, ok. Spike, you shower. I'll get Willow something to wear." Spike quickly obeyed and went to the shower. Angel grabbed the sheet and wrapped himself in it. "I would give you some of Dru's clothes but she was always a bit of a waif. They wouldn't fit a Barbie doll. Instead take a pair of Spike's jeans and one of my shirts. It'll be baggy but..."
"Thanks." Angel led her to the dresser which held many pairs of black jeans and pulled out a shirt for her to wear. Willow pulled the clothes on and tied the shirt off behind her, exposing her midriff. "A bit big but it works."
"Yes it does!" Angel pulled her in for a kiss. "You taste like strawberries baby." Angel smiled and grabbed his own clothes; a pair of black leather pants and a red silk shirt.
Giles cleaned his glasses. Problems just kept arising. It must be Tuesday. Giles decided if Angel was back in town he might try to reach Buffy at home. Time to make phone call number 2.
"Hello, Joyce?" Giles spoke calmly so as not to worry her. No one knew about their relationship but he didn't want to excite the woman he loved, not in that sense at least. "Um, Yes dear. No. They're all upstairs asleep. Still no news from Willow. I know. Listen, Joyce, has Angel come by or called you? No? I fear this is not good."
Sunset was only an hour away. Giles prayed it wasn't too late to save Willow. Giles stood by the window and watched his hope go down like the sun. Dear God please don't let it be too late.