AUTHOR: Goddess Isa
EMAIL: goddessisa@aol.com
SUMMARY: Buffy gets ready to go LA to visit Angel and takes criticism and support both from unlikely sources
SPOILER: Pangs
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RATING: TV-14
DISCLAIMER: Sunnydale people = Joss. Insane and VERY tired = Isa The song I sort of use is by Aimee Mann. She's amazing.
"I wish I was both young and stable," Buffy sang as she packed. "Then I too, could have the life that you do."
"Buffy?" Willow entered and turned down the music. "I could hear that stuff playing all the way down the -- whatcha doin'?"
"Packing."
"I can see that. Where ya goin'?"
"LA."
Willow's face showed worry. "Oh, Buffy..."
"Don't. Don't, okay? I've already been over this with Giles and I don't need to hear it from you, too."
"Buffy, you--"
"I cannot believe you're doing this."
"What am I doing? Angel came here to see me, I'm going to see him."
"Yeah, but Buffy, he came to see you because he was worried about you and he wanted to try and protect you. I think you're going to see him to try and get back at him, or maybe even to.."
"To what?" Buffy demanded.
'To try and get him to come home?" Willow guessed.
Buffy turned back to her packing. "I would never do that." she closed her suitcase and slung its strap over her neck and shoulder. "Besides, I haven't seen my dad in almost two years. I figure I'll pop in and see him."
Willow nodded. "I understand that, but--"
"But nothing." Buffy grabbed her purse. "I'll see you at class on Monday."
Before Willow could say anything, Buffy was gone.
*****
"You are so cute when you have syphilis." Anya said, leaning over Xander's body and stroking his chest.
"Xander?" Buffy's voice called down his stairs.
"Get up!" Xander shouted, pushing Anya off of him. He threw a shirt on and then looked around for his pants. "Just a sec, Buffy!"
It was too late. She came down and saw Anya lying there in nothing but a sheet and Xander in a shirt that barely covered his butt.
"I won't keep you guys from whatever it is you're doing." she smirked. "I just need a favor."
Xander noticed the luggage. "What's with the gear? Goin' on a road trip?"
"Sort of. That's actually why I'm here. I need to borrow your car."
"What?"
"I'm going to LA to visit my dad and
"You're going to see Angel, aren't you?" Anya asked.
Buffy looked at the floor. "Yeah."
"Good for you." Xander said.
She looked up. "What?"
"I said, good for you."
"Okay, who are you and where's Xander?" she grinned.
"I'm serious. You care for Angel, and we all know he loves you. Maybe you guys need to talk."
"Talking is good," Anya began running her fingers up and down Xander's arm. "Sex is better."
"That is a luxury I can't have, unfortunately." Buffy said.
Xander tossed her his keys. "Have a good time."
"Thanks, Xand."
"Anytime."
She turned to leave and wasn't even up the stairs when she heard Anya moaning happily.