The Theory of Relativity
A/N: has nothing to do with the actual theory of relativity.
Disclaimer: Own nothing.
Timesetting: summer between S4 & S5
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"Bye, Father," Wednesday whispered to her dad as she hugged him tight.
"I will see you during the holidays," Gomez said, smiling as he returned the hug, "And, remember what to do if anyone causes you problems?"
"Eviscerate them," Wednesday answered.
"That's my girl," Gomez said, before walking over to Xander, extending his hand.
"It's been a pleasure seeing you again," Xander said.
"Xander, I believe we are beyond the point of a handshake," Gomez said, extending his arms, and Xander hugged him back, "Remember, son, she's my darling devil…if you do anything to hurt her, she'd better enjoy it."
"She will, Sir," Xander said, backing away slight, though he was still smiling.
"See you, Sociopath," Pugsley said, "Hey, I ran into a girl who said she knew you. Name of Anya?"
"…You saw Anya," Xander asked, "How's she doing?"
"Dunno," Pugsley said, "She took off after I told her my name."
"Well, I hope she's alright," Xander said, "Have a good trip, Reject."
As goodbyes were exchanged, Xander and Wednesday began to back away from the crowd, resting comfortably on a bench, waving as Gomez and Pugsley took off.
"They invited us to come up for Christmas," Wednesday said.
"You celebrate Christmas," Xander asked.
"Mother loves the darkness of the holiday," Wednesday said, "Celebrating a time of the year which began thousands of years of life and death over religion…she finds it very spiritual."
Xander laughed at that.
"I want to do something for Tara," Wednesday said, "She did so much to help us. Without her, I might still be tied up."
"I could live with that," Xander said with a leer.
"Later, Alex," Wednesday responded, though she was smiling as she did so.
"You know, I've been seeing that smile more and more often," Xander said, "I believe you are mellowing out a little bit, Ms. Addams."
"I'm late," she said suddenly, staring at him intently.
"…What," Xander said, shocked.
"…That was too good," Wednesday chuckled as she stood up off the bench.
"That was mean," Xander said, following her, "That was cruel and unusual and…something I would do."
"Damn right you would," Wednesday smiled as he wrapped an arm around her.
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"They really do look happy together," Willow said, watching the two walk off together.
"I still think there's something fishy there," Buffy said, then she sighed, "But, there isn't, is there?"
"Nope," Willow said, "They're just…two weirdos in love."
"…We messed up bad, didn't we?"
"I'm not even gonna dignify that with a response."
Buffy sighed again, wondering what she should do now.
"It's gonna take a lot for them to forgive us," Buffy said, stating the obvious.
"You think," Willow responded, "…What could even come close to making it up to them?"
"What do we know about them," Buffy asked, "Xander and Wednesday seem joined at the hip, but they have such varying differences. The only thing they really have in common is each other."
Willow stared off into space for a moment, before snapping her fingers.
"I have an idea."