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Chapter 29: Slayers Gone Wild

"Faith?!" Buffy called excitedly. Since they took on The First and prevented the 10th dooms day in Sunnydale's history the two girls had become friends. Friends that 90% of the time ended up beating the shit out of each other, but friends. "What the hell are you doing here? Hey guys." Buffy said brightly to the rest of the ladies in the limo as she climbed in.

"Hey!" they beamed.

"What am I doing here? You honestly think I'd pass up a chance to get you wasted?" Faith asked, smirking.

"How'd you know about my wedding?"

"Got in town a few hours ago and overheard a nest of vamps talkin about how William The Bloody had betrayed vampire kind by banging the Slayer. Seeing as he and I aren't gettin' busy I knew they meant you. So after I dusted 'em. I called Ellen and Portia here and they told me of your impending Mrshood. I have to say I'm hurt B. Was my invite lost in the mail?" She grinned innocently.

"There were no invite. We just wanted to keep it small, but we'd love to have you." Ok. Love was a bit strong but it wouldn't be awful.

"Free booze?" Faith asked quirking a brow.

"Yes..." Willy had offered to "keep the bubbly flowin'." As Spike had put it. He'd said it was a wedding gift; Buffy suspected Willy was afraid what would happen if he'd made Spike pay.

"I'll be there. Thanks Buff."

"No prob."

"No, big problem!" Willow exclaimed. "Now, I'll have to redo the entire seating plan and amp up my catering spell!"

"I guess this is a bad time to ask if I can bring a date?"

"Oh GOD!" Willow looked like she was going to pass out.

"Honey it's ok, just breath, you'll figure it out, I'll help." Kennedy soothed as she rubbed her partner's back.

"Right, you're right." Willow exhaled, relaxing her shoulders. "Sorry, Maid of Honor stress." She explained looking sheepishly at the other women.

"It's cool I don't have ta-"

Willow gave an emphatic shake of her head. "No no, you're more than welcome Faith. Just had a touch of sheer panic." She smiled and looked out the window, despite to distract from her bout of crazy. "Oh look, we're here! Willow beamed as the long black car halted in front of Sunnydale's watering hole 4 humans.

"Let's rock this bitch." Faith grinned rolling her tank top up over her navel.

"Let the greatest night we'll never remember commence!" Willow declared as the door was opened.

"Andrew?" Buffy asked with a chuckle as she looked up into the face of their driver.

The blonde Jedi wannabe beamed. "Hey Buffy, congratulations."

"Thanks. Don't take this the wrong way but, what the hell are you doing here like this?" She gestured to the Jeves getup. "I thought you were a Watcher in Rome?"

"I am, I drive limos for extra cash. Watchers aren't exactly rolling in the dough.

"So you bought a $2000 ticket to California so you could drive my drunken butt home for $500? And I thought I was bad at math." Buffy rolled her eyes.

"This was special I've always been a fan of you and Spike. When I heard you guys were taking the plunge I had to offer my OPA!" He cried as he helped her out and kissed both her cheeks.

"Thanks. Hey wait, how did you know I was getting married? Jesus, does the entire world know my plans?! Did Willow higher a plane to write Spuffy 4eva in the sky?" She wheeled on the red head in fear. "Oh God, did you?"

"No no!" Willow assured.

"As a Watcher my ear's pretty close to the not so holy ground. And the greatest Slayer who ever lived- Sorry Faith." He shot the feisty brunette an apologetic look.

"Hey, always been runner up in the Slayer pageant. No need to apologise Treky." Faith shrugged pushing past them and into the club.

"Anyway, yeah, biggest Slayer marrying the biggest bad. The demon world is humming with scandal

"So glad I gave em something for the cover of Hell Highlights." Buffy groaned.

"Why all the hush hush? You love each other, Spike has a soul now. Shouldn't you be spinning on a hill singing about raindrops on roses?" Andrew asked in confusion as his brows knit together.

"Believe me I'd love to break out the spinning frock but Buffy's special days tend to be minni apocalypses and I didn't want my biggest big day to go like that. I figured fewer people meant fewer chances of Armageddon." She explained with a shrug.

"That makes sense, but sense everybody already knows... can I come? PLEEEEEEEEEEASE? Spike's like my idol; I'd love to see you to finally get the happiness you deserve." He looked at her like a hopeful child.

"You know what? Sure. This day's supposed to be about sharing the joy. I refuse to let to live in fear any longer. Go find me a mountain to declare atop, because by the time the night's over the whole world will know..." The elated bride ran to the middle of the parking lot, arms spread wide as she spun on the spot, "I'M MARRYING WILLIAM PRATT AKA. SPIKE AKA. WILLIAM THE BLOODY. AKA. THE BEST MAN IN THE WORLD ANDT HE LOVE OF MY LIFE!" Buffy giggled, high on the warmth and love that engulfed her soul.

Andrew, feeling the love at that moment as well. Raced over and held Buffy in a vice of feels. "Awe, Amoure!" He sighed as his face threatened to crack from over active grinning.

"Don't push it." Buffy warned playfully shoving him off gently.

"Right sorry." He mumbled.

Faith came swaggering to the door then looking bored. "Yo B! Little B! Ellen and Portia! Are we gonna party or do I have to drink these shots myself?" She held up 5 small glasses filled with electric blue liquid.

Buffy looked back at the car for a second embarrassed, she'd forgotten she'd had an audience for her Maria moment. "Coming!" She called back to the impaicient party girl. "Shall we?" Buffy asked her bridal party.

"Hell yeah!" Dawn screeched, gunning for the shot glasses.

"Bye Andrew." Buffy exhaled before chasing her wannabe lush. "TWO drinks missy! "

"Thanks Andrew." Willow smiled handing him a tip as she and her Slayer followed the guest of honour.

Buffy found her frienemy and sister quickly thanks to Dawn's inability to find her inner volume button.

"Hey B, 'bout time you joined the party." Faith nodded before tossing back her third shot and handing Buffy her first.

"Thanks." She winced as she sniffed the contents.

"Wait WAIT!" Willow screeched running to the table just as Buffy placed the glass to her lips. "We-we have to-do-a-toast." She panted gripping the table for support.

"Allow me." Faith said taking another liquid bullet of the tray Kennedy had carried over. "B, I'm not one for weddings, the whole marriage thing reminds me of going to Baskin Robins and only having a scoop of vanilla. But Spike's the man equivalent of a hot fudge sundae so, makes sense to buy the whole tub." She smirked.

Knowing that was the most heartfelt thing Faith was capable of Buffy grinned apreativly. "Thanks Faith."

"To Spuffy!" Willow cheered as they tossed the shots back.

2 hours later...

"It's amazing guys I didn't know vamps could go that fast... I mean the way he killed that daemon with the horns Ohmygawd." Buffy gushed as she sipped her 2nd cosmo.

1 hour later

"Oh my GAWD! I LOVE this song! I kissed a girl and I liked it!" Buffy sang feeling the warmth from the 3 cosmos and that shot tickle her brain. "Hey Willow! Wwwillow. Willooooooooooooow?" Buffy giggled as she bounced to the music.

Willow, equally gitty, bounced to her friend`s side. "YEEEES?" She grinned.

"Isn't this like your national anthem?" Buffy slurred gesturing to the beat that filled the air.

Willow considered for a moment then clapped her hands. "Oh. My. God. Yessss!"

"Because, you kiss girls and you like it!" Buffy gasped out as though it was a new answer to a mystery to the universe.

"I know." She purred planting a sloppy lip lock on her girlfriend as their hips rocked.

15 minutes later a Billy Idol song blared and Buffy sat down with a pout.

Noticing her sister's sudden trip to Not Happy Land, Dawn Plopped herself down on a nearby bar stool. "What's with the upside down frown?"

"I miss Spike." Buffy huffed

"So call him and tell him to get his Billy Idol hatein' butt down here, duh." Dawn rolled her eyes as she retrieved her cell from her bag.

"This is supposed to be a girl's night." Buffy protested.

"Oh pleeeease, the wiccans are in there own little world and Faith's practically having a threesome under the disco ball." She shook the phone in front of her sister's nose.

"Oh, gimme!" The bride tittered.

"'Ello?" A smooth masculine voice came across the line.

"Heeey Handsome." Buffy cooed.

"Buffy? Are you drunk?" Spike chuckled

"Yuppers! I had 1 drink and it was so good I had 2 more!" She chirped.

"Singles or doubles?" He asked holding back the urge to turn his light chuckles into full on fits.

"I just told you 3 silly." She giggled.

"No, how many-never mind. Do you want me to come get you?" He asked.

"No, Willow got us a limo with an Andrew." Buffy slurred cheerfully.

"An Andrew?" He asked quizzically.

"Yeah, the one who totally had the hots for you?" Buffy clairified. "But he can't have you, because you like girls, like me!" She stated matter-of-factly.

"That's right luv." He humoured her.

"So, whatcha doooin?" Buffy asked as she toyed with the umbrella in her drink.

"Playin cards with the fellas."

"Is it fun?"

"Not particularly stimulatin'' He admitted "Why?"

"I'm bored to; I figure if you come over to The Bronze we can stimulate each other." There was a pause then. "BAHAHA! That sounded dirty."

"Don't you wanna hang with the Scoobettes?" He asked a smile in his voice.

"Nah, Willow and Kennedy are makin with the smoochies and Faith-

He cut her off "Faith's there?" She could practically hear his head tilt in confusion.

"Yeah, she's in town. She's coming to the wedding." She informed him.

"What? Are you sure you only had three drinks?" He asked, skeptical.

"Yes. Look, this day`s about family. What family doesn't have at least one person they don't entirely like?" She pointed out.

"Fine she can come. As for me, I'll be there in 15." He promised.

"Yay! Thank God, every time I get up to dance guys grab my ass. Oh, I twist there perverted hands behind their backs." She assured when he growled a string of curse words.

"That's my girl." He praised, his voice still verging on Bloody territory.

"Still annoying." She muttered.

"Make it 10 minutes then." He said darkly, and hung up.

Thinking it would be more then slightly pathetic to sit waiting for her fiancée like an antsy child; she got up and rejoined her companinions on the dance floor, glancing towards the door every few seconds. Oh yes, so much less pathetic.

He must have exceeded the speed of sound, because five minutes later she caught a glimpse of black duster.

Spike barely caught his intoxicated bride as she ran/stumbled into his arms.

"Spike!" She squealed pressing her lips to his and holding him. Partly to show affection, partly because she was finding it harder and harder to stand. "I missed you."

"I missed you too pet." He grinned, taking most of her weight.

"Sorry I took you away from the boys. I'm a bad bad Buffy." She pouted.

"Oh piffle." He huffed "Clem and the boys can do without me. My girl comes first" He kissed her brow.

"Yey for me!" She beamed. It must have been 80's night at The Bronze. First Billy Idol and now the gruff angry tones of Joan Jett and her Blackhearts' filled the air. "Oh my GAWD! I LOVE THIS SONG!" Buffy crowed, dragging her chuckling fiancée to the center of the dance floor and the gang.

I saw him dancin' there by the record machine
I knew he must a been about seventeen
The beat was goin' strong
Playin' my favorite song
An' I could tell it wouldn't be long
Till he was with me, yeah me

Buffy turned so her back rested against Spike's chest and let her hips find the rhythm as she slung her arm behind her so that her hand caressed his neck.

"Hi Spike." The girls greeted in unison.

"Ladies." He gulped as his body responded to Buffy's movemenents.

And I could tell it wouldn't be long
Till he was with me, yeah me, singin'
She sang softly as Spike's hips synchronised with hers.

I love rock n' roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock n' roll
So come and take your time and dance with me

Ow!

She spun suddenly her arms looping around his neck before her hands decided sling down his chest was more fun.

He smiled so I got up and asked for his name
That don't matter, he said,
'Cause it's all the same

Said can I take you home where we can be alone

Her body slid down his like syrup.

"God help me?" Spike hissed as his Slayer kissed her way back up his body.

An' next we were movin' on
He was with me, yeah me

Next we were movin' on
He was with me, yeah me, singin'

Spike barely had time to catch his lover as she wrapped her legs around him fist punching the air.

I love rock n' role
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock n' roll
So come an' take your time an' dance with me

Ow!

Said can I take you home where we can be alone

"Spike? Take me home?" She asked innocently though her eyes were anything but.

He returned her look "Absolutely." He growled before devouring her mouth and stumbleling out of the club...
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