"A Dedication" (1/1)
Sequel to Anya's Bad Day
Series: Changes of Hearts
By: Evil Willow
Feedback: I live and breathe for it. lcaspell@yahoo.com Flame me,
and I'll sic Spike on you.
Category: Story/Romance/Humor/semi-songfic at times
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters, Joss and FOX and the WB have
those rights. I'm just borrowing them. Joss, you could sue me but all
you'd get is me laughing in your face. I also borrowed the lyrics
from No Doubt's song "Ex-Girlfriend". Written by Gwen Stefani et al.
Distribution: At the Vamps N Slayers Archive,
www.crosswinds.net/~evilwillow/index.html. If you want it, just let
me know where it's going.
Rating: PG-13-ish. Some swearing, hints at sexual activity, nothing
graphic
Spoilers: BTVS: S4 up through the Thanksgiving ep, and Spike has that
darn chip in his head... other than that, general spoilers seasons 1-
3.
Keywords: Spike/Anya, Xander/Willow
Summary: Xander worries about Anya's whereabouts, until a song makes
things clear to him
Author's Notes:
This fic takes place the day after the events in "Anya's Bad Day".
http://www.crosswinds.net/~evilwillow/changeofhearts_evilwillow.txt
would be the url to read that story. The series is Change of Hearts
Oh, and words in * * are thoughts, and words in are what the
characters hear on the radio
***
Sunday morning, 10 a.m.
Sunnydale
Willow was sitting in her dorm room reading and listening to her
favorite radio station, when she heard a knock at her door. "Yeah!"
she answered. Xander peeked around the door, "Hey, Wills," he said
shyly. "Xander!" she squealed uncharacteristically, and ran to hug
him.
"Oh, okay. Guess that answers my question as to whether or not you're
having second thoughts about yesterday," Xander said with a chuckle
and he put his arms around her possessively.
"No way....are you?" Willow asked looking up at him apprehensively.
"Nah, just wanted to make sure," Xander said, and tightened his arms
around her. "Because I don't plan on letting you go, now or ever."
"Works for me," Willow said and stood up on her tiptoes to give him a
kiss. "So does that mean you talked to Anya?" she asked.
"Uh, no," Xander replied. He finally released her and sat on her
bed. "I called last night, several times, and she didn't answer. I
even walked by her house, but the lights were out."
"She'll turn up, Xan," Willow said reassuringly. "Don't forget that
she is...was...much older than us, before she became a mortal. She
can take care of herself."
"You're probably right. There's some Anya-like reason that we don't
know where she is, and we'll all laugh when she tells us.... Well,
actually, I'll laugh, and then run for cover after I tell her about
us. And you'll be hiding somewhere at a safe distance from
her wrath," he finished with a grin.
"I know she'll be mad, but it'll be okay," Willow said smiling. "It
has to, we deserve that much. Even Anya. She deserves to find a guy
who will be totally in love with her."
"Yeah, you're right. At least this time I can tell her the right way,
and we won't have another repeat of the Cordy situation," Xander
said, shuddering at the memory.
In the pause that followed, the radio announcer broke into their
thoughts, And here is a dedication. I don't always do them this time
of day, but this one I just couldn't turn away.
To Xander from Anya, with the message, "You're dead."
I kinda always knew I'd end up your ex-girlfriend
I kinda always knew I'd end up your ex-girlfriend
I kinda always knew I'd end up your ex-girlfriend
I hope I hold a special place with the rest of them
And you know it makes me sick to be on that list
But I should have thought of that before we kissed
"I think the proper response to that would be... oh shit?" Xander said
looking up at Willow.
"Uh...." was all that Willow could manage, as she sat down suddenly
next to Xander.
You say you're gonna burn before you mellow
I will be the one to burn you
Why'd you have to go and pick me?
When you that we were different, completely
I kinda always knew I'd end up your ex-girlfriend
I kinda always knew I'd end up your ex-girlfriend
I hope I hold a special place with the rest of them
I kinda always knew I'd end up your ex-girlfriend
"She knows," Willow said unnecessarily.
"She must've seen us, Wills!" Xander said as he realized the truth.
That's why she wouldn't answer my phone calls last night."
"Xander, you'd better go talk to her. You need to try to explain that
we weren't... I mean, we were, but we didn't mean to..."
We keep repeating mistakes for souvenirs
And we've been in between the days for years
And I know that when I see you I'm going to die
I know I'm going to want you and you know why
It's going to kill me to see you with the next girl
`Cause I'm the most gorgeously jealous kind of ex-girl
Willow leaned over to her bed-side table and turned off Gwen Stefani's
voice, which was eating into both of their consciences.
"I gotta go, because I'm so dead," Xander said, and ran his hand
through his hair in a gesture of nervousness, "and if she comes
hereandfindsustogethershe'sgonna--"
"Xander!" Willow said, standing and putting a soothing hand on his
arm. "Breathe," she ordered.
"Yeah, breathing's good," Xander replied with a near-hysteric
giggle. "I mean, especially when I might not be doing it for too much
longer, and...and--"
"Xander, shut up!" Willow interrupted roughly and pushed him back to
sit on her bed. "Yes, I should've said 'shut up', along with
breathe," she decided. "It's going to be okay. Anya's mad, but she'll
get over it. I know this isn't the way you wanted her to find out,
and I didn't either. But you're going to go talk to her, and then
you're going to call me so that I know you're okay..."
At Xander's panicked look up at her, she said, "Oh, Xan, it was a
joke! I mean, please. What's she gonna do? It's just Anya, and as mad
as she is at you, she loves you."
"But she has a hundred years of revenge-demon history behind her. I
mean, what if she still has friends???"
Willow sighed, "This isn't getting us anywhere, Xander, playing 'what
if'. You have to talk to her, that's all there is to it. You can make
her see reason, and then we can all move on with our lives. Okay?"
Xander sighed in resignation. "Okay. Where's a slayer when you need
her for backup, anyway?"
"She's either closing or reopening a door," Willow answered. "I hope
she's okay."
"When's she coming home?" Xander asked, glad for the change in
subject.
"Tomorrow, I guess. She hasn't called yet, and I hope she does today.
I'm just going out of my mind wondering!"
"Well, I don't have to tell you that I hope she gets Dead-Boy out of
her system for good this time," Xander said as he stood up. He held
up his hand to stop her protest, "I know, I know. We don't agree on
that one, that's okay. Well, I'd better go find my pissed ex-
girlfriend now. Kiss for luck?" he grinned at Willow.
"I suppose," Willow said reluctantly, but her kiss showed no
reluctance at all. Xander eventually pulled himself away and left to
face the music.
****
Spike's Mansion
Anya was sitting on the couch, curled up in a particular blond
vampire's arms. She giggled with satisfaction as they listened to her
song dedication. "I can just see him now. Wondering what I'm gonna do
to him," she said with a smile.
Spike kissed the top of her head, and said, "So, what are you going
to do to Chubs?"
"Oh....I don't know. But it will definitely be so much fun teaching
Xander not to mess with me," Anya answered looking up at Spike. "You
want to help?"
"I'd would, Luv. But I'm kind of limited in my capabilities right now,
unfortunately. Damn chip," Spike muttered. "Otherwise, there's
nothing I would rather do than cut Xander Harris down a few
notches....well, almost nothing," he amended grinning at her.
"Oh, you enjoyed that, did you?" Anya asked, eyes sparkling.
"What do you think," Spike growled, and kissed her deeply and
passionately. When they finally broke apart, Anya was
breathless. "Mm, I guess that's definitely something we'll have to
again, then," she said and snuggled back to curl up with her head on
his chest.
"Definitely," Spike agreed, and rested his chin on the top of her
head. He sighed with contentment, happy for the first time since Dru
had left him.
*I never would've thought I would be content with anyone other than
Dru* he mused. *Well, guess I'm over that one. Never thought that
would happen either. I just had to find the right girl to help me
move on.*
"Spike?" Anya said, breaking into his thoughts.
"Yeah, Luv," he answered.
"What is this?" she wondered out loud. "I mean, us. Or is there an
us? Or was it just sex? I mean, that's okay, if that's what it was.
I'm not complaining, I'm just wondering--"
Spike sighed, and realized he needed to find a way to get a word in
edgewise. Inspiration seized him and he silenced her with a kiss.
When he pulled away, he placed a finger over her lips to keep her
from starting up again. "Anya, I'm not good with words. But last
night was about me letting you know how I felt. I know, we don't
really know each other. But I think you're smart, and sexy as hell,
and deserve much better than that moron Xander Harris.I didn't want
just a fuck. Pardon my language. Now, if that's all that you wanted,
though, that's okay."
"No! I mean, I never thought when I came here last night that this
would happen. And honestly, I never thought about you like that
before. But I've always thought you were cute, even if you were a
vampire. But who am I to judge, right? I'm an ex-demon."
Spike laughed then, as the irony hit him. "What?" Anya asked with a
confused expression.
"It just occurred to me how perfect this is after all. An ex-demon
who lost her powers and became a mortal, and me, a vampire who lost
his bite," Spike said with a grin.
Anya laughed too then, "Yeah, a match made in--"
"Hell, luv. A match made in hell. Sunnydale, watch out," Spike
said. "But first..." he growled menacingly.
"Hey!" Anya yelled in protest as he picked her up effortlessly; "Put
me down, Spike!" Her protest faded into happy giggles, as Spike
carried her into the bedroom for a repeat of the previous night's
activities.
***
End
Sequel to Anya's Bad Day
Series: Changes of Hearts
By: Evil Willow
Feedback: I live and breathe for it. lcaspell@yahoo.com Flame me,
and I'll sic Spike on you.
Category: Story/Romance/Humor/semi-songfic at times
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters, Joss and FOX and the WB have
those rights. I'm just borrowing them. Joss, you could sue me but all
you'd get is me laughing in your face. I also borrowed the lyrics
from No Doubt's song "Ex-Girlfriend". Written by Gwen Stefani et al.
Distribution: At the Vamps N Slayers Archive,
www.crosswinds.net/~evilwillow/index.html. If you want it, just let
me know where it's going.
Rating: PG-13-ish. Some swearing, hints at sexual activity, nothing
graphic
Spoilers: BTVS: S4 up through the Thanksgiving ep, and Spike has that
darn chip in his head... other than that, general spoilers seasons 1-
3.
Keywords: Spike/Anya, Xander/Willow
Summary: Xander worries about Anya's whereabouts, until a song makes
things clear to him
Author's Notes:
This fic takes place the day after the events in "Anya's Bad Day".
http://www.crosswinds.net/~evilwillow/changeofhearts_evilwillow.txt
would be the url to read that story. The series is Change of Hearts
Oh, and words in * * are thoughts, and words in are what the
characters hear on the radio
***
Sunday morning, 10 a.m.
Sunnydale
Willow was sitting in her dorm room reading and listening to her
favorite radio station, when she heard a knock at her door. "Yeah!"
she answered. Xander peeked around the door, "Hey, Wills," he said
shyly. "Xander!" she squealed uncharacteristically, and ran to hug
him.
"Oh, okay. Guess that answers my question as to whether or not you're
having second thoughts about yesterday," Xander said with a chuckle
and he put his arms around her possessively.
"No way....are you?" Willow asked looking up at him apprehensively.
"Nah, just wanted to make sure," Xander said, and tightened his arms
around her. "Because I don't plan on letting you go, now or ever."
"Works for me," Willow said and stood up on her tiptoes to give him a
kiss. "So does that mean you talked to Anya?" she asked.
"Uh, no," Xander replied. He finally released her and sat on her
bed. "I called last night, several times, and she didn't answer. I
even walked by her house, but the lights were out."
"She'll turn up, Xan," Willow said reassuringly. "Don't forget that
she is...was...much older than us, before she became a mortal. She
can take care of herself."
"You're probably right. There's some Anya-like reason that we don't
know where she is, and we'll all laugh when she tells us.... Well,
actually, I'll laugh, and then run for cover after I tell her about
us. And you'll be hiding somewhere at a safe distance from
her wrath," he finished with a grin.
"I know she'll be mad, but it'll be okay," Willow said smiling. "It
has to, we deserve that much. Even Anya. She deserves to find a guy
who will be totally in love with her."
"Yeah, you're right. At least this time I can tell her the right way,
and we won't have another repeat of the Cordy situation," Xander
said, shuddering at the memory.
In the pause that followed, the radio announcer broke into their
thoughts, And here is a dedication. I don't always do them this time
of day, but this one I just couldn't turn away.
To Xander from Anya, with the message, "You're dead."
I kinda always knew I'd end up your ex-girlfriend
I kinda always knew I'd end up your ex-girlfriend
I kinda always knew I'd end up your ex-girlfriend
I hope I hold a special place with the rest of them
And you know it makes me sick to be on that list
But I should have thought of that before we kissed
"I think the proper response to that would be... oh shit?" Xander said
looking up at Willow.
"Uh...." was all that Willow could manage, as she sat down suddenly
next to Xander.
You say you're gonna burn before you mellow
I will be the one to burn you
Why'd you have to go and pick me?
When you that we were different, completely
I kinda always knew I'd end up your ex-girlfriend
I kinda always knew I'd end up your ex-girlfriend
I hope I hold a special place with the rest of them
I kinda always knew I'd end up your ex-girlfriend
"She knows," Willow said unnecessarily.
"She must've seen us, Wills!" Xander said as he realized the truth.
That's why she wouldn't answer my phone calls last night."
"Xander, you'd better go talk to her. You need to try to explain that
we weren't... I mean, we were, but we didn't mean to..."
We keep repeating mistakes for souvenirs
And we've been in between the days for years
And I know that when I see you I'm going to die
I know I'm going to want you and you know why
It's going to kill me to see you with the next girl
`Cause I'm the most gorgeously jealous kind of ex-girl
Willow leaned over to her bed-side table and turned off Gwen Stefani's
voice, which was eating into both of their consciences.
"I gotta go, because I'm so dead," Xander said, and ran his hand
through his hair in a gesture of nervousness, "and if she comes
hereandfindsustogethershe'sgonna--"
"Xander!" Willow said, standing and putting a soothing hand on his
arm. "Breathe," she ordered.
"Yeah, breathing's good," Xander replied with a near-hysteric
giggle. "I mean, especially when I might not be doing it for too much
longer, and...and--"
"Xander, shut up!" Willow interrupted roughly and pushed him back to
sit on her bed. "Yes, I should've said 'shut up', along with
breathe," she decided. "It's going to be okay. Anya's mad, but she'll
get over it. I know this isn't the way you wanted her to find out,
and I didn't either. But you're going to go talk to her, and then
you're going to call me so that I know you're okay..."
At Xander's panicked look up at her, she said, "Oh, Xan, it was a
joke! I mean, please. What's she gonna do? It's just Anya, and as mad
as she is at you, she loves you."
"But she has a hundred years of revenge-demon history behind her. I
mean, what if she still has friends???"
Willow sighed, "This isn't getting us anywhere, Xander, playing 'what
if'. You have to talk to her, that's all there is to it. You can make
her see reason, and then we can all move on with our lives. Okay?"
Xander sighed in resignation. "Okay. Where's a slayer when you need
her for backup, anyway?"
"She's either closing or reopening a door," Willow answered. "I hope
she's okay."
"When's she coming home?" Xander asked, glad for the change in
subject.
"Tomorrow, I guess. She hasn't called yet, and I hope she does today.
I'm just going out of my mind wondering!"
"Well, I don't have to tell you that I hope she gets Dead-Boy out of
her system for good this time," Xander said as he stood up. He held
up his hand to stop her protest, "I know, I know. We don't agree on
that one, that's okay. Well, I'd better go find my pissed ex-
girlfriend now. Kiss for luck?" he grinned at Willow.
"I suppose," Willow said reluctantly, but her kiss showed no
reluctance at all. Xander eventually pulled himself away and left to
face the music.
****
Spike's Mansion
Anya was sitting on the couch, curled up in a particular blond
vampire's arms. She giggled with satisfaction as they listened to her
song dedication. "I can just see him now. Wondering what I'm gonna do
to him," she said with a smile.
Spike kissed the top of her head, and said, "So, what are you going
to do to Chubs?"
"Oh....I don't know. But it will definitely be so much fun teaching
Xander not to mess with me," Anya answered looking up at Spike. "You
want to help?"
"I'd would, Luv. But I'm kind of limited in my capabilities right now,
unfortunately. Damn chip," Spike muttered. "Otherwise, there's
nothing I would rather do than cut Xander Harris down a few
notches....well, almost nothing," he amended grinning at her.
"Oh, you enjoyed that, did you?" Anya asked, eyes sparkling.
"What do you think," Spike growled, and kissed her deeply and
passionately. When they finally broke apart, Anya was
breathless. "Mm, I guess that's definitely something we'll have to
again, then," she said and snuggled back to curl up with her head on
his chest.
"Definitely," Spike agreed, and rested his chin on the top of her
head. He sighed with contentment, happy for the first time since Dru
had left him.
*I never would've thought I would be content with anyone other than
Dru* he mused. *Well, guess I'm over that one. Never thought that
would happen either. I just had to find the right girl to help me
move on.*
"Spike?" Anya said, breaking into his thoughts.
"Yeah, Luv," he answered.
"What is this?" she wondered out loud. "I mean, us. Or is there an
us? Or was it just sex? I mean, that's okay, if that's what it was.
I'm not complaining, I'm just wondering--"
Spike sighed, and realized he needed to find a way to get a word in
edgewise. Inspiration seized him and he silenced her with a kiss.
When he pulled away, he placed a finger over her lips to keep her
from starting up again. "Anya, I'm not good with words. But last
night was about me letting you know how I felt. I know, we don't
really know each other. But I think you're smart, and sexy as hell,
and deserve much better than that moron Xander Harris.I didn't want
just a fuck. Pardon my language. Now, if that's all that you wanted,
though, that's okay."
"No! I mean, I never thought when I came here last night that this
would happen. And honestly, I never thought about you like that
before. But I've always thought you were cute, even if you were a
vampire. But who am I to judge, right? I'm an ex-demon."
Spike laughed then, as the irony hit him. "What?" Anya asked with a
confused expression.
"It just occurred to me how perfect this is after all. An ex-demon
who lost her powers and became a mortal, and me, a vampire who lost
his bite," Spike said with a grin.
Anya laughed too then, "Yeah, a match made in--"
"Hell, luv. A match made in hell. Sunnydale, watch out," Spike
said. "But first..." he growled menacingly.
"Hey!" Anya yelled in protest as he picked her up effortlessly; "Put
me down, Spike!" Her protest faded into happy giggles, as Spike
carried her into the bedroom for a repeat of the previous night's
activities.
***
End