The Spanish Wedding Part 17A

This Part has a minor mention to the episode "Tabula Rasa"

Spoilers up to and including Season 6-you've been warned!

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Xander stood at the altar, waiting anxiously for his bride-to-be to walk down the aisle. Spike, who was standing right next to him, was constantly grumbling about how he was changing as soon as they got to the party.

The pews were full, and everyone was ready and anxious for the wedding to start. The question was, where was Anya?

In the back room of the church…

"Ahhhhhh!!! Why is this happening to me?" Anya sobbed as she buried her head in Willow's shoulder.

"It'll be okay, Anya, we're gonna get through this, I promise," Willow said reassuringly.

"No, it's not okay…I..they.." Anya said between sobs.

"Bunnies, I know, we all know," Buffy said. "We all saw them outside, but don't worry, there were only two and we chased them away."

"But, why? And on my wedding day no less!" Anya exclaimed.

There was a knock on the door, and Giles walked in.

"I have to ask, is everything okay in here? What is taking you so long? There are a hundred plus people out there, most of which I don't even know, and they are getting very antsy," Giles started. "One woman even threatened to throw her shoe at my head if I didn't go and get the bride out there this instant. So I insist that you all get your makeup on and give your final best wishes, and get out there."

"Giles, when we were entering the church, Anya spotted two bunnies hopping along on their merry way," Tara explained.

"That's why she's so upset Giles," Dawn added.

"Dear Lord, bunnies, and on your wedding day no less," Giles said.

"Exactly my point," Anya added through sobs.

"Well, you mustn't let it get you down…Xander is waiting for you, and although I love seeing both him and Spike looking very silly and uncomfortable in their suits and sombreros, we really should hurry it along," Giles said.

"Yes, I want the wedding to hurry up…the sooner we get to the party, the sooner Barbie and I can hit the restroom," Giles thought naughtily to himself.

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The music started up, and all the guests immediately turned their heads to the back of the church to see the wedding take place.

Dawn, who was lucky enough not to have to wear a sombrero or bright color dress, walked down the aisle in her beautiful shimmering blue dress, carrying a basket of flowers.

Spike stared admiringly at his little bit, hoping that some day he would see her walk down the aisle with some nice bloke, some day being 30 or so years into the future.

Tara was next, her hair up in curls with baby's breath adorning her, followed Dawn carrying her bright mixture of wild flowers.

Willow was next, and the second she stepped onto the carpet, she made eye contact with Xander. He had promised her that he would look at her and make funny faces so that she would be less nervous about walking down the aisle. Even after all these years, she still had some of that nerd/stage-fright Willow left in her.

Spike was so busy thinking of ways he could knock some sense into Dawn's future boyfriend's, that he almost missed Buffy's walk down the aisle-almost.

Spike was at a loss for words. She took his non-existent breath away.

She was glowing, simply glowing. He had never seen her more…. alive…she looked so happy and at peace. Since she had come back, Spike hadn't seen that old side of Buffy that was pre-death, but lately, she had been coming out, and acting more and more like that bitchy, beautiful, god-like Slayer he knew she was.

Spike looked her up and down, and saw that she was in that ridiculous get-up, a bright pink dress with a sombrero, the same one she had tried on at her house so long ago. At least they could look like bloody fools together.

Then, he looked up, and saw her staring right into his eyes, right into the very soul that he knew he didn't have but could almost feel.

In that second, something passed between them. Spike wasn't sure what it was, but he was sure that whatever it was, there was no turning back. They were no longer Buffy and Spike- Mortal enemies. They were no longer Buffy and Spike-Let's Patrol together and then I'll beat you up pals. Hell, they were no longer Buffy and Spike- Friends who kinda want each other, in a way of ripping their clothes off and shagging like bunnies. No, they were now Buffy and Spike- the couple, the friends, the lovers?

"One can wish can't he?" Spike thought to himself.

Buffy gave him a seductive smile, and a wink, and walked to the altar to stand in her spot next to Willow.

Then, the traditional dum dum dum wedding theme started, and everyone rose.

There was Anya, being walked down the aisle by her "father" Giles. It was funny to think that at one time, when Willow had done that forget spell, that they actually thought *they* were engaged. And yes, they did end up walking down the aisle together, but not as bride and groom, but as daughter and father. And hey, it was the least she could do, I mean he did give her the Magic Box.

She was clinging to his arm, not wanting to let go, the fear that the bunnies were going to pop out of nowhere at any given time had her frightened.

"I guess this is my form of punishment for being an ex-vengeance demon, huh big guy?" She asked as she looked up at the ceiling.

"Why is she clinging to him like that? I'm very clingable, as she would know.." Xander's thoughts wandered.

Giles' eyes wandered over to Barbie, who was giving him and oh-so-seductive look. Giles tried to think of something, anything that wasn't sex related.

"Grass….clouds…..mousepads…..doors…bathroom doors….making love to Barbie against the bathroom do….bloody hell!" Giles thought.

Him and Anya reached the altar, and she still had her arm firmly around his.

"Um..ah..Anya, please, you can let go of my arm now," Giles said, trying to gently loosen his arm from hers.

"What? Oh yes, sorry about that," Anya apologized.

Xander and Anya were now facing each other, and the priest began his to speak…in Spanish.

"Oh bloody great, here we go," Spike thought.

Spike looked over at Buffy and never took his eyes off of her, even when he had to hand Xander the ring.

"The Bride and Groom will say their own vows now," the priest said in English, for the first time.

Xander went first.

"Anya, I've never met anyone like you…which is true, I mean, how many ex-vengeance demons are there in the world?"

The only one's who laughed were the Scoobies, while the rest of the church sat there bewildered. Either they didn't know about the big things that go bump in the night, or they just didn't understand a word of English.

"The minute you walked into my life, I knew I was in trouble."

She elbowed him, but she knew he was just kidding- at least he better have been.

"I knew I was in trouble because, I had never felt that way about anyone before-ever."

"Oh Xander.."

"Let me finish An, you'll have your turn in a minute. When I reluctantly took you to the prom, when you begged me to get out of town with you after the Mayor's ascension, when you helped me through my case of syphilis…I knew you were the one..I may not have admitted it to myself then, but deep down, I knew that I was never going to find anyone else out there like you."

"So true," thought Willow.

"I promise, that for as long as I live, I will take care of you, support you, I will keep you safe from bunnies, but most of all, I'll love you. I…I love you Anya Harris, so much."

"Oh Xander, that was so beautiful," Anya said through tears of joy.

Even Spike felt his eyes start to water…

"No, I'm not crying," Spike thought. "Must just be the church getting to me, that's it."

Now it was Anya's turn.

"Alexander Lavelle Harris, first off, I would like to tell you what a silly middle name that is, and I hope that if we ever reproduce, and have a baby, that we never name it that."

"Typical Anya," Buffy thought. She was unable to concentrate on the vows, and found her thoughts, and eyes, wandering over to Spike.

Something had changed between them, no doubt. She wanted him-really wanted him. Wanted him in a "I'd fuck you right in the middle of this church right now just so I can feel you inside me" kinda way. So yeah, something had definitely changed between them.

"He does look ridiculously adorable in that suit," she thought. "But I want it off of him."

Spike saw her staring at him, and he couldn't keep his eyes off of her either. They were just drawn to each other, and he was glad that she finally had given in to that attraction.

Both were lost in their naughty thoughts, when suddenly, they were jolted from them by Anya's vows.

"..And the way you give me good orgasms. God I am glad your dick is so nice and big in length and width. Xander Harris, you really fill me up…not only with love, but with your penis too."

Everyone in the church just stood there, shocked written all over their faces.

"Umm…well…I now pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss the bride."

Anya grabbed Xander and they kissed passionately for at least two minutes.

When they finally pulled away from one another, the music of Los Del Rio, and the macarena were blasting throughout the church.

Everyone went outside to say goodbye to the newlyweds, at least until the party..but Spike and Buffy were the only two who decided to stay behind.

Spike reached for his blanket, and pulled it over his sombrero clad head.

"Spike" Buffy said.

"Yes Buffy."

"I wanna rip your clothes off and I want you to fuck me like there's no tomorrow."

Buffy was awakened from her visual 'image' by Spike standing there smirking seductively at her.

"Well, you wanted to tell me?"

"I…well…we…I'llseeyouattheparty," she said quickly, a deep red creeping onto her cheeks.

"She hadn't actually said that had she? No she couldn't of, unless he would have said something," she thought.

She grabbed her purse and ran out of the church, but Spike noticed something big and round fall from her bag.

He walked over to it, and picked up a can of extra creamy whipped cream.

"Wonder why she'd be carryin this around?" Spike thought with a naughty smile on his face. "I think this can may come in handy later, better bring it with me."

He pulled the blanket over his head, and ran to the limo that was waiting for him.

"What took you so long?" Giles asked.

"Just dropped something."

The limo pulled off, and they were all on their way to and unforgettable evening.

End Part 17A

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