*Title- Back To Sunnydale

*Disclaimer- First and foremost, I'd like to point out that I don't own any aspect of the show Angel, though it would kick major ass if I did!

*Rating- PG-13 I suppose.

*Timeline- After That Vision Thing and Before Billy. No Connor, no Darla, no part-demon Cordy, and Fred has finally heard the click.

*Reviews-Hell Yeah! Thanks for all of the feedback, I appreciate it! Hope this chapter fulfills some B/S desires!

*CHAPTER SIX*

The sun was slowly sneaking above the horizon when Buffy woke up. She decided to get ready to see the LA group. They had decided that another day in a hotel would bore them to death, so they were going to meet at the Magic Shop and discuss old times as promised to Fred.

Buffy wasn't particularly looking forward to the reminiscing, but not as much as she was dreading apologizing to Cordelia. She could tell that she had changed, but admitting it to Queen C was a different story.

As Buffy entered her kitchen, she was greeted by a shadowy figure in the corner. She smelled cigarette smoke,

"Hey Spike."

"Hello there, love. How'd you sleep?"

"Like Hell."

"Ah, you'd have to confirm that one with Peaches before you go and categorize it as Hell." He paused, as he took note of the lack of humor in his joke.

"How is the Poof anyway?"

"Fine I guess. We haven't really talked." Buffy set the kettle on the stove top and started to boil the water. She turned to Spike and crossed her arms.

"Oh, well yes, with the demon slaying and his infatuation with his seer, I believe he wouldn't have time to talk about old times with you. Does that make you feel-left out?"

"Spike? What do you want?"

"You." He replied quickly, no hesitation in sight. Buffy stumbled for a reply, but didn't need one. In an instant Spike leaped towards her and kissed her fiercely. She moved into his touch and kissed him back with sheer passion driving her. His hands enveloped her face and Buffy let out a slight moan.

"Well, I'll just leave these donuts here then." It was Cordelia. Smiling awkwardly at the couple she placed a large brown bag on the kitchen counter.

"I'm just gonna leave you two alone."

"Cordelia!" Buffy summoned her with evident humiliation in her voice. Cordelia raised a finger,

"No! No need to explain. I'll just see you guys at the Magic Shop." She edged out of the kitchen and then scurried away. Buffy didn't look back to Spike until she heard the door close. She then whipped around and slapped him lightly on the shoulder.

"Why'd you do that?"

"What do you mean 'why'd I do that'? You did as much as I did. The cheerleader can handle it."

"What if she tells Angel?"

"So bloody what if she tells Angel, I'm sure he can handle it too! It's not like we were doing it on the kitchen counter!"

"We may as well have been."

"All right then, wanna give it a go?" Spike asked with humor in his eye and a smirk on his face. Buffy tried fruitlessly to stifle a laugh, and then noticed the kettle boiling over.

"Oh, come on Slayer. You know you can't resist me."

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A few hours later, everyone was gathered in the shop. Cordelia was seated beside Angel and when Buffy approached them, Cordy gave the slayer a quick wink and she smiled. Buffy took it as a sign that nothing had been revealed, and she nodded in comprehension.

"So, what's on the agenda?" Buffy asked the gatherers.

"I want to hear about your Sunnydale days!" Fred quirked up.

"Considering I'm still living my Sunnydale days, I'll sit this one out and just observe from a distance." Xander noted as he went to the check out counter and sat with Anya. The two wiccas, the slayer, and the vampire had all taken seats at the table and the rest of the fang gang joined them.

And hour and a half later, the entire group was laughing.

"You-and you? I don't believe it."

"Better believe it, hun. I thought Wes was a pure hunk of man. He had class, charm, impeccable drooling habits." Cordelia was smiling towards Wesley.

"No hard feelings, Wes, right?" He nodded with a smile.

"That was years ago, Fred."

"Right, three years will change a person." Angel commented, intending to be sarcastic, but it came out more serious as he looked towards Cordelia. The group paused with an awkward silence and then resumed.

"So, you three just left? No goodbyes, nothing?" Gunn was ever the one to bring up uncomfortable topics.

"Uh, well. With our graduation being a fiery pit from hell, I guess we just drifted after that. You've gotta remember Gunn, I was a bitch then. Still am I guess." Another pause, and then Buffy spoke.

"Cordy, I need to talk to you."

"Ok. Let's go pick up lunch. Spike, you take your blood O-positive like Angel?" The group stared at her, Spike was even taken aback a bit.

"Uh, yeah. That'd be brilliant."

"Ok, we'll be back with sandwiches and blood soon. Up for it Buffy?"

"Yeah, let's take off." The two nodded to the group and Angel looked towards Cordelia longingly. She looked back to him and flashed him a smile and a wink. He smiled back towards her knowing she would be all right.

Fred looked disappointed, but then had a realization, "So, how 'bout some Scrabble?"

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*END CHAPTER SIX*