The Glamorous Life

Author: Callie West

Summary: AU, Elizabeth Stanhope is the highest paid actress in Hollywood…she is also the most frigid. When she is cast in the highly anticipated romantic comedy 'Love in New York', her personally chosen leading man falls ill and must be replaced. And much to her displeasure…the only one willing to accept the role is the man she hoped she's never see again.

Authors Note: Oh God….how horrible am I? I have been really mean with the updates lately haven't I? I am so sorry…it's just that the glitch with 'Star Struck' really threw me off course and I'm having a bit of trouble getting back straight.

Disclaimer: I own nothing….pity me.

Distribution: Hey, if your twisted enough to want it then you can have it…just email me first.

Feedback: Every writer loves to hear what the readers think. And I have noticed that this story hasn't gotten nearly as many reviews as 'Star Struck'…is it not good enough? *Pout*

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(Chapter Two ~ Get Over It)

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( New York City, October 20, 2002)

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"You bastard…how dare you? She was my sister." Elizabeth cried, her face a mess of tears and running make-up. "I loved you and you just walk all over me like I'm trash!" And with a whimper she slapped him hard across the face and stormed out of the room.

"CUT! I said Cut people. Learn the word!" Maggie Walsh's furious voice echoed through the sound stage as the crew rushed around her trying to get ready for the next scene. "And get Ms. Stanhope over here now. William, come here." She demanded to the tall, blonde man that was nursing a livid bruise on the side of his sculpted cheek.

Maggie sighed when she saw Elizabeth stalking onto the platform, her head held high and her stance demanding respect, her eyes purposefully avoiding William's lean form. "Okay you two what the hell was that?!" She demanded when they both came to a halt in front of her. "I don't rightly recall their being a 'bitch' or a slap in that scene." She scolded the two stubborn actors.

"Improvisation." They both muttered in defense, then glared at each other when they realized what the other had said.

"Slut." William muttered.

"Ass picker." Elizabeth retorted.

"Hag." He returned.

"Dick sniffer." She shot back, her voice louder.

"Daddy's whore." He said coldly.

"Mama's boy." Elizabeth sneered.

"Wal-Mart reject." He snapped.

"Billy Idol –" Elizabeth started, but was interrupted by Maggie screech. "That's it! I am sick of this shit. For the past two months you two have been at each others throats and I can't take it anymore! How you two can even tie your shoes alone is beyond me. Either you two work this little feud out or this movie is off! I WILL NOT take this anymore. I can't and I won't! You have three days and if you two haven't sorted this out then you're both severely fired!" Eyes blazing Maggie threw down her clipboard and stormed from the stage, her furious ranting heard all over the building.

"Look at what you did!" Both bottled blondes cried at the same time.

"What I did?" They shouted once again simultaneously.

"Stop that!" They pair demanded glaring at the other.

"Oh…yummy…back to old tricks are we? Gotta love the UST." Came a melodious voice from behind the duo.

"Oh, bite me." Elizabeth snapped in annoyance. She would drop dead from disgust before she even thought about admitting that Spike still gave her 'that special low down tingle' that her cousin Faith was always talking about.

"Oh. So aggressive. Really it's turning me on." Fed up Elizabeth spun around to tell the intruder to fuck off so she and William could start in on each other again, when she gasped. "Oh my god! Dawnie?!" Elizabeth screeched, her arms outspread she lunged at her baby sister. "What the hell are you doing here?" She demanded, her arms wrapped securely around the tall, lanky yet attractive 18 year old.

"Um, okay…needing to breathe here." Dawn peeped from the smothering hug. Sheepishly, Elizabeth let her sister loose from the death grip. "Sorry." She muttered, straightening out her clothes and puffy her hair. "No problem, I personally can't get through the day without seeing the white light." She teased.

"Hey, sorry if I occasionally show a little sister love…and did that sound like a late night Show Time movie or what?" She trailed off with a cringe that was shared by both Dawn and William. "But back to the point…what the hell are you doing here? I thought you were in Paris for six months…you better not have hijacked the jet again…Mom is gonna open a vein." Elizabeth demanded her face suddenly stern.

"No mistress Buffy. I was a very good little model and asked permission and everything…may I have my cookies and tea now?" Dawn said in a sickeningly sweet, sarcastic voice, her eyes wide and innocent and her shoulders bowed.

"Ha…very not funny. And how many times have I told you… the name is Elizabeth…Buffy was High School. Buffy is dead. I strangled her, poured lighter fluid all over her hideous pink prom dress, set her on fire and poured bleach on her ashes." Elizabeth stated matter-of-factly.

Sighing disgustedly, Dawn walked past her sister to stop directly in font of her former brother-in-law and looked him over. He was a bit taller, her cheekbones a bit sharper, and his hair whiter. His normal all black wear was substituted with some preppy sweater and loose fitting dress pants that hid his tight ass and slim hips. Not of the good. But the sweater was tight enough to show off the lush eight pack that she knew for a fact he sported.

All in all…he was still the Spike she had crushed on all those years ago.

"Hmm…still fine as hell. But we all know that you could never change. So, Spike what's with the distance. Don't want to give you nibblet a hug." Putting on her classic pout, the one that not only won her thousands of magazine covers but also thousands of arguments and toys when she was five.

Knowing that it would only be a matter of seconds before he caved, William mock-growled and scooped Dawn up into a spinning hug, sending her into a rare giggled fit. "Oh. God, bit how long has it been?" He asked with a sigh when he finally sat her down.

"Decades." Dawn teased, still hanging onto her neck. No matter how old she got, Spike would still be her big brother and always great for a hug.

"Seems like." Elizabeth stated quietly from behind them, her eyes misty at their bonding. She hadn't seen them together since before the annulment. She had always been jealous at their care-free relationship … especially when hers and Williams had always been so complicated.

"So…" Dawn began, her grip on William finally broken when he demanded air. "What's up with the movie? All going well on the set of tension?" When she received twin glares in response she back away, holding her hands up in mock-surrender. "Hey, don't punish the little innocent cover girl…I'm just relaying what I've read in all the trashy 'entertainment newspapers'. Supposedly, from eye witness accounts, when either of you are in the same room together the sky outside darkens and priests all over the world drop to their knees and pray…it's a tested theory." She defended herself with a straight face.

"And I'm guessing by the lack of work being done around here that you two have yet again got someone to either A: Quit, B: Become an alcoholic , or the most common, C: Jump from a tall building?" When they both looked away, and started shifting their feet self- consciously she gasped. "Please tell me it wasn't that really hot guy that's playing Ryan?"

"No…Conner's good…well it's just that I think we've finally put Maggie in a straight jacket." Elizabeth admitted, receiving a friendly smirk from William. She almost smiled back until she remember that he was a asshole that didn't deserve air much less the kindness that she only bestowed on family.

"Oh, whew! Thank God. I was planning on asking him out. And Maggie's been a bitch to you since your first nation-wide commercial…so yay!" Elizabeth and William couldn't help but share a laugh when Dawn looked sheepish for the first time in years.

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(6 Hours later)

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"You're shitting me." Dawn said amidst her giggles.

"Nope, that old hag actually expects me and William to get along." Elizabeth sighed, picking through the skittles searching for her favorite but coming up empty. "Hey did you scarf all the red ones?" She asked the teenager indignantly.

"Um, no…why would you say that?" The brunette asked, her voice muffled around chewing candy that looked oddly like the red treats that Elizabeth had been searching for.

"Oomph…yeah right. You know Dawnie I'm glad you're here. I couldn't take being alone much longer. I may be a evil bitch but I still happen to be half human. My demon half can't be in control all the time." Elizabeth said with a gratefully to her sister.

"Mine can. But I do see your point…my little meek human chick needs to see the light of day occasionally. And by the way, since I'm not allowed to call you by your right name then you can't call me my baby name. Mom stopped with the pumpkin belly years ago…and I'm not Dad's princess anymore so I'm not Dawnie either." The girl said suddenly very insistent.

"Hey not fair. You let William call you bit and nibblet." The blonde protested…feeling a bit hurt that the evil ex gets special privilege when she didn't.

"Yeah well, Spike is still Spike to me so I'm still his little Nibblet. The second he becomes frigid and pissy like you he has to call me Dawn…plus his ass is better than yours." Screeching Dawn dived from the bed to avoid a sudden assault by pillow.

When she looked up to see if the coast was clear she got side swiped by a 5 foot long body pillow and went down with a thump. "Okay…that's it, bitch. You're going down." Dawn said raising from the carpeted floor and laughing through the air and landing on top of the giggling blonde.

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(The Next Day)

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"You can't be for real." Elizabeth said exasperated. Maybe the baby sister in town thing wasn't such a good thing.

"I am…and you know I'm right. I talked to Cordy a few days ago and the agrees with me to. You and Spike need to just get over it and make with the smoochies." Dawn stated assertively.

"What?! Smoochies?! There will be no smoochies. Smoochies are very bad and will not happen!" Elizabeth asserted flustered, her whole appearance plainly stating that she thought that smoochies would be a very GOOD thing. No matter what her mouth said.

"Okay…okay…no smoochies." Dawn relented…not. "But you two still need to act like the civil people that everyone's knows that you're not. This movie would make you even more famous and that 6 million dollar check doesn't look to bad either? Not to mention all the magazine interviews you would get…and we all know you love those." The girl coaxed…she knew from years of experience that with just the right words, body language and tone of voice that she could convince her sister into anything. That nicely placed rose tattoo on her ass was proof to that.

"Well….maybe….you might just have a point. I said maybe!" She asserted when Dawn brightened. "I'll…try to be nice…but if he brings up any touchy subject or lets any of his jerkiness show, then I'll be forced to removed his dick with a dull, rusty and bloody nail file and pickle in it a jar to sell in a gas station in Alabama. Got that? Good send a memo!"

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~TBC~

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