A/N: Hoped you liked Fearless Leader's disclaimer....that one is my
personal favorite.
I give you more chapters...So go on...read.....it'll make you happy...
( *- thoughts)
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Xander loved Anya....he really did. But at this moment he could feel the love deteriorating just a little.
They laid in bed together. Xander's back facing Anya. It would've been comfortable if her knee hadn't been wedged in his back.
Now, you ask, why doesn't he just move out of the embrace? Or maybe wake her up and tell her of the discomfort?
For you to ask that was safely saying that you have never seen Anya when she has been woken up prematurely.
Let's just say that she tied Xander up to a chair once..not in the fun way either.
Anya tightened her grip around Xander's middle, pushing her knee harder into his back.
*This is going to be the longest night of my life* He thought to himself...
He gazed longingly at the phone, hoping that maybe someone would call.
The word *apocalypse* chanted in his head.
Yes, he'd rather endure an apocalypse than have Anya's bony knee shoved in his back all night.
Damn..he was never going to get to sleep.
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Movement in her bed woke Buffy up. Her eyes slowly opened, though the dark room prevented her from seeing much.
A wandering hand found Buffy and pulled her towards a strong body.
She was now lying on her side, flush up against Spike. He breathed in the scent of her perfume and a mumbled softly in his sleep.
Buffy began to play with the little hairs on the nape of his neck, twirling them around her finger.
*See.isn't this better than Riley? Mr. Cardboard. * Buffy thought to herself.
Spike pulled her closer, his arms were wrapped around her.
*I never knew it could be like this. Even when we were 'married' it wasn't like this..the holding, the snuggling.* Buffy's thoughts continued to assault her mind.
She just couldn't get to sleep. It was almost as if she were afraid that when she woke she'd find that last night had been a dream.
"What is it luv?" Spike murmured, her actions with his hair had awoken him.
"Nothing..just can't sleep."
"Why?" He propped himself up onto his elbow, looking down at Buffy's face. His face held a curious expression.
"Just afraid that it'll all be gone in the morning." She whispered to him. Her finger tracing the lines of his abdomen.
"'M not leaving 'f that's what your worried 'bout." His voice slurred. Sleep still lingered in his mind.
"Well, that, and just me thinking that this whole thing's a dream."
"So bein' with me 's a dream?" A slight smirk found itself on his face.
"Yeah."She whispered shyly, looking up into his eyes.
Spike's smirk turned into a look of wonder as she pulled him close for a kiss.
*This is the way things should always be* Buffy thought to herself as she pulled Spike on top of her.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Willow walked to the dorm room, really wanting to go to bed. She had just spent a great deal of her evening at the Bronze getting to know one of the girls she had met at her Wicca meeting...
*Tara...what a pretty name.* She thought to herself.
When she was about to open the door she realized that there was a hanger on the door knob. For a second Willow had been confused. *Hangers don't go on door knobs*
Then Willow heard moaning and remembered their 'system'. If there was a hanger on the door knob, that meant the other was getting some.
Willow frowned for a moment, she wasn't in there.so it must be Buffy and someone else.
*Her and Riley were over..as in the cows did come home and Riley had to go milk them for the rest of his life* Willow frowned at her thoughts, wondering where the 'cow' thought had come from.
*Who else could it be?* Her eyes widened when she heard a man's voice moan 'Buffy'. And that wasn't just any man's voice it was..
"Oh God...Buffy's in there with Spike." As surprised as she sounded and looked, she wasn't really all that surprised.
*Now where am I going to go?* Willow pulled out a little piece of paper. It read 'Tara' and had a phone number after it.
Willow took one last look at the door before she left to find the pay phone.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Things weren't going good for Xander..He was going to have one hell of a bruise tomorrow.
As much as he was scared if Anya's wrath, he was more worried about the pain in his back.
Xander squirmed like he was trying to get in a comfortable position..
*Maybe if Anya thinks I'm asleep she won't get as mad* Xander thought to himself, trying to get out of Anya's grip.
He squirmed very carefully and very slowly.
First Anya pushed her knee further into his back.
Xander groaned.
Finally she rolled over onto her back...Xander was free.
He slowly slid out of bed. Slow, not jostle the bed, and because his back wouldn't let him go any quicker.
He made it to the freezer and pulled out a bag of ice.
He unceremoniously tossed the ice bag onto the chair. He inched himself down into the chair and rested his back on the ice.
*Ahhh. This is much better*
Xander didn't get much sleep after escaping Anya..but at least he wasn't in pain anymore.
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A/N: That's all I have for now...I must think of new things to move on to because I like the story too much to be done with. It will still be around for a little while. I've decided to add Tara because I just love her. Though bringing back Oz would have caused some good problems..hmmm, something for future chapters I suppose. Until next time.
Be happy.Give Spike a hug.
( *- thoughts)
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Xander loved Anya....he really did. But at this moment he could feel the love deteriorating just a little.
They laid in bed together. Xander's back facing Anya. It would've been comfortable if her knee hadn't been wedged in his back.
Now, you ask, why doesn't he just move out of the embrace? Or maybe wake her up and tell her of the discomfort?
For you to ask that was safely saying that you have never seen Anya when she has been woken up prematurely.
Let's just say that she tied Xander up to a chair once..not in the fun way either.
Anya tightened her grip around Xander's middle, pushing her knee harder into his back.
*This is going to be the longest night of my life* He thought to himself...
He gazed longingly at the phone, hoping that maybe someone would call.
The word *apocalypse* chanted in his head.
Yes, he'd rather endure an apocalypse than have Anya's bony knee shoved in his back all night.
Damn..he was never going to get to sleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Movement in her bed woke Buffy up. Her eyes slowly opened, though the dark room prevented her from seeing much.
A wandering hand found Buffy and pulled her towards a strong body.
She was now lying on her side, flush up against Spike. He breathed in the scent of her perfume and a mumbled softly in his sleep.
Buffy began to play with the little hairs on the nape of his neck, twirling them around her finger.
*See.isn't this better than Riley? Mr. Cardboard. * Buffy thought to herself.
Spike pulled her closer, his arms were wrapped around her.
*I never knew it could be like this. Even when we were 'married' it wasn't like this..the holding, the snuggling.* Buffy's thoughts continued to assault her mind.
She just couldn't get to sleep. It was almost as if she were afraid that when she woke she'd find that last night had been a dream.
"What is it luv?" Spike murmured, her actions with his hair had awoken him.
"Nothing..just can't sleep."
"Why?" He propped himself up onto his elbow, looking down at Buffy's face. His face held a curious expression.
"Just afraid that it'll all be gone in the morning." She whispered to him. Her finger tracing the lines of his abdomen.
"'M not leaving 'f that's what your worried 'bout." His voice slurred. Sleep still lingered in his mind.
"Well, that, and just me thinking that this whole thing's a dream."
"So bein' with me 's a dream?" A slight smirk found itself on his face.
"Yeah."She whispered shyly, looking up into his eyes.
Spike's smirk turned into a look of wonder as she pulled him close for a kiss.
*This is the way things should always be* Buffy thought to herself as she pulled Spike on top of her.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Willow walked to the dorm room, really wanting to go to bed. She had just spent a great deal of her evening at the Bronze getting to know one of the girls she had met at her Wicca meeting...
*Tara...what a pretty name.* She thought to herself.
When she was about to open the door she realized that there was a hanger on the door knob. For a second Willow had been confused. *Hangers don't go on door knobs*
Then Willow heard moaning and remembered their 'system'. If there was a hanger on the door knob, that meant the other was getting some.
Willow frowned for a moment, she wasn't in there.so it must be Buffy and someone else.
*Her and Riley were over..as in the cows did come home and Riley had to go milk them for the rest of his life* Willow frowned at her thoughts, wondering where the 'cow' thought had come from.
*Who else could it be?* Her eyes widened when she heard a man's voice moan 'Buffy'. And that wasn't just any man's voice it was..
"Oh God...Buffy's in there with Spike." As surprised as she sounded and looked, she wasn't really all that surprised.
*Now where am I going to go?* Willow pulled out a little piece of paper. It read 'Tara' and had a phone number after it.
Willow took one last look at the door before she left to find the pay phone.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Things weren't going good for Xander..He was going to have one hell of a bruise tomorrow.
As much as he was scared if Anya's wrath, he was more worried about the pain in his back.
Xander squirmed like he was trying to get in a comfortable position..
*Maybe if Anya thinks I'm asleep she won't get as mad* Xander thought to himself, trying to get out of Anya's grip.
He squirmed very carefully and very slowly.
First Anya pushed her knee further into his back.
Xander groaned.
Finally she rolled over onto her back...Xander was free.
He slowly slid out of bed. Slow, not jostle the bed, and because his back wouldn't let him go any quicker.
He made it to the freezer and pulled out a bag of ice.
He unceremoniously tossed the ice bag onto the chair. He inched himself down into the chair and rested his back on the ice.
*Ahhh. This is much better*
Xander didn't get much sleep after escaping Anya..but at least he wasn't in pain anymore.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
A/N: That's all I have for now...I must think of new things to move on to because I like the story too much to be done with. It will still be around for a little while. I've decided to add Tara because I just love her. Though bringing back Oz would have caused some good problems..hmmm, something for future chapters I suppose. Until next time.
Be happy.Give Spike a hug.