Weddings
For the 23rd night in a row Buffy cried herself to sleep. Spike hadn't returned and every moment passed like knives cutting through Buffy's body. Anya and Xander's wedding was tomorrow. Her puke green dress laid on her vanity. She knew the next day would be torture for her. Even Dawn had a date! The only thing Buffy could do was hold his most valued possession, the leather duster. In her heart she knew he would return, he would never give up his duster. Every night it would lie beside her giving her the scent of him, a mix of smoke and old spice. Sometimes she would even wear it around the house anything to help her deal. To help the time pass Buffy had gone back to school study to become a counselor, and gotten a job at a candy store down the street from the Magic Box. She loved dealing with kids of all ages. So unaware of the dangers around them. As Buffy crept into unconsciousness the day ahead of her would change her life forever.
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Buffy was woken up by her alarm clock; she dragged herself out of bed and hopped in the shower. The warm water ran over her body. She washed away the soap from her body and the shampoo from her hair. When Buffy was done shaving, she turned off the water and hopped out. 'Today is a new day' she said to herself, 'we are not thinking of Spike… oh crap too late' Buffy's hand wiped across the mirror revealing her wet body wrapped in a towel. She pulled out the blow dryer and turned it on. About half an hour later her hair was ready to be styled. Buffy wanted to look her best for the wedding, even though the horrific dress would get more attention than anything else. She put curlers in her hair and opened the door, Dawn was just getting up.
"Can I use the bathroom now?" Buffy nodded as she headed to her room. In her private space she put lotion on her legs and began doing her own makeup. When she felt like she had done enough Buffy stood up and walked out to take off the curlers. Her sister was already dressed and ready. Buffy knocked on Willow's door to wake her up, but Willow was already awake and ready, maybe it was because Tara wanted to get back together since Willow had stopped with the magic. Willow greeted her with a friendly hello and Buffy made her way to the bathroom again. She took the curlers out and styled her hair so that it was half-up half-down with loose curls. She went back into her room and put on the worst outfit of her life. All 3 girls were wearing the same thing, and all looked at each other with the same disgusted looks on their faces.
"Well at least she didn't make us wear the blood dresses or whatever it was", Dawn commented. All laughed and were then picked up by the limo then headed for the church. On the way they picked up Tara, who also had the ridiculous piece of clothing they had the nerve to call a dress, on her body.
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Once the girls arrived they went into the bride's room to find Anya sweating profusely and crying.
"Anya, what is it? What happened?" Buffy asked.
"The flowers, the flowers," she said bubbling with tears, "they're white!!!"
"Oh sweetie, it's ok"
"No! I order off-white, they screwed up my entire wedding!!!" She yelled crying after.
"Oh Anya, not to worry it'll be great" Tara told her.
Anya looked up to the 4 girls and gasped, "You guys look… so… so… beautiful!" All the girls looked at her with a look of confusion.
"Thanks Anya, we love'em!" Dawn proclaimed
"Yeah great dresses, now let's get you ready for your big day!"
The girls went to do their own thing to help Anya with the unfinished plans. Buffy was left alone with the bride. "Buffy," Anya started to say, "he'll come back, he really will"
"Thanks Anya", Buffy said turning away trying to hold her disappointment.
When Buffy had finished the last button for the wedding dress, Anya turned to the mirror to take a look. It wasn't as bad as the bridesmaid dresses but certainly wasn't one Buffy would have picked. "Anya, you look so beautiful"
"I hope Xander thinks so!"
"I'm sure he will, I'm going to go and talk to him."
Buffy closed the door and headed towards Xander's dressing room. They hadn't talked much since Buffy had told him of her feelings for Spike. She knocked on his door and when she heard him say 'Come in' she turned the knob and went inside. She turned to see Xander in his black and white tux looking so mature, like a man ready to get married.
"Oh wow, you look great", Buffy told him.
"Thanks, you look… umm…"
"Don't worry I know I look like an idiot."
"No, but that dress, WOAH!" Buffy smiled at his comment.
"How are you feeling about today?"
"I'm nervous, but I'm ready."
"Good." There was an awkward silence between the two until Xander said, "So Spike hasn't come back yet, huh?"
"No, he hasn't."
"I hope it stays that way, I told you were crazy."
"Xander, we are so not having this conversation right now."
"Buffy, he is everything we are against."
"He was everything we were against, but he's not now, Xander please, this is supposed to be a joyous day, let's not ruin it and get in a fight, I love you Xander, I do."
"I love you too Buff, but I can't und-"
"No…no… please Xander", Buffy said as she gave him a kiss on his cheek and left him.
The ceremony was short and sweet. Buffy listened to her two friends confess their love and devotion to one another and the kiss that sealed the deal. The reception was held at the Bronze, it was transformed into a beautiful and stunning ballroom. It was there that Buffy met most of Anya's guests, if you could really call them guests. She also met Xander's family, strange but nice. The happy newly-weds danced the night away regardless of the bickering of the two families. On the dance floor was Dawn with her date, Tara and Willow, Xander and Anya, and other guests of the wedding. Buffy sat by herself on the balcony her thoughts out in space when a hand tapped her on the shoulder, Buffy turned slowly and caught site of the one that she truly loved, the one that kept her awake night after night, Spike had returned.
To be Continued…
For the 23rd night in a row Buffy cried herself to sleep. Spike hadn't returned and every moment passed like knives cutting through Buffy's body. Anya and Xander's wedding was tomorrow. Her puke green dress laid on her vanity. She knew the next day would be torture for her. Even Dawn had a date! The only thing Buffy could do was hold his most valued possession, the leather duster. In her heart she knew he would return, he would never give up his duster. Every night it would lie beside her giving her the scent of him, a mix of smoke and old spice. Sometimes she would even wear it around the house anything to help her deal. To help the time pass Buffy had gone back to school study to become a counselor, and gotten a job at a candy store down the street from the Magic Box. She loved dealing with kids of all ages. So unaware of the dangers around them. As Buffy crept into unconsciousness the day ahead of her would change her life forever.
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Buffy was woken up by her alarm clock; she dragged herself out of bed and hopped in the shower. The warm water ran over her body. She washed away the soap from her body and the shampoo from her hair. When Buffy was done shaving, she turned off the water and hopped out. 'Today is a new day' she said to herself, 'we are not thinking of Spike… oh crap too late' Buffy's hand wiped across the mirror revealing her wet body wrapped in a towel. She pulled out the blow dryer and turned it on. About half an hour later her hair was ready to be styled. Buffy wanted to look her best for the wedding, even though the horrific dress would get more attention than anything else. She put curlers in her hair and opened the door, Dawn was just getting up.
"Can I use the bathroom now?" Buffy nodded as she headed to her room. In her private space she put lotion on her legs and began doing her own makeup. When she felt like she had done enough Buffy stood up and walked out to take off the curlers. Her sister was already dressed and ready. Buffy knocked on Willow's door to wake her up, but Willow was already awake and ready, maybe it was because Tara wanted to get back together since Willow had stopped with the magic. Willow greeted her with a friendly hello and Buffy made her way to the bathroom again. She took the curlers out and styled her hair so that it was half-up half-down with loose curls. She went back into her room and put on the worst outfit of her life. All 3 girls were wearing the same thing, and all looked at each other with the same disgusted looks on their faces.
"Well at least she didn't make us wear the blood dresses or whatever it was", Dawn commented. All laughed and were then picked up by the limo then headed for the church. On the way they picked up Tara, who also had the ridiculous piece of clothing they had the nerve to call a dress, on her body.
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Once the girls arrived they went into the bride's room to find Anya sweating profusely and crying.
"Anya, what is it? What happened?" Buffy asked.
"The flowers, the flowers," she said bubbling with tears, "they're white!!!"
"Oh sweetie, it's ok"
"No! I order off-white, they screwed up my entire wedding!!!" She yelled crying after.
"Oh Anya, not to worry it'll be great" Tara told her.
Anya looked up to the 4 girls and gasped, "You guys look… so… so… beautiful!" All the girls looked at her with a look of confusion.
"Thanks Anya, we love'em!" Dawn proclaimed
"Yeah great dresses, now let's get you ready for your big day!"
The girls went to do their own thing to help Anya with the unfinished plans. Buffy was left alone with the bride. "Buffy," Anya started to say, "he'll come back, he really will"
"Thanks Anya", Buffy said turning away trying to hold her disappointment.
When Buffy had finished the last button for the wedding dress, Anya turned to the mirror to take a look. It wasn't as bad as the bridesmaid dresses but certainly wasn't one Buffy would have picked. "Anya, you look so beautiful"
"I hope Xander thinks so!"
"I'm sure he will, I'm going to go and talk to him."
Buffy closed the door and headed towards Xander's dressing room. They hadn't talked much since Buffy had told him of her feelings for Spike. She knocked on his door and when she heard him say 'Come in' she turned the knob and went inside. She turned to see Xander in his black and white tux looking so mature, like a man ready to get married.
"Oh wow, you look great", Buffy told him.
"Thanks, you look… umm…"
"Don't worry I know I look like an idiot."
"No, but that dress, WOAH!" Buffy smiled at his comment.
"How are you feeling about today?"
"I'm nervous, but I'm ready."
"Good." There was an awkward silence between the two until Xander said, "So Spike hasn't come back yet, huh?"
"No, he hasn't."
"I hope it stays that way, I told you were crazy."
"Xander, we are so not having this conversation right now."
"Buffy, he is everything we are against."
"He was everything we were against, but he's not now, Xander please, this is supposed to be a joyous day, let's not ruin it and get in a fight, I love you Xander, I do."
"I love you too Buff, but I can't und-"
"No…no… please Xander", Buffy said as she gave him a kiss on his cheek and left him.
The ceremony was short and sweet. Buffy listened to her two friends confess their love and devotion to one another and the kiss that sealed the deal. The reception was held at the Bronze, it was transformed into a beautiful and stunning ballroom. It was there that Buffy met most of Anya's guests, if you could really call them guests. She also met Xander's family, strange but nice. The happy newly-weds danced the night away regardless of the bickering of the two families. On the dance floor was Dawn with her date, Tara and Willow, Xander and Anya, and other guests of the wedding. Buffy sat by herself on the balcony her thoughts out in space when a hand tapped her on the shoulder, Buffy turned slowly and caught site of the one that she truly loved, the one that kept her awake night after night, Spike had returned.
To be Continued…
