A.N.: Back from the wedding. yay. Thanks so much for all of the reviews. They really help me keep going. I am planning on extending "Where
do I Go from here" so keep an eye out for that, please! Thanks for being patient!
This chapter could be kinda bad for some, cuz there's some language, and a tiny bit of sexual related stuff. But
it's nothing that you've never read, I hope.
here's the next chapter!
-this chapter is still at the reception. Dancing time- so this will kinda make this chapter almost song-ficy
-lyrics are not mine, they belong to ::: 1. "Endless Love"-Lionel Ritchie and Diana Ross
----lyrics---- 2. "Intuition"- Jewel
**Personal thought**
action taking place
Party Time
After dinner, everyone was feeling antsy and ready to get their groove thangs on! A man with red hair walked in. He
had on a black tux, and went to the stage infront of the dance floor. "Hey, hey, hey! I'm Wacky Wayne from WQRST 95.4 fm, Sunnydale's
best music mix, with barely any commercials and I'm here for the married couple! Mr. and Mrs. Alexander Lavelle Harris! Congrats you guys!
So, let's get these two love birds out on stage, while I'll find a song for you to dance to! This is gunna be a slow jam, so you two, get on the
floor. Once the first verse and chorus is done, everyone else can go on and dance too!"
The song the two had choesen to dance to was, "My Endless Love." Xander and Anya slowly made their way to the dance
floor, everyone watched the couple as Xander toook Anya into his arms.
-----My love, there's only you in my life. The only thing that's right.-----
*It's true. Anya's the only thing in this world that makes me happy. No matter what's going on.*
-----My first love, you're every breathe that I take, you're every step I make---
*My first love, I think I'd hafta agree. Sure I've been in like, but never, ever anything like this. He is my everything*
-----And I, I want to share all my love, with you. No one will do------
Anya layed her head on his chest, while they continued to sway to the music
---- and your eyes, your eyes, they tell me how much you care, oh yes. You will always be, my endless love----
they exchanged a loving glance *I love you, An*....*I love you, Xander*
----- Two hearts, two hearts that beat as one, our lives have just begun---
Anya smiles up at Xander, who returns a soft smile that reached his eyes
----- forever (forever) i'll hold you close in my arms-----
The two continued their swaying to the music, peacefully, gazing at one another. Everyone was silent, and happy watching the two
dance their first dance as man and wife. Tara had made her way over to Willow, and put her chin over Willow's shoulder, and wrapped her arms
tightly around Willow's waist. *How did I ever live without Tara's love? Really*
------i can't resist your charms----
Tara had made her way over to Willow, and put her chin over Willow's shoulder. The two
held hands, and literally felt the power and magic that coursed through their veins. *She's so powerful, and yet she controls it all for me.
God. I love her*
-----and i, oh ya, i'll be a fool for you, i'm sure, you kno i don't mind.----
Spike watched Buffy, as she smiled the happiest smile he saw her have in a very long time. It made him feel happy that she was, even
if she wasn't happy with him. But he didn't know that Buffy was thinking about, not only the wedding, but the way she felt in his arms.
*They're so happy, so blissful. If only I could feel that way, just once again. Just once, I could lay in Spike's
arms and-* *shut up*
-----cuz you, you mean the world to me, oh i kno, i found in you, my endless love------
Just seeing Buffy smile, and getting to look as her eyes lit up warmed Spike's heart. *This is what she needs. Normal. I'm going to
let her be normal.*
Spike watched Buffy, as she smiled the happiest smile he saw her have in a very long time. It made him feel happy that she was, even
if she wasn't happy with him. Just seeing Buffy smile, and getting to look as her eyes lit up warmed Spike's heart. He sighed and turned to
find Priscilla standing there as soon as the song ended. *And here's the bird whose gunna help me* Priscilla stood there in all of her
dark glory, looking down at his sitting figure. She was darkness, pure evil, like Dru. Spike felt the old killer coming on, looking at her.
He drank in woman before him, curves in all of the right places, plenty of skin to kiss.
"That was great, you guys! Now, let's get everyone else dancin, aite? Here's a sexy new one!" The dj called, as Jewel's "Intuition" came on.
Priscilla looked at Spike, her dark eyes burned into his. Her hand was on her hip, and she looked like she expected something from him.
----I'm just a simple girl in a high tech digital world----
Spike sat there, trying to decide what to do, there was this beautiful lady vamp standing right in front of him
-----I really try to understand all the powers that rule this land--
But Buffy was there, what if she saw, and she was upset. *What's the bloody point of gettin the bird, ya nancy boy*
----They say Miss J's big butt is boss, Kate Moss can't find a job----
"So, Spike, what's it gunna be?" she had a rich seductive voice, and the look in her eyes just made him want her all the more.
-----In a world of post modern fad, what was good now is bad------
*Buffy, or Pris, Buffy or Pris?....Bloody hell, I paid for the girl!* Spike stood up, and grabbed Priscilla roughly. She growled, and
grinned at this move
----It's not hard to understand just follow this simple plan----
Priscilla could see him glance over to Buffy as he took her to the dance floor. She got herself out of his grasp, and started to roll her hips,
and walked around him in a circle.
----Follow your heart, Your intuition---- Every man on the dance floor, hell in the room, stared at this woman, her arms were above her head,
as she moved her hips in a circular motion, and walked towards Spike.
-----It will lead you in the right direction----
Priscilla pulled Spike to her, and put his hands on her hips, and continued moving her hips in the same circular motion
----Let go of your mind----
She put her hands on either side of Spike's head, and ran them up and down his face
----Your Intuition----
*Bloody, bloody, bleeding, hell....bloody...* Spike was not thinking right, at this point, feeling her freezing cold hands run up and down his
face. Cold touched cold, but the friction of the motion made his face warm, not to mention other regions of his body became quite hard and hot.
---Is easy to find Just follow your heart baby----
During the next verse the two had started a sexual heat on the dance floor. Pratically everyone was dancing, in a not so nice way.
Spike was standing behind Priscilla with his hands on her hips, as he grinded against her. Buffy watched, and was less than pleased. *ok. he's
supposed to want me and only me, what the hell?* *possessive much?* "God, now I'm fighting with myself," she mumbled to herself, rolling her
eyes.
"Oh Buffy, you're not dancing? WEll, this is our friend Richard, remember him from your party? Well he's all better now, and has bravely
accpted an offer to be your date, again," Anya came over, with a man who had blonde hair (you guys know him. from "Older and Far away").
Buffy smiled and took Richards hand, and Anya grinned at Xander, who was just too dazed to notice anything but Anya.
They got out onto the dance floor as soon as the chorus had come on again.
---Follow your heart, Your intuition----
Buffy watched Spike, while having light conversation with Richard. Richard walked behind Buffy, and she started to lightly sway her hips,
while moving into the crowd
----It will lead you in the right direction-----
She shut her eyes, but still moved in, and managed to make Richard think she was paying him any mind
-----Let go of your mind---------
Buffy imagined herself dancing with someone else. Someone with bleached hair, who wore all black. She imagined icy hands on her hips,
rather than feeling Richard's warm ones.
----Your Intuition Is easy to find----
The two swayed with the music, and Buffy turned. She put her arms around his next as they continued to move sensually to the song.
----Just follow your heart baby----
-----You got something that you wantin' me to sell----
Xander ran his hands up Anya's arms, causing them both to shiver. He bent down and started to trail kisses up her neck,
-----Sell your sin Just cash in-----
Anya tilted her head, giving Xander a better chance to nip at her neck a bit
----You got something that you wantin' me to tell-----
Anya turned around, and kissed him hard, right there
----You'll love me----
Then she broke the kiss.
-----Wait and see-------
"Hello? Still on the dance floor, Xander!" she exclaimed.
----If you want me Don't play games----
Tara and Willow watched all of these couples.
-----I promise It won't be in vain-----
"So, whaddya think of this?" Willow asked, as Tara stroked her hand lovingly.
Uh, uh, uh
"I think that this is very interesting," the two shared a knowing smile.
-----Follow your heart-----
Buffy opened her eyes, and saw that Spike was not on the dance floor.
----Your intuition----
Spike had had enough on the dance floor, he needed to take Priscilla out of the room so that he could have a 'conversation' with her. He felt
like he was going to burst, and needed to find release, in her.
----It will lead you in the right direction----
Buffy watched, as Spike whispered in Priscilla's ear, and watched her grin. The two walked off of the dace floor, Spike covering his
lower region with his hand. *Sonuvabitch! No! Oh no, no no no. He will not get away with that* Buffy walked away from Richard.
*Okay, reasonable, let's just leave them be. No scene causing here, not at the wedding, no. It's wrong.* Her mind screamed. She stopped
for a second and listened to the song.
----Let go of your mind---
*Oh you bet I'm gunna let go of my mind* And continued on, to the bathroom where they had gone.
---Your Intuition Is easy to find--
---Just follow your heart baby---
Spike and Priscilla had walked into the men's room, the lounge area, which was empty. Spike locked the door to the bathroom, and
pratically threw Priscilla onto the blood red couch. He growled and pounced onto her, and began kissing her roughly.
Outside Buffy tried to open the door, realizing it was locked. *fuck no* Buffy grunted, and kicked the door down. In the room she
found Spike, on top of Priscilla, who was topless, and Spike, who was very much aroused. She blushed deeply, and let out a tirade of
words. "Okay, what the hell do you two think that you're doing? This is a wedding for Christ sake! It's not some fuck fest! Do you realize
that it's because of the two of you that everyone is out there freak dancing? This is supposed to be a happy occasion! Not some excuse
for the two of you to skrew around. Spike, you are a groomsman. The least that you could do is show some respect for Anya and Xander
and be a gentleman."
"I did not announce to the entire bloody room that I was going out to have sex, so how is this being ungentlemanly?" he curtly replied.
"Hello, public bathroom, dumbass," she spat at him.
"Well, love, if you hadn't noticed already that the door was locked, and this is a one stall only restroom, seeing as there was a
handicap sign on the door. Oh wait, you were too busy knocking the damn this down to notice, weren't you?" Spike questioned, angry that
she had interupted him.
"Well, I wouldn't have needed to if the two of you hadn't come here in the first place," she said.
"No one else seemed to notice that we had left," Priscilla told Buffy, with an amused look on her face. Buffy's face got even darker.
"Security could've caught you, when they realized that the bathroom door had been locked for some time," she snapped back. Spike and
Priscilla just looked at eachother. "Exactly my point. You hadn't thought of that had you?"
"We could just go get a room," Priscilla looked at Spike.
"That we will," Spike turned to leave, but was stopped by Buffy who grabbed hold of his arm.
"SPIKE! You are at a wedding and not only are you a guest, but you are part of the wedding party. You have no right! Xander and Anya-"
"I was about to go and tell them I had to go. I'm not so damned ill-mannered as you think," he yelled, snatching his arm away.
"You have no right-"
"I bloody well do! It's not up to you, Buffy! It's up to Anya and Xander, and I'm more than positive that they'll let me leave if I wished. I did
what I had to do, for them, for their wedding. This isn't your wedding, it's not up to you if I can or cannot leave. You have no right to tell me
what I can or cannot do, dammit! Don't you get it? You broke up with me, remember? After your ruined my crypt?" he was still yelling, but the
pain in his voice was as apparent as the pain in Buffy's eyes. Priscilla saw this, and figured it was time to bail.
"You guys go ahead and work this out, I'll just leave." she sped away before anyone could protest.
"Great now you lost me my date!" he exclaimed exasperatedly.
. "Who do you think you are? Yelling at me about losing your date, after I just broke up with you. Remember, at your ruined crypt?" she
icily said, repeating what he had just said. "If you're really so God damn broken upabout it, I'd think you wouldn't move on so fast."
"I didn't-"
"Didn't take you too long, did it?" she said. *I'm not gunna cry over the evil undead* Spike's blood boiled.
"What, so either it's you sleeping with me or no one?" he yelled. "Should I just not have a life? Should I spend my time mourning the loss of
you? Do you want me to go back to my crypt and wallow in my self pity? Shall I stake myself, in the name of lost love?" Buffy's eyes got big
at the suggestion. *Oh God, Buff, no tears, no tears*
"I never said-" *no tears, please, please*
"You don't have to. You want me to want you and only you. Well guess what, Slayer? I may love you, yes I do. But that doesn't mean that I'm
just gunna curl up into a little ball and let the world melt away. I have the right to live, and do whatever I want with my time. I have the right to
date who I want to. Priscilla is a great girl, who likes me and isn't ashamed of it. She doesn't deny her attraction to me and I won't
deny my attraction to her. You're not my mom, my sister, my lover, or my friend. So just piss off and mind your own damn business," Spike
said angrily, and turned away. Buffy's eyes got wide, and filled with tears .He walked, but his vampire ears heard sniffling.
Never had Spike talked to her like that, never. He never made her cry, not until now. He never hurt her, not until now. It was like when Angel
told her that she was 'fun' after he turned to Angeleus, only different. Buffy was different, older, mature, stronger, and she did not love Spike.
Or so she told herself. Yet, deep inside, Spike could turn her into that young scared girl, just as he did. She felt like she had been punched in the
stomach and her heart was just ripped from her chest.
Spike looked at her, and saw her and heard her breath coming out in short gasps and whimpers, and saw her struggling to keep her tears from
falling. His heart broke at the sight, and as soon as a tear streamed down her face, Spike ran to her. He took her face in his hands and started
kissing the tears away. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, shhh, love, sh," Spike whispered, while he held her against his chest.
Buffy needed Spike so badly, it was an ache that refused to go away, and that moment, when he yelled at her, when he was mad, she realized
something. She could not deal with Spike being mad at her. It was something she couldn't take. She couldn't take him dancing with someone else.
She didn't want to see him kissing someone else. She did not at all want to see him aroused by someone else. She wanted Spike there, for her
and only her. Never for anyone else, never. *because you love him* *no- no shit sherlock* *finally*
Buffy's knees buckled at the realization, and she collapsed in his arms, while he rocked her on the floor. Buffy nuzzled in head into his neck,
and looked up. She looked closely, and saw a light bruise under his chin. Then she saw a very faint resemblence of a dark bruise on his cheek.
It didn't look as bad as it had on her birthday and she could have sworn all of the bruises were gone when Riley came, but obviously she
didn't look hard enough. Obviously, she beat him a bit too hard in the alley. She thought about the day Riley camelooking trying to remember
any signs of discomfort from him, and had remember him hissing a bit when she went to put her hands on his ribs. *Of course, I didn't bother
to ask why. God I'm a bitch* *You can say that again* And she started to sob all over again. Spike stayed with her and rubbed her back, stroked
her face, anything he could do to make her stop crying.
"Don't cry, love, everything's fine," Spike whispered. *whipped much, Spike?*
"Your face, the bruises-" she felt another wave of sobs.
"Are almost gone, practically healed, and they don't hurt anymore love, honest," he kissed her cheek, and held her close.
"But when Riley was here, I was with you, your ribs-"
"They don't hurt anymore, pet, it's ok," he whispered.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. After several minutes her tears subsided.
She sat up, and looked around, at the big door on the floor, at Spike whose hand was still holding hers and thought about things.
"You all right?" Spike quietly asked. She nodded. *course she is. She just doesn't like bein yelled at by undead evil things.*
"Just, when you yelled, it was like, when Angel turned to Angeleus. I just...it came back," she said quickly. Spike's started getting pissed off
again.
*Of course, Angel. Angel, Angel, Angel, always about Angel. and if not him it's Riley. Bloody ponces.* Buffy saw the hurt in his eyes.
"I just...I...I don't want you to hate me," she whispered. *God, I'd hate you if I were him. I'd fucking kill you* *oh thanks.*
"I could never hate you," Spike said, and he stood up. "You don't want me to hate you, you won't let me love you, so what am I supposed to
do, Buffy?" he asked, in a desparate and defeated voice. She didn't even look at him. "You don't know. Well, Buffy, I can't be your friend. I'm
sorry. I can't. I won't leave the wedding, I won't leave bloody Sunnydale. Promised you I'd look after Dawn, and I will. But, I just can't be your
shoulder to cry on anymore. It's hurts to much," Spike's voice was barely above a whisper. She looked up at him, and he at her. "You
gunna be all right in here?" She nodded, and he walked out.
Buffy just sat there wondering what the hell she was supposed to do now. How like her. She realizes that she loves Spike as soon as he
doesn't want anything to do with her, doesn't even want to be her friend. What was she supposed to do? Go dance some more.
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do I Go from here" so keep an eye out for that, please! Thanks for being patient!
This chapter could be kinda bad for some, cuz there's some language, and a tiny bit of sexual related stuff. But
it's nothing that you've never read, I hope.
here's the next chapter!
-this chapter is still at the reception. Dancing time- so this will kinda make this chapter almost song-ficy
-lyrics are not mine, they belong to ::: 1. "Endless Love"-Lionel Ritchie and Diana Ross
----lyrics---- 2. "Intuition"- Jewel
**Personal thought**
action taking place
Party Time
After dinner, everyone was feeling antsy and ready to get their groove thangs on! A man with red hair walked in. He
had on a black tux, and went to the stage infront of the dance floor. "Hey, hey, hey! I'm Wacky Wayne from WQRST 95.4 fm, Sunnydale's
best music mix, with barely any commercials and I'm here for the married couple! Mr. and Mrs. Alexander Lavelle Harris! Congrats you guys!
So, let's get these two love birds out on stage, while I'll find a song for you to dance to! This is gunna be a slow jam, so you two, get on the
floor. Once the first verse and chorus is done, everyone else can go on and dance too!"
The song the two had choesen to dance to was, "My Endless Love." Xander and Anya slowly made their way to the dance
floor, everyone watched the couple as Xander toook Anya into his arms.
-----My love, there's only you in my life. The only thing that's right.-----
*It's true. Anya's the only thing in this world that makes me happy. No matter what's going on.*
-----My first love, you're every breathe that I take, you're every step I make---
*My first love, I think I'd hafta agree. Sure I've been in like, but never, ever anything like this. He is my everything*
-----And I, I want to share all my love, with you. No one will do------
Anya layed her head on his chest, while they continued to sway to the music
---- and your eyes, your eyes, they tell me how much you care, oh yes. You will always be, my endless love----
they exchanged a loving glance *I love you, An*....*I love you, Xander*
----- Two hearts, two hearts that beat as one, our lives have just begun---
Anya smiles up at Xander, who returns a soft smile that reached his eyes
----- forever (forever) i'll hold you close in my arms-----
The two continued their swaying to the music, peacefully, gazing at one another. Everyone was silent, and happy watching the two
dance their first dance as man and wife. Tara had made her way over to Willow, and put her chin over Willow's shoulder, and wrapped her arms
tightly around Willow's waist. *How did I ever live without Tara's love? Really*
------i can't resist your charms----
Tara had made her way over to Willow, and put her chin over Willow's shoulder. The two
held hands, and literally felt the power and magic that coursed through their veins. *She's so powerful, and yet she controls it all for me.
God. I love her*
-----and i, oh ya, i'll be a fool for you, i'm sure, you kno i don't mind.----
Spike watched Buffy, as she smiled the happiest smile he saw her have in a very long time. It made him feel happy that she was, even
if she wasn't happy with him. But he didn't know that Buffy was thinking about, not only the wedding, but the way she felt in his arms.
*They're so happy, so blissful. If only I could feel that way, just once again. Just once, I could lay in Spike's
arms and-* *shut up*
-----cuz you, you mean the world to me, oh i kno, i found in you, my endless love------
Just seeing Buffy smile, and getting to look as her eyes lit up warmed Spike's heart. *This is what she needs. Normal. I'm going to
let her be normal.*
Spike watched Buffy, as she smiled the happiest smile he saw her have in a very long time. It made him feel happy that she was, even
if she wasn't happy with him. Just seeing Buffy smile, and getting to look as her eyes lit up warmed Spike's heart. He sighed and turned to
find Priscilla standing there as soon as the song ended. *And here's the bird whose gunna help me* Priscilla stood there in all of her
dark glory, looking down at his sitting figure. She was darkness, pure evil, like Dru. Spike felt the old killer coming on, looking at her.
He drank in woman before him, curves in all of the right places, plenty of skin to kiss.
"That was great, you guys! Now, let's get everyone else dancin, aite? Here's a sexy new one!" The dj called, as Jewel's "Intuition" came on.
Priscilla looked at Spike, her dark eyes burned into his. Her hand was on her hip, and she looked like she expected something from him.
----I'm just a simple girl in a high tech digital world----
Spike sat there, trying to decide what to do, there was this beautiful lady vamp standing right in front of him
-----I really try to understand all the powers that rule this land--
But Buffy was there, what if she saw, and she was upset. *What's the bloody point of gettin the bird, ya nancy boy*
----They say Miss J's big butt is boss, Kate Moss can't find a job----
"So, Spike, what's it gunna be?" she had a rich seductive voice, and the look in her eyes just made him want her all the more.
-----In a world of post modern fad, what was good now is bad------
*Buffy, or Pris, Buffy or Pris?....Bloody hell, I paid for the girl!* Spike stood up, and grabbed Priscilla roughly. She growled, and
grinned at this move
----It's not hard to understand just follow this simple plan----
Priscilla could see him glance over to Buffy as he took her to the dance floor. She got herself out of his grasp, and started to roll her hips,
and walked around him in a circle.
----Follow your heart, Your intuition---- Every man on the dance floor, hell in the room, stared at this woman, her arms were above her head,
as she moved her hips in a circular motion, and walked towards Spike.
-----It will lead you in the right direction----
Priscilla pulled Spike to her, and put his hands on her hips, and continued moving her hips in the same circular motion
----Let go of your mind----
She put her hands on either side of Spike's head, and ran them up and down his face
----Your Intuition----
*Bloody, bloody, bleeding, hell....bloody...* Spike was not thinking right, at this point, feeling her freezing cold hands run up and down his
face. Cold touched cold, but the friction of the motion made his face warm, not to mention other regions of his body became quite hard and hot.
---Is easy to find Just follow your heart baby----
During the next verse the two had started a sexual heat on the dance floor. Pratically everyone was dancing, in a not so nice way.
Spike was standing behind Priscilla with his hands on her hips, as he grinded against her. Buffy watched, and was less than pleased. *ok. he's
supposed to want me and only me, what the hell?* *possessive much?* "God, now I'm fighting with myself," she mumbled to herself, rolling her
eyes.
"Oh Buffy, you're not dancing? WEll, this is our friend Richard, remember him from your party? Well he's all better now, and has bravely
accpted an offer to be your date, again," Anya came over, with a man who had blonde hair (you guys know him. from "Older and Far away").
Buffy smiled and took Richards hand, and Anya grinned at Xander, who was just too dazed to notice anything but Anya.
They got out onto the dance floor as soon as the chorus had come on again.
---Follow your heart, Your intuition----
Buffy watched Spike, while having light conversation with Richard. Richard walked behind Buffy, and she started to lightly sway her hips,
while moving into the crowd
----It will lead you in the right direction-----
She shut her eyes, but still moved in, and managed to make Richard think she was paying him any mind
-----Let go of your mind---------
Buffy imagined herself dancing with someone else. Someone with bleached hair, who wore all black. She imagined icy hands on her hips,
rather than feeling Richard's warm ones.
----Your Intuition Is easy to find----
The two swayed with the music, and Buffy turned. She put her arms around his next as they continued to move sensually to the song.
----Just follow your heart baby----
-----You got something that you wantin' me to sell----
Xander ran his hands up Anya's arms, causing them both to shiver. He bent down and started to trail kisses up her neck,
-----Sell your sin Just cash in-----
Anya tilted her head, giving Xander a better chance to nip at her neck a bit
----You got something that you wantin' me to tell-----
Anya turned around, and kissed him hard, right there
----You'll love me----
Then she broke the kiss.
-----Wait and see-------
"Hello? Still on the dance floor, Xander!" she exclaimed.
----If you want me Don't play games----
Tara and Willow watched all of these couples.
-----I promise It won't be in vain-----
"So, whaddya think of this?" Willow asked, as Tara stroked her hand lovingly.
Uh, uh, uh
"I think that this is very interesting," the two shared a knowing smile.
-----Follow your heart-----
Buffy opened her eyes, and saw that Spike was not on the dance floor.
----Your intuition----
Spike had had enough on the dance floor, he needed to take Priscilla out of the room so that he could have a 'conversation' with her. He felt
like he was going to burst, and needed to find release, in her.
----It will lead you in the right direction----
Buffy watched, as Spike whispered in Priscilla's ear, and watched her grin. The two walked off of the dace floor, Spike covering his
lower region with his hand. *Sonuvabitch! No! Oh no, no no no. He will not get away with that* Buffy walked away from Richard.
*Okay, reasonable, let's just leave them be. No scene causing here, not at the wedding, no. It's wrong.* Her mind screamed. She stopped
for a second and listened to the song.
----Let go of your mind---
*Oh you bet I'm gunna let go of my mind* And continued on, to the bathroom where they had gone.
---Your Intuition Is easy to find--
---Just follow your heart baby---
Spike and Priscilla had walked into the men's room, the lounge area, which was empty. Spike locked the door to the bathroom, and
pratically threw Priscilla onto the blood red couch. He growled and pounced onto her, and began kissing her roughly.
Outside Buffy tried to open the door, realizing it was locked. *fuck no* Buffy grunted, and kicked the door down. In the room she
found Spike, on top of Priscilla, who was topless, and Spike, who was very much aroused. She blushed deeply, and let out a tirade of
words. "Okay, what the hell do you two think that you're doing? This is a wedding for Christ sake! It's not some fuck fest! Do you realize
that it's because of the two of you that everyone is out there freak dancing? This is supposed to be a happy occasion! Not some excuse
for the two of you to skrew around. Spike, you are a groomsman. The least that you could do is show some respect for Anya and Xander
and be a gentleman."
"I did not announce to the entire bloody room that I was going out to have sex, so how is this being ungentlemanly?" he curtly replied.
"Hello, public bathroom, dumbass," she spat at him.
"Well, love, if you hadn't noticed already that the door was locked, and this is a one stall only restroom, seeing as there was a
handicap sign on the door. Oh wait, you were too busy knocking the damn this down to notice, weren't you?" Spike questioned, angry that
she had interupted him.
"Well, I wouldn't have needed to if the two of you hadn't come here in the first place," she said.
"No one else seemed to notice that we had left," Priscilla told Buffy, with an amused look on her face. Buffy's face got even darker.
"Security could've caught you, when they realized that the bathroom door had been locked for some time," she snapped back. Spike and
Priscilla just looked at eachother. "Exactly my point. You hadn't thought of that had you?"
"We could just go get a room," Priscilla looked at Spike.
"That we will," Spike turned to leave, but was stopped by Buffy who grabbed hold of his arm.
"SPIKE! You are at a wedding and not only are you a guest, but you are part of the wedding party. You have no right! Xander and Anya-"
"I was about to go and tell them I had to go. I'm not so damned ill-mannered as you think," he yelled, snatching his arm away.
"You have no right-"
"I bloody well do! It's not up to you, Buffy! It's up to Anya and Xander, and I'm more than positive that they'll let me leave if I wished. I did
what I had to do, for them, for their wedding. This isn't your wedding, it's not up to you if I can or cannot leave. You have no right to tell me
what I can or cannot do, dammit! Don't you get it? You broke up with me, remember? After your ruined my crypt?" he was still yelling, but the
pain in his voice was as apparent as the pain in Buffy's eyes. Priscilla saw this, and figured it was time to bail.
"You guys go ahead and work this out, I'll just leave." she sped away before anyone could protest.
"Great now you lost me my date!" he exclaimed exasperatedly.
. "Who do you think you are? Yelling at me about losing your date, after I just broke up with you. Remember, at your ruined crypt?" she
icily said, repeating what he had just said. "If you're really so God damn broken upabout it, I'd think you wouldn't move on so fast."
"I didn't-"
"Didn't take you too long, did it?" she said. *I'm not gunna cry over the evil undead* Spike's blood boiled.
"What, so either it's you sleeping with me or no one?" he yelled. "Should I just not have a life? Should I spend my time mourning the loss of
you? Do you want me to go back to my crypt and wallow in my self pity? Shall I stake myself, in the name of lost love?" Buffy's eyes got big
at the suggestion. *Oh God, Buff, no tears, no tears*
"I never said-" *no tears, please, please*
"You don't have to. You want me to want you and only you. Well guess what, Slayer? I may love you, yes I do. But that doesn't mean that I'm
just gunna curl up into a little ball and let the world melt away. I have the right to live, and do whatever I want with my time. I have the right to
date who I want to. Priscilla is a great girl, who likes me and isn't ashamed of it. She doesn't deny her attraction to me and I won't
deny my attraction to her. You're not my mom, my sister, my lover, or my friend. So just piss off and mind your own damn business," Spike
said angrily, and turned away. Buffy's eyes got wide, and filled with tears .He walked, but his vampire ears heard sniffling.
Never had Spike talked to her like that, never. He never made her cry, not until now. He never hurt her, not until now. It was like when Angel
told her that she was 'fun' after he turned to Angeleus, only different. Buffy was different, older, mature, stronger, and she did not love Spike.
Or so she told herself. Yet, deep inside, Spike could turn her into that young scared girl, just as he did. She felt like she had been punched in the
stomach and her heart was just ripped from her chest.
Spike looked at her, and saw her and heard her breath coming out in short gasps and whimpers, and saw her struggling to keep her tears from
falling. His heart broke at the sight, and as soon as a tear streamed down her face, Spike ran to her. He took her face in his hands and started
kissing the tears away. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, shhh, love, sh," Spike whispered, while he held her against his chest.
Buffy needed Spike so badly, it was an ache that refused to go away, and that moment, when he yelled at her, when he was mad, she realized
something. She could not deal with Spike being mad at her. It was something she couldn't take. She couldn't take him dancing with someone else.
She didn't want to see him kissing someone else. She did not at all want to see him aroused by someone else. She wanted Spike there, for her
and only her. Never for anyone else, never. *because you love him* *no- no shit sherlock* *finally*
Buffy's knees buckled at the realization, and she collapsed in his arms, while he rocked her on the floor. Buffy nuzzled in head into his neck,
and looked up. She looked closely, and saw a light bruise under his chin. Then she saw a very faint resemblence of a dark bruise on his cheek.
It didn't look as bad as it had on her birthday and she could have sworn all of the bruises were gone when Riley came, but obviously she
didn't look hard enough. Obviously, she beat him a bit too hard in the alley. She thought about the day Riley camelooking trying to remember
any signs of discomfort from him, and had remember him hissing a bit when she went to put her hands on his ribs. *Of course, I didn't bother
to ask why. God I'm a bitch* *You can say that again* And she started to sob all over again. Spike stayed with her and rubbed her back, stroked
her face, anything he could do to make her stop crying.
"Don't cry, love, everything's fine," Spike whispered. *whipped much, Spike?*
"Your face, the bruises-" she felt another wave of sobs.
"Are almost gone, practically healed, and they don't hurt anymore love, honest," he kissed her cheek, and held her close.
"But when Riley was here, I was with you, your ribs-"
"They don't hurt anymore, pet, it's ok," he whispered.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. After several minutes her tears subsided.
She sat up, and looked around, at the big door on the floor, at Spike whose hand was still holding hers and thought about things.
"You all right?" Spike quietly asked. She nodded. *course she is. She just doesn't like bein yelled at by undead evil things.*
"Just, when you yelled, it was like, when Angel turned to Angeleus. I just...it came back," she said quickly. Spike's started getting pissed off
again.
*Of course, Angel. Angel, Angel, Angel, always about Angel. and if not him it's Riley. Bloody ponces.* Buffy saw the hurt in his eyes.
"I just...I...I don't want you to hate me," she whispered. *God, I'd hate you if I were him. I'd fucking kill you* *oh thanks.*
"I could never hate you," Spike said, and he stood up. "You don't want me to hate you, you won't let me love you, so what am I supposed to
do, Buffy?" he asked, in a desparate and defeated voice. She didn't even look at him. "You don't know. Well, Buffy, I can't be your friend. I'm
sorry. I can't. I won't leave the wedding, I won't leave bloody Sunnydale. Promised you I'd look after Dawn, and I will. But, I just can't be your
shoulder to cry on anymore. It's hurts to much," Spike's voice was barely above a whisper. She looked up at him, and he at her. "You
gunna be all right in here?" She nodded, and he walked out.
Buffy just sat there wondering what the hell she was supposed to do now. How like her. She realizes that she loves Spike as soon as he
doesn't want anything to do with her, doesn't even want to be her friend. What was she supposed to do? Go dance some more.
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