Title: A Spiritual Weekend

Summary: Courtesy of Cordelia's parents, Cordelia, Buffy, Angel and Spike spend some time up in Colorado. But their weekend ends up disastrous when spirits of past lives decide to haunt them.   

Author's Note: I know Cordelia's parents could have come up with something better then Colorado but that's the only place I've been to go skiing. I was thinking of the Alps but since I've never been there I don't know what's there.

Feedback: Does a writer's block good!

Disclaimer: Characters are not mine, except the ones you don't recognize b/c I made them up. Other then that, I'm just borrowing them. ************************************************************************************

By the time the four were done drinking and talking to the bartender it was way past sunrise and the girls were feeling a little tired. They got as much information as possible on the history of dead spirits but hadn't seen any signs of the spirits causing any commotion so they decided to wait until they made their first move. Each couple went to their own rooms and decided to rest for a few hours then later agreed they would try and get a hold of Giles for some more details. They would then maybe go skiing or something afterwards.

Buffy emerged from the large bathroom, steam trailing behind, wearing one of the white hotel robs and towel drying her hair after taking a long hot shower. She grabbed a brush from her bag and brushed out her wet tangled hair, watching her reflection in one of the mirrors on a vanity. She jumped when she felt a cold hand on hers and turned around quickly. She sighed when she saw it was just Spike.

"Whoa there luv! A little jumpy are we?"

"It's just I forgot that you don't have a reflection and so I was a little startled that's all." He took the brush from her grasp silently asking for permission. Buffy nodded her approval and he began to gently brush her hair.

"You're not afraid of those spirit's are you?"

"I've dealt with worse." Spike nodded and they stayed silent for a long while. Buffy just stared at the mirror, watching her brush stroke her hair by itself. She knew there was a hand behind its actions but couldn't help but find it kinda creepy. Spike put down her brush and turned her around to face him. He tucked a chunk of wet hair behind her ear and lightly traced her jaw line, which sent chills up her spine. She watched his crystal blue eyes and found herself getting lost in their passionate sparkle as she felt him getting closer to her face. 'Oh my god he's going to kiss me.'

She wanted him to kiss her. She had been waiting for him to do it for a long time now but she couldn't help but feel if his attempts were truthful. Did he really like her or was he trying to prove something to Angel by nabbing the ex-girlfriend? She knew they're history and she knew what he was like. She let her negativity get the better of her and rose quickly from her seat avoiding his kiss. He braced himself against the vanity, almost coming face to wood with the object. Spike sat down and placed his hands on his knees, sighing heavily.

"Well, that was damned embarrassing."

Buffy took a seat next to him, fiddling with an imaginary thread on her robe. "I'm sorry…I…I panicked and my conscience got the better of me. I like you Spike, I like you a lot…it's just…I don't know."

"I'm smitten by you too slayer and it's bloody obvious…and your probably thinking that I'm doing this to try and prove something to peaches huh?" Buffy looked at him with wide eyes. He had hit it right on the nose. Spike sighed. "That's what I thought. But you know what…for the first time I don't care what the poof says. My feelings for you are on my terms and mine alone. He has nothing to do with this…besides, he has the hots for the cheerleader."

"What! Angel likes Cordelia?" Buffy fell off her edge of the seat with a thud.

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Cordelia tossed and turned trying to get comfortable. She hated being restless and the cover hogging being beside her wasn't helping any. She turned to face her sleeping partner and found the covers wrapped completely around him like a cocoon. She groaned annoyingly and pulled the covers, only succeeding in uncovering his chest, which was completely bare. She rolled her eyes and pulled once more at the covers with force. She watched as he rolled right off the bed and onto the floor with a loud thud. She covered her mouth to contain her laughter.

"Ouch!" Angel stood rubbing the back of his head, forgetting that he was now showing his female roommate just what he was wearing the day he was born. He looked down at what she was staring at and grabbed the covers in attempt to cover himself from her staring eyes. "You can look away now."

Cordelia finally averted her eyes, feeling her face growing hot by the second. 'I guess he took off more then just his shirt.' She had forgotten that most vampires slept naked. "I guess what they say is true about Angelus having a big, uh…shoe size." She tightly shut her eyes, feeling really stupid for saying that out loud. "I'm sorry…I didn't mean…well I did because…um, yeah." Angel smiled wickedly, not feeling a bit ashamed about his…shoe size. Angelus had a rep for pleasing the ladies and damn skippy they never forgot it. He could sense Cordelia's body temperature rise as she tried desperately to stay cool and not look any more flushed then what she already was. He left to change into some black drawstring sweats and could hear her sigh of relieve as her heart rate began to beat regularly.

Angel returned and found Cordelia sleeping peacefully, the covers now wrapped around her. He carefully laid next to her and watched her sleep, taking in her breathtaking beauty and feisty attitude that made him want her even more. He loved a good chase and if she was playing hard to get, then he was willing to play the game. He soon fell into a restful sleep.

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Buffy and Spike joined the other couple in their room, after both couples rested for a good 3 hours, and ordered room service so as to not expose Angel and Spike as they ate their own nutritious yet bloody meals. They then called up Giles, getting as much information on spirits and exorcism as they could just in case it came time to whip some spirit ass. Neither of the couples decided to talk about their previous humiliating scenarios.

It was around 1 in the afternoon and they were just now getting around to having some fun. The four of them had taken a cab to a nearby ski park and rental place and were now in the process of loading up on ski gear.

"I don't know about this. I mean…I've never really skied before," whined Angel as he tried to put on a pair of goggles with no such luck. Cordelia chuckled lightly and helped him place them on, brushing her hands lightly against his. Flashes of what had happened earlier that morning warped her mind and she snatched her hands back quickly. Angel stared at her oddly, not understanding what was wrong. Cordelia cleared her throat and smiled, patting him on the arm.

"Don't worry, you'll do fine." She left for the rental booth, leaving Angel to stare at her, yet again, in confusion.

The group finished renting their gear then headed for the slopes. The sky above them was cloudy and dull with no show of any signs of light because of overcast so the sun would be nowhere in range for the whole weekend. They arrived and were instructed to listen while an instructor taught them how to ski until Cordelia had had enough. She looked over at Buffy making a falling asleep notion with her head and nodded her head towards the lifts. Buffy nodded and they both grabbed a hold of their partners, dragging them away as the instructor yelled for them to return. They ignored him and hopped on the next lifts, taking them to the top of the slopes.

Buffy watched Angel and Cordelia riding ahead of them and still couldn't believe that her ex-boyfriend had fallen for her once been enemy. 'Oh how the world works,' she thought. She pulled on her gloves as she glanced over at Spike next to her. She wondered what he was thinking. She just hoped it wasn't about earlier that morning and how stupid she had been. She glanced over at him again and just as he began to slip off his seat.

"What the bloody hell…?"

"Spike!" She grabbed a hold of his arms as he dangled off the edge looking very much confused and afraid. He looked down at the snow below him then at her and she saw his face get a lot paler.

"Ok…hold on…we're almost there." She held on tightly until they reached the top of the slope and then let go, letting him fall to the snow on his back. She jumped off and helped him up as Angel and Cordelia approached.

"You know Spike, you're suppose to land on your skies not your ass."

"Shut the hell up peaches before I push you down this hill here. And for the record, I landed on my back."

"It's true. One minute he was sitting then the next he was dangling over the edge of the lift. I caught him just in time and he fell on his back. I figured he just lost his balance or something," Buffy explained as she helped him up.

Spike dusted himself off. "I say we screw this little expedition and get back already."

Cordelia held up her hand in protest. "Wait a minute. I didn't pay for these rented skies for nothing. We are going to ski."

"What if it was the spirits?" Everyone looked at Buffy. "What? I mean it could be them right?"

"Don't spirits only reside inside?" Cordelia noticed the people yelling at them to move and turned around to give them a piece of her mind. "Shut up already! It's called 'going around'!" The people went around them still mumbling under their breaths. "I heard that…don't think I didn't hear that!"

"Smooth cheerleader, real smooth."

She turned back to the others. "What? They were so being rude. Anyways, as I was saying before I was 'rudely' interrupted…don't spirits only reside inside?" She looked over at Angel who was starting to take off his ski gear. "What are you doing?"

"Taking this stuff off. We have to get back. Buffy was right, it probably was the spirits."

"This is the last time I'm going to ask and you better answer…don't spirits only reside inside?"

"Not really. They can haunt outdoors as well as long as one of them was killed in that area."

Buffy copied Angel's actions. "So you think one of them were killed here?"

"That's the only explanation. "

Cordelia noticed Buffy and Spike taking off their gear. "Not you two too?"

"Sorry Cordy but Spike's right…we need to get back to the hotel and figure this out." Buffy followed the guys as they left towards the rental place, leaving a very annoyed Cordelia behind.

"I know, why don't we move here and name it Sunnyhell Jr." She groaned. "This can't be happening. So much for fun." **************************************************************************************           TBC! More to come! ~Michele~