Moving on
Chapter 3: Old Acquaintances
By: Rogue-Slayer13
Summary: See pervious chapters.
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"You wanna come over for dinner tonight?" Owen asked through a mouthful of muffins.
"Sure," Spike replied.
The two were sitting in Celeste's a coffee shop in London. Owen was cramming blueberry muffins in his mouth left and right and Spike was trying to come up with a plan that would remove Owen from his flat, so he wouldn't have to deal with him all week. Sure they had been friends since before they were in school, but come on, a week is a long time to have to live with someone who's favorite past time is seeing how many doughnuts he can put in his mouth at once.
Spike was still working out the details of his plan when the door opened and someone walked into Celeste's. Spike wouldn't have even looked up had Owen not roughly elbowed him in the ribs.
"Check out her out." Owen pointed to a woman standing at the counter.
Spike followed his gaze and nearly spit tea all over the table.
"Is she hot or what?"
"I know her." Spike got up from the table and walked over toward the woman.
Fred walked into Celeste's like she did every Sunday and headed over to the counter to order her usual afternoon tea. That had been the only weird thing about moving to London, she'd become addicted to the tea.
"'Ello Fred! Your usual?" greeted Celeste, owner and sole employee of the small café.
"Yep."
Celeste went to get the tea and Fred started rummaging through her purse, trying to find her wallet. She was still looking for her wallet when someone tapped her on the shoulder.
"Oh my god!" Fred nearly having a heart attack quickly spun around to see who had startled her.
"Hey Pet."
"Oh my god, Spike!" Fred threw her arms around the former vampire's neck and gave him a big hug.
"Nice to see you too Pet," Spike said with a smile.
"Look at you! You're so . . . different."
Spike had on a pair of black Converse All Stars, a pair of faded blue jeans, and a green T-shirt that had a white four-leaf clover on it. His hair was still peroxide blond, but he had it spiked up now. Around his neck was a simple silver chain and around his left wrist was a two-inch wide leather wrist cuff.
"It's not that big of a change," Spike replied.
"Not that big? You've got . . . colors now and you've spiked up your hair and . . . you look great."
"Aw, thanks Luv." Spike smiled. "So, how long have you been in my neck of the woods?"
"A couple of months."
"You should've called. I could've showed you around London."
"Well I didn't even know you were here. After Wesley and I broke up I went to spend some time with my folks and then I decided that I wanted to go and see the world so I moved here."
"That's great Pet . . . not you breaking up with Wesley, but you deciding to see the world and all."
Fred smiled. "Y'know you still could."
"Still could what?" Spike asked, slightly confused.
"Show me around town. I've lived here three months and I still don't know any place outside of my neighborhood."
"I'd love to show you around Pet."
"Great, why don't we meet here tomorrow at say, noonish?" Fred suggested.
"It's a date."
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