Away From It All
Chapter 7: Transatlantic Phone Calls
By: Rogue-Slayer13
Summary: See pervious chapters.
Disclaimer: The characters of Btvs and Ats belong to Joss Whedon. Spike's family members and other character you've never heard of before are mine.
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James walked through the house to get to the ringing phone.
"Ello? Edwards' residence, this is James."
"Oh hi, um is Spike there?"
"Yes, may I ask who's calling?"
"My name's Cordelia."
"Oh, you must be my nephew Liam's girlfriend," said James with a smile.
"Yeah."
"Well I'll get Will for you," said James as he covered the receiver with his hand. "Will! You've got a phone call!"
"Who is it?" asked Spike as he came into the living room.
"Cordelia," replied James as he handed his son the phone.
"Ello?" answered Spike.
"Hey Spike! How are ya?" greeted Cordy.
"Fine, how are you?"
"Good, I was just calling to see how everyone was. I heard everyone tended to hang out at your house."
"Yeah, it's become a right little head quarters."
Cordelia laughed.
"Is anyone there now?"
"Uh, Fred, Faith, and Red are out back with Gunn, and Oz and Xander and Anya should be 'ere any moment . . . oh, and your boyfriend's 'ere too."
"Really? Angel's there?" asked Cordelia.
"Yeah, he's spending the weekend, you can talk to 'im if ya want."
"Well, if you wouldn't mind," said Cordelia.
"Yeah, just a minute." Spike took the phone away from his ear and yelled for Angel. "He'll be down in a sec."
"Okay."
"What do you want Spike?" asked Angel.
"Cordy wants to talk to ya." Spike held the phone out toward Angel.
"Really?"
"Yes you poof, now take the damn phone before she thinks you don't like her." Spike thrust the phone at Angel.
"Hello?"
"Hey Angel, how are you?"
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"Guess what," said Willow as she came back outside from talking to Cordy.
"What?" asked Fred.
"Cordelia's moving here."
"Really?" asked Angel.
"Yep, her dad just bought her plane ticket." Willow sat down next to Oz.
"When will she be 'ere?" asked Spike.
"Next Wednesday or Thursday, I can't remember."
"Something we might want to know, if she needs picked up," said Gunn with a smile.
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Buffy was sitting outside the espresso pump when Cordelia sat down next to her.
"Guess what?"
"What?"
"I'm moving to London!" exclaimed Cordy with a huge smile.
"Not you too! God, I'm going to be the only Scooby left in California," said Buffy sadly.
"No, you have Dawn and I think Andrew might still live here."
"Oh great, Andrew and my sister."
"Well, you'll get to visit during Christmas, right? Doesn't Giles have family over there that he sees?"
"Yeah, but that's only gonna be once or twice a year."
"Well, we'll come back here too," said Cordy. "All of our families live here, so with the two times you come over there and the two or three times we come over here, that's like four or five visits a year."
"I'm so glad you can count," said Buffy sarcastically.
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"Oh . . . my . . . god, this place is huge!" said Fred as she looked around the large and empty flat.
The flat had a good sized kitchen that had an island in it and a white tiled floor. The living room was fairly large with white walls, beige carpet, and French doors that lead out onto a balcony. To the left of the living room was a hallway with Willow's room and a bathroom. To the right of the living room was a second hallway with Fred's room and another bedroom.
"I never even knew an apartment could have this much space," said Willow as she walked into the living room and set down her duffle bag.
"It has an echo."
"Yeah, but it won't once our stuff get's here."
"When's it supposed to be here anyway?"
"I don't know, later this afternoon," replied Willow.
"Want to go help the guys out?"
"Sure."
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When Willow and Fred got to the guys' flat, most of the stuff was already moved in. The flat itself was set up a lot like Fred and Willow's. Good size kitchen, and big living room with a balcony. The main difference was the bedrooms and bathrooms. To the left of the living room was Gunn and Xander's rooms and the bathroom and to the right of the living room was Spike and Oz's rooms. The kitchen had a black and white checkered floor and a bar that connected the kitchen to the living room and the living room had hardwood floors and brick walls.
"Wow, you guys are almost done moving in," said Fred.
"Yeah, we've been working on this all day now," said Spike who was sitting on the black couch in the middle of the living room.
In front of the couch was a green area rug that had six guitars lying on it lengthwise. The coffee table was on top of the rug and the entertainment center was up against the wall in front of the couch. Behind the couch was an open space with a drum kit in the corner and a couple of amps.
"Who's drum kit?" asked Fred.
"Mine," said Xander as he carried an empty box from his room into the living room.
"Since when have you played the drums?" asked Willow.
"I dabbled in high school a bit, but never picked it up."
"And the amps?" asked Fred.
"Spike and Oz play guitar and I play bass," said Gunn.
"You guys should have a band," said Willow. "You've got enough people and talent."
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Spike and the others were gathered at The Edge, a club very much like The Bronze listening to one of the local bands when Faith and Anya came over.
"Hey you two," greeted Xander.
"Hey," replied Faith as she took a seat in between Spike and Willow.
"You look bummed, what's wrong?" asked the red head.
"Nothing, it's just finding an apartment is proving useless."
"Why do you need an apartment? I thought your parents were cool with you staying around," said Gunn.
"They are, but I'm not. I don't know, it's just something about seeing everyone else out on their own, it makes me like such a dork to live at home."
Fred leaned over and whispered something to Willow, who in turn whispered a reply.
"How badly do you want a place to stay?" asked Fred.
"Badly, why?" Faith looked over at Fred.
"Well, we've got an extra room at our place and if you could stand us as roommates, the room's yours," said Fred.
Faith smiled.
"Of course I could stand living with you guys."
"Well then, you're our new roomie," said Willow with a grin.
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A couple of days later Angel went to the airport to pick up Cordy, and much to his protests, she dragged him straight over to see Spike and the others.
"They're probably busy," said Angel as Cordy half dragged, half lead him down the hallway.
"They're home, I called them to make sure," said Cordy as she came up to the door of Spike's flat and knocked.
It was just a few seconds before Anya answered the door.
"Hello Cordelia!" Anya pulled Cordy into a hug.
"Hey Anya," replied Cordy.
"It's been awhile since I've seen you." Anya shut the door behind Angel.
"Yeah it has."
"Well everyone's in the living room watching TV." Anya lead the two into the living room.
"What are watching?" asked Cordy.
"Monty Python," replied Xander from his spot on the floor in front of the couch.
"Really? I didn't peg Spike and Oz as Python guys."
"There's more to us then meets the eye," replied Oz.
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To Be Continued . . .
I'm going to try and have Wesley and Lorne in the next chapter and Buffy in the chapter after that. Please review!