Chapter Twenty-Six
Xander made his way into the movie theater, checking each aisle for a brunette wearing a plaid hairband. "Cordelia?" he whispered. No one answered. "Cordelia?" He kept making his way down the aisle. "Cordelia?" He saw someone turn. Make a face and then turn back. Definitely her. He treaded down two more aisles and looked over to her. "Cordelia, I have to talk to you?"
"What are you doing here Harris?" she angrily whispered back.
"I want to talk."
"So go find your annoying friends." After her remark, she turned back to the screen.
"I'm not going anywhere until you talk to me."
"Hey, buddy. I think she wants you to leave," a guy sitting next to her said, a little louder than a whisper.
"Thank you Mr. Hero, but I'm not going anywhere," Xander stated. People started shushing him.
The guy stood up and walked past the four people it took to reach the aisle. "I'll make you then."
Xander gulped at the extra three inches of man that towered over him. His arm muscle looks as big as my head!
"Sit down!" someone yelled.
"Greg, no. Just ignore him," Cordelia insisted.
"Why don't you leave?" Greg asked with intimidation.
"As much as your steroid pumped body makes my head tell me to run, my legs just aren't listening. Cordelia, please. Let's just talk."
"Sit down!" another person insisted.
"Shut up!" Greg and Xander yelled at the same time.
"About what?" Cordelia questioned.
"Us. Look, I've snuck into six different movies and almost got my ass kicked by a pimple faced 9th grader and a broom. I know you never thought this would happen and believe me this was farthest from a fantasy or an imagined idea, but now that it has-"
"I think you should go," Greg demanded, grabbing the collar of Xander's shirt with both hands.
"I wouldn't interrupt your proclamation of love Greg," he said snidely. The shadowed look on his face scared Xander because him kicking his ass looked like good odds. "Cordelia, I want to be with you. I'm not sure if this is love or just really good sex, but all I know is I want to not end it."
"That's it." Greg pulled Xander to the doorway and tossed him on the ground. "Stay away!" he ordered.
"I'm not afraid of you steroid boy!" Greg turned around and started walking back toward Xander. Xander clumsily stood up from the ground and stumbled out of the theater. He looked out and saw the rain coming down. "Great." Xander just took a deep breath and walked out into the torrential down pour.
He made it about ten steps and stopped when he heard someone yell, "Xander!" Xander turned around and saw a brunette with a white blouse, plaid skirt, and plaid headband.
"Cordelia?" he said, shocked.
Cordelia ran to him, not giving a second thought to the rain. She gave him a kiss once she made it to him, her hands pulling his face close. "Six movies?"
"If I had tickets I'd let you see them but I'm not rolling in the dough or anything." Cordelia just smiled and laughed. "Hey, wait. You called me Xander."
"Well I don't think 'this is my boyfriend Harris' sounds as good as 'this is my boyfriend Xander.'" Xander smiled and kissed her, wrapping his arms around her and spinning around. "I say we celebrate."
"Sex?"
"Sex," she consented.
Buffy and Spike made it back home dripping wet but neither cared. "I don't even want to go inside. I just want to stay out here in the rain."
"Okay, but I promised Joyce and my Dad that I'd tell them once we got back."
"Well they don't know we're back yet." Buffy's wheels started turning in her head. "I have an idea, c'mon." Buffy brought him down a block to the Ramison's house. Buffy pulled the key out from the faux fireplace on their porch and opened the door. "Take off your shoes so we don't track anything."
"These people ain't back yet?"
"They stayed in New York longer because their daughter
got engaged." Spike removed his shoes and Buffy led him out back to
the deck. "Wait here." She left him for a minute and brought out
some towels. "We can lie down on these."
"Those are big
towels!"
"I know. They're beach towels." They both lied down on the big red one and used the cream one as a pillow. They laid there for about an hour, just watching the rain and playing with each other's hands. But it started to die down and they figured they should head back to the house.
Joyce and Giles quickly rose from the couch when they entered. "Oh goodness. You two are soaked."
"Mom, it's okay. You know me, I love a good rain storm."
"And the two times you loved the rainstorms you caught pneumonia."
"Hey, did you notice the ring?" Buffy said, changing the subject.
"You said yes?" Joyce asked, wearing a huge smile.
"No I just asked to wear it. Duh, Mom. Of coarse." She screamed with joy and gave her daughter a big hug.
Giles smiled and hugged his son also. "Congratulations son."
"Thanks Dad."
Joyce turned to Spike and gave him a hug too. "I'm so happy for you two!"
"Thanks Joyce. I'm happy too."
Giles hugged Buffy and gave her a kiss. "Welcome to the Giles family."
"Home of psychotics and heavily educated. Really weird mixture if you think about it."
"Name one psychotic?" Giles asked his son.
"Your Aunt Mia who was locked up when she started fondling plants and talking to silverware."
"Oh well, that's just one."
"If you don't mind I'm going to call Xander and-" Spike was interrupted by a knock on the door. He opened and revealed a wet Xander and Cordelia. "Seriously, how do you keep doing this?"
"Doing what?"
"Showing up when I'm thinking of you. I was just about to call you to tell you I'm engaged."
"That's not exactly breaking news there buddy."
"No, but I actually proposed to her and she said yes."
"Well it would've been a little awkward if she didn't, considering you're gonna marry anyway."
"Could you pretend to be happy?" Spike asked with annoyance.
"Oh, no, I'm happy. Good for you." Xander gave Spike a hug. "And Buffy, congrats."
"Thanks." She walked over to Spike and wrapped her arms around him. Spike put his arm around her waist.
"He's a great guy. Now, for our news."
Spike and Buffy's mouths dropped. "You're not getting married too are you?"
"No!" they both quickly protested
"We're just officially dating," Xander said. "Just as good in my eyes."
"Me too," Cordelia reciprocated.
"I don't think I've ever seen you before. Do you go to Sunnydale high school?" Giles asked.
"Yeah, I just have a life."
"Ouch," Xander said.
The wedding was held once both Spike and Buffy finished their two years at Sunnydale University. They had a simple wedding ceremony with just friends from their old school and from college, then of coarse family, including the ones they didn't know existed. Oz's band performed a couple songs and Willow danced with Buffy, Oz occasional loving glances. Cordelia and Xander were having a small sarcastic session before shoving cake in each other's faces and laughing about it. At the end of the day, Spike and Buffy slow danced to the last song. Buffy rested her head on Spike's chest and he leaned his head against hers. Now this was a perfect moment.
Author's Note: Well, that's it. :sob: I hope everyone liked the ending and if you wanna check out some other stories I wrote, just click on my name and it'll give you a list. Right now I have two others up and in the works and I'm working on one where Spike and Buffy end up in a fairytale world. Should prove to be quite funny and of coarse contain spuffiness. It's been lots of fun and thank you so much for all your support and your reviews. Without reviews even the best author can feel like, for lack of a better word, a loser. So thank you so much and I hope you enjoy any other story you read.
