Buffy stood outside her dorm house, pacing impatiently on the lawn. He was supposed to be here already, the sun was down. She frowned, upset. He was late. He was supposed to come, grab her off her feet and marry her. She had it all planned out in her head, and she put it on repeat.

"Buff?" Angel asked, stepping from a clearing off the woods, walking towards her. He stopped walking, smiling at her as the headlight of the lantern above shown on him. She ran towards him and jumped into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist as he grabbed her, holding onto her.

"Angel! I was so worried, like you accidentally got staked or something, you know?" Buffy said, speaking her words quickly so it all sounded like one long word to Angel. He blinked a few times, to comprehend what she had just said when she frowned, remembering she was mad at him for being late. "You. You were late, bad vampire." Buffy said, nodding her head.

Angel laughed, dropping Buffy back down to her feet and kissing her forehead lightly. "Buffy, the sun set an hour ago and I am staying at a place that is far from here. And don't worry; I am old enough to know to not let myself get staked."

"So are we? Getting married I mean," Buffy asked, putting her arms around his waist and putting her head up against his chest. For some reason she did not care that there was no heartbeat to hear. For some reason, it comforted her.

Angel put his hand on her back, kissing the top of her head lightly. "Yes, my friend Wesley can perform a demon marriage… I know it's not human… or what you imagined, but it might be hard to get married in a church at such short notice… I am sorry if this is not what you wanted…" Angel apologized, hoping Wesley found a way to perform a marriage without making him drink her blood.

Buffy looked up, smiling at his sad face. She leaned up, her hands against his chest as she kissed him tenderly on the lips. "I am not human, I am a chosen one. And if it is you I am marrying, it can be any kind of wedding." Buffy whispered softly as Angel wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, embracing in a kiss.

Riley stared at Buffy, set up in his Initiative uniform. She was kissing another man; she wasn't lying when she said she had plans. That must be him, Angel. He frowned, this wasn't right. Joyce and for some reason her high school librarian said him and Buffy were to be married… Angel was never even once mentioned. A beep began to ring from his piece of equipment as he looked down at it. A vampire was nearby. Riley stared at the thing for a moment, hitting it a few times with his hand. Riley finally realized it wasn't broken as he looked up from the device, staring at Buffy and Angel. Angel was a vampire.

Angel took Buffy's hand and led her quickly; eager to take her back to his apartment so they could get married. Just as they left a single gunshot rang out, but Angel and Buffy were too distracted to hear it. "Damnit." Riley cursed.

"Buffy the Vampire Slayer, it is a pleasure, really, I mean I have read all the reports on you. Definitely the most legendary, defying all rules and you have by far lived the longest." Wesley said, happily as he shook a surprised Buffy's hand.

"Watchers Council?" Buffy asked, in slight monotone. She really didn't like them, especially after what they did to Giles. But she proved them wrong, still alive and kicking; it would take a lot to bring her down.

"Well yes, top of my class. But then I left them to become a rogue demon hunter." Wesley said confidently, trying to make himself seem more bad looking. Angel watched Wesley, his eyebrow raising. "Okay, well, I now work with Angel in LA."

Buffy just nodded, wondering why he seemed so familiar. For some reason she instantly thought of him as a geek. But she would tolerate him, especially if he was the one to marry them. "So, can you do it? The demon marriage?" Buffy asked, smiling up at the ex-watcher.

"Well, um, I am afraid that the only way to marry you two would be through a vampire marriage. That incorporates him drinking your blood, since you cannot take his." Wesley said nervously, hearing a small growl from Angel's throat.

Buffy looked from Angel back to Wesley. Angel obviously knew about the bloodletting but didn't want to allow it to happen. He didn't want to drink from Buffy. But it was the only way to allow them to be together, a church would take to long and Giles or her mom would find out before then. And they wouldn't approve… her friends wouldn't either… her marrying a vampire? It defied all logic. "Let's do this."

Angel and Wesley both did a double take, staring at Buffy in shock. "Buffy… I really don't want to drink you… I mean… I can't…" Angel said, a pained expression on his face, she could tell the last thing he wanted to do was to inflict pain on her. Buffy stepped over to him, taking his hands and looking up at him.

"Angel, I want this now. Before it is too late. I am a Slayer, I have lost blood before, and if it means being bound to you in marriage, and I will willingly let you drink."

"Angel…?" Wesley asked, just to make sure. He knew Angel was reluctant, but Buffy was positive. Angel finally nodded slowly, a little upset. Buffy just kissed him lightly, whispering into his ear. A small smile appeared on Angel's face as Wesley watched them, curious.

"Shamu-ramharm. Shushana-Rashiden. Rashihamabe." Wesley chanted to Buffy and Angel, who stood together, their hands entwined. Wesley read from the book, reciting the marriage spell as Angel's and Buffy's interlocked hands began to glow. Buffy was a little taken back, not expecting it.

"Harashman. Sarhamarangan." Wesley continued, pausing to look at the white light that was glowing in their palms. "Harisnem Angel hun Buffy Summers." He said, looking up to Angel, frowning slightly, he didn't know Angel's last name. "The husband demon may now drink from the bride?" Wesley said, taking a step back, knowing that he was uncomfortable seeing Angel drink from anyone.

"It won't hurt. I promise." Angel cooed softly, letting go of Buffy's hand as he put on hand on her back and the other on the back of her neck, light still emitting from both their palms as his face vamped out and he slid his fangs slowly into her, causing Buffy to let out a surprised gasp.

Angel drank slowly, the taste of Slayer blood like fire on his tongue. The pleasure of his bite increased to them both as the light flickered brightly, obviously showing the excitement between the two. Angel finally pulled back a moment later, breathing fast. Buffy let out a quiet moan, her hand to her shoulder as she looked at him. "That… was…" Buffy couldn't even finish, but Angel knew exactly what she was saying as he grabbed her hand, taking her into the bedroom and slamming the door.

"Mystically pleasure-enhanced by the ceremony." Wesley muttered quietly.