Chapter 9

What's Right and left?

Buffy stomped out of the backroom and plopped down on a stool next to Anya. Willy followed behind her from the room and went to get a customer's order. Buffy sighed heavily; this night was turning out to be a disaster. First she had been forced to come to this bar then she got kicked out of the backroom and by Spike and Willy! Who would have thought? Getting him to go out with me is going to be no picnic. She glanced over at Anya and Andrew who seemed to be having a great time. They were both smiling and sharing an Onion flower. Apparently Anya has already got her guy, but I guess I should have expected that Spike would have been difficult, that first day we met was just some kind of act or something or maybe he has a twin and the evil one locked the good Spike up in a closet and is trying to piss me off spoiling the good Spike's chances with me. And I think he's drunk too! Buffy ordered another beer and nearly fell off the bar stool downing it.

Lets go Somewhere

Meanwhile, Anya and Andrew lowered their voices when Buffy sat down and continued their conversation.

Anya smiled at him, "Maybe" she paused lowering her voice even more so Andrew could just barely hear her, "I might, I'm not like Buffy and Cecily, I still think love is a wonderful thing, and...you can't tell them what we talked about okay...I think maybe if the right guy came I might turn in my Slay gear, why are you the guy who really likes me and is not like...Red?"

Andrew nearly choked, she knew, damn he should have been more subtle. But she seems interested. Go for it boy. "Yeah, If you're willing to give me a chance of course, we could go out some time, some place nice you know"

Anya nodded, "That might be nice," she stood up, "how about we go somewhere now, cause this place...not very nice and also not a good place for a first date"

Andrew got off his stool, "Sure...but what about Buffy and Spike, we can't just leave them here"

Buffy glanced up at mention of her name, "What's going on?"

Anya cleared her throat, "Well, see um...Andrew and I... we..." oh god. How do I say this to her, if she finds out that I am more into my work than I should be then she'll kill me and never look back.

"We want to get out of here now, Anya's tired and I'm about ready to turn in too, would you mind getting Spike, while we pull the car up?" Andrew said casually.

Anya nodded in agreement; "Yeah really tired" she faked a yawn.

Buffy slid off the bar stool, she didn't quite understand what Andrew had said because her head was so cloudy, but 'you mind getting Spike' somehow made its way through.

Not m' bloody girlfriend

Buffy staggered through the door, because again Willy had failed to see her head back there.

No one looked up when she came in, so she watched the game for a few seconds before leaning in next to Spike and shouting, "Time to go!"

Spike jumped and his cards flew out of his hands, "Bloody Hell woman!"

Buffy laughed and fell backwards on the couch in the corner, beer from her bottle spilt on the floor.

One of the card players chuckled and laid his cards down, "Spike looks like you need to take your little girl friend here home, she is on the edge of wasted man."

Spike growled and got up, "Not m' bloody girl friend," he moved to help Buffy stand but she pushed him away.

"I don't need your help I am perfectly capable of standing on my own," but as she tried to stand up her foot slipped on the beer she had spilt and fell back on to the couch.

Spike shook his head and grabbed her hand, pulling her roughly to her feet, "Right and I'm the bloody queen of England, lets go, leave the beer, think you've 'ad enough of it tonight."

Buffy let Spike lead her out of the room and to the car where Anya and Andrew were already waiting in the front seat.

Spike opened the car door and shoved Buffy in, "Can't believe you're makin' me sit with this bleedin' nut case," he made sure she had her seat belt on, "Anya 'asn't she ever 'ad a beer before?"

Anya shook her head, "Not while I've been hanging out with her and Cecily, I think this was her first time, poor girl, she'll be sick in the morning."

Spike nodded and watched as Buffy waved to other cars as they passed. This girl is off 'er bloody rocker, drinkin' as much as she did with a virgin stomach. Doubt she'll be able to down another beer for awhile.