Disclaimer: mutters indignantly: I don't own the characters (Apart from Riana whom is my creation) so please don't sue! I don't gain money (although I wish I did) from this fic. But the idea of the fic came from me:)

Summary: AU What if the live you know wasn't real. That your life was altered, changed, destroyed by the scorn of one woman. Will you be able to get your life back in order, or stay within the lie... AngelSpike SLASH!

Warning: This is not a fun-loving-Buffy fic. So if you came here looking for some good ole Buffy love, turn right around. This fic will not be in Buffy's timezone and season 6 may be in season 5 etc.

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I know its utterly dreadful of me to keep stopping for such long periods of time but I am TRYING:(

Thanks to:
SpikedAngel, mana0819, Back to Front, Melanthe Vida, Angeloholic, The Lady Morgaine, redrose2310, bloodNdarkness, Spike's Girl Luna Ash.

Love you! Mwah xx
AmethystxX

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The Handsome Life of Swing

"Hey, evil dead, you're in my seat" Spike turned to Xanders' voice, as he sat in the drivers seat of his Desoto, and raised his eyebrow.

"Whats that?"

"If you think I'm letting you drive me anywhere you've got another thing coming Buddy" Xander replied, crossing his arms petulantly across his chest. Spike stared at Xander, then at his car, then back to Xander, his face remaining unemotional.

"Xander, I think you may have hurt his feelings" Anya cut in, jabbing Xander in his arm and giving him a look a mother would give a child.

Xander snorted, rubbed his arm casually, and turned his eyes back to Spike's. The look he received was far from comforting. Firstly, Spike seemed quite comfortable in the drivers seat of his Desoto, and secondly, he was smirking as if to say 'If we crash I won't be the one dying'.

Xander gulped nervously, "You should never hurt the feelings of a brutal killer. You know, that's actually some pretty good advice" he then proceeded to follow Anya and Dawn into the back seats, Spike grinning all the while.

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"Tara?" Willow asked quietly, setting her items onto the desk of drawers. Tara turned to her enquiringly.

"Yeah sweetie," she asked, giving Willow a smile that made her heart melt.

Willow took a deep breath, and hugged herself nervously, "I just wanted to say t-that im sorry. For everything I've done. For trying to wipe your memories, f-for lying to you, and for hanging out with a magic-junky and turning into a magic-junky. I've done some bad things to you and I just wanted you to know that I do really love you", she gave Tara a sad smile, "Even if it does seem that I don't appreciate you sometimes, 'cause I do! I really do"

Tara nodded slowly, her figure tense as she processed Willows words. The smile never dropped from her face, "It's natural for relationships to suffer 'bumps' and arguments were bound to happen. I can't say that I agree with you going off with Amy and seeing R-Rack but I guess we all have our ways of dealing with things and I guess you chose magic" Tara stated, placing her hand on Willows cheek.

"There was a lot of tension between us and we both needed space to breath. You've changed honey, your trying, and that's made both of us stronger. I'm more confident and your more stable" she finished, pecking Willow on the cheek.

Tara winked, "Lets show them what we're made of"
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Meanwhile down in LA…

Cordelia lifted her head from her magasine as Angel, Gunn and Wesley came in covered in stuff she didn't even want to know the name of. She grimaced at the smell reeking off them, her eyes watering.

"Cordy, you could have at least told us that the demon we were going after had 5 arms AND released-"

"I neither know nor care, now either have a shower or get out, I'm reading here" Cordy said, cutting Wesley off rudely and returning to her magasine.

"Any messages?" Angel asked, grabbing the end of his shirt and wiping at his dirtied axe.

"Nope, Zero, Nada" she muttered, becoming engrossed in an article about the latest set of Gucci sunglasses.

The guys voices faded into the background, as she idly flipped through her magasine. Suddenly, the hairs on the back of her neck raised, goosebumps pebbled along her arms and legs and she shivered involuntarily.

"Something bads going to happen"
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Dawn stared at the back of Spike's head in the silence, her breath seeming overly loud to her ears within the Desoto. To put it simply, she was bored. So bored in fact that she had started thinking about school and all the lessons she would be missing. Anything scientific she'd have to catch up on, English was pointless and it seemed as though you were meant to flunk math since no one can actually do or understand the work. She scowled, stupid school. You spend the first lot of your years learning pointless stuff in Highschool and then get stressed over the stuff you've never heard of in later years.

She contemplated kicking the back of Spike's chair in spite but barely withheld the urge and settled for shifting uncomfortably. She looked at Anya, who was sitting on the left side of her, then at Xander, who was at her other side. She sighed over exaggerately looked into Spikes rear view mirror through the gap of the black paint.

As she had gathered, no one was driving the car and the cigarette in Spike's non-existant hand hovered spookily. Her lips quirked into a smile, she didn't care what Buffy or the others said, to her Spike was cool. Even if he is 'The Big Bad', Dawn felt a strange connection to him that made her want to look after Spike.

"So…" She said loudly, making the two occupants beside her jump, and gathering the people in the cars' attention, "I'd say its tradition to sing songs or something when going on a road trip, so I'll start by telling a story. Ok?" Dawn asked, the other three nodded disinterestedly.

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Warren circled the house and found in one of the bedrooms the light was on. He brought out the black object from his back, jean pocket and growled under his breath.

"She'll kill me" he muttered, "She'll kill me!" he screeched.

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"So Boys its been an hour" Glory shouted, kicking open the door and facing Andrew and Jonathan who instantly cowered.

"Well?" she asked, smiling impatiently. Andrew pushed Jonathan forward and Glory turned her attention to him.

"Erm…about that. Well they may have known more than we thought and they've…lets just say that there's been a change in plan" Jonathan replied ruefully.

Glory's smile fell.

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"Right. Well when I was younger, I used to put chopsticks in my mouth and then Buffy would chase me around the house yelling, 'I am the Slayer! I'm going to get you!" Spike snorted at Dawns words, while Xander snickered.

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Willow frowned at the ingredients, "Damn, I left some downstairs. Why don't you set up what you can sweetie and I'll be up in a bit" Tara smiled and shooed Willow away.

Tara turned sharply towards the window as she heard a shriek.

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Anya frowned at Dawn, "That's disturbing. You're emotionally scarred and will end up badly" Dawn's face fell at Anya's words.

"Cor you're a right B-I-T-C-H aren't you bint?" Spike retorted angrily at Anya, Xander looked confused.

"A Bitca?" he asked frowning, Spike turned to him, raising his eyebrow.

"Huh? Oh!" Xander flushed with embarrassment, Dawn giggled.

"Xander always told me that honesty is the best policy. Besides I don't think that something that isn't even remotely humourous should be laughed at" Anya replied, pouting when Xander gave her 'the look'.

"Now Anya honey, remember that conversation we had about you being too open" Xander whispered, and his girlfriend sighed in exasperation.

"Well I suppose, that for a nine year old," Dawn frowned, inwardly fuming at the age Anya had stated,"it was a fair attempt to lighten the mood and I supposed it was humourous" Anya added. She smiled brightly at Dawn and laughed, Dawn rolled her eyes at the obvious forced tones.

"'e who laughs last thinks slowest" Spike muttered, taking a drag of his cigarette while speeding after the car in front.

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"We could have had it all. The whole world! Ours…mine. Complete power! And I was so close! So close to finding out what she wanted!" the voice screamed from the yard.

Tara frowned, "Willow. I think you should get up here" she yelled, moving catiously over to the window.

"But no! You just had to intervene! And now she'll kill us! I'll die!…"

Tara pulled the curtain slowly across the rail, peering out of the window she saw a dark-haired man, waving around an object in his hand, she took a closer look and gasped as she realised what he was holding.

Tara turned around quickly as the door was opened. She smiled as it revealed Willows concerned face.

"…And you think that you can just do that to me? Think again…"

Her breath hitched, her ears started to ring as Willows face suddenly became out of focus. Willow dropped the ingredients she was holding, her eyes widening with disbelief, as she looked from the redness on her white blouse to Tara's chest.

"Tara?"

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Well I'll try to get writing quickly, I'll have Jess alongside of me bullying me into writing by poking me with her stick.

Read and Review please,
I have much plans for this story so don't go away!

Teaser:
"Anything I will tell you, you will ignore. Your sense are already overloaded with weakness.Love. So I won't bother with the whole 'End of the world' speech. I shall however, leave you with these parting words… Look past what you see and find the being who can stretch their senses beyond any another mortal beings…"

"Reality bends to desire"

AmethystxX