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A/N 2: How do you guys like the idea of The Immortal or Nina (or both) turning up at the party?

Part 8 - Piazza di Spagna

While she was waiting for Angel to get changed , Buffy leaned over the balcony of the hotel room, watching the street from three floors above. Across the street, a trio of tourists wandered into a restaurant, where an elderly Italian man sat reading and a young raven-haired waitress carried a tray of used cups back inside. A woman in her early thirties walked past, hand-in-hand with her 4-year-old daughter. Buffy sighed and a lazy smile of content spread across her face.

"See anything interesting?" Angel's voice came near her ear as two strong arms wrapped around her waist.

"Angel!" Buffy spun around his arms, startled, "You're gonna give me a heart attack!" she accused, and then laid her head against his chest as she caught her breath.

"Oh right… I'm supposed to stomp or yodel. Whoops." Angel said, not sounding very guilty at all.

"You remember that?" Buffy looked up at him, her arms circling his waist.

Angel smiled and shrugged, "How could I forget?"

"Aww…" buffy smiled goofily, "That's so adorably romantic…"

"Are we still going out?" Angel said

"Oh right!" Buffy snapped out of her happy daze and straight into a new one, "Out, in Rome, in the sun, with my obscenely handsome beau…" Buffy giggled as they started walking towards the door, "Belissimo!"

Buffy and Angel had been wandering the sunny streets of Rome for what felt like hours before they came to the Piazza di Spagna.

"Dawn dragged me down here on our second day in Rome," Buffy told Angel, "She saw this place in a pamphlet and insisted that seeing it was more important than me recovering from the most horrible jet lag known to man, woman or demon. That girl's got a serious Energiser Bunny mentality."

Angel chuckled at the vision of a jet-lagged Buffy being harassed out of bed by her enthusiastic teenage sister. "I bet you threw things"

Buffy shrugged as they sat down beside a beautiful water fountain, "She removed all the sharp and heavy objects from the room before she tried to wake me up."

"Smart girl." Angel commented, wrapping his arm around Buffy's shoulders.

"Yep," Buffy agreed proudly, "You should hear her speak Italian; it's like she was born here. When we came here she was trying to teach me all the names of things. All I can remember is that those," she gestured at the Spanish Steps, "Are the Scalinata della Trinità dei Monti."

Angel smiled at her, "Dawn's going to school here, right?"

Buffy nodded, "She got a scholarship to an English language school. She boards through the week and stays with me most weekends. Other times she stays at the triple S with the girls."

"Triple S?" Angel queried.

"Scooby School for Slayers." Buffy explained, "A.K.A. Marian House School for Girls. It's our base slash training facility for the new slayers, Giles is the principal."

Angel tried to picture a school full of teenage slayers and winced. "Sounds chaotic."

"With a capital C." Buffy added, smiling. Something caught her eye over Angel's shoulder, and she grinned. She jumped up on the bench and whistled incredibly loudly, waving to someone in the crowd.

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