Ok, changed my mind...I really wanted this things all posted together...so, here is the
COMPLETE part 35, which includes the introduction of The God of Love.
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Title: Lost & Found - Part 35
Author: Jessan
Question: Still reading?
Feedback: Yes, bring it on...I can take it. Sniff. LOL
Summary: Bring on the Loveman....
Spoiler Warning: Up to and including "Wrecked" in Season 6.
Disclaimer: They do not belong to me...no copyright infringement intended. Joss is my God. All hail the glorious one. (It just called out to me.)
Rating: PG-13 (Swearing)
Notes: The Summoning ritual...I faked it...no offense intended...I am so sorry...forgive me...thousand times over.
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“She’s been gone too long.” Anya stated as she walked over to where Giles was sitting. She pointed at the clock. “She’s been gone for nearly two hours.” she said biting a nail. “She screwed up. I just know it.” she said shaking her head.
Giles removed his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. Ever since she had spoken to Xander, Anya had been pacing and watching the clock. “Anya. You need to relax. I’m sure Buffy has everything under control.”
“But Xander…” Anya began.
Giles put a hand up to stop Anya‘s diatribe before it started. “Yes, I know what Xander said, especially considering how you've reminded me every ten minutes since you got off the phone with him.” he dropped his hand to his lap and sighed. “Don’t you have anything to do?” he asked.
“I already checked on everything in the back five times.” she said looking at the door to the training room. “Everything you needed was on the list you gave me, right?” she asked, wanting to make sure that they were ready as soon as Buffy returned with the remaining spell items.
“Yes, everything was on the list.” he reassured her. “And I was referring to something a little more work related.” he said clarifying his previous statement.
Anya threw her arms in the air in annoyance. “How can I think of work when the fate of my best friend is in jeopardy?!” she said as she returned to her pacing.
Giles sighed and returned to his reading.
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Ten minutes later, Anya was still busy pacing back and forth when Xander walked in.
Anya had her back to the door when she heard the bell ring. Thinking it was Buffy, she started to rush towards the door, then stopped dead. “You’re not Buffy.” she stated with a disappointed frown.
Xander flashed her a sarcastic smirk. “It’s nice to see you too, hon.” he said as he walked over and set two bags of food down on the table. “I brought lunch.” he said, pointing to the bags. “Sandwiches from the Deli on the corner.” he said pulling them out and setting them on the table. “G-man? Turkey and Swiss on a Kiser roll, right?” Giles nodded and Xander tossed the sandwich to the watcher.
Anya shook her head and continued pacing once again. “I’m too nervous, I can’t eat.” she said as she stopped to regard her fiancé. “Don’t you realize how dangerous this is?”
“Tuna fish on rye?” he questioned holding up his lunch.
Anya made a disgusted face. “Well, that too.” she said pointing to the sandwich. “Aren’t you worried about what might happen to Willow and Tara?” she said, placing her hands on her hips and glaring at him as he took a big bite of his food.
“Wot’s dere to orry about?” he said with a full mouth He swallowed, then continued. “They love each other so much it’s ridiculous. They’ll get back together.” he said as if he was positive he was conveying a simple fact.
The sun shines. Rain falls from the sky. Humans need air to breath. Will & Tara were made for each other. The facts of life. Plain and simple.
Xander‘s confidence was only slightly encouraging to the worried ex-demon. “But within the next four days?” she asked, finally sitting down at the table.
Xander swallowed another bite. “Have we considered telling them what might happen if they don’t?” he asked.
Anya crossed her arms on the table and leaned forward on them. “Ok, let’s think about that one. Tell the witches have sex or die. Yep, sounds like a reasonable plan to me.” she said sarcastically.
Xander nodded. “Okay, maybe not so much. But what is this God of Love going to do?” he wondered.
“Talk to the man with the plan over there.” she said pointing to Giles, who was sitting on the couch against the back wall eating and reading attentively.
Xander twisted in his seat to look at the watcher. “Hey, watcher man, so what’s the game plan? Or is this one of those need to know basis and I just don‘t need to know?” the carpenter questioned.
Giles finishing his sandwich and balled up the wrapper into a ball. “No, of course not. I’m going to petition Anteros to grant them passage thru each other’s memories.” he said, standing up and approaching the table.
“And this is going to help them how?” Xander asked as he watched Giles take a seat next to him at the research table.
Giles pondered Xander‘s question briefly, trying to determine the best way to explain his intentions. “Willow and Tara’s biggest problem is communication without comprehension.”
Xander stared dumbfounded at the watcher. “Come again.”
Anya jumped into the conversation. “THAT!” she shouted, pointing at Xander. “What you just did. You hear, but you don’t listen.”
Xander considered Anya‘s words then looked back at the watcher. “Oh, so sensitive chats go in one ear and out the other?”
“More or less.” Giles wasn’t about to try and top Anya’s explanation. She had a peculiar way of making Xander understand things. ‘If only Tara and Willow had that capacity.’ he noted.
Anya slapped him in the arm. “So you’re saying you ignore me when we talk?” she said in an infuriated tone.
Xander smiled sweetly at his fiancé. “No, sweetie. I was just grasping things in Xander terms.” he took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. He saw the immediate relief in Anya’s face.
Giles nodded his head in agreement. He decided it would be better to talk in Xander terms, rather than using Anya as an interpreter. “Which is precisely what I want the girls to do. Understand what the other experienced on their own terms.”
Xander thought he understood what the watcher was saying, but went for the clarification anyway. “Such as?”
Giles sighed as the most obvious examples that came to mind was also the most painful for the girls. “Willow will never be able to understand what it was like for Tara to face down Glory and the aftermath of said confrontation. Likewise, Tara will never be able to truly understand Willow’s motivations for going to Rack.” he answered.
“Is that the only thing that’s keeping them apart?” Xander questioned.
Anya started counting off on her fingers. “Willow’s self-esteem, Tara’s insecurities, Willow’s past, Tara’s family, magic and each one’s motivation for it.” she rattled off without thinking.
“You’ve thought about this a lot?” he said surprised at his fiancé’s insightfulness in the witch’s relationship.
Anya shook her head. “No, I’ve talked to Tara. She is the kindest person on the planet, but she can twist anything out of whack.” she explained. “Especially when it involves Willow.” she added.
“So we’re just waiting for Buffy?” Xander asked as the bell to the front door jingled.
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“You rang?” the slayer asked holding open the front door. Spike immediately ran inside covered under a blanket.
Spike threw off the blanket and patted out the small flame on his right hand. “There’s got to be an easy way to get around in the daytime.” he mumbled.
Anya stared at Buffy anxiously. “Did you get everything?” she asked impatiently.
Buffy walked down to the research table. “After some close calls, yeah we did.” she gestured over her shoulder with her thumb at Spike. “Mr. Intelligent here tried to take The Doll’s Eye Crystal.” she said rolling her eyes.
Anya‘s eyes widened, then narrowed quickly. “What are you stupid or something?” she scoffed.
Spike walked over to the counter and jumped up on it. “I didn’t know! Why the bloody hell is everyone assuming I should know about some goofy rock?”
“Don’t you ever let Tara or Willow hear you call it that.” Anya warned
“Right.” the vampire said flippantly, adding an eye roll for good measure.
Anya didn‘t want to wait any longer. “So, let’s see the merchandise.” Anya demanded.
“Impatient dames.” Spike chided as he jumped off the counter, walked over to the table, and emptied the booty from his pockets.
Anya picked up the plastic bags and examined their content. “One hair apiece? Giles, no room for error, unless you want to send Bonnie and Clyde back for more.” she said gesturing at the two thieves.
Giles sighed and looked at the bottle sitting on the table. “Why the bottle of perfume?” Giles asked.
Spike picked up the ring. “Well, Tara gave this ring to Willow. So I wasn’t sure if that would make it a 50/50 item or not. I know the perfume is Tara’s for sure.” Spike shrugged. “I figured you would want things that meant something special.” he tossed a look to Buffy. “Which is why I thought the rock would be good.” he said, still trying to justify his error in judgment.
"Reason all you want, you're still going shopping with me." the slayer warned.
"Bugger." Spike swore.
Giles took the ring from Spike and examined it. “Well, considering the ring has Tara’s name on it, I think we’ll use that.”
“Where’s the picture of us?” Buffy asked.
“All this time…“ Anya muttered as she rushed into the office and returned with an 8x10 of all eight of them. “One family portrait.” she said, setting the photograph on the center of the table.
It was taken shortly after Giles had opened the Magic Box. Giles sat on a bench with Buffy and Dawn on each side of him. Willow and Tara were standing sideways facing each other, hugging, behind Dawn. Xander was holding Anya from behind with his chin on her shoulder, behind Buffy. And off in the corner of the picture, further back, Spike was standing with his hands in his pockets looking smug. When the picture was originally taken, no one had realized he was in it until it had been developed. At the time, everyone had agreed it was too nice a picture to discard because Spike was in it. Now Buffy was happy they hadn’t.
“So, this is everything, right?” Buffy asked.
Anya nodded happily. It was finally time to get pro-active in the great Willow/Tara debacle. “Yes, I have everything else we need prepared in the training room.” She looked towards the front door. “Oh yeah, one more thing.” she said and hurried to lock the front door. “No interruptions.” she said looking at her future husband.
Xander stared at his bride-to-be. It was extremely unlike Anya to close the shop for any reason. Yet today, she did so without complaint. “You never cease to amaze me An.” he said, as she rejoined him standing by the research table.
“Why do you say that?” Anya said with a raised eyebrow as they followed the others towards the training room.
He took her hand in his. “Every time I think I know what to expect from you, you turn around and do something completely different.” he said giving her a kiss on the cheek.
Anya was confused by his statement. “What were you expecting?” she asked.
Xander smiled. “You to complain about closing the shop.”
Anya tipped her head to one side and rubbed her chin with her free hand. “Gee, lose an hour’s worth of money or my best friend forever?” she looked back at Xander. “Sounds like a no brainer to me.”
“Yeah, I guess it is.” he said, squeezing her hand. “Come on. You can introduce me to the God of Love.” he said ushering her thru the door to the training room.
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The spell was relatively simple. A circle had been drawn in the center of the room. Inside the circle was a pot already containing many different herbs. Four candles were just outside the circle, representing the four corners.
Giles then instructed each of the scoobies to stand behind one of the candles. Once they were in place, Giles entered the circle with the various items they had gathered. He struck a match and lit the candles in a clockwise pattern starting with Buffy‘s, then Spike‘s, then Anya‘s, then Xander‘s. Giles was pleased with the way the symmetry worked out, having two couples surrounding the circle.
Giles placed the ring to the right of the bowl, the group picture above the bowl, and the necklace to its left. Lastly, he added the hairs to the herbs in the bowl and then dropped a lit matchstick into the bowl.
“Anteros, Almighty God of Love . We, your humble servants of Love beseech an audience with you on behalf of your chosen ones, Willow and Tara. Please come forth.” he chanted.
There was very little fanfare to the arrival of Anteros. A flash of light, and there he was. The God of Love was hardly what anyone expected. He was of average height and average build. He had short jet black hair, neatly styled. He had a deep tan that accented his soft brown eyes perfectly. He was wearing tight leather pants, that showed off his assets. His shirt was old fashioned with billowy sleeves and a tie collar that was unfastened half way down his chest.
Once Anteros had appeared, the gang had shuffled into a line, standing behind Giles.
Anteros looked around the room he had just been summoned to. “Oh sweet heavens. Who does your decorating?” he asked Giles with a high pitched voice. Then he had up his hands, as if stopping Giles from responding. “Oh wait, let me guess. An ex-karate instructor that now teaches gym at the local high school.” he said, shaking his finger with each word. “Am I right?” he asked with the excitement of a child.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Spike snorted, eyeing up the man standing in front of him.
Anteros put his hands on his hips and challenged the vampire. “Like you’ve got room to talk dead boy. Would you like to be introduced to my little ray of sunshine?” he asked, gesturing towards the window, causing a thick ray of sunshine to come beaming in, stopping at the God‘s feet.. “I‘ll bet I can fit you into a coffee cup by the time I‘m done.” he said with an amused smile.
Spike took a half step backwards. “Shutting up now.” he promised, justifiably frightened.
Anteros waved his hand and the ray disappeared. “Wise little thing aren’t you?” he said taking a good look at the vampire and giggling. “Oh Me! You’re in love with the slayer! How adorable!” he said pointing between Buffy and Spike.
Buffy was surprised that the God of Love was familiar with her. “You know who I am?” she questioned.
“It’s the aura babe.” he said making an hour glass figure in the air with his hands. “Just screams slayer.” he said tossing his hands in the air flamboyantly.
‘Something else screams.’ Spike thought, then quickly prayed the God didn’t read minds.
He pointed down at Buffy‘s feet. “And the shoes? Tres chic, cher.” he said, gesturing the ok sigh at her with a wink.
Buffy half turned and elbowed Spike in the ribs. “And you called them impractical.” she pouted.
Anteros eyed the slayer and vampire. It was so obvious that they were in love. “And people always want stories of how to overcome obstacles in the name of love. I simply must remember this example.” he said as he started walking around the circle so he could get a good look at the other two people hiding behind the summoner.
As soon as he got a good look, he immediately recognized the ex-demon. “ANYANKA! Oh Me. It’s been like, forever!” he said, walking over and grabbing her hands. “How have you been girl? Cursed anyone lately?” he asked with a devilish grin.
Anya shook her head no. “Actually, it’s just plain Anya now. I kinda lost my powers. Been doing the mortal thing.” she explained.
Anteros looked Anya up and down as if trying to decide if this was a change for the better or not. At last, he broke into a huge grin “Looks like its working pretty good for you.“ he said glancing over at Xander. “I always told you the grass was greener on the other side of the fence. You always were too involved with your work to listen.” he turned to look at Xander as if sharing a private joke. “Typical woman.” he said dryly.
“Really Anteros!” she huffed and swatted at him.
The God of Love took a step back and giggled. “Oh come on now. You know I am only teasing you.” he said, then gave her a knowing look “You’ve got that glow Anya.” he said. “Show me the rock.” he demanded, holding out his hand. Anya place her hand in his, allowing him to scrutinize her engagement ring. “Not bad. Family heirloom?” he said looking over at Xander.
Xander was quite unsure of how to act around Anteros. He decided to go with frightened and respectful. “Um, no sir. It was all I could afford at the time.” he answered with a shrug of his shoulders.
Anteros held his hand up in mock offense. “Sir? Do I look like some old fart to you? Anteros is quite fine with me.” he said, trying to calm the boy down. He looked nervous enough to piss in his pants. “Well, when you get the wedding ring, stop and see the doll on 4th street. She does specialty work that is to die for.” he said closing his eyes, then realizing what he said. “Not literally of course. Totally non-mystical type place. Just great ” he restated.
Giles cleared his throat. “Anteros, I beg your pardon, but if I may interrupt a moment?” he asked.
“You‘ll do great kids.” he told the young couple. “My summoner beckons.” he added as he turned to look at Giles. He suddenly held his finger up, remembering something. “Oh, I have a Four-One-One for you. There’s this really hot gypsy chick that can’t wait to see you. Promised I pass along the message. But she said take your time, she’ll wait as long as it takes.” he said, waggling his eyebrows.
Giles was obviously not expecting any old flame references. He was understandably stupefied. “Ah well, um, yes. Thank you.” he stammered.
Anteros slid up next to Giles and elbowed his side, suggestively. “Always were a sucker for the fine J.C., weren’t you? She was definitely a woman of many, shall we say, attributes.” he said, raising his eyebrows.
Giles blushed deeply. He had difficulties talking about love with the people he considered his children, chatting about the female form with the God of Love was unthinkable. “Um, well, ah. I suppose you could put it like that.” he answered nervously.
Anteros put his arm around Giles shoulder and pulled his ear closer. “Oh, and Olivia? Not the one for you. Keep on looking and pay attention to the one named Rebecca. Trust me. You won‘t regret it.” he said, pursing his lips together and nodding.
At this point, Giles didn‘t know which end was up. “Uh, I’ll do that.” he answered, his typical eloquence completely lost.
“I don’t think I have ever seen Giles at such a loss for words.” Buffy whispered to Xander.
Xander chuckled devilishly. “I know. It’s kinda fun to watch.” he noted.
“Ok, so what’s the what?” he asked as he turned to face Giles. “I heard the call, something about my favorite lesbian witchy duo?” Anteros took in the surprised looks all around him. “Do I even want to know what they did this time?” he sighed.
Giles finally calmed enough to speak meaningfully. “Yes. Willow and Tara. Well, they are having some problems…” he began.
Anteros shrugged his shoulders. “So what else is new? Do you have any idea how much its going to hurt me to have to banish them to karma hell?” he said shaking his head in disgust. “I’ve so enjoyed the view on many different occasions. Two words...Floating Sex.” he said looking over at Spike and Xander. He figured they would appeciate the visual better than the old fuddy duddy in front of him.
“Derailed.” he said as he snapped his head back to Giles. “Ok, my girls, the deal?” he asked again.
“I would like to petition on their behalf.” he declared.
Anteros frowned. “So formal. Fine. Your basis for this petition sir?” he asked, with a slight hint of authority to his squeaky voice.
Giles lowered his head, slightly embarrassed. “I’m the closest thing either one of them have to an involved parent.” He thought that saying ‘They’re the daughters I always wanted‘, seemed a bit corny.
Anteros narrowed his gaze. “Could argue the point, but I get the idea. Tara sent hers packing, what a jerk. And Will’s folks, my Me, have you ever seen two people more stuck on themselves?” he said with an air of annoyance. He looked at Giles and smiled. “Notion granted. The girls are pretty sweet on you pops. And the rest of you?” he said waving to everyone behind Giles.
“We‘re family.” Buffy proudly declared.
“We love them dearly Anteros.” Anya quickly added.
Anteros looked over at the ex-demon with pride. “Anya? You’ve really made a go of this humanity thing, haven’t you? You go girl!” he shouted. “And they say once you go demon you never go back. Pish posh.” he flicked his hand back and forth in the air.
Anya beamed. “Thank you for the compliment.”
“Ever so welcome my dearest.” he responded sweetly. “Okay, surrounded by loved ones.” he said gesturing to all present. “You all want the girls to get with the lovin?” he looked at Spike. “Even you dead boy?” he asked, wanting to be sure.
“Yes.” Spike simply answered, still not looking at Anteros.
Anteros rolled his eyes. “Oh, relax already. I’m not nearly as butch as I pretend to be. I put those damn ceremonial robes on and I look like a girl.“ he said, then took a few shuffle steps wiggling his hips. “So back to the question, why do you care about what happens to the girls?” he asked in a more serious tone. Anteros was genuinely curious as to how his girls managed to win over the heart of a demon.
Spike finally looked Anteros in the eye. He would give the God of Love no reason to doubt his conviction about his next statement. “Tara’s very special to me. I want her to be happy. Willow makes her happy.“
Anteros smiled. “My, the blonde witch wormed her way into your non-beating heart, did she?” he said with knowing grin. “Get down with your bad self Blondie.” he commented to the sky.
“Yeah, she did.” he nodded. “She really did.”
Anteros closed his eyes and sighed. “There is no greater gift than one that is freely given dead boy. I’m glad you learned that lesson.”
Spike’s eyes bulged out at the God’s words. “How did you…?” he stammered.
“It‘s a God thing.” he proclaimed. “Ok, so the gang here is in support of pops. Alrighty, what’s the petition?” he asked, refocusing on Giles.
“I wish that you would allow them to experience each others memories.” Giles explained.
Anteros put his hands up. “Woah Nelly. Slow down there pops. That’s a tall order; like wanting a glass of milk and ordering the whole cow.” he said, shaking his head. “I’ve already tried the mind reading thing. Didn’t help them any, sad to say.” he explained shrugging his shoulders.
“Anteros?” Anya called.
Anteros flashed her a look of utter affection. “Yes, my dear sweet Anya?” he cooed.
Anya momentarily turned to Xander. “How come you never call me loving names like that?” she demanded.
Xander looked wounded. “Cute little sex monster doesn’t count?” he responded.
Anteros covered his eyes and shook his head. “Oh lover boy, do yourself a big favor. Take a few dollars next payday and buy yourself a clue.” he said and turned his head to the side “And I thought virgins were bad.” he commented. “Anyway.” he coughed, recalling Anya’s attention from the lover’s lack of affectionate nicknames.
“Would you consider a empathic dream walk where each girl visits the other’s most bothersome moments?” she asked.
Anteros held a hand up to his chin and stared at the ceiling. “Hmmm, interesting. Now that I could do.” Anteros looks around. “Alright. Let’s do some wheeling and dealing. We need to be all cryptic and stuff. I’m not sure why, but that’s how this works.” he saw the confused looks. “ Just go with it.” he assured them. “I’ll listen to one word suggestions from each of you for a memory to allow each of them to experience.” he turned to Anya since it was her idea. “Anya, you can step on the hot seat first.”
Anya only found the need to say one name. “Glory.”
Anteros sighed. Glory was a sore subject with him as well. “Ah yes, everyone’s favorite hell god. What a skank she was, not to mention fashion victim extraordinaire. I was about ready to bitch slap her ass into the next decade after she laid her hands on Tara.” he said menacingly as his tone dropped to its lowest register.
“Why didn’t you?” Spike asked. If Anteros had taken care of Glory when she laid her hands on Tara, then Buffy never would have…died.
Anteros shrugged as the tension left his body. “Gods against Gods just never works out well. It always ends in a draw and too many mortals and what not end up suffering a worse fate than if we hadn‘t gone at it in the first place.” he said, as if warning Spike not to think about what ifs. “Alright slayer, your suggestion?” he asked.
“Rack.” she spat out.
“Bitter much?“ he noted. “Again with the touching of my girls. Now him, I could have burned to a crisp, but I knew that Willow needed to learn a lesson first. Cause and effect sucks.” he declared “Oh, speaking of burning, oh not too tan one?” he said, turning to Spike.
“Self-image.” he said.
"Oh the irony." Anteros gave him a wry smile. “I could call you on that, but you would argue hyphenation. None-the-less, note hyphenation, a really good point. For some strange reason neither of them is big on that sort of thing. Me knows, I like what I see. Go figure.” he said shrugging his shoulders once again. “What do you say lover boy?” he said looking over at Xander.
Spike whispered into Buffy‘s ear. “I get called dead boy and he gets lover boy? How does that work?” he questioned.
“The ex-demon has connections, I don‘t. Get over it.” she whispered back.
After a few seconds, Xander spoke. “You know, I thought I would have an answer by now.”
Anteros stared at him stone face. ‘There’s always one.’ he thought.
“XANDER!” Anya shouted. “When a God asks you for one word, you give him one word. Not any more than one.” she said peeking out the corner of her eye to see if Anteros was pissed. Probably not. “Do you value your life?” she finished.
“Sorry?” he offered, once again looking like he was going to piss his pants.
Anteros lost his resolve and giggled. “Quite alright. Try again lover boy.” he urged.
Xander took a deep breath. “Spells.”
Anteros closed his eyes and frowned. “Ah, that covers the original break-up.” He opened his eyes and looked around the room. “Did you know that they are the first magical lesbian couple of this century? I just thought I’d throw that out there.” he added offhandedly.
The ex-demon elbowed Xander. “Now you can say more than one word.” Anya said.
Xander smiled. “Go creator of witchy goodness.” he said, thrusting his fist in the air.
Anteros waggled his index finger from side to side. “Ah no. I didn’t create. I only blessed. I’ll have to make sure that gets in there somewhere. Gotta stress the ‘all them’ factor.” he said. Finally he turned to face his summoner. “Alright pops. It’s over to you for the big finish. Make it good. What else do they need to feel?” he asked. He figured the old man would have the most intellectual angle of the bunch.
“Addiction.” he sighed.
Anteros winced. “Ouch sore subject. You really think that’s going to help get them back together?” he questioned. He really didn’t want to subject them both to the horror of addiction, but if that’s what the petitioner so chooses…
Giles nodded his head affirmatively. “They need to understand these things. Words have failed to suit them properly.” he reasoned. His eloquence clearly returning in full.
Anteros stood straight up and threw out his chin. “Spoken like a true Englishman dear sir.” he said.
Anteros looked around and decided that they were finished. “Ok kids. It’s been fun. It’s been real. But I’ve got a virgin on hold in Italy. She says she’s never having sex, ever! And she looks like you two. Absolutely gorgeous. No greater sin in my book.” he said letting out a wolf whistle and waggling his eyebrows at the girls.
“You guys got this cool family thing going on here. I pray to Me that I don’t have to break it up. Friday night, I’ll be back.” he warned. “For better or worse.” he added ominously. Then in a flash of light, he was gone.
“So that was the God of Love?” Buffy said, shaking her head. “Not what I was expecting.” she commented.
Simultaneously, Xander, Giles, and Spike all agreed with her. “Me either.”
“So, now what do we do?” Buffy asked.
Anya cringed. “The thing I hate most of all.” she said leaning against the wall. “We wait.”
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Wow...ok...so much time without the Girls...I guess we're going to be getting to that...NEXT...Let's see...I think we'll be going accoprding to the order they went...so next up...the Glory dreamwalks.
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Love Will Find a Way
Edited by: jessan15 
at: 4/17/02 6:23:02 pm
by anon » Mon Apr 15, 2002 9:26 pm 
He was great!! Especially the comment about Buffy's shoes... heh.. tres chic!
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