By
PassionFish
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AN: Thanks to Marsters’ Girl for beta-ing this
chapter!!!
Chapter Seven
"The Big Day!"
"What the hell are
you doing?" Buffy screeched at the
offending four robe-clad demons. "I'm
getting married tomorrow! Couldn't you
have waited a week?!"
The demons didn't look
up, didn't stop.
"Ugghhh!" Buffy threw up her hands in
frustration. Spike and her had been
counting on a brief, secret meeting ( since Joyce had said that they couldn't
see each other before the wedding) but they'd happened upon Willy, who told
them he had some information.
After a
little...persuading, he liberated said information. He'd heard some warlock-types talking about raising some hell
beasts in time for the slayer's big day.
Retracting her sword,
Buffy raised it above one of their heads, ready to descend and stop the spell,
as Spike did the same. However, they
were pushed back by an invisible barrier as the demons chanted on.
"Son of
a..." Spike growled as he and
Buffy had to wait for them to finish.
A few moments later they
both felt the barrier disappear and they fell forward...into nothing.
The warlocks had
vanished.
"Did they complete
the spell?" Buffy asked.
"I think so
pet." Spike nodded.
"Ugh! This is SO not
funny!"
Spike reached out to put
calming hands on her agitated shoulders.
"Its okay, pet."
"Spike, its
NOT-"
He interrupted her. "Yes it is. We'll just get the witch to put up some protection thing, we get married,
have some cake then go kick demon arse."
Buffy scowled at him, her
scowl slowly dissolving into a smile...then finally to laughter.
Spike grinned at her,
bringing her closer so that he could kiss her.
"I love
you." She murmured against his lips.
"Show me how
much." Buffy suggested, pulling
him in the direction of the mansion.
----
"We are gathered
today to witness the union of William Windsor and Elizabeth Summers...."
Joyce sniffed, clutching
her hanker-chief to her face as her tears dripped on to it as the ceremony
continued.
Giles was torn between
being happy for his ward and concerned for the witch's in the background.
Tara and William sat in
the background, surrounded by candles, their hands joined as they muttered
fast-spoken Latin under their breath.
They could feel the
demon's outside, battling against the barrier around the building.
The official's voice
wavered as a loud roar erupted from outside.
He glanced fearfully to the couple in front of him; an obviously
pissed-off fake-blonde pair.
"Uh, should I
continue?" He asked them.
"Please." Buffy nodded, trying to smile reassuringly
at the Judge through gritted teeth.
"Do you
William..."
"I wish he'd get on
with it!" Xander muttered in the
background.
Cordy kicked him, "Ow! What?"
He whispered harshly, earning a disapproving look from Giles in front.
The cheerleader just
glared at him.
Spike smiled down at
Buffy as he spoke. "I do." He
started to lean down to kiss her but the Judges words stopped him
"And do you, Elizabeth..."
Willow and Tara continued
to mutter their curse, praying that it was still strong enough to guard the
registry office they were in.
"I do." Buffy finished, smiling at her
almost-husband.
"By the power
invested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."
The judge announced, smiling at the couple.
In the background, Joyce
sniffed lightly and even Giles was hard pressed to with-hold his happiness at
the euphoria on his wards' face. Spike
squeezed Buffy's hands as he leant down to claim his kiss.
His lips brushed slowly
over hers and time seemed to stand still as the slayer and vampire slowly
deepened the kiss.
CRASH!!!
They all jumped at the
loud bang from outside and the newly weds reluctantly broke apart.
"Damn it!" Spike swore under his breath.
"Okay, Giles get my
mom and Judge Peterson outta here!
Xander get ready to move Willow and Tara out of the line of
fire." They all nodded and Buffy
turned to the cheer-leader.
"Cordy: help me out of my dress and Spike-"
His arms wrapped around
her waist, tugging her back against him as he nuzzled her neck, "How’s
about I help you out of your dress and the-"
Buffy detached herself,
laughing, "No Spike! You wait
here, I'll be a minute - make sure nothing gets through."
"If I
must." Spike rolled his eyes and
smiled at her.
"Love you."
"Love you too,
pet."
"Ugh, can we hurry
it up?" Cordy snapped.
"Look-" Spike started.
Buffy interrupted. "We're gone." Spike smirked as the cheerleader pulled the
slayer away from the vampire.
---
Buffy and Spike looked
out at the ten or so demons that were raging against the barrier outside.
The slayer nodded at
Cordelia who had switched places with Xander so that he could help fight, and
she nodded back.
"You ready, pet?"
"Ready." Buffy nodded, smiling as he leaned down to
brush his lips over hers.
"Bring it
on." He whispered against her
lips.
Buffy pulled back and
pushed herself into slayer-mode.
"Willow - if you can hear me - we're ready, let the shield
down."
Thirty seconds later the
shield was down.......and all hell broke loose.
---
"What’s all
this?" Spike asked as he slowly
sat up in bed, his body still aching from last nights fighting....both in and
out of bed.
"Breakfast in bed
for my hubby!" Buffy explained,
placing the tray on his lap and curling up next to him. "Feeling better?"
Spike swallowed the gulp
of blood in his mouth and answered, "Yeah; what about you...I remember you
were a bit...knocked up last night too."
He smirked at her and she scowled.
Buffy flicked him,
"Pig."
"Yeah." He grinned at her, taking another sip as he
glanced around the tray. There was a
couple of pieces of buttered toast, scrambled eggs, OJ and a single flower in a
thin vase. "I see you like the
kitchen."
"Mmm - me and
kitchens are not mixy usually but I really love yours-"
"Ours." Spike corrected.
Buffy smiled. "Ours.
Has a great ring to it, huh?"
"I think
so." Spike smirked at her, lifting
the tray off his lap and pulling Buffy on to it. "You like the house, right?
I mean if you don't, we can move."
"I love
it." She quickly reassured
him. She looked around. "I can't believe its the same place, it
must have cost you a fortune." She
re-iterated, in reference to the recently redecorated mansion.
"Yeah, but fortunes
we got." Spike reminded her,
impressed himself with the new decor.
Buffy hadn't been all that fond of the darker tones around the place. Now all of that had been replaced with soft
beiges and creams.
"Hmmm - I love
you." She whispered.
"Pfft! You only love me for my money!" Spike grinned.
"Well duh...why, did
you think I'd married you for something else?" Buffy teased.
She squealed as she was
suddenly flipped on to her back, "Maybe my sexy body?"
"Who told you it was
sexy?" Buffy asked, appearing
all-innocent.
"You,
pet." Spike replied confidently
and Buffy grinned.
"It's shocking what
I'll do for money!"
He growled playfully,
swooping down to kiss her.
---
"So, who's
sexy?" Spike asked, a few hours
later when they were both too tired to move.
"Okay, fine you were
right!" Buffy agreed, moaning as
he nuzzled her neck.
"Obviously. Who?"
He demanded.
"Ooooooooh!" Buffy as his talented fingers roamed her
skin, moving down between her legs.
"Whoooo--oooooh!" Spike sang, his request turning into a moan
as his wife's hands warm began unconsciously moving over his flesh.
"SSSSPPPPPPIIIIIIKKKKKKEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!" Buffy screamed out her husbands name as she
came.
Spike pressed gentle
kisses across her sweating brow, holding her close as she came down from her
high.
"So, you gonna
answer?" Spike grinned down at her
and she licked her lips, still panting.
Buffy nodded violently.
"Brad Pitt."