Forever, Always, and Then SomeChapter Seventeen
The flowers sail through the air toward the group of single women. Anya is determined to be the one and pushes forward. Dawn: Oww… you stepped on by foot. Anya: Oh sorry (taking her eye of the prize) The bouquet lands gently into Cordy’s hands. She looks thunderstruck as do the others. Fred: Cordy you caught it, you know what that means….you are next. You will be the next bride. But I guess you have to find a guy first huh? Cordy: Yeah a guy. It is now time for the tossing of the garter belt. Buffy lifts her foot and places it on a chair. Angel slides his hand up her thigh and under her skirt till he discovers the garter. He looks her in the eye as he gently slides it done her leg. She has to hold her breath to keep from reacting to his touch. The single males including Giles, Wesley, Gunn, and Xander are herded with protest to the appropriate area. Angel prepares to shoot the garter over his shoulder to the less than thrilled males. It flies off his finger and heads toward the men. No one appears to reach for it and it land on Gunn’s shoulder. He looks terrified. Gunn and Cordy are lead to the same spot where Angel removed the garter. Cordy is placed in the chair and Gunn kneels down and carefully slides the garter on her leg. Everyone is enjoying both their discomfort. Buffy: Angel, honey I think you may have a problem at Angel Investigations. Angel: Cordy and Gunn? No, I think the big office romance is Fred and Wesley. Buffy: Fred and Wesley? I never suspected that. Angel: I am not sure she has either. But Wesley is definitely smitten. Dawn walks up with a very tired little boy. Dawn: Guys I am going to take this young man up to bed. Thought you might want to say good night. Buffy and Angel kiss their son good night. Hank walks up. Hank: Buffy, I am going to leave but I will come back tomorrow. I need to talk to you. Buffy: I know dad. Why not come around 10 and join us for breakfast. Hank: I will be here. Angel take care of my little girl. Angel: You can count on it, sir. The others begin leaving. Soon there is no one except Buffy, Angel, Willow, Dawn and Lorne left. Willow: Buffy you two go on to bed, Dawn and I will put up the leftovers and be right up. Buffy: Thanks Will. It all turned out exactly as we planned. Dawn: Well except the dad thing. Buffy: I am not worrying about that until morning. Nite all. They head upstairs. As they approach their room, Angel stops her and lifts her up in his arms and carries her into the room. He closes the door and places her on the ground. Angel: I have wanted to do this for hours. He slides his arms around her waist and leans down toward her. She reaches up and puts her hands upon his necks. He gently caresses her lips with his, teasing her with their feathery softness. She strains to capture his mouth with hers. He runs his lips across her cheek and nibbles her ear. She gasp in anticipation. Her body sags against him in total submission. He teases her with soft kisses on her ear and cheek. When she appears to be completely under his spell brings his mouth to hers and fills the void with his tongue. She responds in kind. They are caught in the fire. Angel eventually pulls back. Angel: Okay maybe not my best idea. Buffy: Yes it was. But now we need to do something else. I am thinking shower. Or maybe ice fishing? Angel: Ice fishing sounds good. Buffy steps away and retrieves her pajamas . She heads to the bathrooms. Angel heads back downstairs. Willow: What’s up? Angel: Just thought I would get a cold drink. Willow: Okay, and where is Buffy? Angel: Taking a shower. Willow: Without hot water I presume. Angel: Probably. …….Uh Willow, I think it is time for me to go back to LA. Willow: Tonight? Angel: No, but tomorrow night. Do you think she will be okay? Is it too soon? Willow: No I think she expects as much. But don’t tell her till tomorrow. Give her this night. Angel: I will, now let me see if my bride has finished with that shower, cause I need one too. Willow: Might I suggest leaving the door open tonight……Might help keep the temperature down. Angel: Good idea. Angel returns to their room. Buffy is ready for bed. Buffy: Did you catch any? Angel: Huh catch what? Buffy: Fish? You were going ice fishing? Angel: Did anyone ever tell you how funny you are not? Angel grabs his pajama and heads to the shower. When he returns, Buffy is already in bed. He starts to close the door and thinks better of it. He walks toward his side and slides in. Buffy: Good night Angel: Good Night Mrs. Summers. Buffy sighs. Moments later comes the sounds of a hungry child from the cradle. Angel: Back to reality. Buffy: I like this reality. |
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