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PART 20 ( I took a little something from ‘Hells Bells’ again)

Anya wandered among the guests, looking around, getting more and more anxious and asking each one of them if they had seen Xander.
Suddenly, one of Xander’s cousins grabbed her by the hand.
“Well, I saw him go inside the Trophy Room with that guy!” she informed her, pointing across the room at an old man that was leaning on a wall.
Anya looked at the man and walked towards him, intercepting him by the corridor.
“You. You were talking to Xander right before he left. What did he say to you? What did you say to him?” she questioned him.
“Really doesn’t matter now, does it? It’s done!” the old man answered coldly.
“What’s done? Did you .. if you said something to make him leave..” she started threatening him.
“You’ll what? Haven’t changed a bit. Still as vindictive as ever..” he commented.
Anya frowned.
“Do I know you?”
“You don’t recognize me, Anya? I’m not the man I used to be, I know..” he said, turning to leave, but she stopped him.
“Xander, where is he? You tell me, old man! You tell me why he left!” she summoned him.
“He left because of you...” he said, getting what he wanted: to get Anya upset.
“I didn’t do anything...” she murmured.
“Oh, really? What about this?”
After saying that, the old man grew and changed, turning into a huge demon with grey skin, yellow eyes and short yellowish spikes all over his head.
Anya faced him fearlessly.
“Tel me what you did to Xander. What are you?”
“You did this. You brought this on. I’ve waited a long time for this, Anyanka!” the demon said with a deep voice.
“Who are you?” she asked tearful.
“Remember Chicago? South Side, 1914?”
Anya looked blankly at him and the demon got annoyed.
“Steward Burns. Philanderer! You’d think you’d remember. I remember you. But then again you ruined my life.”
“You were a .. I punished you..” she started to remember.
“That’s right. Some hussy I’d been taking around summoned you and next thing I know, I look like this and I’m being tortured in another dimension.”
“I forgot..”
“Well, I didn’t!”
The demon hit Anya across the face, making her reel back.
Across the room, Buffy saw the exchange, jumping off the stage where she was trying to entertain the guests.
“Anya!” she screamed.

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Outside, Spike heard his Childe scream and he hurried to reach her with Xander.
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“Everyday, I remembered.. and everyday I thought how I would somehow get here and ruin your life like you ruined mine. It didn’t take much either. I scared off your fiancé with a couple of phony visions.”
“Visions of what?” she asked, more tearful.
“Your future. Or rather.. his nightmare vision of your future!”
Hearing those words, Anya burst out crying.
“That’s it? That’s all you did?”
“Yeah. It was easy. Look at that, you’re crying. Oh, I like that.”
Anya wiped at her face with her hands.
“Stop it!” she whispered.
“Oh, cry. Anyanka, cry. I love to see you cry. And now, I’d love to see you scream!” he said, ready to swipe at her with a clawed hand.

“Nooo!” Xander screamed, panting due to the run, hurling towards Anya to defend her, just in time to get the demon’s claws into his arm.
The monster was getting ready to attack again, but Buffy hit him in the face with a folding chair.
Xander lay on the ground with two bleeding slashes on his arm, but fortunately they weren’t serious wounds.
Anya lay down beside him, caressing his damp hair.
Buffy needed more freedom for her movements as she fought the demon but she was trapped in the ugly dress, so she didn’t think twice and ripped it to free her legs.
In the meantime the demon had caught Anya before Xander could move.
“Come any closer and I’ll kill her!” he threatened. Buffy obeyed looking at him with hatred.
Before the monster could figure what had happened, Spike, who had wisely remained hidden until then, hit him from behind and Anya managed to break free, running towards Xander.
Buffy rushed to help her Sire, but he didn’t seem to need any help.
“Xander, it was all lies, what he showed you.. it wasn’t true..” she said in one go, as she helped him to get up.
“I know, honey. It doesn’t matter now..” he calmed her.
“So, we’ll be okay?” she said and he smiled sweetly at her.
Buffy and Spike still had to deliver the deathblow to their enemy, so the blonde girl rushed over to Xander and Anya, pushing between them.
“Excuse me!” she exclaimed, grabbing the veil off from the mounted bison head where it had fell during the struggle between Anya and the demon, running back quickly over to where the demon was and wrapping the veil around his neck, keeping one of its edges and giving the other to Spike.
They pulled at the same time, and the demon struggled, gagging as it laid on the ground almost suffocated before dying.
Spike lifted a pedestal and slammed it down onto the demon several times just to be sure it was truly dead.
“It’s dead!” Buffy informed him.
“Yup!” he exclaimed, throwing the pedestal away.

“Oh Anya, forgive me. I was going to make the biggest mistake of my life, scared by our possible future. But someone made me understand that the scariest thing that could happen was wondering for the rest of my life how it could’ve been between us. Anya, I promise I’ll try my best not to end up like that horrible vision... trust me, my love!” Xander said, kneeling in front of her. “Do you still want to marry me?”
The girl was touched at his words and his gesture.
“Of course I’ll to marry you, Xander. I love you and I’ll always love you. Before I knew you, I was like a completely different person. Not even a person really...” she admitted with a weak smile as he held her hand. “I had seen what love could do to people, and it always was… hurt and sadness. Being alone was better. And then, suddenly there was you, and you saw me, and it was like this... thing. You make me feel safe and warm!” she smiled at him as he got up. “So, I get it now. I finally get love, Xander, I really do.”

Buffy looked at them with happy tears in her eyes, holding Spike tightly... and then she realized he was as soaked as Xander..
“Eeeww! You guys need a shower before the Ceremony starts!” Buffy stated and Anya nodded.
“Remember, honey? It’s the bride that must be wet to bring good luck to the marriage, not the groom!” the bride commented casually and both of the males rolled their eyes, leaving to obey and please their women.
“I’ll go tell everyone that everything is fixed up!” Buffy informed her, coming back to her super cheerful mood.
“Oh, and Anya... don’t bother thinking anymore about your vows, what you said before... well, that was just perfect!” she added, before leaving the room.

One hour later, everyone was in the main room, watching the couple exchange their vows, without any interruptions this time.
Buffy and Spike stood at opposite sides of the bride and groom, lost in each other’s eyes… as if somehow they were the protagonists of that ceremony, too.
The reception was a total disaster because Xander’s family and Anya’s guests finally began the riot that had been brewing since that morning.
But no one cared about that: Xander and Anya were finally husband and wife and that’s all that mattered.

TBC

Author’s Note: And this is the end of Act II, are you ready for Act III? Lots of stuff coming soon, and this time it will be just come from my crazy imagination again ... no more revamped episodes! ;-P
And there will be a very spuffy moment, trust me! :)
Thanks for supporting me so far, hope you’ll still do!





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