<"My ties?" Wesley asked, wondering if she reallt meant it or not. "I
got rid of those a while back...It made me look to serious." The
correct word people used was nerd. It had been quite the culture
shock when he arrive din the states. Him with his suits and serious
attitude. But he had adjusted. "I can't believe you kept some of my
things"
'Shame,' then she laughed, 'Wesley ahve you forgotten already? They
used to be tied to my bed posts, then to my wrists remember.'
Looking down she smiled, remembering. 'I kept all the things you
left, all the things you gave me. it was my way of holding onto you.
I never took the necklace off you bought me for my birthday that
time.'
<"Gagging won't help....Maybe a silence spell." Wesley reminded
himself that he needed earplugs. Cause knowing Emily there would be
a few screams when they told her the news.
'Maybe we should tell her that if we get married she has ro be a
bridesmaid and her dress will be very pink and very ruffely.' Emily
wasn't a very girly girl.
<"Yeah she knew her poor
brother needed someone strong, before he got his ass kicked by some
demon....She teased me with that so many times, that you could beat
me in a fight." Wesley smiled and looked at her. "But you know, I
told her this also, I let you win..." Wesley was just teasing her.
She used to beat him, and he wasn't ashamed about it. "I hated
fighting back then...Even when I was a watcher in Sunnydale. I
thought I could fix everything with a cross and some holy water."
How he got out of there a live was probably just by luck, or because
they had other plans for him.
'Fighting doesn't solve everything, plus I used to cheat. Maybe we
should try back at the hotel for old times sake, see if I can still
whoop that arse of yours.'
<"Oh and some insane killer who keeps returning even though they
killed him ten times is real?" They saw so many demons who killed
everything on their way, that Wesley usually avoided those horror
movies. There was enough of bad stuff in the real world.
Maggie laughed softly, 'Not those crappy ones, some of the older
ones where the better ones. Nosferatu, the origional Mummy,
Carimillia.'
> Do you really want this, want us,
>want a future?'
<"I want you Maggie, I want a future together. I tried to settle down
but it never worked. Something was always missing...You." Even
though he didn't realise it at that time, he always compared
everyone to her. "I want to take it one step at a time...Not to rush
anything. I couldn't bare to loose you again..."
She ran her fingers over his cheek, a soft smile appearing on her
lips. 'I want those thing with you too...' She kissed his lips
softly, the kiss deepening as she wrapped her arms around him,.
Finally she broke away and looked back towards the hotel, 'I think
we should go inside.'
~Wesley~ ... "My ties?" Wesley asked, wondering if she reallt meant it or not. "I got rid of those a while back...It made me look to serious." The correct word...
<"My ties?" Wesley asked, wondering if she reallt meant it or not. "I got rid of those a while back...It made me look to serious." The correct word people used...
... twice her age. I know better about a lot of things... not much fun to be had out of life if I paid attention to all of them, Ethan thought, composing his...
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... 'Of course I did,' Giles told her, saddened to think that she would believe otherwise. ... 'I think I would have been, before now, if things hadn't...
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... [You're far more sure about that than I am], Giles thought. Willow's expression seemed so sad, even mournful, to him. It was a hard thing -- a painful...
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