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Spike woke up, his head pounding and surprised to find that he was naked. And that someone was currently wrapped around him. Spike slowly slid out of bed, seeing that it was Illyria who had spent the night with him. She rolled away, still asleep, as Spike groaned and got up, searching for the bag for clean clothes, before heading into the shower. While in the shower, he tried to think about what had happened last night. He had gotten drunk, it rained, he walked Illyria home, cause she had gotten drunk, clothes were flying everywhere…

“Oh. My. God! I slept with Illyria! God, I hope she doesn’t disembowel me!”

Spike exited the shower, dried and put his jeans and T-shirt on, before carefully venturing out of the bathroom. Illyria was still asleep, allowing him to let out a sigh, as he left the hotel room and ran into Angel, who was heading downstairs for breakfast

“Spike, funny seeing you at this time,” Angel said, “Okay, what did you do?”

“How did-? Never mind, I’ve got a problem,” Spike said

“Yeah, I kinda figured that”

“Last night, me and Blue got drunk and we slept together”

“So you two slept in the same bed, so what?”

“Yeah, same bed alright, mate. As in the having sex kinda way”

“Oh, right…WHAT?!”

“Yeah, I know. I am so screwed when I go back into the room”

“Uh, well, I have no idea what to tell you, apart from stay out of reach”

“Great advice, Peaches. Is that all you can give me?”

“Um, Cordy wants us all to go out and have dinner before we leave tomorrow. Wanna come along? You can bring Illyria”

Spike raised his scarred eyebrow at his grandsire

“Apart from that?”

“Um…no…except, maybe avoid Illyria as best as you can,” Angel managed

“Gee thanks, why didn’t I think of that …oh wait, I already did”

“Best of luck, Spike”

Angel headed off, as Spike sighed and went back to his room. Illyria was now awake, sitting up in bed with the blanket pulled up to her chest and holding her head in pain

“Had a fair bit to drink, love?” Spike asked cautiously

“My head is in great pain. It is throbbing loudly”

“Hangovers do that to you. Here, I should have something that’ll help”

Spike went into the bathroom and fixed her up a glass of water and two headache tablets. He brought them out to her and handed them to her. Illyria swallowed the pills and the water without complaint, before shakily getting out of bed and summoning her leather armour

“What did we do last night?” she asked

“Got drunk, came here, had sex,” Spike replied quickly, “I woke up and freaked”

“Was it because I was not who you desired?”

“No, no, no. Er, not at all, it’s just; you’re so haughty if someone touches you and I intimately touched you last night. More than that, really, but you get the idea”

“I actually enjoyed it and wish to engage it again when we are not so intoxicated”

That caught Spike off guard. He was expecting her to rip him to pieces for touching her intimately, not say that she actually enjoyed having sex and with him

“Well, I’m pleased you liked it, pet and that sounds like a plan”

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“It’s funny about the things you hear these days”

Wesley and Harmony looked up from the spell book as Landon walked into the office, clasping his hands together

“Depends on the subject I suppose,” Wesley said, “What can I do for you, Jack?”

“Ilona, the CEO of Rome, has told me that your little vampire friend, Gunn and the Slayer, unleashed a Gator demon onto the city,” Landon said, “She was not pleased”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” Wesley said, not sounding very sorry

“Not only that, but Spike and Illyria remain alive, as does Angel, who is living in Rome right now with them”

“It’s only a matter of time before they die”

“And that you are looking for a very dark spell,” Landon finished, “A spell that the Senior Partners aren’t happy about”

“Ah, I see. Is that all?”

Landon got a mocking thoughtful look on his face

“No, I guess not, but you better step up your game, Mr Pryce”

“It has been considered. Thank you, Landon”

The liaison smiled and walked away

“What a ponce,” Harmony said, earning her a look from Wesley, “What?”

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“All the best to Connor for college,” Angel toasted

“Oh man, Dad, did you have to?” Connor asked

“Sure did, son”

“I’m so proud of you,” Cordelia grinned, “So, Standford huh? I was accepted there”

“Why didn’t you go?” Spike asked

“Couldn’t afford it at the time”

Angel, Connor, Cordelia, Spike, Lindsey and Illyria were seated at a circular table at a fancy restaurant. They had all dressed up, with Cordelia giving Illyria a hand in picking out a dress, much to the amusement of Spike and Angel, both who would never thought they’d see the day when Illyria would wear a dress. And surprisingly, Illyria didn’t seem to mind wearing the dress

“Oh well, all the best to Connor,” Lindsey said with a smile, “Proves that some intelligence runs in the family, mostly from the mother’s side”

“I’m flattered,” Cordelia said

“I’m not,” Angel said

“Ah, no hard feelings. Just messing with you”

“You seriously have to lighten up, Peaches,” Spike said, “Thought you’d be doing that by now”

“Oh yeah, he smiles a lot more than usual,” Cordelia said, “Which is quite amazing”

“Hey”

“Love you too, honey”

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“So, you found out where Spike and Illyria are standing?” Gunn asked

“Of course I have,” Ilona answered, “How could I not have?”

“When were you gonna divulge this information?”

“When you asked for it. I don’t walk around, hanging out information willy-nilly, especially if I think the person doesn’t need it”

“Well, I did need it,” Gunn said, “You cost me valuable killing time”

“Relax, Charles, I’ve sent a special forces team over”

“You have?”

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Spike and Illyria returned back to their hotel room, both a little tipsy from the champagne they drank, Illyria more affected than Spike. Lindsey had retired to his room, along with Angel, Cordelia and Connor

“You have fun, pet?” Spike asked, pulling her close to him

“I did enjoy myself. But now I require something that is more enjoyable”

“Oh really? And what would that be?”

Illyria leaned closer to him, when the window exploded inwards, as several special forces dived in. Spike growled and broke away from Illyria, punching one soldier in the face, as Illyria kicked one into his comrade. Finding her dress a little restrictive, she tore the dress up along the thigh, giving her more leg room as she backhanded a soldier through the air. Spike blocked a punch and grabbed the soldier by the arm, throwing him into the opposite wall, as his door burst open

“What the hell is going on here?” Angel asked

“A little hand here wouldn’t be too bad,” Spike said, vamping out

Angel leapt into the fray, followed shortly by Lindsey and Connor, helping Spike and Illyria fight off the special forces, as Cordelia came into the room, an annoyed look on her face

“Okay, Spike, what did you do now?” she asked, surveying the trashed room

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“Flight D774 leaving from Rome to New York is boarding now”

“That’s us,” Angel said, “We’ll see you guys around”

“It was good seeing you again,” Cordelia added

Angel and Spike didn’t shake hands, but they didn’t need to. Cordelia gave Lindsey a small hug, as he shook Connor’s hand. Angel grabbed their bags and headed off through the doors with his family, as Lindsey turned to Spike

“So, where are we going now?”

“I have an idea where. I’m sure you’ll like this”

“Where?”

“Romania”

“Why the hell for?”

“Because I need to see an old friend”

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