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"Do you think this will work, Peaches?"

"Of course. I wouldn't try it if I didn't have complete faith. Besides, Nic is helping us."

"Bloody bastard. If it hadn't been for his help Willow would never have gone to New Orleans. She would be in our bed right this minute. Damn bloke is too helpful."

"Stop your grumbling. It's been two days. She won't accept our calls....she avoids us at night....we need an inside man. Nic is that insider."

"Yeah.....yeah.....Whatever. As long as it get her back in our lives, I'm hip with that."

Angel looked at his childe and started to laugh. "Xander much?"

"Cordelia much?" Spike returned, smiling.

The two teens had taken it upon themselves to help Spike and Angel get Willow back. They felt guilty for their reactions to Buffy's news, and were trying to make it up to Willow. Yesterday evening they had arrived. Xander had become Spike's shadow; Cordy---Angel's.

"Hell, we have to get her back or I may just kill the moron. If I have to hear one more time his ideas on pleasing her, I can't be held responsible for what I may do."

"YOU? I have that damn ex-cheerleader criticizing my entire wardrobe. Yesterday, she forced me to go....shopping." He said the last word in disgust. "I have great taste. Willow likes my leather...."

Spike rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right. Well, tonight I'm stuck with that bimbo. She'd better not be thinking about taking me shopping! I'll rip her damn throat out."

"Spike...you have terrible clothes. Let her take you shopping. I'll tell her to watch her mouth....but please, let her pick out some new clothes. Something that isn't red or black?"

Spike looked at his sire. "Are you insulting my taste, mate?"

"Yep."

"You'll have to pay for that Angelus." he threatened.

"Promises...promises." Angel muttered as the doorbell rang.

Spike winked at him as he went to let in the bimbo and the moron.

* * * * *

"No...not that....ugh, awful. Ohh....I like this. The blue matches your eyes....OH GOD! I don't think so....NO BLACK! Geeshh, what is it with you guys and black? I mean, I understand the whole 'I am evil.....see me kill' thing, but can't you be evil in happy colors?

OH YES...this is perfect. She'll love it.....Take Angel....he's a hottie, but all that black. Puh-leez...he needs some nice blues....greens....a splash of red....he looks scrumptious in purple, which is difficult, I'm telling you. Not many men can pull off purple.

And you? Total hottie. Great ass. Do you show it? Noooo, you wear that damn trenchcoat all the time and cover up the view. No, not those. Geeshhh....hasn't two hundred years of undeath taught you anything? You do not mix stripes and solids. On you, we need solids vibrants colors. Darks... blues, greens, maroon...

Willow told me that was what your bedroom was decorated in. Why can't you dump the black and red and get some color in your color in your unlife? No, not khaki. Too preppy....I like Angel's leather---he looks delish. Don't tell him I approve though. He thinks he looks too fat.

What-ever. Here, try this on too.....Willow won't know who you are if she gets you out of that black. Well, actually, seeing as she has probably licked every part of your body, she would recognize you in nothing. I meant, if she sees you in these colors.

What? Spiiiike...quit looking at me like that. What are you doing? No...stay back. I'm helping you....you look yummy. She'll tear it off in seconds....promise. Don't hurt me....Good vampire....yes, you look great. I told you. Those blue jeans mold that scrumptious ass of yours. No long coat! I refuse to see my work destroyed. Save it for a cold night. See, positively breath taking.

Spike, let go of my neck. I didn't mean that literally! God, how can Willow put up with you? Just go pay for all this. Oh, and YOU'RE WELCOME! God, I spend hours here and you can't even say thank you...it was a joke. I know you appreciate it...HELP!.....Ha..ha...very funny.

I'm leaving. I'll meet you at the car. I saw this great little dress upstairs...."

* * * * *

"What is it?" Buffy asked eagerly.

Willow showed her friend.

"What? I don't get it."

"It's a copy of Young Guns...the first dream. Goddess, I can't believe he remembered."

Willow put the movie on her desk. Beside it, there was a bouquet of a dozen roses (white---her favorite), a sketch that Angel had drawn of her and Spike, a copy of Love Poems of the Ages (with passages underlined), a beautiful silk scarf (she had to blush looking at it), a tin of strawberries, and a dream dictionary. Gifts had been arriving every hour since 9am.

"This is so romantic. They really are trying to get you back." Buffy said, smiling.

"Yeah...they are. I must say I'm a bit surprised. I can't believe they are going to this much trouble. I wonder what will be next."

"Maybe them with a big red bow?"

Willow felt a blush. "No....not yet. I need to make them realize that I am not a possession. They don't own me. I allow them to use me, but I am my own person....that doesn't sound right...gifts are nice, but it's not going to be that easy."

"I know what you mean. Spike seems to be rather controlling. It does look like he's loosening up though. Giles told me that Cordelia took him shopping!"

"You're kidding? And she's still alive?"

"Yep....I was rather surprised. It seems that she convinced him a new wardrobe would help him get you back."

"Cordelia's good....She just likes to spend other people's money. His clothes weren't bad to begin with. Now, if she could buy him a dose of trust and faith, I'd be all for it."

Buffy started to laugh. "Nah...he needs to earn those. No fair cheating."

"You're right. I wonder what will be next..."

"Gosh, this is exciting. I bet it was Nic's idea."

"Ya think?"

"Yeah....it's old fashioned. Wooing Willow...how sweet. Is it working?"

Willow glanced at her desk, then looked at her friend. She just smiled. "Maybe...."

* * * * *

"Is it working?"

"Shhh...I can't hear him when you're talking in my ear. What was that Nic? Uh huh...really? Wow...ok...you think so? ....yeah....a few more....ok. talk to you later."

"Well???"

"It's working."

"I can't believe the moron was right!"

"Me either. Nic says that she has begun looking at the door every hour on the hour. She is smiling."

"We made her smile?" Spike asked, feeling proud.

"Yeah..." Angel said.

"The moron said that we need to take it slow. Make her realize that it is her we want and not just another bedmate."

"He also said that she hates to be treated like property....we made her feel like that. God, it's going to take forever for us to fix this mess...."

"Well, we have forever, but I don't intend on spending it trying to get her back. I plan on spending it with her. Besides, the gifts are going to get a bit more .... memorable." he said, smiling.

Angel grinned. "Yeah...wish I was there to see her face when she gets the gloves...I wonder how she's going to explain that one to Buffy."

"She'll probably blush and babble a bit...the slayer will decide that she doesn't want to know after all....I miss her babbling..."

"Me too.....not much longer though."

"Do you think she'll agree to go out with us?"

"Maybe....if we assure her that it will be in public."

"Bloody hell....like we'd take advantage of her or something...."

Angel smiled wickedly, "By the time we're through wooing her, she might take advantage of us."

Spike had to laugh. "Yeah...the moron actually had a good idea. Don't tell him though. We'd never hear the end of it..."

* * * * *

"Buffy...would you get the door?" Nic asked.

"Sure." Buffy got up and opened the front door. Her mouth dropped.

"LUC??? Oh my God..." she hugged him tightly, then pulled away as she realized what she had done. She felt the blush come. "What are you doing here?"

"I heard you needed me, so ....." He smiled.

"Uh....ok. Umm...Luc....about that night..."

"It's ok. I know you didn't intend for it to go as far as it did. It happened. I'm not here for that. I'm here for my new friend and, besides, Nic needs me to help him out. I think we need to get to know each other better.....I want to know you...but for now, friends."

Buffy smiled. "Thank you...I could use a friend right now."

She took into the living room where Nic and Dru were sitting. They sat down, and Nic filled Luc in on Sunnydale and what was happening.

* * * * *

Willow came downstairs, a scowl on her pretty face. "Nothing.....It's twenty past 7 and NOTHING!"

The people in the room looked at each, fighting a smile.

"What is it Willow?" Buffy asked.

"Those damn.....VAMPIRES! I can't believe them....all day they've been pestering me....sending me things. Now, they just ....stop. UGH!"

"I thought you wanted them to leave you alone for a bit?" Nic asked.

Willow looked at him, her eyes blazing. "Shut up. It was probably all your idea anyway. God damn undependable, blood sucking creatures of the night." The doorbell rang and she paused in her tirade. "The delivery must have been running late!" She ran to the door, smiling.

Spike and Angel were standing there.

" ' ello Pet." Spike said, smiling.

(Oh Goddess....)

"Hi."

"We were wondering if you'd like to get a cup of coffee.....we need to talk." Angel said, his brown eyes pleading.

"OK...."

Willow saw their smiles and felt her heart pounding. They turned to leave, and her breath caught. (Thank you Cordy....) Spike was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans, tight faded blue jeans....a blue shirt that matched his eyes when he was about to....(No Willow....coffee....that's it. He thinks he owns you...Bad Willow)

She turned to tell the others, when she saw Buffy watching with a smile on her face. "I won't wait up Wills...."

Willow rolled her eyes and went out to meet her lovers.

* * * * *

"They are driving me insane. If I have to go through much more of this, I know I'm going to end up in a straitjacket." Willow whined.

Buffy looked at Dru. They both shook their heads slowly. Buffy was still amazed at her friendship with the vampiress. Dru still had her crazy moments, but she seemed to really be concerned about the baby. They both were listening to their friend talk about her meetings with Spike and Angel.

"Willow....make up your damn mind. First, they use you for sex so you say no sex....now, they don't touch you and you're bitching about that...."

"I never said no sex! I just said that they only wanted me for that. I guess I was wrong." she mumbled.

Dru smiled. "They want you. They just don't know if you want them. Miss Edith says that you will be back with them soon. Cheer up."

"Cheer up? Last night, we went to the movies. I sat in between them in the dark. I could smell them.....I could feel them beside me....Angel's leg rubbing against mine...Spike always seemed to reach for the popcorn the same time that I did....I felt his hand....I wanted to toss the popcorn and take him right there on the sticky floor! I've been with them every night this week, and not once have they attempted to have sex with me. NOT ONCE! I mean, Spike even kisses me on the forehead.....like I'm his kid sister or something. Maybe I'm the one using them for sex.....oh Goddess, I wonder if I'm a nympho or something...."

"WILLOW! God....they are wooing you. They both want you. I've seen the desire in their eyes when they pick you up every night. They are waiting until you're ready....I actually think it's rather sweet..."

"You would."

"What's that supposed to mean?'

"Girls....stop. Willow, are you ready to take them back? Despite the fact that they will be possessive and stubborn and temperamental?"

"Yes..." Willow whispered. "I miss them so much...."

"Well, there you have it." Dru smiled and went back to her book.

"There I have what? They don't want me. They've made that clear. I've been slotted into that "friend" mold now. I lost my chance. It is too late...."

"Been watching the Young and the Restless again Wills?"

"OH...just be quiet!" Willow left the room and slammed the door.

Buffy and Dru looked at each other and then started laughing.

"I'll have Nic tell them that it is time."

"I still can't believe they have been so good about this. From Spike's eyes, he is fighting the urge to take her anywhere and everywhere."

"Well, he will have his chance now. Willow is ready to accept them both now...faults and all."

"Yeah.....what's their plan?"

Dru smiled wickedly and told the slayer the last act of Operation: Wooing Willow, as they had begun to call it privately. Buffy's laughter could be heard from down the hall. Willow glared at the door and threw her pillow at it.

"Damn vampires....."

* * * * *

Willow looked at the packages spread over her bed. They were brightly wrapped and numbered. A delivery driver had dropped them off with a note. She re-read the note again.

Dinner.....tonight....
Love S & A

She felt anticipation and nervousness fill her. She reached for the box labelled with a 1. She opened it and found one of the most beautiful dresses she'd seen. It was dark green, with a slit up the side. The material was velvet. She held it up in front of her at the mirror. It fell just below her knees. Sighing, she opened number 2. She found shoes that matched...strappy heels...she found herself beginning to smile. Number 3 brought her two beautiful pins for her hair...number 4 was a necklace, emeralds and diamonds with matching earrings....number 5 was a bra and panty set ....she smiled when she saw a note tucked inside in Spike's handwriting. It said Optional.....number 6 was a garter belt.....number 7 was a pair of silk stockings...and finally, number 8 was a silk scarf....Angel's handwriting this time....Bring this.....she felt a rush of desire shoot through her.....

Willow looked at everything and then at the clock. She knew that it was finally D Day. Could she go home? Would the same things continue to happen? She finally decided that she didn't care. She loved them both and missed them terribly. The last two weeks had been longer than when Spike had been kidnapped. She was going to be miserable without them. There really was no choice. As she had told Luc, she belongs to them, and they to her. She got up and began to dress, leaving the bra and panty set in the box...

(Wouldn't want them to have to wait for you....I wonder where we are eating....Oohh...I wonder if Cordelia made Spike buy some nice, tight slacks....)

* * * * *

"You're here." Spike said, smiling.

Willow nodded. "Yes....it's time. Just know that if you start to act like you own me again, either of you, I'll stake you myself."

"We'll remember that." Angel said, moving forward. He took the scarf from her and used it as a blindfold. She opened her mouth to protest, only to find Spike's mouth joining hers. When he pulled away, she could no longer remember what she had planned to say.

Spike leaned over and pulled the pins from her hair. "I like it better down...reminds me of you, wild and untamed..." he whispered in her ear.

She felt herself being led forward. Angel's voice in her ear telling her when to step and when to sit. After a short car ride, she was being led again.

"We love you pet. Promise you'll never leave us again."

"I promise." The blindfold was removed and she gasped. They were in a clearing of the park. A blanket lay on the ground, candles were set up around it. There was a basket in the middle that she was sure contained some of her favorite foods. She was pleasantly surprised. She smiled. "A picnic? I love it...I feel a bit overdressed though."

She felt Angel's mouth on her neck. Her breath caught. Spike's blue eyes looked into hers. "We can solve that problem, luv." He reached forward and started to pull the zipper of her dress down, his mouth meeting hers. She whimpered when she felt his and Angel's hands on her bare skin. The dress pooled at her feet. Spike chuckled, "See you took my advice luv....no knickers."

"We can't do this here....it's a public park." Willow suddenly said.

"Shh.....we've missed you. Just let us do this." Angel said, his mouth replacing Spike's. Spike trailed his mouth down her body, licking, sucking and nipping. She felt her knees turning to jelly. She was glad that Angel was holding her up or else she would have slid to the ground. She moaned as Spike's talented tongue went to work. Angel's hands kneaded her breasts, as his tongue began to ravish her mouth. It had been so long with out them...too long. Her hand found its way to Spike's head. She grabbed his hair and forced him closer into her. His hands reached up and cupped her ass. He had missed his goddess...her taste was driving him crazy. He wanted to sink into her and never leave. Soon, she spasmed around his tongue, screaming his name. He got off his knees and claimed her mouth. Her tongue tasting herself on him.

"Mine" he whispered into her mouth. She nodded, knowing that it was true. She was theirs.

Gently, Angel led her to the blanket.

"Time to eat." he said as he sat down pulling her with him. She opened her mouth to ask if they didn't need release, and found his finger covering it. "We have eternity Willow. Right now, this is for you." Angel always seemed to know what she planned to say.

She felt Spike's coat go around her shoulders. Spike joined them on the blanket. His hand began to draw lazy circles on her leg as Angel proceeded to feed her.