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Summary: Set during and after an AU Hells Bells in which Xander and Anya do in fact get married.
Rating: PG-13
'Ships: Xander/Anya, Willow/Tara, Spike/Buffy.
Notes: It'll probably take me a while to get into writing this, but I hope to actually continue on going with this fic' considering, it centers around my three favourite couples. A lot of the things in the show will happen, but a lot of them will be changed, to how I'd have liked them to be, or just to add more drama.
PART 1. - It's very short, more like a prologue. Part 2 will be coming ASAP.
“So, we’re ready now. Let’s get married.” As the words came from Anya’s mouth, she found a smile on her lips. Despite everything, she was still happy to be getting married. She never thought this day would come, and now it had; and there was Xander. She truly loved him, in her demon days she’d never thought this possible, never thought there was someone in the world she’d fall in love with. She didn’t think true love existed, with all the calls she got from scorned women, it seemed hard to believe that love was real, but it was, and Xander was her soul mate, she just knew it.
Xander; who’s mind was so confused, didn’t know how to respond. Had any of that been real? Sure, the demon-guy had had something against Anya, for making him like that; but what if that’d be how things really turned out? He refused to let himself hurt Anya like that, he loved her so much it hurt sometimes. Seeing his Mom and Dad arguing out of the corner of his eye, caused him to pause. Did he want his relationship with Anya to turn out that way? He was a Harris, was he doomed to relive his parents fights? No, the logical side of his brain whispered to him, you’re not going to be like them, you love Anya. Taking this on board, he’d reached his decision. Although Anya was trying to walk back to the aisle, he took both of her hands within his, and clasped onto them tightly.
“We are.” He whispered back, his voice so croaky it sounded almost foreign; not his own. “I’m ready.” Gently, his lips met hers, and the orchestra started up again, the familiar wedding music filling the hall, causing all of the guests to eagerly look towards the couple. Despite looking fairly dishevelled now, after the run-in with Stewart Burns, the man whom she’d scorned and made a demon, Anya was happy, a smile lighting up her features. She steadily moved along the aisle, focusing on the front, on the minister who waited.
Everyone seemed happy, even Willow; who Anya herself knew wasn’t her biggest fan. But, this was Xander and Anya. Out of everyone, all of the Scoobies; they were the two who’d managed to make it work. Then it was starting, Anya had no more time to think about who was there, or what they were thinking, she was focused on nothing but the minister, and Xander who was now stood by her side. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the coming together of Xander LaVelle Harris-“ At this, Xander cleared his throat, awkwardly – “And Anya Christina Emmanuella Jenkins.” At Anya’s name, he didn’t look too impressed, but quickly moved on.
The vows were completed almost as quickly as they’d begun; both the ones said at most weddings, the traditional ones, and their own personal vows. Tears were shed, and smiles were shared, but the wedding went ahead, Xander and Anya were made; Anya became a Harris, joined the family despite Xander’s parents. Little did they know then, however, what was lying ahead, what was to come next...
Rating: PG-13
'Ships: Xander/Anya, Willow/Tara, Spike/Buffy.
Notes: It'll probably take me a while to get into writing this, but I hope to actually continue on going with this fic' considering, it centers around my three favourite couples. A lot of the things in the show will happen, but a lot of them will be changed, to how I'd have liked them to be, or just to add more drama.
PART 1. - It's very short, more like a prologue. Part 2 will be coming ASAP.
“So, we’re ready now. Let’s get married.” As the words came from Anya’s mouth, she found a smile on her lips. Despite everything, she was still happy to be getting married. She never thought this day would come, and now it had; and there was Xander. She truly loved him, in her demon days she’d never thought this possible, never thought there was someone in the world she’d fall in love with. She didn’t think true love existed, with all the calls she got from scorned women, it seemed hard to believe that love was real, but it was, and Xander was her soul mate, she just knew it.
Xander; who’s mind was so confused, didn’t know how to respond. Had any of that been real? Sure, the demon-guy had had something against Anya, for making him like that; but what if that’d be how things really turned out? He refused to let himself hurt Anya like that, he loved her so much it hurt sometimes. Seeing his Mom and Dad arguing out of the corner of his eye, caused him to pause. Did he want his relationship with Anya to turn out that way? He was a Harris, was he doomed to relive his parents fights? No, the logical side of his brain whispered to him, you’re not going to be like them, you love Anya. Taking this on board, he’d reached his decision. Although Anya was trying to walk back to the aisle, he took both of her hands within his, and clasped onto them tightly.
“We are.” He whispered back, his voice so croaky it sounded almost foreign; not his own. “I’m ready.” Gently, his lips met hers, and the orchestra started up again, the familiar wedding music filling the hall, causing all of the guests to eagerly look towards the couple. Despite looking fairly dishevelled now, after the run-in with Stewart Burns, the man whom she’d scorned and made a demon, Anya was happy, a smile lighting up her features. She steadily moved along the aisle, focusing on the front, on the minister who waited.
Everyone seemed happy, even Willow; who Anya herself knew wasn’t her biggest fan. But, this was Xander and Anya. Out of everyone, all of the Scoobies; they were the two who’d managed to make it work. Then it was starting, Anya had no more time to think about who was there, or what they were thinking, she was focused on nothing but the minister, and Xander who was now stood by her side. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the coming together of Xander LaVelle Harris-“ At this, Xander cleared his throat, awkwardly – “And Anya Christina Emmanuella Jenkins.” At Anya’s name, he didn’t look too impressed, but quickly moved on.
The vows were completed almost as quickly as they’d begun; both the ones said at most weddings, the traditional ones, and their own personal vows. Tears were shed, and smiles were shared, but the wedding went ahead, Xander and Anya were made; Anya became a Harris, joined the family despite Xander’s parents. Little did they know then, however, what was lying ahead, what was to come next...
Old Master 3.0
Well done, young lady. Keep 'em coming.
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