Buisness out of the country

“What? Why do I have to go?” Giles said suprised. “Because the counsil told me to bring you” Wesley answered him. “I don’t work for them anymore, they can’t decide if I’m going to England or not” Giles said a little more angry this time. “No I guess they can’t. But they can Make you leave the country and make sure you never will step a foot in the states again” now it was Buffy’s time to be angry “What, they can’t do that. Can they?” She said turning to Giles who simply nodded “Really? Then you’ll go Giles” She said. Giles knew Wesley had won, he just didn’t want to admit it so he said “Okay, I’ll go. But only because you want me to. Not because of the council”. Wesley was dissapointed, he had hoped that Giles would admit that he was defeated. Now it more felt like Wesley was the loser. “What is it the council want” Giles asked. “Thats constricted information that I can not tell you” Giles sighed before saying “So you are forcing me to go to England with you and then you are not going to tell me what it’s about” Now it felt like he had won. “No, I’m not” Wesley said with a small smile on his lips.

On the plane     

“So you really not goning to tell me what this is about?” Giles asked for the fifth time since they got onto the plane. “No I’m not. I told you that already can you please just be quiet and enjoy the ride to Eng.....” He was interrupted by a voice coming from the cockpit “Hi and welcome to the flight to Bahamas”  “land” he continued his sentence. Wesley and Giles just looked at each others in confusion as the voice continued “We’re lifting from the ground now so I have to ask you to put on your seatbelts and enjoy the ride”  The message was ended white a small piip “So, Bahamas” Wesley said still in shock. How could this happen? “You got me on a plane to Bahamas you soddin git......wait a minute...Bahamas....They said Bahamas...We’re going to Bahamas” Giles said turning from angry to ecxited. “No we are not. We are calling the council immediately to tell them to get me” Wesley said as he brought a cellphone out of his pocket. “Oh come on. Don’t be such a bore” Wesley ignored Giles and started to dial the number for the council. But before he had the chance to press the call-button the stewardess came “Sir, I would have to ask you to put down the cell phone.” Wesley looked at the young brunette “It will only take a minute, miss. There bean a terible accident.” The stewardess was more strict this time “ I’m sorry but cellphones aren’t allowed on planes. Either you put dow the phone for the rest of the ride ot I’ll have to take it” now it was Giles time to step in. “I really think you should take it. This man doesn’t know how to relax and if you don’t take it he will just try to call right when you’re gone” the brunette looked at Wesley again who still dialed the number. She had no other choice then to take the cellphone from him, so she did. “Hey” Wesley expressed. “I’m sorry sir. You’ll have to wait until the plane has landed before you can get your cellphone back” and with that she turned around and walked away with the phone in her hand.

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“this is just bloody perfect. I get my cellphone back and then my bathery die. And now I can’t find a phoneboth” Wesley complained. “Yes, that is bloody perfect. We’re in Bahamas for gods sake. Just relax.” Giles said with a bright smile. “I know. Lets go to a bar” Wesley disagreed with  that idea but after another lexture from Giles about that he need to relax a little he gave in.

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at the bar

They got in to the crowded bar and walked up to the bartender. Giles ordered two beers.

It only took a minute or so for Wesley to drink his up and before Giles knew it he was up on his feet dancing like crazy, or Giles didn’t even know if you could call that dancing. It looked more like he was jumping on a trampolin just without the actual trampolin. “Giles, come and dance with me. It’s fun” Giles just shaked his head “You’re on your own mate”. Giles had a feeling that he would need much more than one beer so he ordered a scotch on ice.

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Wesley pressed up against the warm body next to his. He didn’t know who it was but he guessed he got lucky yesterday. He kissed her on the neck. At least he thought it was a she, that was until she heard Giles voice “WESLEY. WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING” They both sat up in the small bed. “uhm....I don’t...what?...uhm...what..happend?..do you remember?” Wesley stuttered “No ..nothing happened and lets leave it that way” Giles said confused, knowing deep inside that something pretty damn well happened yesterday.

  THE END

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