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Title: A Friend In Need
Author: GreenGirl47
Rating: Strong R
Pairing: Spike/Anya, baby!
Summary: Written before Entropy aired. This was a speculation fic based on the Spankya spoilers for the ep, and it didn't end up being too far off base :O) .
"Hey, pour me another shot there, wouldja?" Anya slurred as an equally inebriated Spike fumbled with the bottle of vodka on the table in front of them.
"'S long as I can have another one m'self," Spike replied, finally managing to get the top off the glass container.
"Be my guessst," she said, slumping down in her chair. "That's what we're here to do anyway, right Spike? Drink away our pain."
"You are correct, Anyanka." He grimaced as the vodka he was pouring missed her glass completely and spilled all over the table. "Sorry."
She rolled her eyes. "Doesn't matter. I don't need a glass." She grabbed the bottle from him and pressed it to her lips, downing a quick shot, then wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Works jussst as well ssstraight up."
He shook his head amusedly as she passed the bottle back to him. "Bloody hell, girl, you really know how to drink."
She shrugged. "It'sss a quick fix."
Spike let out an appreciative snort and took a swig of the burning liquid. "Sure as hell is."
They passed the bottle back and forth a few more times before haphazardly screwing the top back on and shoving it to the middle of the table.
"So what's it like, Anyanka?" Spike asked, leaning toward her. "Having your power back?"
She shrugged. "There's no diff'rence. I can't grant my own wishes. I can't find anyone to wish vengeance on Xander. I'm still me, but with the ability to become covered in veins." She paused a moment. "Ya know, that'sss acshully why I wanted you here tonight."
He shot her a confused look. "Ta see your veins?"
She shook her head. "No. To get you to wish harm on Xander. You're the only freakin' person in Sssunnydale who doesn't love him. I was plannin' on gettin' you drunk and gettin' you to make a vengeance wish, but then I got dissstracted by all this alcohol. Now we're *both* drunk."
Spike nodded. "Yes we are. And 'm sorry your plans got ruined. Woulda been worth it ta see what you'd do ta the whelp. He's been askin' for it."
"He has," Anya agreed. "They've really *all* been askin' for it."
"They all just need ta grow up," Spike said. "Buffy needs ta stop bein' so stuck up about everything. Red needs ta stop with addict complex. Harris just needs a good beatin'..."