Backfire - Spander Files

“We should have some other kind of food. Can you cook? I mean, something other
than breakfast. Don’t get me wrong, you make a mean omelet, but this is a dinner
party, not a breakfast party so-”
“I think I’ve lost her, Xander.”
Xander fell onto the opposite side of the couch. “No, Angel. She’s coming to the
party, isn’t she? That’s a good sign.”
“She’s coming here for you, not me.”
“I don’t think that’s-”
“I miss her so much. How did this happen? How can I justify what we’re doing?
How can I be with her? She used to…want me. She couldn’t keep her hands off of
me. And now I can’t even get her to talk to me.”
So…Angel was horny for his girlfriend. Well, he supposed that made sense…Wait.
Something clicked. “Is that what that was about?” Xander pointed to the back
bedroom. “All the touching and intimacy. Christ, Angel, I’m not Buffy.”
“I just miss her so much.”
Xander got up, leaned down in front of Angel and scooped up the vampire’s collar
in his fists. “Don’t you dare ever touch me again like I’m Buffy!” Xander let go and
started pacing the room. “We can get through this. We can make Buffy understand,
but not if you give up. And certainly not if you decide to replace her. My god,
Angel, you are such a coward. Grow a fucking spine! Buffy doesn’t understand,
right now, but she will. And if you give up on her after only one week, then you
never deserved her in the first place.”
“You know I love her.”
“Do you? Cause that’s what I told her, but I’m not seeing it. You gotta have a little
faith, man. You gotta trust her. Trust her enough to give her time to process this.
There’s no manual for how a person is supposed to deal with this kind of thing. If