Back at the flat, pretending - or not - that everything's fine.

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Continued from here.

"Sounds good." Spike slumped onto one corner of the couch and kicked off his boots.

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[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"You agreed when the three of us were so cozy at Wolfram and Hart the boy was worth what Angel did to you," Spike said. "You're accepting it."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"It's already done. What choice do I have but to accept it?" Wesley picked up the bottle and drank from it, then he rested it on his knee, looking at the liquid inside rather than at Spike.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"You could think you didn't deserve it," Spike said pointedly.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley stood up and held the bottle out to Spike. "And what good would that do?" he asked. "Assuming it were that simple, and I could believe that there aren't consequences to one's actions, what good would it do?"

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike took the bottle but didn't drink from it. "There already were consequences. Remember your throat being cut? Didn't you say he tried to kill you?" He began to pace again, his frustration rising. "So you made some bloody bad decisions; that doesn't mean he's got the right to do what he did, to you or any of them. You should be angry, not just taking it. Or are you going to let him do whatever he wants for the rest of your life because you made one sodding mistake?"

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"No," Wesley said sharply, wishing he'd kept the liquor for himself if Spike wasn't going to drink it. "No, I'm going to walk away, that's what I'm going to do. Unless you're suggesting that I spend the rest of my life following him around and trying to stop him doing whatever it is he's going to do tomorrow, or next month, or next year?"

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, that sounds like something I would suggest," Spike drawled. "But if he comes looking for another pound of flesh, are you going to let him take it?"