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[the_money_gal]

Anya sat in her apartment. She just stared forward, deep in thought. She missed Xander, but at the same time she missed Giles. She realized she was missing both. One more than the other, but she couldn't figure out which one. She was still not so great at fiddling through emotions. She didn't like them, was in denial about them for a while, and

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[lack_of_cool]

I had to talk to her. Just to see if she was okay. I knew what I'd done, hell, she let me know. Everyone let me know. But I helped with Angelus. And I loved Anya, even if I screwed up.

I just had to check in, and see if she was all right.

[the_money_gal]

((sorry about being so late to reply!!))

Anya almost jumped out of her chair when she heard a knock on the door. Thinking maybe it might be Giles, she finger combed out her hair and got up quickly. When she opened the door, she paused for a second, her brow furrowed.

"Xander? What are you doing here?"

[lack_of_cool]

"Um, hi. Can I come in?" I looked at her, she was a beautiful as ever.

"I'd been out of town...thinking. And well, I thought I should check on you." Great, I've gone from Xander Harris, adult, to Xander Harris, the teen-ager in the span of a blink.

She unnervered me. Or maybe, I unnerved myself.

"I just wanted to talk," was my lame excuse.

[the_money_gal]

Anya bit her lower lip and looked over her shoulder at the room behind her, then back at Xander.

"I guess," she said, opening the door for him and closing it behind him when he came in. She stood there looking at him and said quickly, "Talk" in her normal, blunt Anya way.