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This story is No. 2 in the series "Learning to Smile". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: In “She Doesn’t Smile Anymore”, Dawn mentioned that they had been in Loughlin City for two weeks. Ever wonder what happened during that time?

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Marvel Universe > X-Men > Buffy-CenteredFuerGrissaOstDraukaFR1532,2270114,4732 Mar 084 Jun 08No

Day Three

Disclaimer: still don't own any of it.

Day Three…


What was it about some guys that they just couldn’t take a hint? Honestly, how many times did she have to tell him she wasn’t interested before he’d finally get a clue. Buffy rolled her eyes and drained the remainder of her beer. She frowned at the empty bottle. She’d need something a lot stronger than beer, if she had to put up with him much longer.

Unfortunately, she’d tried everything short of violence to get the guy - Steve, or something like that - to leave her alone. Everything from ‘I have a boyfriend’ to ‘I’m gay’, but this guy must’ve gotten a few too many blows to the head during his cage match or something. So, the next time the bartender glanced in her direction, she just asked for a shot of Jack and reminded herself that if she hit the guy beside her, she’d more than likely be kicked out of the bar for the night. Knowing her luck, that would likely mean that she’d miss her chance at meeting up with Logan tonight.

With that thought in mind, she focused instead on knocking back the shot. She settled the glass back on the bar as a warm, tingly sensation swept over her. Damn. No wonder Faith raved about this stuff. With as quickly as the Slayer metabolism worked, there wasn’t much that could give her a buzz with a single shot, but that-

Buffy paused as the tingling persisted. That wasn’t the Jack, she realized. Her head jerked towards the door as he pushed it open. A small smile worked its way onto her face as he walked in, but she schooled her features as soon as she noticed it. Unfortunately, he had caught it before she could destroy the evidence. Great. Last thing she needed was to come off as some grinning schoolgirl with a crush.

She frowned slightly. Not that she had a crush. He was a warrior. Like her. A worthy opponent who would be a challenge, unlike the locals she had fought last night. That was it. There was nothing crush-like at all going on, she told herself as he walked over to her, eyes not leaving hers. There was a small smirk playing at the corner of his mouth as he took the seat next to her, breaking the eye contact.

Figures, that’d be when the guy next to her finally realized that he wasn’t holding her attention. ‘Maybe I should hang around Logan more often.’ Buffy mused with a slight grin. ‘To keep away the losers,’ she added quickly.

“Hey, bud, do you mind? The little lady and I were trying to have a conversation,” Steve glared over at Logan, trying - unsuccessfully - to intimidate him.

He had to be joking. He couldn’t really think that that would impress her. And a conversation, right. “Since when is talking at someone when they’re actively ignoring you considered a conversation? Really,” she added in a patronizing tone, “you shouldn’t use big words if you don’t understand what they mean.” She turned back to Logan. “You wanna go somewhere else?” He nodded. “Great.” She stood and grabbed her jacket off the back of the stool.

Apparently, the guy was even dumber than she’d originally thought. He stood and grabbed her arm. “Hey, we weren’t done here.” The faint sound of a knife being drawn pulled her attention back to Logan. She glanced down, her eyes widening a fraction as she noticed the blades protruding from his hand. She shook her head slightly, wordlessly telling him to put them away. She’d take care of this.

She turned back to Steve and smiled sweetly up at him. “Actually, I think we were.” Her knee shot up sharply into his groin, causing him to release the grip on her arm. She turned and walked out of the bar without paying him any more attention, missing the slight smirk Logan was wearing as he followed her out.

“So, your place or mine?” Buffy asked once they were outside.

Logan just raised a brow.

“Not like that,” Buffy backpedaled quickly. “I just meant that we probably both have some questions that shouldn’t be discussed where just anyone can overhear them.”

“Mine’s closer,” he said as he started walking, leaving Buffy to catch up with him.


“So, part demon?” Buffy asked once they were inside Logan’s trailer.


"Evil cyborg?"


"Government 'Frankenstein-type' creation?"

"...Not exactly."

to be continued…


The End?

You have reached the end of "Two Weeks in Loughlin City" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 4 Jun 08.

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