I own none of the characters in the following story, they belong to Paramount, Joss Whedon, etc., you've heard it all before.
Just thought this would be fun: get my favorites together, have some craziness. BTW, we're going to pretend that Star Trek doesn't exist in the Buffyverse, because that would require way too much writing on my part to some up with some excuse in the story as to why no one knows who Capt. Kirk &Co. are. So Andrew exists, but he's not a Trekkie. He can just be obsessed with Star Wars. I think that's everything, and if I missed an explanation, more will follow in proceeding chapters. On to the story!
"Willow?" Giles worried voice sounded from across the Magic Box. "Have you seen the J'Havrien amulet?"
"No," she called back, appearing from behind the bookshelf. "It's not still in its case?"
"No, it's not," he replied, sounding harried. He turned to the register, where Anya was standing, looking bored at the lack of customers, and the money they brought. "Did you sell it to anyone, Anya?"
She looked offended. "I did not. That's a very dangerous, powerful item. If I did sell it, you can be sure I'd have checked their credentials, first."
"Do you know where it is?"
Now Anya looked worried. "Is it lost? It better not be lost. It's worth a lot of money."
"Then help me look," he instructed. All three of them combed the magic shop for the lost amulet, to no avail. Now they were all looking concerned.
Buffy and Xander came out of the training room, Xander looking more worn out than the girl who had actually done the training. "What's up?" she chirped, seeing their faces.
"Giles lost a very expensive, dangerous amulet," Anya replied.
"I did not lose it," he snapped. "It must have been stolen."
Buffy caught their look of concern. "What does this amulet do?"
"Basically, it's used in portal spells," Willow replied. "It does this neat thing where it takes the magic user's power, and then focuses it –" She stopped at a look from Giles. "I mean, it's very dangerous, and we should find it as soon as possible."
"Well, it could be anywhere, couldn't it?" Xander asked. "What do we do, go door to door? 'Did you by any chance steal a very powerful amulet used for opening portals?'"
Willow had her I-just-got-an-idea look. "I could trace it!" She continued when they were all looking at her. "The amulet has this really distinctive signal, and I could probably find it."
Giles frowned. "Are you sure?"
She nodded. "Sure. Just give me sec." She sat down in one of the chairs, and closed her eyes. Her voice was slow and a little hesitant as she traced its path. "It was stolen. It was put… some place dark. A bag? And then… taken away. But not far. It's still reflecting energy form the Hellmouth. That means it's still within… I don't know, ten miles or so of here? Some place inside. There's no light."
"It's nighttime," Xander whispered to Buffy.
Willow heard him. "It can feel the starlight when it's outside," she murmured. "I think it's east of here. No, a little more northeast." She opened her eyes and stood slowly. "Okay," she said carefully, as if she were balancing a book on her head. "I have a fix on it. If we move carefully, I can tell when we get near it."
Buffy looked at the group. "Let's go, then."