Title: Mating Again Again
Author: Wicked R

Disclaimers: the usual ones
Universe: after "Him", season 7 BtVS, before "Long Day's Journey", season 4 AtS. Okay, this is another version of Mating Again and it starts the same. And okay, okay, I can see there's not much point to this at all. Just I so much would've wanted for Buffy to see that the same way Cordelia did.
Genre: General, Shortfic
Rating: G
Summary: uh, for a shortfic? Something escapes the Hellmouth and Buffy tracks it down to LA.
Pairing: A/G.
Thanks to: my beta, Isabella, with whom I share this passion. English is not our first language, so be kind.

Shucks! (or something with the same effect) Buffy said to her stupid self. She'd let herself being sidetracked by the minions and so the sorcerer could escape. A vampire sorcerer! That was even more menacing than a vampire, or a simple sorcerer. She had been as surprised as everyone else when the long time dead ancient warlock had risen from the grave in the eerie old cemetery. One of those graveyards, that weren't in use anymore. Again, due to the dance of dark forces coming out from the Hellmouth as everything else lately. Willow had felt it happening. Buffy now needed to follow the undead guy and end his second, unholy life.

And now she had tracked it down to a small park in the centre of LA. Or better, they had. When she learnt that the warlock went to LA, she had called the A Team. She could have left them to handle it by themselves but she wasn't that kinda girl. Not that Angel couldn't deal with it, but it was her responsibility, her job to track down everything that had escaped the Hellmouth. And this one could've been more dangerous than your usual villain. She needed to be sure it was eradicated as soon as possible.

It had grown fairly dark, and uncannily silent. They met at the entrance of the park, Buffy, Angel and Cordelia, but before they could exchange greetings, they heard a very human scream of pain together with feral growls and all rushed towards the sound.

"That's him…eee…and all the minions too," Buffy said when they approached. They were surrounded and each of them had to deal with at least 3 attackers at the same time. A bolt of energy shot from the sorcerer, a potent energy. Buffy ducked behind a rock, the beam only barely missing her. They heard sounds that got clearer and started to sound more and more closer to real words. Finally she recognized them as chants in another language, one that sounded very tainted and satanic. Buffy tried to swing her weapon, but the harder she tried, the more the pain in her muscles increased. She could hardly breathe or think. She felt every nerve in her body, but could not shift or control her limbs. The others looked affected the same way.

Suddenly, the sorcerer was thrown backwards by a stranger who rushed forward, and Buffy saw lightning dash fast into the throat of the warlock. Once on the ground, the unknown woman staked him right through the heart. Now, with the spell gone, the minions were easy meat. They either ran away scared or were finished off in milliseconds. Buffy now took the time to look at their strange helper. She was tall, wearing a red leather-outfit.

After Angel had staked the last remaining fiend he turned towards the woman, "Gwendolyn!" They both hurried towards each other, Angel, as if drawn, crashing together in an explosion of passion that poured into their kiss, like nothing else existed in the universe.

Buffy just stared for a while and then looked at Cordelia for explanations. The seer shook her head, "just…don't ask."

The End