Chapter 4- Buffy's (BY) POV
I was packing.
If Willow needed help, I would be right there. I picked up my scythe. The other girls said that I was the oldest slayer, so I got it. I put it in the bag. I had Dawn do locater spells, she located Willow to be in Tibet, China. I wanted to make sure Dawn would be okay while I was gone. I didn't know any good babysitters, but I was pretty sure Dawn didn't need any one to take care of her while I was gone. I had to control myself, I can leave Dawn at home alone.
"Dawn!" The floor creaked as Dawn entered the room.
"Yeah."
"I'm ready to go, you going to be okay?"
"Yeah Buffy, just go already." Dawn seemed persistent to get me out of the house. I sighed and run over to give her a hug.
"Buffy?"
I sniffled and picked up my bags
Here I come Tibet, ready or not.
I got off the plane and met Willow at the airport. She started bawling on my shirt as I hugged her. Her eyes were red and swollen.
"Willow, what happened?"
"Some. One. Took. Kennedy. To. Volterra," Her lip trembled as she said it. I embraced her in another hug. I knew how she felt about her. Willow tears fell to my shoulder, I felt the puddle grow bigger and bigger. I pulled her off my shoulder, "We will find her. We will, I promise you Willow, we will find her." Willow nodded her head and we left the airport.
"So what do you remember?" I had to ask, even if it hurt Willow.
"There was an avalanche and I was buried, I remember she was yelling, but I was weak and I couldn't do anything, soon I blacked out, I remember white and red, then I was in a hospital." I nodded.
"How do you know Kennedy is in Volterra?"
"Locater spell, I thought that that was how you would find me."
"Good guess." I had made it to a bank, we pulled up and Willow went in. As soon as she walked into the bank, I pulled out a notebook and wrote down what she told me, hoping to get a clue where Kennedy may be. All we knew was that she was somewhere in Volterra. We didn't even know where that was, unless Willow did.
Willow walked out of the bank and to the car. When she sat down, I asked her the important question, "Where is Volterra?"
"Your gonna be mad at me Buffy, but it's in Italy."
"Oh, so, your gonna pay for my flight too?"
"Yeah, and the flight here. Gotta love magic," She smiled and pulled out several bundles of money. She smiled for the first time that day. It was good to see her smile. We were on our way back to the airport, but first we stopped to pick up some clothes for Willow. We paid for our flights and waited. I read a magazine and saw something about the St. Marcus Day celebration in Volterra on the 19, tomorrow. I smiled and passed the magazine to Willow, we both nodded and smiled, just as we got on the plane. Here we come Volterra.