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Chapter 3: Prodigals
Two Days Later
Los Angeles- LAX
Serena Giles tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for the people that would be taking her to the Dagarerro Hotel. She had arrived in Los Angeles over three hours ago, and had no luck in reaching her father, Rupert. She knew that something big had gone down at the hellmouth and that the slayer had been forced to flee, but that was all. She had not heard from her father in a week and it was worrying her. Finally she saw the car she was waiting for pull up.
"Ooo. An Impala, nice." Serena said appreciatively, and watched as three people got out of the car. Two guys and a woman. She immediately approached them. "You Buffy Summers?" she asked the tall blonde. The blonde shook her head.
"No, I'm Isabel. You must be Serena Giles." Isabel guessed, and Serena nodded. "Okay, well this is Sam Winchester and Xander Harris."
"Nice to meet you and all, but could we get going? I'm kind of in a hurry to see my father." Serena says, causing Isabel, Sam and Xander to look somber. "What, what is it?" She asks, the trepidation clear in her voice.
Xander looks at his two companions. "I thought that Buffy or Willow told her." He says, looking distraught.
"Told me what?" Serena asks, fear edging its way into her heart.
"I'm so sorry, Serena." Xander says. "Your father didn't make it out of the hellmouth. He's dead."
Hyperion Hotel
Connor walked into the abandoned hotel, looking for his father. He searched a few of the rooms, where he knew Angel, Fred and Gunn to be staying, but none of them were there. Disappointed, he headed back down to the lobby, where several people he had never seen before had appeared and were taking the weapons out of Angel's cabinet and packing them into bags. Thinking them to be thieves, he slowly creeps up on a blonde girl standing off to the side. When he was about six feet away from her, she whirled around and he found a black 9mm. right in his face.
"Whoa, calm down." Connor said, backing away and putting his hands up.
"Who the hell are you?" the woman demands.
"Connor O'Reilly." Connor answered, snaking a look at the other three people who were with her. "I'm-"
"Angel's son." The blonde woman says. "We were told to keep an eye out for you. I'm Syl."
"Nice to meet you, I guess." Connor says, as Syl lowers the gun and re-holsters it.
"What's going on with Angel?" He asks as the two join the other three by the weapons closet.
"We're in the middle of a war with the First Evil." The tall black man says.
"This is DL Hawkins." Syl introduces Connor to the man who just spoke. "And that's Erika Cleghorn and Dean Winchester." She says, indicating the other two people in the lobby. Erika looks over and waves hello, while Dean just continues to load the bags with weapons. After a few moments everything is packed up and the five warriors leave the building to head back to the Dagarerro Hotel.
Dagarerro Hotel- Lobby Office
Wesley was busy drawing up patrol plans for the group at the hotel when a phone started ringing in Buffy's bag. He put down his notebook and took out the phone.
"Hello?" Wesley asks into the phone.
"Who is this? Where is Buffy Summers?" A rough voice crackled over from the other end of the line.
"This is Wesley Wyndham-Price. Buffy's out at the moment. May I ask who's calling?" Wesley asks politely.
"This is Special Agent Riley Finn. I was at the SGC, when it was besieged by these weird species of vampire. There's five of us trapped down here, the others managed to escape through the Stargate, but it was damaged. We need some backup if we're gonna get out of here alive. Can you send anyone?" Riley asks.
"Yes I think that we can do that. I'll have a group there within the hour." Wesley promised.
"It's much appreciated, we should be able to hold them off until your people get here." Riley says and hangs up on his end.
Wesley presses the button to end the call, and then quickly calls Angel. After a few moments, Angel picks up on the other end.
"What is it Buffy?" Angel asks.
"Angel, it's Wesley. Riley Finn just called in from the SGC, he and a few others survived the attack and are requesting backup to get them out. I told him that we'd have a team there in a half an hour. Could you get everyone together please?"
"Give me ten minutes." Angel says and hangs up the phone.
Dagarerro Hotel- Conference Room
The entire group of warriors is gathered throughout the room, Buffy standing at the head of the table, Angel and Spike flanking her.
"Alright gang, here's the situation. About fifteen minutes ago, an old friend and fellow demon hunter called here, requesting help. There are a half dozen demon hunters trapped a mile underground at the SGC. We've already promised a team within the hour, so I'm gonna need you in on this Paige." Buffy requests.
"Yeah, whatever needs to be done, I'm your girl." Paige says with a nod.
"Good. I'm going to need seven more, and while I'm not going to pressure anyone to go, I have to stress heavily on the fact that all the people stuck down there are very well trained and will be huge assets in this war." Buffy hits the nail on the head as far as the necessity of this search and rescue mission.
"Well, that's all that I needed to hear. I'm in." Max says, and both Krit and Syl quickly mirror her sentiments.
"Yeah, count me in too." Michael says after a moment.
"I'm going." Seth Gecko announces.
"Same here." Gunn joins the group a moment later.
"And with me it'll make an even eight." Faith says, getting the final word. "When are we leaving?"
"As soon as you're armed." Buffy replies, and the eight of them nod.
"Any idea exactly what is going to be waiting for us at the SGC?" Krit asks casually.
"Be prepared for anything, demons, vamps, turok-han. We still don't have a clear picture of what we're up against, so be on guard at all times." Angel tells them, and the eight quickly head out to go arm themselves.
Five minutes later, everyone is gathered in the lobby, the group of eight standing off to the side, armed to the teeth with weapons.
"Okay, everyone make contact with me." Paige instructs and the seven others going do as they're told and put a hand on Paige. "Wish us luck." She says with a wry grin and orbs herself, Max, Syl, Krit, Seth, Michael, Faith, and Gunn out of the room.
"Good luck." Buffy murmurs.
To Be Continued….
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