A/N: Okay after this chapter we are going to start getting into the dark stuff... not for the weak stomached. Buffy/Angel won't happen for some time now. Buffy will be in the rest of the chapters, however.
Buffy was excited as they pulled up to the large hotel. She jumped out of the taxi as soon as it stopped at the large double doors. Soon her mom and dad were standing with her as a bellhop came to them wheeling a baggage cart. Her dad paid the taxi driver and the man quickly unloaded their bags on to the cart. "Well lets go check in and get unpacked," Hank said as they walked into the massive hotel. Finally they were all checked in and heading upstairs to their room. The bellhop dutifully followed them up in the elevator and to the room.
"Wow dad this room is amazing," Buffy said as she walked through the large suite.
"I'm glad you like it sweetheart. We figured you'd want your own space so we got a suite," he explained as he opened a few doors to find the rooms.
"Look at this view Hank, I bet it will beautiful at night," Joyce remarked as she looked out the large window.
"Buffy I believe this is your room and honey we're on this side," Hank said as he started unloading the bags.
Buffy grabbed her bags and went into her room. She took her clothes out of her bags and put them away. She poked her head out of the door, "I'm going to grab a quick shower and get all this travel grim off of me." Her mother smiled and nodded at her. Soon Buffy was all clean and dressed and came out of her room.
"Ah Buffy your done. We thought we could do a family dinner tonight down in the restaurant," Hank said as he grabbed the keys to the room.
"Sounds great dad," Buffy said as she grabbed her shoes and slipped them on.
"Here this is your key and don't lose it… and when your not with us keep your cell phone on you," Hank instructed worriedly.
"Don't worry dad I'll be fine. Tomorrow I'm just going to chill by the pool and work on my tan," Buffy said trying to ease her father's fears.
"Alright I'm ready now dear," Joyce said as she walked out of the room.
"Same for you honey. Here is your key and keep your cell phone on you," Hank said before they headed down to dinner.
Buffy had been having a blast all week. She hadn't really ventured from the hotel. They had a wonderful pool as well as a few shops and small cafés. She'd met a few tourists and they were planning on going to a club that evening. She still had to discuss it with her parents, but she didn't think they'd freak on her. Next week they had several things planned to do as a family and she wanted to do some things on her own as well. Her mother had met one of the girls she was going with already.
Spike was very pleased with the turn of events. He had never dreamed it would be this easy to get his plan started. It wouldn't be much longer until he would be able to get his revenge. He had several people working on this for quite sometime and it seemed like finally things were going to get rolling.
"Sir, it looks like it will be tonight," the large muscled man said.
"Tonight?," he questioned happily.
"Yes sir, I've been in contact with Eve and she says its all go for tonight," the man reiterated.
"Excellent, tell her anything she needs I will get it for her… and Gunn please ready a room for our guest," he ordered.
"Yes sir," Gunn said as he exited the room.
After a lengthy discussion with her parents Buffy had finally convinced them to let her go. She would keep her cell phone on her and call and check in. She also promised to be back by midnight. She gave them each a big hug and kiss before bounding off to her room to ready for the evening. She was meeting her new friends down in the lobby at eight. Finally she was ready to go out. She said her goodbyes and made her way down to the lobby where she met up with her friends. They all took off in a taxi towards the downtown section of San Jose, Costa Rica.
Currently Buffy was on the dance floor dancing sexily to the music. Bodies were gyrating every where around her. The music blared and the lights flickered. She paid no attention to anyone around her just the beat of the music and movement of her body. She heard her name being yelled over the music. It was her friend, Lisa, she was motioning for her to follow her. She smiled then followed her off the floor taking her cell out of her pocket in the process to check the time. Nearly 10 pm she better step outside and call and check in real quick.
"This club is getting lame, lets go to a different one," Lisa hollered over the music.
"Okay I need to call and check in any ways," Buffy said as she followed Lisa out of the club.
As soon as they were out of the club Buffy dialed her parent's hotel room. On the second ring her mom picked up the phone.
"Hey mom it's me just checking in," she said into the phone.
"Are you being safe?," her mom asked concerned.
"Yes mom we are just leaving a club and going to a different one," Buffy explained.
"Okay don't forget to be back by midnight," her mom reminded her.
"Yes mom I know I have money put back for a taxi," Buffy said exasperatedly.
"Alright dear I love you and be safe," her mom warned.
"Love you mom, the taxis here I've gotta go," Buffy said as she hung up the phone.
Her new friends rolled their eyes at her as she got into the taxi. Buffy blushed then shrugged her shoulders. One of the girls told the driver where to go then they were off. Soon they were pulling up to another club ready to dance the night away. "I'm going to get us some drinks," Lisa said as she made her way to the bar. Buffy and the remaining two girls found a table and waited. Lisa returned to the table with drinks in hand and passed them about. Buffy took a sip then squeaked out, "Is there alcohol in this?" The other three girls chuckled at her. "We're in Costa Rica… you only have to be 18 to drink here," one of the girls offered. Buffy almost said no, but figured this was a once in a lifetime opportunity.
The girls had soon finished their drinks and were out on the dance floor. Soon several men spotted the quartet on the floor and made there way to them. They began gyrating to the rhythm of the music. Buffy began to feel hot and like the room was spinning. She grabbed onto Lisa to steady herself. "Are you alright?" the girl called over the loud music. Buffy shook her head no as she grabbed onto Lisa with both hands to steady herself. Lisa lead Buffy off the dance floor and back to their table. "Sit here I'll get you some water," Lisa said as she walked toward the bar. Soon she was back with the water and Buffy was sitting with her elbows propped up on the table and her head resting in her hands.
"Wow you only had one drink," Lisa chuckled as she handed Buffy the water.
"Thanks," Buffy said as she sipped the water.
"Are you going to be okay?," Lisa asked resting one hand on Buffy's shoulder comfortingly.
"I think I want to go back to the hotel. My head is killing me," Buffy said as she tried to stand.
"Alright sit here a minute. I'm going to go outside and call a cab then I'll take you back," Lisa assured her.
Lisa came back inside to the table to find the other two tourists sitting with Buffy. "The cab should be here soon. I'm going to take her back to the hotel," Lisa told the two girls as she helped Buffy up and they walked out the door together. The two girls went back out to the dance floor. Soon Lisa was back on the dance floor with them. "I thought you were taking her to the hotel?," one of the girls asked over the music. "She said she didn't want to ruin my night and she would be fine," Lisa yelled back. The three girls didn't give Buffy Summers another thought as they continued their night of fun.
Joyce had meant to stay up and wait for her daughter to arrive, but had fallen asleep not long after her daughter had called to check in. Soon the sun was shining in on her and roused her from her slumber. She stood and stretched her limbs before stowing towards her daughter's room. She figured she would want to sleep in, but she still just wanted to check in on her. Opening the door she found the bed still made and no Buffy. "Hank! Hank!," she yelled frantically as she made her way back to the room.
"Hank Buffy she's not here," Joyce said frantically as she ran into the room.
"What? She probably went down to breakfast," Hank reasoned.
"No her bed is made. I don't think she ever made it back last night," Joyce said.
"Call her cell," Hank said as he got out of the bed.
Joyce picked up the phone and called Buffy's cell phone. It rang and rang until her voicemail picked up. "Buffy, sweetheart, it's your mom. Please call or come to the hotel right away. I love you," she said as she hung up the phone. Joyce paced worriedly then called again and again leaving voicemail after voicemail. As the hours droned on Joyce began to get hysterical. Imagining all the awful things that could have bestowed her. Hank went down to the hotel front desk to do some investigating of his own.
"Excuse me, but my daughter went out with a few girls form the hotel last night. I believe American and one was named Lisa," Hank began to explain.
"Yes yes I know who you speak of," the woman said.
"She didn't return last night and we can't get a hold her do you know where I can find Lisa?," he asked hopefully.
"She is probably by the pool, but I will leave a message in her room to get in touch with you Mr. Summers," the woman ensured him.
"Thank you very much," he said as he walked toward the pool.
Slowly he walked around the pool asking everyone he saw if they knew a Lisa or where she was. "I'm Lisa a girl said as she walked out of the pool." Hank sighed in relief as he walked over to the girl.
"My daughter, Buffy Summers, went out with you last night and still hasn't returned," Hank started.
"I put her in a Taxi back to the hotel myself," Lisa said with her brows furrowed.
"By herself?," he questioned.
"Yes sir, she started to feel sick a little before 11 and I was going to go with her, but she insisted I stay," Lisa explained.
"I see she was feeling ill?" he asked.
"Yes sir, we were dancing and all of a sudden she said she didn't feel well. I took her back to the table and got her some water. She said she wanted to go back to the hotel" Lisa explained further.
"You haven't heard anything from her? We've been calling her cell all morning and she's not answering," Hank asked her.
"No sir, but if I hear anything I'll be sure to let you know," the girl assured him.
"Thank you for your time," he said as walked back into the hotel.
Making his way back up to his room he had a feeling of dread wash over him. It wasn't like Buffy to just disappear. He would go upstairs to his room and see if Joyce had heard anything at all from Buffy. If they hadn't heard anything they would be calling the authorities.
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