Chapter 10

I DO NOT OWN BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER

Buffy's pov:

"I want to see the body." Xander said, as he ran his hands through his hair. "I want to feel her pulse myself. He's probably a lying bastard anyway."

After Riley said Willow was dead I called him some bad words and beat the living shit out of him. Then I stared at his unconscious body until Giles and Xander came in. I haven't said anything since.

"We need to find out for sure before we give up." Giles rubbed at his glasses again.

"Yeah, exactly. She's not dead. They're playing us." Xander's voice cracked. "I mean if she was, I would know. She would have found a way to tell me. She's Willow. And she's eighteen. And she loves to read. And work with computers. And she was going to die in bed with twelve fat great grandchildren. Or fighting. She was going to die when we die. When the world needs her to. With us. She can't die like that. Not like that." Xander was full out bawling now. He dropped to his knee's and sobbed some more.

Giles excused himself. He had something in his eye.

I stared at the wall.

Willow's pov:

What if they kill us? Tara thought, as she leaned her head against my chest.

Then we die fighting. Not like animals.

You've had to make that choice a lot, haven't you? Tara's voice ringed like lovely bells in my mind.

I guess you can say that, yeah. I thought about when I fist joined Buffy, on that second day of high school. That was the first time I had to choose. Xander too. Bingo and birthday cards just didn't seem as important anymore, not after Jesse died.

I stroked Tara's hair, I understand if you're not ready to make that choice.

My head stayed silent for a long time, the only sound was our hearts pumping.

After about five minutes my head was filled with her voice again. Tell me what I need to do.

RILEY'S POV:

I felt like crap. Like I was just beat up by a girl.

I was just beat up by a girl.

But it was worth it. I couldn't have Buffy and her band of freaks infiltrating our base to rescue her demon friend. However, I feared for my own well being. Buffy is going to want to avenge her friends 'death' and something tells me I'm on the revenge list.

I heard footsteps walk towards me. Large hands grabbed me and threw me against the wall. It was the old man.

"Listen to me you prick. You are going to tell me where your operation is or I'm going to put a bullet in your head. You and your cronies took someone very important to me. You are going to lead me to her."

His face was red and he was breathing heavily. His face was streaked with tears.

"She's dead. I told you already."

His eyes narrowed behind his glasses, almost snake- like. "You're lying." He hissed.

This wasn't a last ditch effort to tell yourself it wasn't true. Not like Buffy's was. He meant it. He knew.

I was slammed into the wall again. "Look at me." He grabbed my face and forced me to look into his eyes.

"Say it again Riley. Say it to my face. Look me in the eye, and tell me Willow's dead."

And I saw it. Behind the snake eyes I saw the eyes of an angry parent. A father. A father that was going to do everything he could to bring his daughter home. Even if that meant he was going to have to tear the world apart. Even if that meant killing me.

His children. This band of freaks were his children. And we took one from him.

I look him in the eyes. Those desperate father eyes, and no words escaped my lips.

Giles's pov:

Riley remained silent, and my entire being was flooded with relief and hope. I dropped him and he landed at my feet with a thud.

I bent down to his level. Waiting.

"The entrance is in Lowell House. There's a mirror in the hallway. Good luck getting in though. They're going to shoot you before you can even try." He sneered.

"No they wont." It was Buffy. She held up a little plastic card. "We have an all access pass."

Riley visibly paled at the sight of it.

"And a voice recording." Xander held up a tape recorder.

We tied Riley to a closet rack and shut the door. It wasn't hard, he didn't fight us.

"Giles, what are we going to do after we get in?" Buffy asked.

I picked up the gourd on the table. The gourd that would summon the first slayer.

"Whatever it takes."

Buffy nodded and Xander was already stock piling weapons.

I watched them get ready and was filled with pride. My children. They were becoming fine young people, and I couldn't have been happier.

"Alright. lets go." Buffy said.

I nodded. It was time to get my daughter.

Walsh's pov:

I looked at my son. He was sleeping soundly, but was fully assembled, fully ready for action. For life.

I checked his vitals, making sure everything was still okay.

I went over to the desk to make myself a cup of coffee. I turned back around and dropped my cup, spilling coffee all over myself. Adam was sitting, up staring at me.

"Hello mother. "

Willow's pov:

This was how it was going to work. When the guards open the door next, we were going to blow them back against the wall, knocking them unconscious. After that we were going to grab their guns. Tara was going to use magic to push them into our cell.

Then we were going to make our way to the electric room, me disabling the sensory alarms as we go. Tara was going to be look out. I told her to aim low, only if it was necessary.

After we were in the control room, we would take the guns and hit the soldiers there in the head with the back of the gun, hoping to use as little magic as possible. We need our strength. I would break into the system, disabling everything. I was only going to unlock the doors we needed. We would escape through the back entrance.

Now we were playing the waiting game. Tara was twiddling her thumbs and I was picking at my cast. Hopefully my broken hand wont hinder my tech skills to badly.

I leaned in and gave Tara a kiss. She smiled, but her eyes were full of worry.

We were at full attention as we heard boots coming down the hall. They stopped in front of the door.

I took Tara's hand. This was it. We only had one chance. One shot.

The door opened.

Finally! After ten chapters they finally escape! Sorry I changed pov's so much this chapter, everyones stories have to be coming together. Also, I just want to say that Riley's and Giles pov's this chapter were my favorite to write the entire story.

Tell me what you think in the comments.

Guest- Yes, Riley is an evil bastard. I added his little POV to bestow a little decency upon him.

The Silent Scream- I didn't go to far into the stuffing knock out portion because it messed with my flow. Giles got to him though.

Ltlconf- Don't worry, I'm not going soft on you. They are going to get what they deserve.

JustJane18- I'm really glad you like it! The initiative was always so morally ambiguous, it was fun to play with the concept.