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CHAPTER TEN – Bombs, Bombshells and Kisses
As they ran from the vineyard back to the car Buffy reached into her pocket bringing out her cell phone. She deftly flipped it open and dialed Duncan's phone.
On the second ring she heard, "Macleod."
"Duncan, where are you?"
"We're still watching your house. Did you find what you were looking for?"
"Yes. Is Faith there?"
"No, about an half hour ago a large group came out of the house. She said they were going to check out an armory they'd gotten intel on. She followed them. Methos and I stayed to keep an eye on the people still in the house."
"Shit, it's a trap set by the First. Do you have a way to contact her?"
"Methos gave her his cell phone."
"Ok, give me the number – as soon as I know where she's at I'll contact you."
"Wait, don't hang up. Methos and I got a visitor a few minutes ago. Her name's Anya."
"Let me guess she saw the old man and couldn't resist coming over. You're in for some real entertainment with those two. I'll call you back in a few."
Buffy hung up the phone and turned to Spike tossing him the keys to the car. "You drive I've got to call Faith and find out where she's at."
"Which direction should I head slayer?"
"Back toward Revello Drive for now."
Buffy immediately started dialing the phone again as Spike swung the car around and headed toward town.
As Buffy waited for Faith to answer she nervously tapped her fingers against the car window. "Pick up, Faith."
"Yo!"
"Faith, it's Buffy where are you?"
"I'm following the Scoobs. We got intel on a possible weapons cache. It's in the sewer junction below Main and Pine."
"Faith listen it's a trap – I think there's a bomb. Can you stop them from going in."
"It's to late B. The last of them just went in."
"Shit – Spike, get us to Main and Pine – Faith we're about 5 minutes from you. Wait for us."
Buffy closed her phone and turned to Spike and Amanda with a frown on her face. "It seems the Scoobies fell for the First's trap. Faith's waiting for us." She opened the phone again and dialed Duncan.
"Duncan, we located Faith. She's okay but the Scoobies are walking into a trap. We're going to get them out and then come back to Revello Drive. I think it's time I had a little talk with my 'friends'."
"Okay, dinna take any unnecessary chances. I have plans for you that don't involve you being dead," Duncan practically purred out.
Buffy blushed, "I'll do my best. I'll call as soon as we're on our way back to you."
Buffy closed the phone as they pulled up to Faith's location. She, Spike and Amanda jumped out of the car joining the dark haired slayer at the sewer opening.
"Woah B – that's a beautiful sword."
"It is, isn't it. I love shiny things and it goes perfectly with my earrings," Buffy bantered. "Faith, do you know the location of the weapons cache."
"Yeah, B. It's at the south end of the tunnel at the main sewer junction."
"OK then you take point. We need to watch our step. The First said something about you going "boom". So, I think there's a bomb. As soon as we catch up with them we turn around and get the hell out of there."
"I don't think they'll come easy B – their pretty convinced they're right about this."
"Well, we'll just have to be extra persuasive," Buffy said with an evil gleam in her eye.
The group quickly went down into the tunnel heading after the Scoobies. Before they'd even made it 50 yards they heard a loud explosion. The four warriors ran as fast as they could toward the sound of the blast – hoping they weren't to late.
As they rounded a corner in the tunnel they saw the site of the explosion. The large underground room was destroyed. Portions of the walls and roof were falling down. Throughout the room small fires burned. Several of the potentials lay buried under debris obviously dead – others could be heard groaning.
Buffy strode into the room followed by the others and quickly assessed the situation. "Faith, Amanda start getting the girls out of here." She turned seeing Kennedy helped by Robin stumbling out of one corner of the room. "Where's Willow?"
Kennedy frantically looked around the room when she noticed Willow face down in a pool of water. "Oh God! Get her out of there!" she screamed in a panicked voice.
Buffy ran toward Willow and pulled her out of the water. Quickly she turned her on her side and cleared out her airway. Willow sputtered, coughed up some brackish water andd looked weakly up at Buffy, "Thank you."
Buffy leaned close to Willow and whispered so that only she could hear, "Just because you killed my sister and then raped my memories doesn't mean I'm going to let you die. At least not yet. Spike would be so angry with me if I didn't let him have a few minutes alone with you."
Willow gasped, "What are you talking about?"
"Come now Willow. You didn't think I'd find out about the memory spell you did on me." She looked closely at Willow's shocked face. "No – I guess you didn't."
"Oh, Goddess! Buffy, please I'm so sorry!"
"Willow, Willow. Sorry won't help you this time and neither will cookies. Now don't worry I'm going to get you out of here and then you and I and your cohorts in crime are going to have a little conversation. And Willow don't try another spell on me."
Buffy gingerly fingered a crystal hanging from a silver chain around her neck. "You see once I found out what you'd done I had a friend help me whip up a little charm. It blocks magics from being used on me. Pretty little thing isn't it and so effective," she said coldly.
Willow began to cry and Kennedy ran over to her. "Bitch, what did you say to her?"
"Kennedy, you need to learn when not to talk – this is one of those times."
"How dare you talk to me like that – we told you to leave – we don't need you!"
Buffy grabbed Kennedy by the throat – lifting her off her feet. "I said – DON'T TALK! Little girl you have no idea who you're speaking to – I suggest you don't say another word or next time I won't be so gentle." She then threw Kennedy up against the wall. The girl scrambled to her feet but wisely stayed silent after seeing the look in Buffy's hazel eyes.
"All right people – let's get out of here," Buffy said as she turned and strode out of the tunnel. The potentials, shaken and scared turned to follow her. Robin gently lifted Willow into his arms and followed by Kennedy began to walk down the tunnel with Amanda and Spike bringing up the rear.
Revello Drive – Across the Street
Duncan was torn between being nervous about what was happening to Buffy and almost falling over with laughter at what was happening to Methos.
After they'd let her in the house Anya had walked confidently over to Methos backing him against the wall. "You – promised – me – orgasms! Where the hell did you disappear to?" Each outraged word was punctuated by a jab of her finger to Methos' chest.
Methos blushed bright red. It was something Duncan had never thought he'd see. The old man cornered by a woman, unable to speak and unbelievably embarrassed. Methos turned pleading eyes on Macleod but he just laughed, "I believe the lady asked you a question old man."
Anya turned grateful eyes on Duncan but never removed her finger from where it was firmly imbedded in Methos' chest.
Finally, Methos began to sputter, "Anya – that was over 500 years ago. Can't we just let it go?" he asked hopefully.
"Methos, you promised me orgasms so I wouldn't fulfill that nice girl's vengeance wish. Now I might not be a vengeance demon anymore but I still know some creative magic. So what will it be vengeance or orgasms."
At this Duncan burst out laughing. He just couldn't help it. This little woman had his 5,000 year old friend shaking in terror.
Methos cast one last pleading look at his friend before answering, "Anya, you're right – I should never have left and I promise as soon we're finished with this mess I'll give you – your – orgasms."
Anya giddily clapped her hands and planted a deep kiss on Methos' lips. He couldn't help but respond – the woman may be infuriating as hell – but she was one damn good kisser.