A/N: I don't have any medical knowledge so please go easy on my concussion symptoms.

CHAPTER ELEVEN – No Rest For The Weary

Pine and Main – Sewer Entrance

Wearily, Buffy followed by the potentials, Robin carrying Willow, Faith, Spike and Amanda climbed out of the sewer. She was tired and all she wanted to do was go back to the mansion and take a hot bath and curl up in her bed preferably with Duncan. A small smile played across her lips as she thought of the handsome Scot. She shook her head displacing pleasant thoughts for those of the confrontation she was about to have. She needed to get everyone safely back to Revello Drive. Thankfully she had Duncan's car so she could transport the worst of the wounded.

Turning she called out to Spike, "We need to get the worst of the wounded in the car and take them to Revello Drive. I'd say the Mansion but I don't have much in the way of First Aid supplies there."

Spike nodded and gently placed the potential he'd been carrying in the backseat of the car. He turned around and saw Robin carrying Willow toward the car and let out a low growl at the sight of the redheaded witch. "Slayer, I don't want her in the car with me. I can't promise she'll make it to the house."

Buffy walked forward and placed her hand on Spike's shoulder in understanding. If the truth be told it was all she could do to hold herself back but as much as she wanted to hurt Willow she didn't want to do it in these circumstance. Buffy took a deep breath and looked at Robin. She took the car keys from Spike's hand and gave them to the black man. "Can you drive the wounded back to the house? We'll meet you there."

Robin nodded at the slayer wondering why she and the vampire were so angry at Willow. He didn't think it was just their forcing her out of her house. Two more potentials were loaded in the car and Robin got in and drove toward the house the rest of the group following on foot.

Buffy again got her cell phone out of her pocket and called Duncan. She couldn't keep the tiredness out of her voice when she said, "We made it out – but we lost five more potentials."

"Oh, love – it's not your fault – they walked into a trap," he said trying to soothe the fears she had not voiced.

"I know…it's just…"

"Hey there, I dinna want to hear it. If you hadn' gone after them you may have lost more than five girls."

Buffy took a deep breath, "You're right. We're on our way back to Revello Drive. Robin's coming ahead in your car with the wounded. Can you and Methos meet them when they get there. Tell the old man to put some of his medical skills to use – that is if you can get him out of Anya's clutches."

Duncan laughed, "Oh Bella, I've never seen anything like it – he turned bright red and stuttered – this will be blackmail material for centuries to come."

Buffy laughed out loud at that causing several members of the group, including Kennedy, to glare at her. "Oh! I would have paid good money to see that. Did she finally get him to agree to the orgasms he owed her?"

"Only after she backed him into a wall," Duncan snorted out. "How long will it take you to get back here on foot?"

"I think 20 maybe 30 minutes. Some of the girls have minor injuries so we have to take it a little slower than I'd like."

"I see my car pulling up across the street. Anya, Methos and I'll meet you there."

"Ok, see you in a few," she said and then hung up the phone. "Come on people we need to step it up as much as possible. I know you're hurting but I don't like being out here after dark. We need to get inside the house."

The group quickened their pace as much as possible arriving at the house within 20 minutes.

1630 Revello Drive

Duncan hung up the phone and turned to Methos and Anya. "Come on you two – we've got wounded to tend to."

Hearing this Methos quickly became all business and turned toward Anya asking, "What do they have in the way of medical supplies?"

"We don't have much. With all the attacks lately we're running low and haven't had a chance to restock."

The three began walking out the door and across the street toward Duncan's car. "Is there somewhere you can stock up on supplies?" Methos asked Anya.

"The hospital is probably our best bet. It's close by and since the town is deserted there's no one to ask questions."

"Excellent, as soon as we unload the wounded and get them in the house take the car and go to the hospital for supplies. You'll probably need to take someone with you to help."

"I'll get Andrew. He's annoying but useful for errands. He also makes delicious blueberry muffins. To bad he's gay." She couldn't continue speaking because Methos placed his hand over her mouth.

"Thank you, Anya."

"Just remember you promised me orgasms," she said walking inside the house to get Andrew.

"I swear that woman will be the death of me…" Methos said as the Highlander chuckled yet again at the effect Anya had on his friend. "Oh shut up boy scout – I'm sure you have a few secrets you wouldn't want Bella to know. In fact I seem to remember a time in…"

Luckily for both men they couldn't continue the conversation because they were confronted with not only the wounded in the car but also a group consisting of two men and a few teenage girls exiting the house.

Duncan and Methos quickly moved to the car and started helping Robin with the wounded potentials and Willow. As they each carried a young woman to the house the older of the two men on the porch stepped forward. "I say," he said cleaning his glasses, "just who are you two?"

Before either man could answer Anya and Andrew exited the house. "Oh Giles and Xander, these are friends of Buffy's."

At this Macleod extended his hand to the older man introducing himself, "I'm Duncan Macleod and this is my friend…"

Methos stepped forward and inserted quickly not wanting to reveal his true name, "I'm Adam Pierson. Dr. Adam Pierson. Let's get these girls inside so I can look over their injuries."

"Of course," Giles managed to get out as Duncan and Methos pushed past him into the house. "I'm afraid we're really not set up for this Dr. Pierson."

Methos quickly scanned the room for something he could use to make the girls more comfortable while their wounds were being treated. He noticed the large pile of sleeping bags against one wall. "Let's move the coffee table and that chair and spread out four of those sleeping bags on the floor. There are more wounded coming but since they can obviously walk we can put them in another room."

Several of the potentials started to move furniture and lay out the sleeping bags. Even though the man they knew as Dr. Pierson hadn't issued a direct order they knew a command when they heard it. Adam chuckled inwardly – he hadn't been called Death for nothing.

After the wounded were laid out Methos began to examine them. Two of the potentials had broken legs that would need to be set and the third had a dislocated knee and a broken arm. Finally, he turned to examine Willow.

"Really, I'm fine. I just bumped my head and my throat is sore from coughing up all that nasty water," she said clearly feeling uncomfortable with the hard looks both Duncan and Methos were giving her.

"Let me be the judge of that. I'm afraid you might have a concussion. Just let me take a look at the bump on the back of your head and see if your pupils are dilated. No sense in taking unnecessary chances," Methos stated now clearly in full doctor mode.

Willow knew she couldn't get out of this examination though she desperately wanted to do anything to get out of the room so she wouldn't be there when Buffy and Spike arrived. She also needed to talk to Giles and Xander and warn them Buffy was returning to the house.

Unfortunately for her it was too late as the door opened and Buffy walked in trailed by Spike, Faith and a woman she didn't recognize.