A/N: This story was inspired by a story request I received from BellaVision. I've incorporated some of her requests as well as a few twists and turns of my own. So to BellaVision and all the rest of you I hope you enjoy.

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Disclaimer: Nope unfortunately I don't own any of it, Buffy and Angel belong to Joss and the idea stems from a challenge by BellaVision.

Giles contemplated the situation over a scotch. Willow had finally succumbed to exhaustion with a sated smile on her face an hour ago and was currently snuggled into his bed. He wished that he too could rest with her, but his mind wouldn't slow down and was currently turning the problem over trying desperately to find a solution. Going to LA was not going to be enjoyable for anyone with only three licensed and semi trustworthy drivers within the group the trip was sure to drive someone around the bend. He, Xander and Spike all had vehicles and were semi-competent drivers. There was absolutely no way he was allowing Buffy behind the wheel of an auto again, regardless of the fact that she'd been left Joyce's SUV after her passing. Buffy behind the wheel was attempted suicide at best and quite possibly murder depending on the day; slayer reflexes be dammed the girl couldn't drive any better than Travers had been able to control her or Faith.

Well the issue of drivers was settled and when they discussed the upcoming trip they could figure out who would ride with whom, after all there were seven people and three autos. Thankfully his was small enough he could justify having Willow as his only passenger. Perhaps buys something red shiny and shaped like a penis as Buffy put it will finally come in handy. His main concern though was the purpose of this trip. If Angelus was loose again it was unlikely that Wesley would've requested anyone other than Buffy and perhaps Willow and Spike. So no Angelus, but what in the world could be going on? A few months back he'd unearthed several prophecies that seemed to be occurring in the near future, but dismissed them as fictitious as one claimed a vampire would give birth.

Figuring he'd done as much as he could for the night Giles headed up to bed. Everyone was due at his condo by 9 am that way they all had time to pack and give notice as the case may be before leaving Sunnydale just after sundown tomorrow night. Tomorrow was likely to be a very long day and rest would benefit all parties involved.

B & A

Everyone straggled into Giles' flat the following morning, munching on donuts Xander had thoughtfully provided. Even Spike had rushed in under this smoking blanket. Willow thoughtfully handed her lover a cup of tea that Giles realized he'd heavily laced with scotch, the look in his eyes confirmed his gratitude for the liquid courage.

"I suppose you're all wondering why I've called this meeting."

"Eh Watcher's stalling this aught be good." Spike snarked winking at Dawn his favorite Scooby, an action that didn't go unnoticed by Willow.

"Yes, well. We've been asked to assist Angel and his group in LA." The watcher mumbled vigorously cleaning his spotless glasses.

"What's the matter with Angel? When does he need me in LA?" Buffy asked sounding equal parts unsure and eager at the prospect of seeing her former lover and greatest love again.

"If he needs Buffy's help why are we all here? I would rather be having orgasms with Xander." The poor fellow blushed profusely at the blunt sexual outbursts made by his girlfriend. Dawn was giggling and burying her head in Spike's shoulder, much to the vampire and Willow's amusement and Buffy's irritation.

"Anya honey we've talked about this no S-E-X talk in front of Dawn or in public." The poor boy hissed blushing profusely.

"Aw Xan she's better than sex ed in school and she knows so much." Dawn whined knowing it would provoke a collective yell from the rest of the room and wasn't disappointed with the reactions she received.

Giles barely able to maintain any composure and desperately seeking an escape chose to rush ahead after Dawn and Anya had been chastised much to Dawn and Spike's amusement. "No, you misunderstood me. It's been requested that well all go to LA. We're leaving after sunset tonight, so I suggest you go home, pack what you need, tie up any loose ends, and meet here after sundown. I don't know how long we'll be gone, but I would plan on a while. Willow will ride with me the rest of you can suss out your own transportation between Spike and Xander." Then looking sharply at the young woman he considered a daughter her locked eyes with her making sure he had her full attention. "Buffy under no circumstances are you to be behind the wheel of an auto on this trip." Anticipating an argument and really feeling up to be present for the fallout Giles beat a hasty retreat much to Willow's amusement. "Now if you'll excuse me I need to pack before this evening, now I suggest you all does the same."

Unable to keep a smile off her face or her eyes from twinkling as Giles form disappeared up the stairs of his flat much the shock of the guests in his living room.

"What does he mean ALL of US?" Buffy demanded.

"Tonight? That's hardly enough time for a dozen orgasms before we leave … oh road sex that's always fun!" Anya continued off in her own world of sex and orgasmic heaven, much to horror of those around her and amusement of Spike and Dawn.

"You Little Bit are riding with me! No need for you to go blind seeing tha'!" Spike chuckled lighting a cigarette and wrapping his arm around Dawn. He really does act like her big brother Willow mused. There had always been something between the two even before the chip and Joyce's passing. Willow had kept her mouth shut under Mrs. Summers' orders on more than one occasion after finding Spike, Mrs. Summers and Dawn drinking cocoa or eating ice cream together in Buffy's kitchen. Mrs. Summers had made Spike feel like a member of the family the same as she'd done for all the other Scoobies. He'd earned his place after helping stop Angelus.

Squaring her shoulders and adopting her patented Willow resolve face she faced her crazy family. "YES, ALL of US … as in everyone at this meeting NO exceptions! I don't have all the details, neither does Giles. We'll find out when we get there. Go home pack for anything possible, thankfully its summer and we don't have to worry about Dawnie's school. Meet back here ready to leave just after sundown. Spike don't forget extra blood, there's an excellent cooler in the closet if you need it. NOW GO!"

Willow taking command of the room shocked everyone a little and amused Spike. Fortunately it worked everyone started moving and heading out to accomplish their tasks, allowing her to collapse against the door.