A/N: Bits of this are similar to Season 3 episode Helpless
Previously: Before she could fight off the vampires or the magic-spouting demon, she was released and quickly fell to the ground…
Back at the Hyperion…
"Where's Dany?" asked Angel.
"Danielle went out," said Cordy. "Why?"
"Patrol?"
"I don't know Angel," replied Cordy. "Why are you acting all Papa Bear for?" she asked him.
"I just have a bad feeling that something's wrong."
"You're right about that," said a voice. Cordy and Angel turned towards the voice. "Whistler?"
(A/N: Not sure where he came from, but now he's here…destiny and all that crap…keep reading)
Dany's POV
It was sometime later, not sure how long exactly, when I awoke. When I did I found myself inside what looked like the living room of a dilapidated house. As I looked around, my eye sight adjusting all I saw was a few crappy pieces of furniture, some old newspapers and a small fire in the fireplace. The fire was the only thing providing any kind of light.
I got to my knees, then my feet slowly. Standing still until the room stopped spinning, I went over to a door, but I found it to be locked. Then I realized I was feeling a bit odd and my arm was a bit sore. 'Probably from the fight earlier' Putting my hand on my sore arm, I quickly found out I was still bleeding. I wasn't sure exactly what was happening other than this was bad. I shouldn't still be bleeding.Re-focusing on the immediate situation I thought, 'Okay Dany, think, come on think. The front door is locked so find another way out'
Searching the small house, I found the downstairs windows bricked up. So I climbed a flight of stairs, thinking that maybe I could climb, or if necessary, jump out the upstairs windows. That plan wasn't meant to be, though.
As I made my way upstairs, I soon was met by a vampire, one that was not of the nice variety. He chased me (of course!) back down the stairs and soon pinned me against the wall in the living room.
I should have been able to fight this vampire and dust it. Why couldn't I?
'Travers has to be behind this' I thought. 'Being cornered in the cemetery on patrol was odd enough, but that demon, the one that spoke…was it Latin?'
My strength was gone and this was it. It was happening. The dream I had two years ago, the massacre that the Council was planning had to be going down right now, if not now then very soon and Quentin Travers wanted me out of the way. These past two years, nothing involving the Council had happened. Travers must have known that Ethan had not killed me, he was just biding his time.
The vampire had his hand wrapped around my throat, then he said, "I'm looking forward to hearing you scream, so any last words?"
My eyes spotted the fire. "You first," I said as I brought my knee up and made contact with his groin area. Vampire or not, that still hurt. He crumpled to the floor, but before I could do anything else he quickly got up and knocked me to the floor with a punch to the face and I went down. My head made contact with floor, hard. My vision was fading as the vampire leaned over me. I kicked out, my foot making contact and pushing him towards the fireplace. Then I was out like a light.
3rd person POV
At the Hyperion…
"Whistler? As the Higher Being responsible for everything that goes wrong with your life?" asked Cordy.
"Hey, not everything goes wrong!" Whistler said. "Besides, I'm more of a messenger."
"Oh," said Cordy. "Then can we change the whole 'don't shoot the messenger' thing? Because I'm sick of bad news."
"Cordelia enough," Angel said to the Seer. Looking at Whistler he asked him, "What's wrong now?"
"It's Danielle. She's in trouble."
"I knew it!" Angel said, getting ready to storm off, but Whistler stop him.
"Angel you can't help her."
"Like hell I can't." He starts to leave, but Whistler steps in front of him. The two of them stare at each other. "If I can't help her, then why did you come here?"
" 'Cause you were pacing and driving some very important Beings crazy. Look Angel, she'll be fine. Yes she is in trouble right now, but she will be okay. However what is gonna happen next, she needs to face on her own."
At the run down house…
Danielle was still unconscious and the vampire caught on fire. Before he turned to dust, he bumped into the newspapers, catching them on fire. These flames quickly spread to some old grease stains, not to mention some gasoline that was conveniently left there. A fire starts and ran rampant through the house.
The Council did not want Danielle to come out alive.
Ethan, back in Sunnydale, (yeah the run-down house is in Sunnydale) had heard of the Council being in town and decided to check this out. Coming upon a burning building, he also notices the Council as well. More specifically Travers and two of his henchmen, for lack of a better term, standing outside of the burning building.
"Sir, the Slayer has not been reported exiting the building," said Lackey #1.
"She is still inside?" asks Travers. "Good. Then she will burn like the demon child she is."
Quentin Travers climbs into the vehicle parked close by and is driven away. Once the henchmen leave as well, Ethan races inside. Finding Danielle, he gets her outside quickly and rouses her awake. Coughing and trying to get fresh air in her lungs, she sees Ethan. She looks at him and gives him a small smile.
"Thank you," she says in almost a whisper, her voice raspy before coughing again.