DAY THREE
When Giles finally produced a picture of the two-headed "pet," he took his glasses off and scratched his forehead. "The beast you encountered is called a 'diberus.' The only reported sightings of it resemble your own. That is to say, no wild diberi have ever been observed."
"And their masters?" Buffy inquired.
"Well, I'm afraid there's not much information about the owners of these beasts; none, actually. It seems no one who has searched for them ever returned."
"Sounds like a case for the game warden," Xander offered.
Having accepted the fact that her job description occasionally included "hunter," Buffy said, "I guess it's time to track down one of these 'masters.'"
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By that evening, Willow, Tara and Giles had found a tracking spell that could work. Willow called Buffy. She told her she had to take some time to relax and clear her mind in preparation for the tracking spell. Willow recommended Buffy go to the beach the following morning, alone. The combination of lying still on white sand while listening to the waves seemed just the recipe Buffy would need in order to make herself more receptive to the spell Willow and Tara intended to cast.
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Meanwhile, Spike was doing some tracking of his own. He planned to find Riley and tell him Buffy was in trouble. *That should get him back to Sunnydale, * he thought, *Then the slayer will realize she hasn't missed him and doesn't love him. The she'll be able to see what I already know-that there's something between us that can't be ignored. *
He had stocked up on blood from the butcher in Sunnydale with whom he had an 'agreement'-protection from baddies in exchange for meals. He took that with him as he drove all night for two nights, finding dark places to sleep in during the days.
When Giles finally produced a picture of the two-headed "pet," he took his glasses off and scratched his forehead. "The beast you encountered is called a 'diberus.' The only reported sightings of it resemble your own. That is to say, no wild diberi have ever been observed."
"And their masters?" Buffy inquired.
"Well, I'm afraid there's not much information about the owners of these beasts; none, actually. It seems no one who has searched for them ever returned."
"Sounds like a case for the game warden," Xander offered.
Having accepted the fact that her job description occasionally included "hunter," Buffy said, "I guess it's time to track down one of these 'masters.'"
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By that evening, Willow, Tara and Giles had found a tracking spell that could work. Willow called Buffy. She told her she had to take some time to relax and clear her mind in preparation for the tracking spell. Willow recommended Buffy go to the beach the following morning, alone. The combination of lying still on white sand while listening to the waves seemed just the recipe Buffy would need in order to make herself more receptive to the spell Willow and Tara intended to cast.
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Meanwhile, Spike was doing some tracking of his own. He planned to find Riley and tell him Buffy was in trouble. *That should get him back to Sunnydale, * he thought, *Then the slayer will realize she hasn't missed him and doesn't love him. The she'll be able to see what I already know-that there's something between us that can't be ignored. *
He had stocked up on blood from the butcher in Sunnydale with whom he had an 'agreement'-protection from baddies in exchange for meals. He took that with him as he drove all night for two nights, finding dark places to sleep in during the days.