Title: Rain Falls On the Just (14/?)
Author: Jeffrey Patrick
Type: B/X... surprise, surprise!
Description: Conspiracy, life altering events and love. Three things we love and hate.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but some Swedish animation and a celebrity bubble gum collection. Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy and the fab folks of the WB own Buffy and all related characters. I just treat them like they're mine.
Oz didn't like the way things were turning out. He had rushed to the back of the bar after staking the vamp guard. He had assumed he would find Anya's husband John and their baby, Alex. Instead, he found John, Alex, and six vampires. In the surprise of the moment, he had managed to grab Alex and make a break for the back door where, with any luck, the Host was waiting with a getaway car. Instead, he found the door barred and locked from the inside.
"There's nowhere to go, Oz," John said, walking toward him cautiously. "Just give Alex to me, and I promise we'll make your death as quick as possible."
"As comforting as that is," Oz said dryly, "I think I'll have to pass."
"Where are you gonna go?" John said, letting the vamps step in front of him toward Oz. They stood their ground, awaiting his signal. "Even now, Angel is killing what's left of your friends. See Wolfram and Hart checked the airport security cameras at SeaTac. They saw that Willow and Tara didn't get on that plane. It's a shame really. We went to a lot of trouble to get that bomb on board their flight."
"Sorry to spoil your fun," Oz said, holding the baby close to him.
"It's quite alright," John said with a wicked smile. "We provided Angel with their location in Sunnydale. They should already be dead."
Numbness shot through Oz's body. "If that's true, you'll be the only one dying today."
"Big talk for a man without backup."
"I have backup."
"The demon out back? We have our men keeping an eye on him. He'll never get in here, even if he tries."
"Actually," Oz said with a grin. "I was referring to my friend with the crowbar."
Before John had the opportunity to turn around, he was hit across the back with a crowbar. He hit the ground hard and looked up to see his attacker. "Xander?"
"Please be a demon," Xander said, as Cordelia stepped forward with a crossbow and started dusting vampires. "Because I am SO gonna kill you."
Buffy stepped into the hospital and headed straight for the morgue. Unfortunately, she was all too familiar with the place. Willow was sitting in the same waiting area that Buffy and the others had occupied after Joyce died. Buffy's heart broke at the sight of her dearest friend. She was still in shock.
"Will?"
Willow looked up at the Slayer. "She's gone."
"I know." Buffy sat down next to her, and put her arm around her. "I'm sorry. We don't know how Angel found out."
"She was... pale. So pale. She had lost a lot of..."
"I know."
"We have to go, don't we?"
"When you're ready. We need to stop Angel before he has time to regroup. Otherwise..."
"I know. He has to be stopped. He has to pay."
"He will," Buffy said, squeezing her hand. "I promise. We'll make him pay."
"I can't believe this," Faith said, packing her bag. Giles was waiting for her at Buffy's front door. "Poor Willow."
"Buffy went to collect her," Giles said. "We can't wait here for Angel to make his next move."
"He's Angelus," Faith said. "Our Angel would never do these things."
"I know," Giles said. "But we don't have the luxury of mourning him or the others yet. Xander and the others are in terrible danger. We will meet up with them in L.A. and take the fight to Angel, er... Angelus."
"Yeah. But won't the Wolfram and Hart people be expecting us?"
"Likely they will. But what choice do we have? They will keep coming for us. Now that Angel knows we are on to him, it raises the stakes. It's too bad we didn't have time continue your charade. Having someone on the inside would have been helpful."
"No doubt. But the jig is up. No going back now."
"Need help?" Oz asked, handing Alex to Cordelia. The vamps were dust. All that remained was John.
"No thanks," Xander said. "This one's mine."
"You're supposed to be out of the picture," John said, standing up. "Lost in some demon dimension."
"Yeah, well, I didn't really fit in there. Besides, there are people here I need to kill. Now, come on. Show me your demon face."
"I'm not a demon."
Xander nailed him with the crowbar in the side of the head. John went down, but quickly recovered. "Yeah, that's why you're still awake. All humans could take that kind of punishment."
"Why is it so important to know I'm a demon?" John asked. His eyes had suddenly taken on a greenish glow.
Wearing an emotionless face, Xander drove the crowbar through John's heart. The demon dropped to the ground. "Because I don't kill humans," Xander said, kicking the body. "Glad you didn't count."
Author: Jeffrey Patrick
Type: B/X... surprise, surprise!
Description: Conspiracy, life altering events and love. Three things we love and hate.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but some Swedish animation and a celebrity bubble gum collection. Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy and the fab folks of the WB own Buffy and all related characters. I just treat them like they're mine.
Oz didn't like the way things were turning out. He had rushed to the back of the bar after staking the vamp guard. He had assumed he would find Anya's husband John and their baby, Alex. Instead, he found John, Alex, and six vampires. In the surprise of the moment, he had managed to grab Alex and make a break for the back door where, with any luck, the Host was waiting with a getaway car. Instead, he found the door barred and locked from the inside.
"There's nowhere to go, Oz," John said, walking toward him cautiously. "Just give Alex to me, and I promise we'll make your death as quick as possible."
"As comforting as that is," Oz said dryly, "I think I'll have to pass."
"Where are you gonna go?" John said, letting the vamps step in front of him toward Oz. They stood their ground, awaiting his signal. "Even now, Angel is killing what's left of your friends. See Wolfram and Hart checked the airport security cameras at SeaTac. They saw that Willow and Tara didn't get on that plane. It's a shame really. We went to a lot of trouble to get that bomb on board their flight."
"Sorry to spoil your fun," Oz said, holding the baby close to him.
"It's quite alright," John said with a wicked smile. "We provided Angel with their location in Sunnydale. They should already be dead."
Numbness shot through Oz's body. "If that's true, you'll be the only one dying today."
"Big talk for a man without backup."
"I have backup."
"The demon out back? We have our men keeping an eye on him. He'll never get in here, even if he tries."
"Actually," Oz said with a grin. "I was referring to my friend with the crowbar."
Before John had the opportunity to turn around, he was hit across the back with a crowbar. He hit the ground hard and looked up to see his attacker. "Xander?"
"Please be a demon," Xander said, as Cordelia stepped forward with a crossbow and started dusting vampires. "Because I am SO gonna kill you."
Buffy stepped into the hospital and headed straight for the morgue. Unfortunately, she was all too familiar with the place. Willow was sitting in the same waiting area that Buffy and the others had occupied after Joyce died. Buffy's heart broke at the sight of her dearest friend. She was still in shock.
"Will?"
Willow looked up at the Slayer. "She's gone."
"I know." Buffy sat down next to her, and put her arm around her. "I'm sorry. We don't know how Angel found out."
"She was... pale. So pale. She had lost a lot of..."
"I know."
"We have to go, don't we?"
"When you're ready. We need to stop Angel before he has time to regroup. Otherwise..."
"I know. He has to be stopped. He has to pay."
"He will," Buffy said, squeezing her hand. "I promise. We'll make him pay."
"I can't believe this," Faith said, packing her bag. Giles was waiting for her at Buffy's front door. "Poor Willow."
"Buffy went to collect her," Giles said. "We can't wait here for Angel to make his next move."
"He's Angelus," Faith said. "Our Angel would never do these things."
"I know," Giles said. "But we don't have the luxury of mourning him or the others yet. Xander and the others are in terrible danger. We will meet up with them in L.A. and take the fight to Angel, er... Angelus."
"Yeah. But won't the Wolfram and Hart people be expecting us?"
"Likely they will. But what choice do we have? They will keep coming for us. Now that Angel knows we are on to him, it raises the stakes. It's too bad we didn't have time continue your charade. Having someone on the inside would have been helpful."
"No doubt. But the jig is up. No going back now."
"Need help?" Oz asked, handing Alex to Cordelia. The vamps were dust. All that remained was John.
"No thanks," Xander said. "This one's mine."
"You're supposed to be out of the picture," John said, standing up. "Lost in some demon dimension."
"Yeah, well, I didn't really fit in there. Besides, there are people here I need to kill. Now, come on. Show me your demon face."
"I'm not a demon."
Xander nailed him with the crowbar in the side of the head. John went down, but quickly recovered. "Yeah, that's why you're still awake. All humans could take that kind of punishment."
"Why is it so important to know I'm a demon?" John asked. His eyes had suddenly taken on a greenish glow.
Wearing an emotionless face, Xander drove the crowbar through John's heart. The demon dropped to the ground. "Because I don't kill humans," Xander said, kicking the body. "Glad you didn't count."