A/N: An ode to that one fucked-up patrol on the Moon.

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Prompt 11: WAYPOINT

"Not seeing it."

Daniels was in her ear. "Are you sure?"

River forced herself to grit her teeth as she stared at the very-obviously-empty mouth of the Lost Sector, and remained very silent. Daniels picked up on that - or maybe he heard her teeth start cracking from the pressure - and backtracked. "Sorry. Toland was pretty specific."

"Well, Toland can eat a great big bag of dicks." She turned around and headed back out of the Lost Sector, seething as the waypoint reappeared in the same place. "Clementine, come on, man."

Clem chuckled nervously. "Sorry. That's all the data I have."

River took two stiff steps back inside the cave, groaning as the waypoint yet again appeared behind her. "That's it, I'm gonna kill him. I'm gonna shove him down some Knight's throat and blow him up. No one'll ever know. I'll just say 'Oh, that annoying ball of ass? Last time I saw him, he was floating into the Hellmouth! So sad!'"

Daniels, to his credit, had removed his headset before he started cackling. Wheezing as he put it back on, the Exo asked, "What's around you?"

"Cave," she replied flatly. "Clem, gimme a scan again."

The Ghost scanned the cave for the third time, coming up with nothing out of the ordinary. Daniels seemed to deliberate for a moment before very, very quietly suggesting, "Have you tried above ground?"

A witty remark was born and quickly died on her tongue. Wordlessly, she walked out of the cave, clambered up top - and Toland reappeared to her, ready to spew whatever worthless knowledge he had. She could hear Daniels breaking again, laughter bubbling over as she grabbed Toland - who let out an undignified squeal - and chucked him as hard as she could into the distance before removing the patrol from her to-do list.