The Bargain, Chapter 6
The end of the line.
Disclaimer: Once again, I own nothing to the extent of Buffy.
At Sunnydale airport, things were bustling. Willow and Tara were looking for rumors on the different flights going to Maine. There were three going to different parts of Maine. They stood there, not knowing what to pick. Finally, Anya came running up to them.
"You won't believe this." Anya stated, "But that man over there at the bar told me of supernatural rumors from a place called Seaport Village in Maine."
"Kendra might be heading there." Willow piped up.
Lucy floated in after them. "Chances are good that it is true, Friend Willow." Lucy pointed down the corridor of gates, "And there's a flight leaving at gate 53."
"Well, it's the closest thing we have to a lead." Willow stated, getting her carry-on bag.
"Let's do this." Tara was excited. "Real Scooby work."
"All right, you go take care of those, and I'll go find Kendra."
Anya, Willow and Tara all walked down the brightly lit corridor, which was no short walk, until they reached gate 53. There, they were able to buy three value seats. However, those seats were one way seats.
"We're not staying in Maine." Anya tried to tell the ticket seller.
"But the value seats are only one ways."
"We don't live in Maine."
"Anya," Willow said, "Don't worry, we'll get back to Sunnydale."
"All right." Anya said.
The three boarded the plane and sat down.
"This is fun, our little vacation." Tara said, squeezing Willow's hand.
"Yeah." Willow replied, kissing her.
"Am I the only one that sees this as a challenge?" Anya asked, "I mean, we're dealing with D'Hoffryn a very powerful demon."
"That's why we have the Auros." Willow replied.
Anya glanced at Willow's handbag (which contained the Auros) and then looked down the aisle. Then, she pushed the hostess call button.
"Can I get some peanuts?" She asked.
"We haven't taken off yet." Willow whispered, "you have to wait till we take off."
"That's a dumb rule."
While the Scoobies were heading towards Maine, Kendra and Spike stopped during the night in a little city outside of Atlantic City. There, open in the middle of the night, was a tourist center, they went inside.
There, at the desk, sat a balding man in what looked like an officer's uniform.
"How can I help you?" The man asked.
"Well," Kendra started. "My boyfriend and I are on a tour of different supernatural sights in the US And we were wondering if there were any nearby?"
"Boyfriend?" Spike mused.
Kendra poked him in the chest and smiled nervously at the cop.
The cop scratched his head. "Well, I know of this dirt clod town in Maine that's been having troubles."
"Really?"
"Yeah, called something like Seaport Village." The cop mused, "Not a big town. But it has had its share of vampire problems."
"Thank you," Kendra said, pulling Spike out of the visitor center.
"No problem." The cop said, morphing in D'Hoffryn after the winnebago pulled out of the parking lot. "No problem, Kendra." He laughed. "Moth to the flame."
Then, D'Hoffryn looked down at the corpse of the cop he'd just killed prior to Spike and Kendra's arrival. "Moth to the flame, one more push for Kendra oughta do it."
Around midnight, after having to switch flights four times due to plane troubles, the three Scoobies made their way into Seaport Village. They stared at the dark and empty streets that were visible at night, wondering where the vampires were.
"We'd better get a hotel room. Kendra can't see me." Willow stated.
"Right." Tara said. "Plus, we need to get on with the shut-eye before we cast the spell."
Willow and Anya knew what was at stake if they didn't succeed within the next twenty four hours. So they ended up putting aside their disputes to look at the bigger picture at hand.
Meanwhile, it was Kendra's turn to drive. She stopped the winnebago at a rest area thirty miles outside of Seaport Village. Upon coming out of the bathroom, she ran into Lucy.
"How fares it, Friend Kendra?" Lucy asked.
"It's all falling into place."
"Willow and Tara are fixing it so you don't have to get your revenge."
"You don't get it, do you, Lucy?" Kendra said, stone serious. "I never wanted to cross over, I only wanted revenge."
Suddenly, Kendra's eyes flashed black, as black as D'Hoffryn's.
"You don't mean that, it is not in your book." Lucy reminded her.
"I've done things on this trip that wouldn't ever end up in the book." Kendra was stone fixed, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have one more to do."
"What are you talking about?" Lucy said, "Drusilla's not here."
"No, but another one is." Kendra's voice went cold, "And he's also to blame for my death."
"You don't know what you're doing," Lucy protested.
"Go away, now." Kendra replied, her voice now an animal growl.
Lucy left to find Willow.
Creeping along the Winnebago silently, she grabbed one of her stakes. Then she climbed in the back where Spike was laid out. She aimed the stake over his heart and started to plunge it. However, Spike grabbed it at the last minute.
"What do you think you're doing, Slayer," he asked.
The end of the line.
Disclaimer: Once again, I own nothing to the extent of Buffy.
At Sunnydale airport, things were bustling. Willow and Tara were looking for rumors on the different flights going to Maine. There were three going to different parts of Maine. They stood there, not knowing what to pick. Finally, Anya came running up to them.
"You won't believe this." Anya stated, "But that man over there at the bar told me of supernatural rumors from a place called Seaport Village in Maine."
"Kendra might be heading there." Willow piped up.
Lucy floated in after them. "Chances are good that it is true, Friend Willow." Lucy pointed down the corridor of gates, "And there's a flight leaving at gate 53."
"Well, it's the closest thing we have to a lead." Willow stated, getting her carry-on bag.
"Let's do this." Tara was excited. "Real Scooby work."
"All right, you go take care of those, and I'll go find Kendra."
Anya, Willow and Tara all walked down the brightly lit corridor, which was no short walk, until they reached gate 53. There, they were able to buy three value seats. However, those seats were one way seats.
"We're not staying in Maine." Anya tried to tell the ticket seller.
"But the value seats are only one ways."
"We don't live in Maine."
"Anya," Willow said, "Don't worry, we'll get back to Sunnydale."
"All right." Anya said.
The three boarded the plane and sat down.
"This is fun, our little vacation." Tara said, squeezing Willow's hand.
"Yeah." Willow replied, kissing her.
"Am I the only one that sees this as a challenge?" Anya asked, "I mean, we're dealing with D'Hoffryn a very powerful demon."
"That's why we have the Auros." Willow replied.
Anya glanced at Willow's handbag (which contained the Auros) and then looked down the aisle. Then, she pushed the hostess call button.
"Can I get some peanuts?" She asked.
"We haven't taken off yet." Willow whispered, "you have to wait till we take off."
"That's a dumb rule."
While the Scoobies were heading towards Maine, Kendra and Spike stopped during the night in a little city outside of Atlantic City. There, open in the middle of the night, was a tourist center, they went inside.
There, at the desk, sat a balding man in what looked like an officer's uniform.
"How can I help you?" The man asked.
"Well," Kendra started. "My boyfriend and I are on a tour of different supernatural sights in the US And we were wondering if there were any nearby?"
"Boyfriend?" Spike mused.
Kendra poked him in the chest and smiled nervously at the cop.
The cop scratched his head. "Well, I know of this dirt clod town in Maine that's been having troubles."
"Really?"
"Yeah, called something like Seaport Village." The cop mused, "Not a big town. But it has had its share of vampire problems."
"Thank you," Kendra said, pulling Spike out of the visitor center.
"No problem." The cop said, morphing in D'Hoffryn after the winnebago pulled out of the parking lot. "No problem, Kendra." He laughed. "Moth to the flame."
Then, D'Hoffryn looked down at the corpse of the cop he'd just killed prior to Spike and Kendra's arrival. "Moth to the flame, one more push for Kendra oughta do it."
Around midnight, after having to switch flights four times due to plane troubles, the three Scoobies made their way into Seaport Village. They stared at the dark and empty streets that were visible at night, wondering where the vampires were.
"We'd better get a hotel room. Kendra can't see me." Willow stated.
"Right." Tara said. "Plus, we need to get on with the shut-eye before we cast the spell."
Willow and Anya knew what was at stake if they didn't succeed within the next twenty four hours. So they ended up putting aside their disputes to look at the bigger picture at hand.
Meanwhile, it was Kendra's turn to drive. She stopped the winnebago at a rest area thirty miles outside of Seaport Village. Upon coming out of the bathroom, she ran into Lucy.
"How fares it, Friend Kendra?" Lucy asked.
"It's all falling into place."
"Willow and Tara are fixing it so you don't have to get your revenge."
"You don't get it, do you, Lucy?" Kendra said, stone serious. "I never wanted to cross over, I only wanted revenge."
Suddenly, Kendra's eyes flashed black, as black as D'Hoffryn's.
"You don't mean that, it is not in your book." Lucy reminded her.
"I've done things on this trip that wouldn't ever end up in the book." Kendra was stone fixed, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have one more to do."
"What are you talking about?" Lucy said, "Drusilla's not here."
"No, but another one is." Kendra's voice went cold, "And he's also to blame for my death."
"You don't know what you're doing," Lucy protested.
"Go away, now." Kendra replied, her voice now an animal growl.
Lucy left to find Willow.
Creeping along the Winnebago silently, she grabbed one of her stakes. Then she climbed in the back where Spike was laid out. She aimed the stake over his heart and started to plunge it. However, Spike grabbed it at the last minute.
"What do you think you're doing, Slayer," he asked.