Title: Different Worlds
Author: Sara6255
Rating: PG-13 - R (Bad language)
Pairing: C/X, W/O, S/D, A/B eventually
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone or anything. (So sad)
Distribution: Sure, but please ask first.
Summary: This is an AU fic in answer to a challenge: Angel is like a "Bad Boy" who was raised on the tough side of Sunnydale. Buffy is a normal girl. Buffy and Angel despise each other because they are so different, (for now). They all go to school at Sunnydale High. Spike and Angel are brothers and they have an older brother, Kyle and Faith is their sister. Giles is Buffy's legal guardian because Joyce is dead.
Spoilers: None, a totally AU story
Feedback: I need it to survive!
Author's Notes: This comes from a challenge from Joana. You can e-mail her at: lslayerp@yahoo.com
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Jack was standing about 10 feet away from Buffy and he had a huge grin on his face; Buffy was half-tempted to slap it off, but she knew that would only make things worse.
She tried to hide her fear, "I shoulda known you being dead was too good to be true."
Jack held the grin and strolled over to her, "I must say, you do know how to protect yourself...usually." He pulled a switch blade out of his pocket.
Buffy scoffed, "Those haven't been used since the 50s. But these..." she pulled the gun that Faith had given her from the back of her jeans and pointed it at Jack.
Jack smiled, "Try it."
Buffy pulled the trigger, but nothing happened. She shook it and tried again; nothing happened. In two seconds, Jack was on her and he grabbed the gun out of her hand and laughed, "You have to cock the gun first my dear." He cocked the gun, pointed it towards the sky and acted like he was going to fire it, but didn't, "O yes, we must not alert your friends."
Buffy tried to run, but Jack threw the gun across the street and pounced on Buffy. They both fell to the ground and Jack pinned Buffy to the ground with his weight and held her hands above her head. She tried to get away, but he was too strong.
Buffy was beyond anger; now it was fear, "Please Jack, don't do this."
Jack smiled, "You know, I thought about that, but I decided on something a little more effective."
He held on to her arms tightly and got up, pulling her up with him, then he slammed her against a gate that went around a park. Buffy hit the gate with a hard slam and her legs buckled and she almost fell, but Jack caught her, "You know what really pisses Angel off? When his friends come home with bruises and such. So I figured, he'd get the message better if I just beat the hell out of you. I hate to hurt that pretty little face of yours, but, it's strictly business."
He held her against the gate with one hand and backhanded her with the other hand as hard as he could. The pain shot through Buffy's face and she cried out.
Jack covered her mouth, "Shh...close your eyes, this will be over in a while."
Buffy wanted so badly to scream, or try to get away, but she knew that it would make everything worse, besides he was too strong. Buffy closed her eyes and tired to concentrate on something other than the incredible pain that she felt everywhere.
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Buffy lay on the ground not moving for ten minutes after Jack took off. Every part of her body hurt and she knew that getting up would kill her. Buffy felt rain drops on her face and it felt so good, anything to relieve the pain. But then it started raining hard and she knew that if she stayed there, she would freeze to death. She grabbed a hold of one of the bars on the gate and slowly sat up. Immediately, she felt the pain in her arms and mostly her head. She held on to the bar tightly and slowly pulled herself up. Her legs practically gave out from under her and she fell against the gate. She stood there for a minute and let her head rush pass, then she slowly let go of the gate to make sure that she wasn't going to fall over. By now, she was soaked from head to toe and was already cold. She staggered away from the gate and headed towards Angel's house; it was closer and safer. About a block away from Angel's house, Buffy spotted Giles' car on the side of the road and almost started laughing, "You stupid fucking moron." She said to herself aloud. She had totally forgotten that she had driven to Angel's house. No wonder she didn't remember walking there. She contemplated driving home, but she knew that she must have looked like a train wreck and if Giles saw her, he would freak out. Besides, Angel knew how to deal with these situations. She staggered to Angel's front door and tried to make herself look a little better, but obviously, she couldn't do it. She rang the doorbell and leaned against the wall to keep from falling over. She waited a minute, but no one answered, so she rang the bell again. Still no one answered, so she pounded on the door with her fist as hard as she could, but she didn't have any strength. Finally she heard footsteps and soon she saw a silhouette through the window that looked like Faith. When she opened the door, Faith's mouth fell to the floor when she saw Buffy. Buffy was drenched from the rain, she had a split lip, her left eye was puffy and as black as a tire, and she had small, grayish colored bruises on her cheeks.
"Oh my god, Buffy! What happened!?" Faith waited for a response, but got none.
She took Buffy's hand and pulled her inside and shut the door. Buffy lost her balance and fell right into Faith. Faith caught her and almost fell over. Everyone was in a different room, so Faith had to holler to get someone's attention, "A little god-damn help here, please!"
Kyle was the first to answer Faith's "cry" for help. He saw Buffy and ran over to help. He picked her up and sat her on the couch. Soon, everyone else came into the room and saw Buffy. Angel just about went through the roof, "What the hell happened?" He looked at Faith.
She threw her arms in the air, "Hell if I know!"
Angel sat by Buffy, "Buffy, what happened."
Buffy opened her mouth to speak, but barely got out a rasp, "I'm so sorry. I should have listened."
Angel asked, like he didn't already know, "Who did this?"
Buffy squeaked, "Jack."
Faith ran upstairs to her room, and Cordelia and Dru grabbed some blankets and wrapped them around Buffy. Faith came back downstairs and had a pair of flannel pajamas. She pushed everyone away from Buffy, "First, we have to get her out of these clothes; she's gonna get hypothermia."
Cordelia and Dru helped Faith stand Buffy up and they led her to the bathroom to change. Angel got up and dumped over the coffee table and everything on it, crashed to the floor, "That son-of-a-bitch!"
Xander was standing by the door, "Dammit, I told you we should have killed that fucker when we had the chance!"
Kyle was standing by the couch, "He's challenging us, you know. He wants us to fight back."
Spike was sitting on a chair, "I really don't think he needs to worry about that."
The girls came out of the bathroom; Buffy was dry and had a towel wrapped around her wet hair. They helped her back to the couch and she sat down. Spike went to the kitchen and came back with a glass of water; he handed it to Buffy, "Here pet, drink this."
Buffy took the water and slowly drank it. She gave the empty glass back to Spike and smiled at him, "Thank you." She whispered.
Angel held her hand, "Buffy, what happened?"
Buffy took a deep breath, "I was walking home, and-"
"Wait, you were walking home? I thought Willow was picking you up."
Buffy looked down at the ground. Angel's face got red like he was about ready to blow up, but he didn't. Instead, he took a breath, "Never mind that, what happened with Jack?"
Buffy looked at Angel again, "He came up from behind me. I thought he was going to kill me, but instead, he did this. Just before he left, he told me that this was a gift for you, and that it was your move. What was he talking about?"
"Basically, he said, 'come kill me.'"
"Oh, ok..."
"Are you ok?"
Buffy looked at him like he was insane, "Do I look OK? I can't see out of my left eye, my mouth hurts when I try to talk...my whole face hurts, as do my legs, arms, and especially my back."
"Your back?"
"Yea, he slammed me against that gate by the park a few times. I lost count after about the third time. Oh yea, I'm cold as all hell too. You wanna know what really pissed me off though? I forgot that I drove here in Giles' car. I was way preoccupied with this Jack thing, so I forgot about the fuckin' car. This never would have happened if I had any brains!"
Buffy looked around and could see everyone starting to laugh, so she gave them all a death look, "Don't even think about it."
They saw her face and their smiles vanished...for a minute.
Buffy looked at Angel again, "I'm sorry I lied; it's just that you guys have done so much for me and I don't want to put you guys out anymore. And Angel, you still haven't healed all the way, you need to be resting, not running around, and worrying about me."
Faith stepped in, "B, you totally don't get it. There is no you anymore, it's all us. You are NEVER to go ANYWHERE alone anymore. You are a part of us now, and that is the only way that you are going to be safe."
"Yea, I get it now. Don't worry, I don't want this to happen again. I must really be pissing you guys off."
Buffy waited for someone to object to her remark, but no one did, they just smiled at her; that didn't make her feel any better. Buffy remembered Giles, "Oh, Giles, what do I do? Should I go home and tell him that I ran into a door and it decided to fight back?" Everyone chuckled at that.
Faith studied Buffy's face, "No, you better stay here tonight. I know from experience, it should be a lot better tomorrow morning." She looked at Buffy's arms and legs. "You can sleep in my bed, I'll take the floor; you need as much comfort as possible to heal the bruises. You should bring some ice for your eye and lip."
Buffy smiled and tried to shift her body, but winced.
Cordelia grabbed a bottle of aspirin out of her bag, "Oh yes, you can't forget the aspirin." She threw the bottle at Faith.
Spike came back into the living room, "We hit him on his home turf...so to speak."
Buffy looked at Spike, "Home turf?"
"Satan Street."
"Satan Street?"
"Ironic isn't it?"
Angel nodded, "Not a bad idea."
Buffy was confused, "Satan Street? Is that where Jack lives or something?"
Kyle explained to Buffy, "No, Satan St. is way on the other side of town, close to where Jack lives. He and all his friends and a bunch of other people from his school. They are always there on Friday night, so that's when we hit. All of his friends will be there, but we call him out alone, and he'll go. See, he has a lot of pride, and while most people would bring a thousand other people with them, Jack will go alone, as long as we call him out in front of everyone. He thinks he has this big, bad-ass reputation that he wants to protect, so he'll go alone just to look cool and so people won't think he's a wimp, even though no one else would ever go alone. And then, we beat him down.
Buffy kinda understood, "Ok, makes sense...sorta. But, you said we're on their turf, so how does that make us safe? There will be a whole lot of them, can't they like ambush us?"
Everyone there, except for Jack's friends know better than to mess with us, or Jack and his gang. They know that if they even try anything, they might never see the light of day again; so we don't need to worry about them, just Jack and his friends."
Buffy smiled, "Ok, now I get it."
Angel thought for a minute, "Tomorrow night."
"Ok, it's a plan." Faith walked over to Buffy, "Come on B, you need sleep."
Buffy slowly stood up, "What about Giles?"
Xander smiled, "I'll call Willow and fill her in...sorta, then you can call Giles."
Buffy smiled, "Thanks Xander."
"No problem."
Buffy followed Faith up to her room and sat on the bed.
"Ok B, I'll go get you some ice."
"Thanks Faith, I so appreciate this."
"No problem, now relax."
Faith went downstairs, got the ice, and brought it back to Buffy, "I'll be up in a while."
"Ok, Good night."
"Night."
Faith went back downstairs and joined the conversation.
Angel was holding his shoulder a little bit, "Ok, tomorrow night, we get him."
Xander was totally serious, "Can we kill him this time?"
Kyle, "No, we DON'T kill him. Just forget killing him. I want him to die, believe me, but we can't kill him. If we do, it will eventually be traced back to us, and if that happens, we are all fucked. As long as he stays alive, he doesn't have to stay...healthy."
Faith: "What about Buffy? Are we going to bring her along?"
Angel: "No, she needs to stay out of the line of fire."
Cordelia: "Do you think she will be safe with none of us around?"
Dru: "They have ways of finding out where she lives, maybe they already know. She should stay with us, especially tomorrow night."
Kyle: "She's right, she's safer with us than she is at her home."
Angel: Safer? How is being with us on a night like tomorrow safer?"
Xander: "We can protect her."
Spike: "Angel, if you want to keep her alive, at least one of us has to be with her at all times."
Angel: "Ok, fine; she goes, but don't let her out of your sight. She is such an amateur at this shit. She could be in so much danger."
Faith: "Don't worry, if things get to heavy, she can bail and I'll take her home and stay with her. Besides, this might get her to realize what she's a part of now, and it might wake her up; I mean, she obviously doesn't really realize how dangerous it is, otherwise she never would have walked home at all, much less alone. This is a sure way to bring her down to OUR Earth."
Angel: "Ok, you're right."
Kyle: "Tomorrow, we all go "armed and dangerous" so to speak. Who knows if any of Jack's friends will try to come to the rescue."
Faith: "Um, may I suggest something? I think someone needs to teach Buffy how to shoot. I gave her a gun and it obviously did no good."
Angel: "Good idea; I'd do it, but I'll probably end up shooting myself with this damn arm."
Faith: "No sweat, I can do it. Hey, are you going to school tomorrow?"
Angel: "Yea, my arm is good enough now."
Faith: "Should Buffy and I skip tomorrow so I can teach her too shoot? I really don't think that a few hours after school is enough."
Kyle: "Yea, skip tomorrow; practice all day. She needs to be a pro if she is going to stay alive."
Faith: "Got it. Well, I' off to bed. Night all."
Everyone exchanged 'goodnights,' and they all went to bed.
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End of part 12.
(This is not my best chapter; I have a cold and don't feel well, so I just kinda rushed through it, so if it doesn't make much sense, sorry. The next chapter will be better.) :o)
Author: Sara6255
Rating: PG-13 - R (Bad language)
Pairing: C/X, W/O, S/D, A/B eventually
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone or anything. (So sad)
Distribution: Sure, but please ask first.
Summary: This is an AU fic in answer to a challenge: Angel is like a "Bad Boy" who was raised on the tough side of Sunnydale. Buffy is a normal girl. Buffy and Angel despise each other because they are so different, (for now). They all go to school at Sunnydale High. Spike and Angel are brothers and they have an older brother, Kyle and Faith is their sister. Giles is Buffy's legal guardian because Joyce is dead.
Spoilers: None, a totally AU story
Feedback: I need it to survive!
Author's Notes: This comes from a challenge from Joana. You can e-mail her at: lslayerp@yahoo.com
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Jack was standing about 10 feet away from Buffy and he had a huge grin on his face; Buffy was half-tempted to slap it off, but she knew that would only make things worse.
She tried to hide her fear, "I shoulda known you being dead was too good to be true."
Jack held the grin and strolled over to her, "I must say, you do know how to protect yourself...usually." He pulled a switch blade out of his pocket.
Buffy scoffed, "Those haven't been used since the 50s. But these..." she pulled the gun that Faith had given her from the back of her jeans and pointed it at Jack.
Jack smiled, "Try it."
Buffy pulled the trigger, but nothing happened. She shook it and tried again; nothing happened. In two seconds, Jack was on her and he grabbed the gun out of her hand and laughed, "You have to cock the gun first my dear." He cocked the gun, pointed it towards the sky and acted like he was going to fire it, but didn't, "O yes, we must not alert your friends."
Buffy tried to run, but Jack threw the gun across the street and pounced on Buffy. They both fell to the ground and Jack pinned Buffy to the ground with his weight and held her hands above her head. She tried to get away, but he was too strong.
Buffy was beyond anger; now it was fear, "Please Jack, don't do this."
Jack smiled, "You know, I thought about that, but I decided on something a little more effective."
He held on to her arms tightly and got up, pulling her up with him, then he slammed her against a gate that went around a park. Buffy hit the gate with a hard slam and her legs buckled and she almost fell, but Jack caught her, "You know what really pisses Angel off? When his friends come home with bruises and such. So I figured, he'd get the message better if I just beat the hell out of you. I hate to hurt that pretty little face of yours, but, it's strictly business."
He held her against the gate with one hand and backhanded her with the other hand as hard as he could. The pain shot through Buffy's face and she cried out.
Jack covered her mouth, "Shh...close your eyes, this will be over in a while."
Buffy wanted so badly to scream, or try to get away, but she knew that it would make everything worse, besides he was too strong. Buffy closed her eyes and tired to concentrate on something other than the incredible pain that she felt everywhere.
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Buffy lay on the ground not moving for ten minutes after Jack took off. Every part of her body hurt and she knew that getting up would kill her. Buffy felt rain drops on her face and it felt so good, anything to relieve the pain. But then it started raining hard and she knew that if she stayed there, she would freeze to death. She grabbed a hold of one of the bars on the gate and slowly sat up. Immediately, she felt the pain in her arms and mostly her head. She held on to the bar tightly and slowly pulled herself up. Her legs practically gave out from under her and she fell against the gate. She stood there for a minute and let her head rush pass, then she slowly let go of the gate to make sure that she wasn't going to fall over. By now, she was soaked from head to toe and was already cold. She staggered away from the gate and headed towards Angel's house; it was closer and safer. About a block away from Angel's house, Buffy spotted Giles' car on the side of the road and almost started laughing, "You stupid fucking moron." She said to herself aloud. She had totally forgotten that she had driven to Angel's house. No wonder she didn't remember walking there. She contemplated driving home, but she knew that she must have looked like a train wreck and if Giles saw her, he would freak out. Besides, Angel knew how to deal with these situations. She staggered to Angel's front door and tried to make herself look a little better, but obviously, she couldn't do it. She rang the doorbell and leaned against the wall to keep from falling over. She waited a minute, but no one answered, so she rang the bell again. Still no one answered, so she pounded on the door with her fist as hard as she could, but she didn't have any strength. Finally she heard footsteps and soon she saw a silhouette through the window that looked like Faith. When she opened the door, Faith's mouth fell to the floor when she saw Buffy. Buffy was drenched from the rain, she had a split lip, her left eye was puffy and as black as a tire, and she had small, grayish colored bruises on her cheeks.
"Oh my god, Buffy! What happened!?" Faith waited for a response, but got none.
She took Buffy's hand and pulled her inside and shut the door. Buffy lost her balance and fell right into Faith. Faith caught her and almost fell over. Everyone was in a different room, so Faith had to holler to get someone's attention, "A little god-damn help here, please!"
Kyle was the first to answer Faith's "cry" for help. He saw Buffy and ran over to help. He picked her up and sat her on the couch. Soon, everyone else came into the room and saw Buffy. Angel just about went through the roof, "What the hell happened?" He looked at Faith.
She threw her arms in the air, "Hell if I know!"
Angel sat by Buffy, "Buffy, what happened."
Buffy opened her mouth to speak, but barely got out a rasp, "I'm so sorry. I should have listened."
Angel asked, like he didn't already know, "Who did this?"
Buffy squeaked, "Jack."
Faith ran upstairs to her room, and Cordelia and Dru grabbed some blankets and wrapped them around Buffy. Faith came back downstairs and had a pair of flannel pajamas. She pushed everyone away from Buffy, "First, we have to get her out of these clothes; she's gonna get hypothermia."
Cordelia and Dru helped Faith stand Buffy up and they led her to the bathroom to change. Angel got up and dumped over the coffee table and everything on it, crashed to the floor, "That son-of-a-bitch!"
Xander was standing by the door, "Dammit, I told you we should have killed that fucker when we had the chance!"
Kyle was standing by the couch, "He's challenging us, you know. He wants us to fight back."
Spike was sitting on a chair, "I really don't think he needs to worry about that."
The girls came out of the bathroom; Buffy was dry and had a towel wrapped around her wet hair. They helped her back to the couch and she sat down. Spike went to the kitchen and came back with a glass of water; he handed it to Buffy, "Here pet, drink this."
Buffy took the water and slowly drank it. She gave the empty glass back to Spike and smiled at him, "Thank you." She whispered.
Angel held her hand, "Buffy, what happened?"
Buffy took a deep breath, "I was walking home, and-"
"Wait, you were walking home? I thought Willow was picking you up."
Buffy looked down at the ground. Angel's face got red like he was about ready to blow up, but he didn't. Instead, he took a breath, "Never mind that, what happened with Jack?"
Buffy looked at Angel again, "He came up from behind me. I thought he was going to kill me, but instead, he did this. Just before he left, he told me that this was a gift for you, and that it was your move. What was he talking about?"
"Basically, he said, 'come kill me.'"
"Oh, ok..."
"Are you ok?"
Buffy looked at him like he was insane, "Do I look OK? I can't see out of my left eye, my mouth hurts when I try to talk...my whole face hurts, as do my legs, arms, and especially my back."
"Your back?"
"Yea, he slammed me against that gate by the park a few times. I lost count after about the third time. Oh yea, I'm cold as all hell too. You wanna know what really pissed me off though? I forgot that I drove here in Giles' car. I was way preoccupied with this Jack thing, so I forgot about the fuckin' car. This never would have happened if I had any brains!"
Buffy looked around and could see everyone starting to laugh, so she gave them all a death look, "Don't even think about it."
They saw her face and their smiles vanished...for a minute.
Buffy looked at Angel again, "I'm sorry I lied; it's just that you guys have done so much for me and I don't want to put you guys out anymore. And Angel, you still haven't healed all the way, you need to be resting, not running around, and worrying about me."
Faith stepped in, "B, you totally don't get it. There is no you anymore, it's all us. You are NEVER to go ANYWHERE alone anymore. You are a part of us now, and that is the only way that you are going to be safe."
"Yea, I get it now. Don't worry, I don't want this to happen again. I must really be pissing you guys off."
Buffy waited for someone to object to her remark, but no one did, they just smiled at her; that didn't make her feel any better. Buffy remembered Giles, "Oh, Giles, what do I do? Should I go home and tell him that I ran into a door and it decided to fight back?" Everyone chuckled at that.
Faith studied Buffy's face, "No, you better stay here tonight. I know from experience, it should be a lot better tomorrow morning." She looked at Buffy's arms and legs. "You can sleep in my bed, I'll take the floor; you need as much comfort as possible to heal the bruises. You should bring some ice for your eye and lip."
Buffy smiled and tried to shift her body, but winced.
Cordelia grabbed a bottle of aspirin out of her bag, "Oh yes, you can't forget the aspirin." She threw the bottle at Faith.
Spike came back into the living room, "We hit him on his home turf...so to speak."
Buffy looked at Spike, "Home turf?"
"Satan Street."
"Satan Street?"
"Ironic isn't it?"
Angel nodded, "Not a bad idea."
Buffy was confused, "Satan Street? Is that where Jack lives or something?"
Kyle explained to Buffy, "No, Satan St. is way on the other side of town, close to where Jack lives. He and all his friends and a bunch of other people from his school. They are always there on Friday night, so that's when we hit. All of his friends will be there, but we call him out alone, and he'll go. See, he has a lot of pride, and while most people would bring a thousand other people with them, Jack will go alone, as long as we call him out in front of everyone. He thinks he has this big, bad-ass reputation that he wants to protect, so he'll go alone just to look cool and so people won't think he's a wimp, even though no one else would ever go alone. And then, we beat him down.
Buffy kinda understood, "Ok, makes sense...sorta. But, you said we're on their turf, so how does that make us safe? There will be a whole lot of them, can't they like ambush us?"
Everyone there, except for Jack's friends know better than to mess with us, or Jack and his gang. They know that if they even try anything, they might never see the light of day again; so we don't need to worry about them, just Jack and his friends."
Buffy smiled, "Ok, now I get it."
Angel thought for a minute, "Tomorrow night."
"Ok, it's a plan." Faith walked over to Buffy, "Come on B, you need sleep."
Buffy slowly stood up, "What about Giles?"
Xander smiled, "I'll call Willow and fill her in...sorta, then you can call Giles."
Buffy smiled, "Thanks Xander."
"No problem."
Buffy followed Faith up to her room and sat on the bed.
"Ok B, I'll go get you some ice."
"Thanks Faith, I so appreciate this."
"No problem, now relax."
Faith went downstairs, got the ice, and brought it back to Buffy, "I'll be up in a while."
"Ok, Good night."
"Night."
Faith went back downstairs and joined the conversation.
Angel was holding his shoulder a little bit, "Ok, tomorrow night, we get him."
Xander was totally serious, "Can we kill him this time?"
Kyle, "No, we DON'T kill him. Just forget killing him. I want him to die, believe me, but we can't kill him. If we do, it will eventually be traced back to us, and if that happens, we are all fucked. As long as he stays alive, he doesn't have to stay...healthy."
Faith: "What about Buffy? Are we going to bring her along?"
Angel: "No, she needs to stay out of the line of fire."
Cordelia: "Do you think she will be safe with none of us around?"
Dru: "They have ways of finding out where she lives, maybe they already know. She should stay with us, especially tomorrow night."
Kyle: "She's right, she's safer with us than she is at her home."
Angel: Safer? How is being with us on a night like tomorrow safer?"
Xander: "We can protect her."
Spike: "Angel, if you want to keep her alive, at least one of us has to be with her at all times."
Angel: "Ok, fine; she goes, but don't let her out of your sight. She is such an amateur at this shit. She could be in so much danger."
Faith: "Don't worry, if things get to heavy, she can bail and I'll take her home and stay with her. Besides, this might get her to realize what she's a part of now, and it might wake her up; I mean, she obviously doesn't really realize how dangerous it is, otherwise she never would have walked home at all, much less alone. This is a sure way to bring her down to OUR Earth."
Angel: "Ok, you're right."
Kyle: "Tomorrow, we all go "armed and dangerous" so to speak. Who knows if any of Jack's friends will try to come to the rescue."
Faith: "Um, may I suggest something? I think someone needs to teach Buffy how to shoot. I gave her a gun and it obviously did no good."
Angel: "Good idea; I'd do it, but I'll probably end up shooting myself with this damn arm."
Faith: "No sweat, I can do it. Hey, are you going to school tomorrow?"
Angel: "Yea, my arm is good enough now."
Faith: "Should Buffy and I skip tomorrow so I can teach her too shoot? I really don't think that a few hours after school is enough."
Kyle: "Yea, skip tomorrow; practice all day. She needs to be a pro if she is going to stay alive."
Faith: "Got it. Well, I' off to bed. Night all."
Everyone exchanged 'goodnights,' and they all went to bed.
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End of part 12.
(This is not my best chapter; I have a cold and don't feel well, so I just kinda rushed through it, so if it doesn't make much sense, sorry. The next chapter will be better.) :o)