Hey! Here's the third chapter. I hope you enjoy it. Next chapters of Jarthran and Phoenix should be out within a week. I have a creative streak, and I actually updated three times in one week. Hopefully I can keep going like this so I can start on other stories I have planned to do. Rating and disclaimers are in the first chapter. So, on with the story!

Buffy fled her mother's house with Angel not too far behind. He caught her at the car, and laid a hand on her shoulder, simply knowing, without asking that she didn't want to be held. She wanted to be left alone to clam down first. At the moment she wasn't even able of dealing with people. Surprisingly enough Giles came out after her and approached her cautiously.

"Buffy, may I speak to you in private for a moment?" he asked gently. Angel got the hint and left to stand a little farther down the street. Giles stood in front of Buffy and, hesitantly, she lifted her gaze to meet his. "I had no idea that this was going to be the announcement. Xander said nothing to me when he arrived yesterday. And I would like for you to know that I am here for you in whatever way possible. If you need a place to stay while you're not in LA, please feel free to use my spare bedroom.'

Buffy nearly laughed at the sincerity put into his offer. "Than you, Giles, that means a lot to me. Are you mad at me?"

Giles looked taken aback. "Oh dear Heavens no! I'm not angry. I was shocked and surprised, but not angry. Yes, this does raise a considerable number of questions, and also a few reservations, none of which I'm going to explain at the moment, but I could not be happier for you. I have always had your best interests at heart, and I think, that despite the past I have had with Angel, and the arguments we have engaged in, that the two of you are the best interest for each other. It only took me four years to realize it."

Buffy felt tears well in her eyes. "Thank you, Giles. I can't tell you how much this means to me. But I think that I'd better go to my dorm room. I have class tomorrow morning and several assignments to finish before then."

"By all means, go. But I don't want you patrolling while you are pregnant. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Giles. And, do you think that you could be the best Watcher ever and try to calm Mom down."

"Yes, Joyce is rather irrational at the moment. I shall see what I can accomplish. I will call you if any new developments come about. Will Angel be returning to LA?"

"He has a business to run. And I don't want him to think that he has to stay here all the time. So, I guess so. I mean, he should be. I really don't want to have to deal with Riley while Angel's around. They're liable to kill each other over me. And I normally don't like that feeling."

Buffy arrived at her dorm room, alone, nearly an hour later. Much to her dismay, Riley was walking down the hallway at the same time she was walking up it. He waved and picked up his pace a little to reach her before she reached her door. Unfortunately, he succeeded.

"Buffy! Where have you been lately? I was wondering about you, and all that Willow would say was that you had gone to LA to visit somebody."

"I went to stay a couple of days with my boyfriend."

"You have a boyfriend? I didn't know that. I was actually under the impression that you were single."

"Well, that impression would be wrong."

"Well, are you two serious, because I would still like to go out with you if you aren't?"

"We're pretty serious. We just got engaged, and I found out that I'm pregnant. So, we'll be getting married before too long."

Riley seemed to think about that for a long moment. "Oh, well in that case, I won't ask again. I'd better get going. See ya around."

"Bye." Buffy said, unlocking, and entering her dorm room. Everything was the way she'd left it. Well, Buffy thought, at least I don't have to worry about Willow having kicked me out. Just about her kicking me out. And even if she does, I'll go stay with Xander. He's not mad at me.

Willow slowly made her way down the hallway in which her dorm room was located. After Buffy and Angel had made their announcements, and Joyce had thrown her fit, making Buffy, Angel, and Giles flee the room, she had found herself yelling at Joyce and defending Buffy. Finally, she had run out of things to say, and had simply left the house herself. She hadn't seen any of the other members of the group that had been assembled, so she had decided to go home, where she had recently arrived, and was presently debating whether or not to enter the room. Finally, swallowing her pride, and her guilt, she unlocked the door and walked in.

"Hey." She said softly, in way of greeting her best friend, or former best friend, whichever it was.

"Hey. I figured you'd stay to talk to Mom some more. You two seem to have the same point of view."

Willow sat down on the farthest corner of her bed, idly making a pencil float and spin. "No. We don't. I didn't want to see him hurt you, and I was determined to make sure he wouldn't hurt you anyway I could. If that way was setting you up with Riley, or making you think he didn't love you, then that was what I was willing to do. I never expected that my efforts to see you happy without him would only make you be more convinced that you could only be happy with him. However, I am glad things worked out, and I do want to congratulate you both on all three announcements."

"Thanks, Will. I appreciate it."

"I yelled at your Mom."

"What? What did you say?"

"I told her that she was driving away her own daughter, and that if she didn't apologize, she'd go from having one daughter to none and that she was wrong, and if you and Angel love each other, then nothing else should matter, and basically everything you yelled at me for."

"Well, at least you listened. I hadn't expected that much. I always thought your head was too full of plots and plans to keep me and Angel separated for you to absorb any of my arguments."

"I absorbed all right. And I wasn't trying to keep you apart. I was trying to keep him from breaking your heart again. Like he did at Thanksgiving. I wasn't trying to keep you from being together. Really."

"I believe you. So, friends again?"

Willow stood up and walked over to where Buffy was standing. "Friends again." She repeated, and the two girls hugged. "So, movies?"

Late that night, Buffy and Willow decided to go out for ice cream. They walked to the Espresso Pump and got ice cream, then cut through the park on the way back to the dorm. Halfway there, figures dressed in black came out of the woods and surrounded them both.

"Don't hurt the blonde, she's the Slayer." The one who seemed to be in charge ordered. "Get them both. We need both of them or else the red head will tell everyone."

"If you think you're taking us without a fight then you've got another thing coming." Buffy scoffed, sinking into a fighting stance. Willow fumbled in her purse for a skate, and soon brought her hand out, stake firmly grasped in it.

"We are vampires, red. We're human, and unless you want to be charged with murder, you'll put that back in your purse and come with us peacefully."

Buffy broke the hesitation between herself and the group of soldiers by charging, and tackling the one that seemed to be in charge. They fought for a few minutes, and she soon got the upper hand. Seeing that their leader was in danger of being defeated, one of the others moved in with a taser and shocked Buffy into unconsciousness.

"Dammit Danny, I told you not to hurt her. If you made her lose that baby, I swear to God I will kill you. Now grab the redhead and let's go. We were supposed to be back an hour ago."

Another soldier quickly subdued Willow and the soldiers disappeared as quickly as they had came, this time with two extra people in their group. They went to a cave and followed a tunnel into an underground facility where Buffy and Willow were put into a cell together. The soldier who was in charge removed his mask and looked at the two women.

"See Buffy? I did get you." And with that, Riley Finn turned his back and walked away.

Meanwhile, in LA, Angel woke with a start and bolted from his bed. Cordelia, who had been sleeping in the room next door, ran out when he tripped over a table and it made a loud crash as it fell. "What the hell is going on?" she demanded sleepily.

"Something's wrong in Sunnydale."

"Something like what? And how do you know?"

"I don't know and I can feel it. Something has happened to Buffy. She's hurt and she's in danger and I have to get to her."

"Do you have any idea where she is?"

"No. I'm not psychic Cordelia. I just know that she needs me. And I have to get to her."

"Well how do you propose we get to her if we don't know what's wrong and we don't know where she is?"

"Call the dorm and see if she and Willow are there. If you don't get an answer, call Xander and have him go over and check. As soon as you here from him, let me know and we'll go from there."

"Where are you going?"

"To wake up Doyle and Gunn and Wesley. We're going to Sunnydale tonight. I'll get the weapons, so don't worry about that."

Without a word, Cordelia headed toward the phone. Within twenty minutes she heard from Xander. "Well, are they there?"

"I'm looking at their beds and they aren't in them. And I don't know where they would be this late. Buffy isn't answering her cell phone either. Something doesn't feel right about this. You guys should probably get here soon."

"We'll be there as soon as we can. I'll call you when we hit Sunnydale."

"Okay."

"Bye."

"Bye."

Two hours later, Angel, Cordelia, Gunn, Doyle, and Wesley arrived in Sunnydale. Angel drove straight to Buffy's dorm room, went in, looked around and walked back out. "Something is definitely wrong. All their weapons are still there, so they didn't go on patrol. And nothing is missing, so they meant to come back. I think that someone has taken them. And I'm going to get them back."

Okay, this is the newest installment of Fixing Things. And I wrote this in like an hour tonight, so if it sucks, I'm really sorry. So review and tell me what you thought. Or e-mail at sirena192005@yahoo.com.