Title : Weekend Affairs
Author : Tobias Spiegler
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: Willow and Buffy decide to spend the weekend in LA, which leaves Xander and the rest of the group to face the vampires in Sunnydale
Authors's note: I can already tell that this part won't be too good. I'm simply getting all the bad guys ready for the big showdown in the next story. Still, feedback is appreciated and needed.
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"You sure that this is a good idea?" Xander asked for the tenth time his day.
"Yeah Xander, I think it's a good idea," Buffy said and threw the last part of the clothing she needed for the trip in her bag. Xander was in the meantime carrying two similar bags and waited for her to finish packing.
"I was just saying, with those vampires in town leaving might be not a very good idea," he stated. "Vampires could think that it's playtime once the slayer leaves town."
"Xander, we haven't heard anything from this Sanchez during the last month. And we barely know anything about this other guy. We only know that he is from LA," Buffy summed the situation up. "For the moment those guys are laying low. And we should use the time to get to find as much out about our enemies as possible. And by the way, we wanted to visit Faith since she moved to LA. Let's use this quiet before the storm," she said and looked pleading at Xander.
Xander could do nothing different than roll his eyes. He just couldn't resist Buffy when she looked at him like that. "Okay, maybe you are right," he admitted.
"I think so," Buffy declared as she and Xander left the dorm room and wandered down the corridor. "And what have you planned for the weekend?"
"Oh, I wanted to give Oz a firearms lesson," Xander told her.
"You want to teach him how to use a gun?" Buffy asked doubtfully.
"Yeah why not?" Xander shrugged. "You've got your slayer powers, Willow her witches mojo, Giles is the watcher. Even I got something to contribute to the group. Oz's power is more an hindrance than of any use. So teaching him how to use a gun might give him an edge on the hellmouth."
"You sure you know what you are doing?" Buffy asked, still a bit doubtful.
"Hey, I've been a drill instructor for three years," Xander said. That earned him an even more doubtful look from Buffy. Finally he rolled his eyes. "Okay, okay. I remember being a drill instructor for three years," he admitted which this time earned him an approving nod from Buffy. "But that means I'm more qualified for doing this than any of you lot."
"Just be careful," Buffy told him. "Willow would rip your head of if something happened to Oz."
"What could happen to him?" Xander asked confused.
"I don't know," Buffy said. "Maybe shooting his own toe off?"
"Won't happen," he reassured her. "By the way, don't you want to get some firearms lessons?"
"Me?" Buffy asked shocked.
"Yeah, why not?" Xander asked with a grin. "It's time that the slayer gets out of the medieval age. And a gun beats a crossbow at any time."
"I don't know," Buffy admitted. "I haven't given it any real thought. And I've never really liked guns."
"Ah come on Buffy," Xander told her. "A gun is just another weapon you can use to defeat your enemies. It isn't more dangerous than a sword or a crossbow if you know how to handle it. And believe me, a vampire is easier to stake if you have blown his kneecaps away."
"Okay Charlton Heston, I get your point," Buffy told him. "Maybe you're right. I'll think about it."
"Good," Xander said and they both continued their way. "Maybe you should ask Faith about the topic. She is the one out of you two with the practical experience."
"What do you mean?" Buffy asked confused.
"Just ask her. You'll see," Xander told her with a half smile. The two walked out of the University building and straight to the parking lots where Joyce's Jeep was parked. Buffy was able to talk Joyce into giving her the car for their weekend trip. Oz and Willow were already waiting for them, both leaning against the hood of the car.
"There you are," Willow exclaimed. "You're late."
"Well, you know Buffy. She really sucks with the time planning," Xander said as he and Buffy moved to the back of the car. He opened the trunk and put Buffy's bags into it. Just as he wanted to close the trunk Buffy leaned over. "I bet you wouldn't mind me sucking on something different," she whispered into his ear.
Buffy left him standing there, a wicked grin her lips. After a few second Xander was able to get that image out of his head and concentrate on something different. He closed the trunk and walked up to the front of the car, which Buffy and Willow had already mounted.
"Well, have fun girls. And be careful," he told them trough the open window.
"Don't worry about us. We'll be fine. Bye guys," Buffy said and drove the Jeep out of the parking lot and down the street.
Xander and Oz waved after the departing vehicle until it disappeared behind the next corner.
"So, you're ready for your first lesson?" he asked Oz as the two walked to Xander's SUV.
Oz looked for a few seconds at him before he responded. "Bring it on."
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"Sir?" Michael asked when he entered Sanchez' office.
"Yes Michael," came the reply.
"The slayer sir, she left the town," Michael told his employer, trying to look as brave as possible. He didn't forget what happened to his predecessor
"Good," Sanchez said and rose up from his chair behind the desk. "I think it's time we stop playing this game. Is Cortez ready?"
"Yes. He awaits your order. They can be here this evening." Michael stated.
"Tell them to hurry," Sanchez ordered. "When the slayer returns we shall have enough firepower in the city to get rid of both Carver and her."
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"That wasn't that bad," Xander said and removed his ear protectors. Oz had emptied the last shot into the targets. Two of the bullets had hit the target in the head, whereas seven covered the general area of the heart. The rest of shots had either missed the target or hit insignificant areas.
"You think?" Oz asked with a slight look of doubt and removed his own ear protectors.
"Oz, you just need practice," Xander explained and clapped on the shoulder."This is the first time you handled a gun and you are doing well."
"If you think so. But like you said, I need practice," Oz said and motioned for the target.
"Yeah," Xander said. "Can I leave you alone here? I have to prepare a few things for tonight's patrol?"
"No problem," the werewolf said and put his protectors back on.
"Just call if you have a problem," Xander told him as he left the firing range and entered the armoury. He had already selected the weapons for tonight, all that was left to do was to check their condition. He was halfway through cleaning one of his MP5s when suddenly his cell phone rang.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Harris, thank god I reached you," came Willy's voice through the receiver.
"Willy?" Xander asked surprised
"Look Harris I might have something for you," Willy told him "You have been desperately looking for something on those new vampires. Well, I still don't know anything about this Carver. But I have something on Sanchez."
"Why so eager to spill Willy?" Xander asked with a frown. "Weren't you the guy that told me that Sanchez would skin you alive, if you told me something?"
"Yeah, but the guy is bad for business. After you killed his boys in my bar hardly any vampires come by. So I lost more half of my clientele thanks to you. The sooner this whole vampire war thing is over the better. So you interested in the information?" Willy asked.
"Let's hear what you got," Xander said and took a piece of paper.
"Okay. Sanchez is awaiting a freighter full of guns. The ship's name is Santa Maria and it'll arrive at pier 34 around 12pm," Willy told him
"That's all?" Xander asked after he wrote the information down. "No guard or crew numbers or anything like that?"
"Hey, it was hard enough for me to get that information, okay?" Willy told him angrily.
Xander sighed "Okay Willy. I will pay you once I'm done with the ship."
"If you insist," Willy didn't sound happen, "just stay alive will you?"
"Willy!", Xander sounded surprised, "Why, I didn't know you cared. I'm touched, really I am."
"I don't." he interrupted, "I just want my money." Willy said and hung up.
Xander put the cellphone on his work bench and headed back to the firing range. Oz had just emptied the next clip into the targets when Xander swung the door open.
"What's up?" the werewolf asked when he noticed the look on his friend's face.
Author : Tobias Spiegler
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: Willow and Buffy decide to spend the weekend in LA, which leaves Xander and the rest of the group to face the vampires in Sunnydale
Authors's note: I can already tell that this part won't be too good. I'm simply getting all the bad guys ready for the big showdown in the next story. Still, feedback is appreciated and needed.
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"You sure that this is a good idea?" Xander asked for the tenth time his day.
"Yeah Xander, I think it's a good idea," Buffy said and threw the last part of the clothing she needed for the trip in her bag. Xander was in the meantime carrying two similar bags and waited for her to finish packing.
"I was just saying, with those vampires in town leaving might be not a very good idea," he stated. "Vampires could think that it's playtime once the slayer leaves town."
"Xander, we haven't heard anything from this Sanchez during the last month. And we barely know anything about this other guy. We only know that he is from LA," Buffy summed the situation up. "For the moment those guys are laying low. And we should use the time to get to find as much out about our enemies as possible. And by the way, we wanted to visit Faith since she moved to LA. Let's use this quiet before the storm," she said and looked pleading at Xander.
Xander could do nothing different than roll his eyes. He just couldn't resist Buffy when she looked at him like that. "Okay, maybe you are right," he admitted.
"I think so," Buffy declared as she and Xander left the dorm room and wandered down the corridor. "And what have you planned for the weekend?"
"Oh, I wanted to give Oz a firearms lesson," Xander told her.
"You want to teach him how to use a gun?" Buffy asked doubtfully.
"Yeah why not?" Xander shrugged. "You've got your slayer powers, Willow her witches mojo, Giles is the watcher. Even I got something to contribute to the group. Oz's power is more an hindrance than of any use. So teaching him how to use a gun might give him an edge on the hellmouth."
"You sure you know what you are doing?" Buffy asked, still a bit doubtful.
"Hey, I've been a drill instructor for three years," Xander said. That earned him an even more doubtful look from Buffy. Finally he rolled his eyes. "Okay, okay. I remember being a drill instructor for three years," he admitted which this time earned him an approving nod from Buffy. "But that means I'm more qualified for doing this than any of you lot."
"Just be careful," Buffy told him. "Willow would rip your head of if something happened to Oz."
"What could happen to him?" Xander asked confused.
"I don't know," Buffy said. "Maybe shooting his own toe off?"
"Won't happen," he reassured her. "By the way, don't you want to get some firearms lessons?"
"Me?" Buffy asked shocked.
"Yeah, why not?" Xander asked with a grin. "It's time that the slayer gets out of the medieval age. And a gun beats a crossbow at any time."
"I don't know," Buffy admitted. "I haven't given it any real thought. And I've never really liked guns."
"Ah come on Buffy," Xander told her. "A gun is just another weapon you can use to defeat your enemies. It isn't more dangerous than a sword or a crossbow if you know how to handle it. And believe me, a vampire is easier to stake if you have blown his kneecaps away."
"Okay Charlton Heston, I get your point," Buffy told him. "Maybe you're right. I'll think about it."
"Good," Xander said and they both continued their way. "Maybe you should ask Faith about the topic. She is the one out of you two with the practical experience."
"What do you mean?" Buffy asked confused.
"Just ask her. You'll see," Xander told her with a half smile. The two walked out of the University building and straight to the parking lots where Joyce's Jeep was parked. Buffy was able to talk Joyce into giving her the car for their weekend trip. Oz and Willow were already waiting for them, both leaning against the hood of the car.
"There you are," Willow exclaimed. "You're late."
"Well, you know Buffy. She really sucks with the time planning," Xander said as he and Buffy moved to the back of the car. He opened the trunk and put Buffy's bags into it. Just as he wanted to close the trunk Buffy leaned over. "I bet you wouldn't mind me sucking on something different," she whispered into his ear.
Buffy left him standing there, a wicked grin her lips. After a few second Xander was able to get that image out of his head and concentrate on something different. He closed the trunk and walked up to the front of the car, which Buffy and Willow had already mounted.
"Well, have fun girls. And be careful," he told them trough the open window.
"Don't worry about us. We'll be fine. Bye guys," Buffy said and drove the Jeep out of the parking lot and down the street.
Xander and Oz waved after the departing vehicle until it disappeared behind the next corner.
"So, you're ready for your first lesson?" he asked Oz as the two walked to Xander's SUV.
Oz looked for a few seconds at him before he responded. "Bring it on."
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"Sir?" Michael asked when he entered Sanchez' office.
"Yes Michael," came the reply.
"The slayer sir, she left the town," Michael told his employer, trying to look as brave as possible. He didn't forget what happened to his predecessor
"Good," Sanchez said and rose up from his chair behind the desk. "I think it's time we stop playing this game. Is Cortez ready?"
"Yes. He awaits your order. They can be here this evening." Michael stated.
"Tell them to hurry," Sanchez ordered. "When the slayer returns we shall have enough firepower in the city to get rid of both Carver and her."
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"That wasn't that bad," Xander said and removed his ear protectors. Oz had emptied the last shot into the targets. Two of the bullets had hit the target in the head, whereas seven covered the general area of the heart. The rest of shots had either missed the target or hit insignificant areas.
"You think?" Oz asked with a slight look of doubt and removed his own ear protectors.
"Oz, you just need practice," Xander explained and clapped on the shoulder."This is the first time you handled a gun and you are doing well."
"If you think so. But like you said, I need practice," Oz said and motioned for the target.
"Yeah," Xander said. "Can I leave you alone here? I have to prepare a few things for tonight's patrol?"
"No problem," the werewolf said and put his protectors back on.
"Just call if you have a problem," Xander told him as he left the firing range and entered the armoury. He had already selected the weapons for tonight, all that was left to do was to check their condition. He was halfway through cleaning one of his MP5s when suddenly his cell phone rang.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Harris, thank god I reached you," came Willy's voice through the receiver.
"Willy?" Xander asked surprised
"Look Harris I might have something for you," Willy told him "You have been desperately looking for something on those new vampires. Well, I still don't know anything about this Carver. But I have something on Sanchez."
"Why so eager to spill Willy?" Xander asked with a frown. "Weren't you the guy that told me that Sanchez would skin you alive, if you told me something?"
"Yeah, but the guy is bad for business. After you killed his boys in my bar hardly any vampires come by. So I lost more half of my clientele thanks to you. The sooner this whole vampire war thing is over the better. So you interested in the information?" Willy asked.
"Let's hear what you got," Xander said and took a piece of paper.
"Okay. Sanchez is awaiting a freighter full of guns. The ship's name is Santa Maria and it'll arrive at pier 34 around 12pm," Willy told him
"That's all?" Xander asked after he wrote the information down. "No guard or crew numbers or anything like that?"
"Hey, it was hard enough for me to get that information, okay?" Willy told him angrily.
Xander sighed "Okay Willy. I will pay you once I'm done with the ship."
"If you insist," Willy didn't sound happen, "just stay alive will you?"
"Willy!", Xander sounded surprised, "Why, I didn't know you cared. I'm touched, really I am."
"I don't." he interrupted, "I just want my money." Willy said and hung up.
Xander put the cellphone on his work bench and headed back to the firing range. Oz had just emptied the next clip into the targets when Xander swung the door open.
"What's up?" the werewolf asked when he noticed the look on his friend's face.
