Research had started full force-Cole, Tara, Prue, Giles, and Angel were
researching methods of destroying their new big bad, which seemed to be
getting to be a bigger problem every minute. Buffy went out with Phoebe,
and Faith to patrol. Buffy didn't want Faith to go with them, but she
figured it was safer than leaving her in the house with her friends. The
remaining members of the group tried to be useful. Mostly, that entitled
staying out of the way. Willow was on the computer while simultaneously
giving Piper the Buffy/Angel story. So far, she had gotten up to
Graduation.
"No way." Phoebe exclaimed in disbelief.
Willow nodded. "Yes way. Buffy almost died. She was in a coma, but she got better"
"Wow. You're like, what, 21?"
"The life of a Scooby isn't an easy one." Willow said, thinking back to Oz and that whole drama-rama.
"So, come on! I want to know what happens after that."
"Oh, ok. We filled the school with explosives and Buffy led the snake-mayor into the school, while the students fought his vampire minion people."
"They all did?"
"Every single one. We gave them all weapons. A lot died, though. And then Angel moved away to LA so they wouldn't have to see each other. It was so sad. But she still manages to see him, and when they do, they fight a lot and stuff. It's not like he even left sometimes."
Willow continued to fill her in on their.interesting lives. Piper's mind was momentarily off Leo, which was Willow's objective the entire conversation. They older witch was so nice to everyone (except for that guy, Cole.), even when her life was spinning out of control. To keep the talk off her dying husband, Willow asked why she didn't like Cole.
Piper laughed. "Long or short version?"
"Long please!"
Piper sighed. "Ok, but I warned you." She started the story of the Phoebe/Cole Theatre. Willow interrupted her about half way through.
"Wait a second. That sounds a lot like Buffy and Angel. Evil, Good, loves the person who should be killing him, goes evil, then good again, then leaves for a while,." She trailed off.
"Wow. You're right, Willow. That's so bizarre. I wonder if anything else is similar?" They both started describing different aspects of their lives, thankful to have something interesting to do.
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Faith, Phoebe, and Buffy were walking aimlessly one of the countless cemeteries in Sunnydale. The tension and anger between the two slayers was unbelievable, at least to Phoebe. She figured there was a story behind all that unspent rage, but she was afraid if she asked they would start with the fisticuffs, and they couldn't afford to have two beat-up slayers. So instead, she suggested they split up to cover more ground.
"We'd get more done in a shorter amount of time, and then you two wouldn't want to beat each other up so badly. So if we spread out over this cemetery, we could avoid that."
"I don't know. Is that safe? From what B's said, this dude's super-strong."
"We're all perfectly capable of taking care of ourselves." To display that, Phoebe jumped up in the air and levitated several feet above the ground.
"Whoa! Cool!" Faith's eyes' widened considerably.
"And if we get into trouble, shout. If you get hurt, call for Amanda. She's just hanging out with Leo up there, so she can come down and heal us." Phoebe finished her explanation of her plan by lowering herself gently down to the ground again.
"Ok. Meet by the entrance in 15. Faith, go North. Phoebe? West. I have south and east." Buffy ended the conversation by spinning on her heel and leaving. As she walked away, she could hear Faith ask Phoebe, "Yea, about her. What's the deal with the blue-glowy shit she can do? It's creepy."
Buffy was drifting through her section of the graveyard, her mind on Angel. Of course, her mind was almost always on him, but this was different. More intense and focused. She never realized how much she missed him until he was that close to her. When she could see the hurt in his eyes, feel the pain coming off him in waves. She hadn't thought that the three super- witches would screw with her life that much, and to have Faith and Angel here at once was overloading her emotionally. And it didn't help that she was trying to save someone from imminent death either.
Her thoughts were suddenly cut short. She hadn't been paying attention to her surroundings. Two demonvamps had sneaked up behind her. One grabbed her ponytail and smashed her head into the pavement that had been under her feet the second before. She was momentarily stunned, and then it did it again. And again. She felt her head smash into the concrete one more time, and her last thought before she passed out was if they were going to turn her or kill her right away, and if Angel would cry if she died.
"No way." Phoebe exclaimed in disbelief.
Willow nodded. "Yes way. Buffy almost died. She was in a coma, but she got better"
"Wow. You're like, what, 21?"
"The life of a Scooby isn't an easy one." Willow said, thinking back to Oz and that whole drama-rama.
"So, come on! I want to know what happens after that."
"Oh, ok. We filled the school with explosives and Buffy led the snake-mayor into the school, while the students fought his vampire minion people."
"They all did?"
"Every single one. We gave them all weapons. A lot died, though. And then Angel moved away to LA so they wouldn't have to see each other. It was so sad. But she still manages to see him, and when they do, they fight a lot and stuff. It's not like he even left sometimes."
Willow continued to fill her in on their.interesting lives. Piper's mind was momentarily off Leo, which was Willow's objective the entire conversation. They older witch was so nice to everyone (except for that guy, Cole.), even when her life was spinning out of control. To keep the talk off her dying husband, Willow asked why she didn't like Cole.
Piper laughed. "Long or short version?"
"Long please!"
Piper sighed. "Ok, but I warned you." She started the story of the Phoebe/Cole Theatre. Willow interrupted her about half way through.
"Wait a second. That sounds a lot like Buffy and Angel. Evil, Good, loves the person who should be killing him, goes evil, then good again, then leaves for a while,." She trailed off.
"Wow. You're right, Willow. That's so bizarre. I wonder if anything else is similar?" They both started describing different aspects of their lives, thankful to have something interesting to do.
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Faith, Phoebe, and Buffy were walking aimlessly one of the countless cemeteries in Sunnydale. The tension and anger between the two slayers was unbelievable, at least to Phoebe. She figured there was a story behind all that unspent rage, but she was afraid if she asked they would start with the fisticuffs, and they couldn't afford to have two beat-up slayers. So instead, she suggested they split up to cover more ground.
"We'd get more done in a shorter amount of time, and then you two wouldn't want to beat each other up so badly. So if we spread out over this cemetery, we could avoid that."
"I don't know. Is that safe? From what B's said, this dude's super-strong."
"We're all perfectly capable of taking care of ourselves." To display that, Phoebe jumped up in the air and levitated several feet above the ground.
"Whoa! Cool!" Faith's eyes' widened considerably.
"And if we get into trouble, shout. If you get hurt, call for Amanda. She's just hanging out with Leo up there, so she can come down and heal us." Phoebe finished her explanation of her plan by lowering herself gently down to the ground again.
"Ok. Meet by the entrance in 15. Faith, go North. Phoebe? West. I have south and east." Buffy ended the conversation by spinning on her heel and leaving. As she walked away, she could hear Faith ask Phoebe, "Yea, about her. What's the deal with the blue-glowy shit she can do? It's creepy."
Buffy was drifting through her section of the graveyard, her mind on Angel. Of course, her mind was almost always on him, but this was different. More intense and focused. She never realized how much she missed him until he was that close to her. When she could see the hurt in his eyes, feel the pain coming off him in waves. She hadn't thought that the three super- witches would screw with her life that much, and to have Faith and Angel here at once was overloading her emotionally. And it didn't help that she was trying to save someone from imminent death either.
Her thoughts were suddenly cut short. She hadn't been paying attention to her surroundings. Two demonvamps had sneaked up behind her. One grabbed her ponytail and smashed her head into the pavement that had been under her feet the second before. She was momentarily stunned, and then it did it again. And again. She felt her head smash into the concrete one more time, and her last thought before she passed out was if they were going to turn her or kill her right away, and if Angel would cry if she died.
