Willow's Savior
Chapter 9
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Buffy: The Vampire Slayer. Joss Whedon does, the lucky guy.
Authors Note: Rated R for a few curse words and talk of sex. About the same as an episode but better safe then sorry. Takes place after Spike got the chip and there is no Tara.
The Plan
After a long sleepless night for all of us, we reconvened at the Magic Box the next afternoon to discuss the situation and come up with some semblance of a plan. Xander was still on edge, yet surprisingly quiet, especially for him. Although I shouldn't be too surprised considering what he told Buffy and I last night. He kept fingering his right pocket, touching the engagement ring he showed Buffy and I, but never got the chance to give to Anya. That just made Buffy and I more determined then ever to find Anya and return her unharmed to Xander. Perhaps that is why Buffy suggested such a reckless idea in hope of finding her in time.
"Absolutely not Buffy." Giles reprimanded sternly, almost wagging his finger at her in disapproval. "We don't know what that mist is he uses to spray his victims, or how it would effect a slayer, even assuming it would attack you."
"Hey, I'm blonde and in the right age bracket." Buffy reminded us.
"As much as I hate to agree with the G-man about recklessness, he is right. It's too dangerous, Buff." Xander said while squeezing Buffy's shoulder reassuringly. "We'll just have to find another way."
"Too bad we don't have one of those itty bitty tracking devices, like Batman." Buffy commented randomly. "Hey why does batman get all the cool gadgets? Being a superhero really bites, we don't even have 'Q.'"
"I know I speak for everyone when I say huh?" I said, for once not able to follow the Buffy-babble.
"When the demon attacks and knocks me unconscious with that wonky mist, if I'm wearing a tracking device, you guys could track my location. Then you and Spike would come and we'd all rescue the girls and Anya. No big. We'd all be home for Saturday Night Live."
"That made a surprisingly amount of sense. Well done, Buffy" Giles praised.
"Do I get a biscuit?" Buffy asked playfully bumping her watchers shoulder watching him give her a shy watcher-smile.
"Perhaps later. However, the fact still remains that we don't have a tracking device so, unfortunately that plan wouldn't work." Giles said regretfully.
"That's not exactly true, G-Man." Xander volunteered somewhat sheepishly.
"What do you mean?" I asked Xander curiously.
"Well, remember when Cordy and I broke into that federal installation a few years back to steal the rocket launcher?" Xander asked waiting for all of us to nod our heads in the affirmative before he continued. "Let's just say I didn't think Uncle Sam would mind if a few other artillery weapons went missing. For the good of the world of course. After all you never know when you'll need an M-16 and ammo."
"Xander!" I scolded half-heartedly not able to keep a huge grin off my face. Looking around I saw the others were having a similar problem.
"I assume that from the fact you are telling us this at all, that you [ahem] borrowed a tracking device from the U.S. Government as well." Giles asked, smiling a very Ripper-ish smile in Xander's direction.
"Right you are, I'll just go and get it, shall I?" Xander said, as he made his way out of the Magic Box accompanied by a still chuckling Buffy.
"Perhaps you should fill Spike in on the latest turn of events, while I take the sword out of the kiln." Giles suggested.
"Sure. We'll be back here in an hour once it gets dark." I answered making my way out of the store towards Spike's crypt.
Chapter 9
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Buffy: The Vampire Slayer. Joss Whedon does, the lucky guy.
Authors Note: Rated R for a few curse words and talk of sex. About the same as an episode but better safe then sorry. Takes place after Spike got the chip and there is no Tara.
The Plan
After a long sleepless night for all of us, we reconvened at the Magic Box the next afternoon to discuss the situation and come up with some semblance of a plan. Xander was still on edge, yet surprisingly quiet, especially for him. Although I shouldn't be too surprised considering what he told Buffy and I last night. He kept fingering his right pocket, touching the engagement ring he showed Buffy and I, but never got the chance to give to Anya. That just made Buffy and I more determined then ever to find Anya and return her unharmed to Xander. Perhaps that is why Buffy suggested such a reckless idea in hope of finding her in time.
"Absolutely not Buffy." Giles reprimanded sternly, almost wagging his finger at her in disapproval. "We don't know what that mist is he uses to spray his victims, or how it would effect a slayer, even assuming it would attack you."
"Hey, I'm blonde and in the right age bracket." Buffy reminded us.
"As much as I hate to agree with the G-man about recklessness, he is right. It's too dangerous, Buff." Xander said while squeezing Buffy's shoulder reassuringly. "We'll just have to find another way."
"Too bad we don't have one of those itty bitty tracking devices, like Batman." Buffy commented randomly. "Hey why does batman get all the cool gadgets? Being a superhero really bites, we don't even have 'Q.'"
"I know I speak for everyone when I say huh?" I said, for once not able to follow the Buffy-babble.
"When the demon attacks and knocks me unconscious with that wonky mist, if I'm wearing a tracking device, you guys could track my location. Then you and Spike would come and we'd all rescue the girls and Anya. No big. We'd all be home for Saturday Night Live."
"That made a surprisingly amount of sense. Well done, Buffy" Giles praised.
"Do I get a biscuit?" Buffy asked playfully bumping her watchers shoulder watching him give her a shy watcher-smile.
"Perhaps later. However, the fact still remains that we don't have a tracking device so, unfortunately that plan wouldn't work." Giles said regretfully.
"That's not exactly true, G-Man." Xander volunteered somewhat sheepishly.
"What do you mean?" I asked Xander curiously.
"Well, remember when Cordy and I broke into that federal installation a few years back to steal the rocket launcher?" Xander asked waiting for all of us to nod our heads in the affirmative before he continued. "Let's just say I didn't think Uncle Sam would mind if a few other artillery weapons went missing. For the good of the world of course. After all you never know when you'll need an M-16 and ammo."
"Xander!" I scolded half-heartedly not able to keep a huge grin off my face. Looking around I saw the others were having a similar problem.
"I assume that from the fact you are telling us this at all, that you [ahem] borrowed a tracking device from the U.S. Government as well." Giles asked, smiling a very Ripper-ish smile in Xander's direction.
"Right you are, I'll just go and get it, shall I?" Xander said, as he made his way out of the Magic Box accompanied by a still chuckling Buffy.
"Perhaps you should fill Spike in on the latest turn of events, while I take the sword out of the kiln." Giles suggested.
"Sure. We'll be back here in an hour once it gets dark." I answered making my way out of the store towards Spike's crypt.