Duncan and Methos were riding back in Duncan's jeep from their little field trip. They had dressed up as video security technicians to get into the museum to check the tapes but found that Buffy was right and the Shaman didn't show up. As they pulled up to Buffy's apartment they saw an anxious Richie and the girls by his cycle. He raced for the jeep and hardly waited until they stopped, "Buffy's been kidnapped. I've been trying to call you both for an hour!" Both men groaned, realizing they had turned off their cell phones.

Methos and Duncan jumped out of the jeep and ran up to Buffy's apartment, stopping in shock. The apartment was trashed, ripped cushions and blood on the walls.

"Buffy." Methos whispered and Duncan placed a hand on his friends' shoulder. Richie and the girls stood in a frightened huddle in the hallway. Methos turned to Duncan, anguish on his face. Richie winced and walked in, "Come here." He said simply and Methos and Duncan followed him into her bedroom. On the wall, in blood, were the words, "She is mine Methos."

Duncan pulled out his cell phone and called LA.

"Good evening. I need to speak to Willow Rosenberg. This is Duncan McLeod."

Willow came to the phone and picked it up, "Hello Duncan."

"Willow, we need you to fly up here. Buffy's been kidnapped." Duncan said quietly and Willow dropped the phone. She stood over it in shock before picking it up, "Duncan? I'll be there as soon as possible."

Willow turned her eyes to Angel, "Buffy's been kidnapped."

It was already dark when Buffy woke up. She was tied to a table in what looked like a warehouse. Carefully she looked around, checking out her surroundings when her eyes met the eyes of another girl. Long black hair, panicked brown eyes and bound and gagged. "Hm, yay for me and Columbo." She had realized it was the Haida girl.

She jerked experimentally at her restraints and sneered. Bad guys always bought cheap stuff. Feeling the buzz of the immortal and hearing stomping footsteps, Buffy immediately pretended that she was still out, keeping her eyes open just a slit. The man was tall and skinny, with greasy blond hair tied in a stringy ponytail. He stomped past, grabbed a bottle of whiskey and stomped back out.

Buffy thought about the immortal buzz question. The bad guy seemed to have less of a buzz than either Duncan or Methos. She shook her head, a problem for another time.

Duncan had sent Richie and the girls on patrol. He rationalized it by saying that the vamps were less dangerous than a psycho immortal. It was almost midnight when Willow pulled up to the dojo. Duncan and Methos went out to meet her, but were surprised when a man stepped out of the driver's seat.

Willow smiled as she got out of the passenger's side, "Hi, I'm Willow." Duncan came forward and shook the pretty red heads hand, "Hello, I'm Duncan McLeod. This is Adam Pierson." She shook his hand as well and turned to the man standing silently beside her, "This is Angel." Methos stiffened and Duncan gave him a warning glance. The men shook hands quickly and Angel scowled. He could smell Buffy all over this man and he was not happy.

Willow sensed the tension and shook her head, "Let's go inside so I can set out the things I need to do the locator spell."

Buffy popped her restraints and rubbed her wrists as she sat up. She looked around while she undid her feet, looking for a weapon. Shrugging, she took a wooden chair and placed it close where she could get at it. She then bent over the girl and started to untie her, when she realized the entire room smelled like dead things. Really dead things. Ick. Shaking her head she untied the girl and warned her to be quiet with a finger to her lips. The girl was so shaky that Buffy had to help her stand. Looking around Buffy spotted a tall cabinet and she walked over to it, pulling it out slightly and she hid the girl behind it. Patting her pockets absently for any kind of weapon she suddenly she realized she still had her cell phone. It was small and tucked into her pants pocket; the bad guy obviously had missed it. She opened it but it remained dark. 'Oh, it's turned off.' She shook her head at herself, 'Well duh,' she dialed Methos.

Methos' phone rang and he jumped then answered it. "Buffy?"

"Adam, hi. I've been kidnapped. We're somewhere in the warehouse district and I think there are dead bodies up here too. Hurry." And the phone went dead.

"Damn it. She's in the warehouse district." They all piled into the car and drove quickly to the waterfront. Willow stepped out of the car and closed her eyes, holding up her hands, and whispered the spell. She was suddenly holding a glowing ball and smiled. "Find Buffy." The ball rose and floated off, the men in pursuit. They followed it to a section right on the water when both Methos and Duncan stiffened. They could feel the immortal. Angel's head snapped up, like a wolf scenting its mate, "Buffy!"  The three men ran for a warehouse and in unison broke down the wooden doors.

Buffy could feel Methos close by and grinned fiercely. Suddenly she heard booted feet running up the staircase and she reached over and broke the chair, keeping a sharp part as a weapon. Standing braced she smiled at the man as he burst into the room, staring in shock.

"Oh, what's the matter? Did we lose the little blond?" She asked sarcastically. The man roared and leaped for her but she smoothly moved out of the way. He slowly drew his sword and grinned, "I'm gonna cut you missy and leave the pieces for Methos to find!"

Buffy grinned, showing her teeth, "You're welcome to try ugly boy." Suddenly the sound of the door crashing downstairs made him whip around, and Methos roared, "Buffy?!"

"Up here Adam!" She screamed. Suddenly the immortal bad guy backhanded her across the face, throwing her against the wall. Methos and Duncan ran in and the battle began immediately, swords clashing. Angel quickly ducked around and went to Buffy's side.

"Buffy?" He gently slapped her face and she moaned and opened her eyes. "Angel? What are you doing here?" she asked and sat up woozily. Suddenly she saw the battle in front of her and grasped Angel's arm and pulled him to her, "Get the girl from behind the cabinet. She's a slayer." She whispered and he nodded. He moved with supernatural speed and extracted the girl, slung her over his shoulder, then using his elbow he broke the window and jumped. Buffy shook her head, 'showoff' she thought affectionately, then turned to the battle.

The bad immortal was breathing heavily and Methos waved Duncan back, "He's mine. Take Buffy and go." Buffy shook her head, "Oh, I don't think so." Methos shook his head, eyes never leaving the other immortal, circling, looking for an opening. "Please Sweet." He said and the bad immortal laughed, "I'll kill you Methos and everyone you care about. Don't even doubt it." he slashed forward and Methos suddenly had a cut on his cheek, dripping blood.

Duncan looked at Buffy who nodded. He thought she would follow him out but as he walked downstairs her realized that she wasn't behind him. Cursing quietly he turned back around and bounded back up the stairs to get her.

Methos looked cool and elegant as he thrust and parried, bloodying the other immortal. "Haven't we met?" Methos voice was chill and very British and the bad immortal laughed wildly. "You killed me teacher. It's been 300 years and I swore I'd pay." And he lunged and caught Methos in the side, the sword sliding into the skin, causing Methos to gasp in pain. He started to gloat when Methos pulled back, spun, sword raised horizontally and neatly sliced off the other immortals head. Duncan entered the doorway in time to see the immortals head bounce to the floor and winced. Knowing what would happen next Duncan raced downstairs before he remembered Buffy and cursed again, 'Damn'.

Methos saw Buffy and started to say something when the quickening started. The quickening flashed to Buffy and lifted her up. Buffy cried out as it entered her body, then it dropped her and swept violently to Methos. It raced through every synapse, every cell of his body causing him to roar in pain and triumph. The overload of power blew out all of the windows, causing the people below to cover their heads from the falling glass and debris.

When it was finished Methos was on his knees panting and Buffy was lying on her side on the floor, silent. He groaned and crawled over to her and breathed a sigh of relief when she suddenly gasped and opened her eyes.

"Hello Sweet." He croaked and Buffy sat up with a wince of pain and smiled, "Why do the quickenings keep doing that to me?" She bitched and smiled when he threw his arms around her, shaking in relief. She wrapped her arms around him and sighed. "Let's go home."

He winced and slowly staggered upright and Buffy tucked herself under his arm to support him and they limped downstairs. "Buffy, about your apartment.." he began and she moaned, "You've got to be kidding me?"

Her eyes met Willow's and she smiled as they came out of the warehouse. Angel frowned as he saw how close Buffy and this Adam were and Willow sighed. Only Buffy could have this complicated a lovelife and not even live in LA anymore.

As they limped out of the warehouse Mac was just closing his phone, Willow standing beside him. Angel was standing by what looked like a rental car that had its door open.

Buffy slipped from under Methos' arm and went over to hug Willow. "Thanks for being here." She held back a sob and realized how much she missed her friends.

"Hey, it's ok. Angel and I would do anything for you, you know that." She patted Buffy's back despite feeling her stiffen at the mention of Angel's name. Buffy straightened her shoulders and prepared herself, then turned to Angel when she saw the Haida girl sitting in the car, the door open. 'Ignore him and maybe he'll go away. Yeah, like that would work.'

Buffy walked over and knelt in front of her, "Hi. Your Shaman sent me to find you." She said simply and the girl nodded, "I'm to be a Slayer."

Buffy smiled wearily, "You already are."

"What is your name?" she then asked and the girl smiled, "Teá Fishkiller." Buffy held out her hand, "Buffy Summers."

Angel walked over, hands in his pockets and smiled. Teá looked at him then at Buffy, "He's a nightwalker." Tea said in astonishment.

 Buffy laughed, "I know, but he has a soul and fights on our side." Teá looked at him with something unfathomable, "You are the one in the prophecies of my people. You have a son." Angel nodded in stunned amazement, "How did…" But the girl interrupted, "I was chosen." She said simply. Buffy raised her eyebrows at Angel.

Duncan walked over and smiled at Buffy. She got up and he hugged her tightly. "Mac, I need a place to stay." She said, her voice muffled by his chest and he laughed, "I'll buy ye a house."

"Get your hands off my woman you damned Scotsman," came Methos' voice. Buffy looked around Mac and smiled, "Hey you. Mac said he'd buy me a house. Does that make me a kept woman?" Duncan laughed, kissing her on the cheek before releasing her. He watched as Methos wrapped his arm around her and faced Angel, his body language declaring to the other man that he was the winner.

Willow coughed, "We need to get back. Daylight is in 4 hours and if we push we can make it home." She said and Buffy nodded, "Angel?" She motioned with her head and they walked a little ways off together, making Methos feel uneasy. He could see their body language that bespoke of a long relationship.

"How's the baking?" Angel asked and Buffy laughed. She then looked into the eyes that had meant so much to her, "I really like him Angel." She said softly and he nodded, "He really likes you." Buffy pretended to jump in surprise, "Really, well that's a relief."

 Angel laughed ruefully. "I'll tell you the same thing I said last time, I'm not getting any older." He leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek, walked to the car, and after the girls hugged, he and Willow drove away.

A pickup truck pulled up and an older Haida man and woman leapt out and ran to Teá. She cried and they cried with her. Buffy limped over and Teá introduced her parents, and Buffy gave them a quick rundown on the Slayer and found they were familiar with its responsibilities. They agreed to let Teá to come to the dojo 3 days a week and slay 3 night a week. Buffy nodded and they bundled their daughter into the truck and drove away. It was always nice to have supportive parents.

Methos watched with pride as she limped over to him, "Let's get a hotel." He said and she nodded wearily.

She turned to Duncan, "Mac, call the police yet?" Duncan nodded and grimaced, there were several dead bodies in the warehouse. "Aye, and I'll check on Richie and the girrls and let them know."