The four of them decided on a plan over their meal in Methos and Buffy's suite. The girls chatted about friends, leather and what Angel had probably packed for their little trip that night.
"I wanna see." Buffy jumped up and Faith laughed, "The trunks are in our room." Both girls went next door, leaving the men to follow at their leisure.
They bent over the steamer trunks and began pulling out hardware. Methos and Mac watched in bemusement as stakes, bottles of holy water, crosses and crossbows, and silver daggers were unloaded onto the floor.
Faith
got up and opened the other trunk and pulled out 2 long leather coats.
"Oooh leather." The girls said
happily. They put on the dusters, frowned then exchanged them and tried them on
again, smiles this time. They started loading up the pockets and hidden spaces
with their weapons then examined one another. Buffy tucked in a stake that was
showing on Faith and Faith adjusted the harness for the crossbow draped over
Buffy's back.
The woman turned to the men watching them with surprise and smiled, "Well boys, we're ready to stomp vamp ass." Buffy said brightly.
The men went to get dressed and when they were ready Buffy walked up to Methos, something in her closed hand.
Opening it she showed him his cross, "This needs to go back around your neck. I had it blessed at Notre Dame by a Father Darius." Her eyes were shiny with unshed tears at the memory of what she had found after she had left the cathedral. Methos exchanged a startled glance with Mac then gently took it and kissed her, "I'm sorry Sweet." He knew that this would need to be hashed out later and he wasn't looking forward to it.
With the cross firmly in place, and another cross around Mac's neck they left for the nightlife of Paris.
Faith and Buffy walked along chatting about things, and men.
"Did you have to sleep with him?" Buffy asked in a pained voice. "I'll never be able to look at him again without seeing you wrapped around him like an anaconda."
Faith laughed at this, " Oh B. How you could even pass him up is beyond me. He's hot, practically radiates power, incredibly sexy with the accent." Faith sighed and shook her head, "I just couldn't resist."
"What about Robin?" Buffy asked curiously.
Faith shrugged, "He's in Massachusetts checkin' for slayers. It was both our choice, no regrets."
The girls suddenly sensed vamps and smiled in anticipation.
There was a large forest on the outskirts of Paris. It had held at one time a château and church, but time and weather had reduced them both to dust. Now the vampires used it for their own purposes. It had underground passages that were perfect for daytime resting places. Down there the head vampire Reynaud had come across an ancient lambskin scroll written by the Knight Templars of the 11th century. It had told of a demon so powerful that it was able to cause destruction and chaos to living things.
The vamps were in a clearing where the château had stood, a section of a floor still standing to provide a raised platform for the head vampire to sit. Beside him was a box made of alabaster. The thing practically glowed in the moonlight. It had taken Reynaud almost a hundred years to locate it, and a lot of resources as well, but it was finally his. He shook his head at the thought that the Slayer could have ruined his plans.
This night he had plans to reward his vampires for their job well done on the Slayer's companion. He had overseen the death of the man who had the smell of the Slayer all over him. The cross had been a bit of a problem, but the sacrifice of a few vamps to get it removed and placed in the envelope had proved inconsequential.
Reynaud rubbed the box with a fond hand then stood, demanding silence. He was about to reward his vamps when the strong feeling of slayer came over them. Looking up, he stared with consternation. There were two Slayers! He threw his head back and screamed his anger and frustration to the sky.
Buffy shook her head, "Oh, is the poor little vampire disappointed that I didn't leave town?" she asked, all syrupy sympathy.
"Too bad." Faith remarked and grinned viciously.
Behind them Duncan stepped into the bright moonlight, a naked sword raised in his hand. Then came Methos.
There were gasps from the vamps and Reynaud stared again, "You're dead! Why aren't you dead?"
Methos smiled and raised his sword, "I'm immortal."
Buffy rolled her eyes at Faith, "Enough talk." Faith nodded and they pulled their crossbows from over their shoulders and started dusting vamps. The battle began.
Vamps were getting dusted right and left and Reynaud panicked and tore the lid off of the box, watching the demon Appolyon appear.
"Oh shit." Methos said as he realized what had just happened. Thousands of years of work down the tubes. Stupid vamp.
Buffy shifted her eyes to the box in time to see the demon arise. "Oh boy." She muttered dusting another vamp.
The huge demon croaked a jumble of words and more demons appeared. Buffy ducked to avoid the fist of another vamp and staked him. Turning to intercept another attack she found herself face to face with an ugly demon.
It snarled and charged her. Buffy rolled onto the ground to avoid its razor sharp claws. Pulling out her sword she jumped to her feet and swiped off it's head and searched for any signs of her love, Faith or Mac.
A vamp stepped in front of her and she dusted him as well. As she surveyed the battle, (while dodging more attacks), she realized that while the vamps were dying, the demons were quickly filling their places.
Buffy wiped at a large cut over her eye, seeing blood on her hand. Two more vamps rushed her, she staked one but before she reached the other it too was gone. A grinning Methos, with his sword was standing in its place.
"Love." He greeted while killing another demon. He noticed the cut on her head and tossed her his handkerchief, "Here Sweet."
She smiled as she caught it and held it to her head, staunching the bleeding while decapitating another vicious demon.
"So Adam." She shouted kicking a vamp away, then dusting it.
"My love?" he replied, taking out some more vamps and another demon with a backhanded stroke.
"I think I goofed. This may be our last battle!" she called cheerfully, twisting out of the reach of two demons, then ducking and rolling to avoid a third.
"Nay love, we're still kicking." He flashed her a smile.
Faith, who had a large slash down her arm called, "Yeah B! I don't know about you, but I ain't heard the fat lady sing yet!"
When the head vamp yelled something, the Slayer's eyes met and they simultaneously began to fight their way toward him. Buffy ignored the pain in her left shoulder that had been slashed by a demon, killing another that almost had Faith.
"I owe ya' B." Faith panted. They soon stood back to back, and Buffy was facing the vamp. She yanked her cross into plain view out of her shirt and Reynaud screamed in pain.
"You've been a bad vamp, calling demons." Buffy shook her head in disappointment. Reynaud launched himself at her in his pain and rage, and at the same time Buffy threw a stake. Stake met vampire and made dust.
Buffy coughed and both she and Faith were waving their hands to clear the air.
Faith nudged Buffy and they saw the demon begin to stalk down the steps of the platform to them. Buffy and Faith backed up, not sure what to do at this point when suddenly there was a great flash of light.
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