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Authors Note: I will be going home for break, so I might not be able to update as often. Please review, but be gentle. Thanks for the Reviews I have gotten I truly appreciate them.
Chapter 4: England and An Invitation
England: Airport
"Well that was fun." Buffy said sarcastically as her, Duncan, Ainlle, and Liam get off the plane.
"It could've been worse." Duncan states.
"Ya, how's that?"
"Angelus could've found you, The Scooby gang could've staked you and Methos could've been waiting for us." Duncan and Buffy realized that he was speaking way too soon, as the felt the presence of another immortal.
"Yes, well then I think it just went down hill." Buffy said, turning around to face Methos.
"Hi, Methos. So, how's it going." Buffy said, hoping to avoid the lecture. Duncan smiled and looked pleased at the petite blonde's discomfort.
'Alright, so, she has died, has two overgrown pets and a ex that is stalking her. One thing left to do.' Methos thought, he swept Buffy up in his arms and kissed her sensless. Duncan looked on in shock.
'In all the hundreds of years that I have known him, he has never done that. Go, Methos. Oh! Watch out for her right! She might hit you!' Duncan thought, but he was even more shocked, when Buffy slipped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer.
"Uh guys! As interesting as this could get. Could you take it somewhere else?" He watched as both of them turned a slight shade of pink before hitting him. "Ow! Did you have to hit me with full slayer strength?"
"We will continue this later." Methos said, looking at Buffy, "Alright tell me who the dogs are, before they bite my leg off." Ainlle and Liam had not taken a liking to him yet and were waiting for their mistress to introduce them.
"This is Liam," Buffy said, pointing to the black one, "And he is Ainlle."
"Protector and Fierce Warrior. Good choices."
"What? Was I the only one that didn't study the damn language?" Buffy asked. She had looked at old watcher's diaries and found Angel's name to be Liam, and she had seen Ainlle as his brother.
At the Flat
Buffy and Methos had yet to have their talk, Buffy was putting her clothes in her draw, when she heard a tapping, opening the window, an owl flew in.
"Hello little birdie, what can I do for you?" she noticed a message attached to the leg.
It read:
'Ms. Summers,
I, Albus Dumbledore, invite you to come teach at my school of Witch Craft and Wizardry. We have a position open that is right up your alley, it is Defense Against the Dark Arts.
I realize that you have two companions, you may bring them along.
Methos and Duncan can also come. Tell them Albus says hi.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore'
Authors Note: I will be going home for break, so I might not be able to update as often. Please review, but be gentle. Thanks for the Reviews I have gotten I truly appreciate them.
Chapter 4: England and An Invitation
England: Airport
"Well that was fun." Buffy said sarcastically as her, Duncan, Ainlle, and Liam get off the plane.
"It could've been worse." Duncan states.
"Ya, how's that?"
"Angelus could've found you, The Scooby gang could've staked you and Methos could've been waiting for us." Duncan and Buffy realized that he was speaking way too soon, as the felt the presence of another immortal.
"Yes, well then I think it just went down hill." Buffy said, turning around to face Methos.
"Hi, Methos. So, how's it going." Buffy said, hoping to avoid the lecture. Duncan smiled and looked pleased at the petite blonde's discomfort.
'Alright, so, she has died, has two overgrown pets and a ex that is stalking her. One thing left to do.' Methos thought, he swept Buffy up in his arms and kissed her sensless. Duncan looked on in shock.
'In all the hundreds of years that I have known him, he has never done that. Go, Methos. Oh! Watch out for her right! She might hit you!' Duncan thought, but he was even more shocked, when Buffy slipped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer.
"Uh guys! As interesting as this could get. Could you take it somewhere else?" He watched as both of them turned a slight shade of pink before hitting him. "Ow! Did you have to hit me with full slayer strength?"
"We will continue this later." Methos said, looking at Buffy, "Alright tell me who the dogs are, before they bite my leg off." Ainlle and Liam had not taken a liking to him yet and were waiting for their mistress to introduce them.
"This is Liam," Buffy said, pointing to the black one, "And he is Ainlle."
"Protector and Fierce Warrior. Good choices."
"What? Was I the only one that didn't study the damn language?" Buffy asked. She had looked at old watcher's diaries and found Angel's name to be Liam, and she had seen Ainlle as his brother.
At the Flat
Buffy and Methos had yet to have their talk, Buffy was putting her clothes in her draw, when she heard a tapping, opening the window, an owl flew in.
"Hello little birdie, what can I do for you?" she noticed a message attached to the leg.
It read:
'Ms. Summers,
I, Albus Dumbledore, invite you to come teach at my school of Witch Craft and Wizardry. We have a position open that is right up your alley, it is Defense Against the Dark Arts.
I realize that you have two companions, you may bring them along.
Methos and Duncan can also come. Tell them Albus says hi.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore'