Author's Note:  Let's play a game.  We'll call it Can You Spot the Ferngully Reference? Haha. So here it is, another installment of Andy, Super Villain turned, well, he was always adorable in my eyes. I also feared for Boba Fett's safety, you know.  I have quite the Star Wars collection myself…*cough cough* anyways, I'm sure you don't care about that.

Disclaimer: I own Gina. That's it. The rest is owned by other people. Money? What money?

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The Road Inadvertently Traveled

            Gina followed closely behind Andrew as he led the way to Buffy's house.  She couldn't put her finger on it, but she sensed that something was off between them.  The funny thing was that she could not remember how she had gotten upstairs.  She fell asleep on the couch in the basement, but she woke up on the living room floor.  She had asked Andrew about it, but he had shrugged and told her not to worry.

            "Are you sure this is the way to Buffy's?" Gina asked, trying to spark conversation.  It had been so easy to open up on the walk to her house, why was it so hard now?

            "Uh, yup."  Andrew nodded.  "Yup, Buffy's is—"

            "What's the logic behind going there again?"

            At this he stopped, and turned around, putting his hands in his pockets.  "'Cause there's something weird going on, and I think that we'd be safer if we stayed with her.  Which I realize now is what she was trying to get me to understand before when she tied me to the chair—"

            Gina's eyes were wide.  "She what?"

            "Well, really it was Xander and actually it was because they thought I was gonna do something evil, but that's ridiculous, right?  I'm not evil.  Not anymore."  Andrew averted his eyes for a moment, then looked up at her sheepishly.  "Do you think I'm evil?"

            Although slightly confused and trying to overcome the being tied to a chair bit, Gina was trying not to laugh.  "No, Andy, I don't think you're evil."

            "Are you sure?"

            Gina tugged at his sleeve until his hand was out of his pocket.  "I'm positive,"

            They resumed walking, this time arm in arm.  "You know, only fools are positive."

            "Are you sure?"

            He smiled at her, and she slipped her arm around his waist.  They got to the next block in a more comfortable silence than before.

            And then suddenly, Gina froze, her entire body going rigid as if she had just been thrown into a river with heavy boulders tied to her feet.

            "What?  What's wrong?" Andrew inquired worriedly.

            Her hand flew to her mouth.  "Oh my God,"

            "What?"

            "I attacked you!"

            Andrew relaxed.  "Oh, that,"

            "'Oh that'?  Andy—"

            "It's okay, you weren't," he weighed his words, "you weren't you, is all."

            "I saw Katrina, and she told me to—oh my God!"

            "Hey, come on, calm down, everything's fine.  You didn't hurt me—I mean, you scared me pretty good, but I'm okay.  Let's just get to Buffy's.  She can help.  She's trying to figure this thing out, we just need to get over there, and then maybe we can help, too.  We'll be like Doggett and Reyes, the underdog agents that the fans begrudgingly accept as the new future of the X Files."

            Gina was shaking her head, running her fingers through her hair.  "Andy, Trina's dead.  How could I see her and hear her and obey her?  I don't want to hurt you!"

            "I know," Andrew sighed, pulling her into a hug.  "Look, I see dead people, too.  Warren and Jonathan, they pop up from time to time.  And they tell me to do things, too.  It's been happening a lot lately.  Willow and Dawn saw dead people, so they've probably got this already figured out."  Gina pulled away and started pacing.  "Are you gonna be alright?"

            "I dunno, Andy.  I've never tried to kill my high school crush before!"  She stopped and took his hands in hers.  "What if Buffy can't help?"

            "I honestly don't think we have to worry about that.  If Sunnydale is the Matrix, then Buffy is definitely the One."

            Gina nodded, convinced.  "Okay, let's get there, then."

            They continued to hold hands.

            "How precious is this?" Warren jeered.  "I mean, look at you two!  Andrew, you finally found a girl to appreciate what a loser you are!  I am so proud of you!"  He followed them, but Andrew made no indication that he was even aware of Warren's presence.  "And she's cute, too, Andy.  And that's just the back.  You know, if I was still alive, I'd steal her away from you."

            "Shut up, Warren," Andrew snapped over his shoulder.

            Warren smirked.  "It is so easy to get under your skin, Andrew Dear.  All I have to do is remind you of how insignificant you really are."

            "Umm, Andy?"  Gina tried to get his attention back.

            "One sec."  Andrew released her hand, and strode up to Warren.  "I thought I told you to leave me alone?" he whispered harshly.

            "But how could I stay away from such an adorable couple?  And here I thought you were in love with me.  My heart's broken, Andrew, it really is."

            Andrew was fuming.  "Don't you dare say that now!  You never felt anything towards me!  I was just a puppet to you!  I always did what you told me to do, Warren!  Always!  And you never ever thought about me outside of your little schemes and plots."

            "How could I?  I treated you like a puppet because that's what you are, Andrew.  That's all you'll ever be.  You're too pathetic to amount to anything, and you know it.  So take a good long look at your little girlfriend over there, and then look me in the eye and tell me you won't be thinking of me when you sleep with her."

            "Andy, I really think—" He cast a glance her way, and his jaw fell open.  There behind her stood the newly refurbished Sunnydale High School.  "Well, I just thought we were going to Buffy's?"

            "How did--?" but Warren was gone.

How was that? Did you enjoy that? I know the previous chapter was a little meh, so I hope this one's better...Come on, people, where's the Andy heterosexual love? Not that I'm saying I don't wanna be the only one, cuz let's face it, the less competition…well, you get the pitcher.

Thanks for reading.