Hellmouth - Sunnydale
'Goddess this place is so haunted! Why did I come here at dusk?' The redhead internally berated herself, 'but Buffy asked me to do this, no more prophecies will happen over this hellmouth, No sir –re -bob. Just a tiny spell to cloak the hellmouth for good from demons, and vampires, and other icky things that go bump in the night. Oh goddess I'm babbling in my head, I'm on a mission from Buffy and I'm babbling in my head...'
Suddenly Willow heard a piece of the wreckage that was once Sunnydale break nearby on its own accord.
'Well I better find a place to set up this spell and to stop talking to myself, yup sounds like a plan...'
Willow steeled herself and trekked off to find a safe clear space to set up for the cloaking spell. All the while praying to the goddess to protect her just in case.
--- Meanwhile on the other side of the crater ---
"Wow," Daniel breathed out.
"Yes, wow, wow as in wow what a dump!"
"Jack that isn't a very nice thing to say...after all this is a very evil place and many innocent people have died here..."
"Sorry Daniel for trying to lighten the mood"
"Jack, Daniel, that's enough," Sam chided. "We need to finish a perimeter sweep before we can set up camp. It's already dusk so we need to get a move on now."
"O'Neill, Major Carter is correct, although I believe that we should set up camp up top on the cliffs edge. My symbote is not at ease here."
"Junior is probably just sensing all the mystical energy that converges here."
"No O'Neill there are two presence's roaming here. Both of them are powerful...very powerful,"
"Alright everyone," Jack sighed. "Check your gear, we're going on a witch hunt."
Daniel, Sam, and Teal'c all turned around to Jack with raised eyebrows and stared.
"What?" Jack cried, "Aren't I allowed at least a little bit of hellmouth humour?"
- - - ~*~*~*~*~*~ - - - L.A.
"Buffy how could you? Why did you send Willow alone? If you had a prophetic dream why did you not tell anyone. Xander, Mr.Giles, Me, anyone? We're all here to help you Buffy. Why did you not turn to us?" Wesley ranted, barely able to believe what he had been told.
"I THOUGHT that she could handle it on her own, she's the only one powerful enough Wesley. What could we have done to help her? She's the only one who can pull this off Wes..."
"Buffy you could have went with her for company, for support, for someone to watch her back. Who knows what kind of evil is still lurking around the hellmouth."
"Oh god Wes, I never thought of it like that. Oh god I sent my best friend into a death trap, what have I done?"
"It's alright Buffy, you only thought that you were doing what was right, everyone makes mistakes. I'm sure Willow WILL be able to handle herself. But I have sent the company jet out to get you, Dawn, Xander, Faith, Robin, and Mr.Giles. It's already in the air."
"Thank you Wes"
"Its no problem really, I assure you, and Buffy..."
"Yes Wesley?"
"Willow WILL be alright"
"I believe you. I'll be seeing you soon OK?"
"We'll be waiting"
"Bye"
"Ta"
Wesley hung up the phone, placed his head in his hands and sighed. He told Buffy that Willow would be alright, problem was he was having trouble believing that himself.
'Goddess this place is so haunted! Why did I come here at dusk?' The redhead internally berated herself, 'but Buffy asked me to do this, no more prophecies will happen over this hellmouth, No sir –re -bob. Just a tiny spell to cloak the hellmouth for good from demons, and vampires, and other icky things that go bump in the night. Oh goddess I'm babbling in my head, I'm on a mission from Buffy and I'm babbling in my head...'
Suddenly Willow heard a piece of the wreckage that was once Sunnydale break nearby on its own accord.
'Well I better find a place to set up this spell and to stop talking to myself, yup sounds like a plan...'
Willow steeled herself and trekked off to find a safe clear space to set up for the cloaking spell. All the while praying to the goddess to protect her just in case.
--- Meanwhile on the other side of the crater ---
"Wow," Daniel breathed out.
"Yes, wow, wow as in wow what a dump!"
"Jack that isn't a very nice thing to say...after all this is a very evil place and many innocent people have died here..."
"Sorry Daniel for trying to lighten the mood"
"Jack, Daniel, that's enough," Sam chided. "We need to finish a perimeter sweep before we can set up camp. It's already dusk so we need to get a move on now."
"O'Neill, Major Carter is correct, although I believe that we should set up camp up top on the cliffs edge. My symbote is not at ease here."
"Junior is probably just sensing all the mystical energy that converges here."
"No O'Neill there are two presence's roaming here. Both of them are powerful...very powerful,"
"Alright everyone," Jack sighed. "Check your gear, we're going on a witch hunt."
Daniel, Sam, and Teal'c all turned around to Jack with raised eyebrows and stared.
"What?" Jack cried, "Aren't I allowed at least a little bit of hellmouth humour?"
- - - ~*~*~*~*~*~ - - - L.A.
"Buffy how could you? Why did you send Willow alone? If you had a prophetic dream why did you not tell anyone. Xander, Mr.Giles, Me, anyone? We're all here to help you Buffy. Why did you not turn to us?" Wesley ranted, barely able to believe what he had been told.
"I THOUGHT that she could handle it on her own, she's the only one powerful enough Wesley. What could we have done to help her? She's the only one who can pull this off Wes..."
"Buffy you could have went with her for company, for support, for someone to watch her back. Who knows what kind of evil is still lurking around the hellmouth."
"Oh god Wes, I never thought of it like that. Oh god I sent my best friend into a death trap, what have I done?"
"It's alright Buffy, you only thought that you were doing what was right, everyone makes mistakes. I'm sure Willow WILL be able to handle herself. But I have sent the company jet out to get you, Dawn, Xander, Faith, Robin, and Mr.Giles. It's already in the air."
"Thank you Wes"
"Its no problem really, I assure you, and Buffy..."
"Yes Wesley?"
"Willow WILL be alright"
"I believe you. I'll be seeing you soon OK?"
"We'll be waiting"
"Bye"
"Ta"
Wesley hung up the phone, placed his head in his hands and sighed. He told Buffy that Willow would be alright, problem was he was having trouble believing that himself.