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Snap Happy

Willow glanced at the clock. 10:32. Friday night and she was stuck in the library with a vampire, a slayer a librarian, a computer geek, a fashion freak and a werewolf. The werewolf however she loved very much. Oz. The one person that she knew could make her feel safe. She squeezed him tighter. He looked down at her, brushing her hair from her face. He knew. He knew she was scared. Willow was fragile. A Wiccan but none the less a very gentle human that he didn't deserve.

'Its ok.. there's nothing to be afraid of. Mornin' will soon be here and vampires can't stand sunlight' Oz tried to reassure her but was soon interrupted with a low, evil laugh. A laugh that came straight from the gut. Spikes gut.

'You don't get it do you!' He stood his face straightening. 'You cant kill her. No one can kill her. Nothing can kill her. The sooner you realise that, the sooner you can come to terms with your own deaths. Well done Giles. You've just killed everyone in this room. Everyone except me that is' He laughed again. This pissed off Buffy. The one person she needed and she'd killed him. She needed Angel. She tried telling herself that it wasn't possible. But it didn't sink in.

'Listen asshole you either shut up or you can eat stake for supper, whichever way, nobodies gonna be making any funeral arrangements just yet. But we can reconsider yours.' By this time she was in Spike face. So close she could smell the musty smell of his leather duster. The smell of dust and cobwebs where he laid day after day in an underground cellar away from the sunlight that would turn him to dust.

'Yeah slayer.. 'cos you scare me so easily' Spike remarked. His snappy comebacks always got Buffy clenching her fists and still she wondered why she didn't slay his ass.

'Now now people we don't want anymore disagreements. We need to stay focused and alert. If what Spike say's is right then we can't afford to lose focus and let Electra kill us all.' Giles rubbed his temples. Being a watcher wasn't everything it was cracked up to be. He removed his glasses and sat on his desk. The pressure was getting too much for him and everyone could see.

'Giles is right guys we need to like, mellow out here.' Cordelia was full of witty remarks.

'Yeah well how do we do that Mrs Vogue teen magazine huh? We've got a killer demon bitchess vampire on the loose in Sunny dale and you want us to mellow out?.. your so full of good ideas' Buffy sarcastically remarked.

Everyone looked shocked at the sudden outburst. It wasn't like Buffy to snap at someone. Let alone one of her fellow friends.

'Oh yeah and you think that's gonna help Buffy. Admit it. Your as scared as everyone else here' bellowed Willow. She loosened her grip on Oz.

'Yeah right Willow. I don't get scared. That's your job remember?' Buffy raised her eyebrows.

'Hey you leave Willow alone bitch. Just 'cos you think your invincible don't take it out on those that care' spat Oz. Xanders jaw hit the floor. What was going on? Why was everyone snapping.

'Everyone just calm down please' begged Giles but no one listened. By this time there was a shouting competition. Everyone was shouting at each other, yelling some kind of snide remark. No one heard the doors open. Well.. there was one that did.

'She's here' chimed Spike in a sing song tone, but no one was paying any attention.