A/N: Sorry this took so long, got held up with Christmas and New Year!
Thank you to everyone who has read this and reviewed.
Your comments keep me writing.
I haven't decided on pairings yet, we shall see where my muse takes
Me.
Thanks Emmy, you're a wee star!!
This chapter's for Diana, hope I don't disappoint!
Chapter 3
Wesley could hear the girls sobbing, through the door he could just see Xander his face blank, tears glistening in his eyes.
It was a lot for them to take in at once, Faith had been considered a friend at one point, having a relationship of sorts with Xander. However, the news of Joyce hit them all hard. She may not have given birth to them, but she took care of them when they were sick, hugged them when they needed it, and most importantly she cared about each and everyone of them making them feel special in their own ways.
Buffy began to stir as Giles appeared in the doorway to check on her.
"Sorry Wes, I didn't mean to make you all wet. You make a good pillow." She added as an afterthought.
Wesley blushed and turned to Giles "How are the others? Have you decided on a plan of action?"
"Giles." Buffy whispered, the fear showing in her eyes.
Giles looked at Buffy and gasped. He had never seen his slayer so afraid , even when she had gone to face certain death at the hands of the Master.
"Buffy," he said panicked
"They're coming."
Giles and Wesley looked at each other. "GO! Take Buffy and get out of here, I'll hold them off as long as I can," Giles ordered Wesley. He turned to Buffy. "Go through the basement, hurry!"
Wesley and Buffy reached the basement as they heard the shop door being kicked open. They barricaded the door behind them. The door to the alleyway was rattling- someone was trying to get in.
Buffy and Wes stopped dead, she picked up two swords handing one to Wes. "We go down fighting."
Wes looked at Buffy. "Do you trust me?"
Buffy turned to Wes, looked him in the eye and nodded not sure where this was going.
Wesley pulled a stick out of his pocket, pointed it at a glove lying on the table and mumbled an incantation under his breath. The glove glowed slightly.
With one hand he grabbed Buffy's and instructed her to drop the sword and grab the glove.
Buffy never hesitated and they disappeared with a loud "pop", 2 seconds later the door burst open and the council's retrieval/assassination team entered the basement ripping it apart looking for the Slayer.
*********************************************************** Meanwhile upstairs
"Where is she?!" Quentin asked Giles menacingly
"Buffy? She received some bad news and went for a walk to clear her head." Giles answered, his glance to the others told them to follow his lead.
"This isn't over Rupert, we will find her."
"And then what?" asked Giles
Travers smirked at Giles and turned and left the shop, flanked by his men.
***********************************************************
As soon as Buffy touched the glove she felt an extreme pull at her navel, it was as if her feet lifted off the ground and she was being spun around in circles.
All too soon, she hit the ground, if not for her Slayer reflexes she would have landed in an unceremonious heap on the ground.
Thank you to everyone who has read this and reviewed.
Your comments keep me writing.
I haven't decided on pairings yet, we shall see where my muse takes
Me.
Thanks Emmy, you're a wee star!!
This chapter's for Diana, hope I don't disappoint!
Chapter 3
Wesley could hear the girls sobbing, through the door he could just see Xander his face blank, tears glistening in his eyes.
It was a lot for them to take in at once, Faith had been considered a friend at one point, having a relationship of sorts with Xander. However, the news of Joyce hit them all hard. She may not have given birth to them, but she took care of them when they were sick, hugged them when they needed it, and most importantly she cared about each and everyone of them making them feel special in their own ways.
Buffy began to stir as Giles appeared in the doorway to check on her.
"Sorry Wes, I didn't mean to make you all wet. You make a good pillow." She added as an afterthought.
Wesley blushed and turned to Giles "How are the others? Have you decided on a plan of action?"
"Giles." Buffy whispered, the fear showing in her eyes.
Giles looked at Buffy and gasped. He had never seen his slayer so afraid , even when she had gone to face certain death at the hands of the Master.
"Buffy," he said panicked
"They're coming."
Giles and Wesley looked at each other. "GO! Take Buffy and get out of here, I'll hold them off as long as I can," Giles ordered Wesley. He turned to Buffy. "Go through the basement, hurry!"
Wesley and Buffy reached the basement as they heard the shop door being kicked open. They barricaded the door behind them. The door to the alleyway was rattling- someone was trying to get in.
Buffy and Wes stopped dead, she picked up two swords handing one to Wes. "We go down fighting."
Wes looked at Buffy. "Do you trust me?"
Buffy turned to Wes, looked him in the eye and nodded not sure where this was going.
Wesley pulled a stick out of his pocket, pointed it at a glove lying on the table and mumbled an incantation under his breath. The glove glowed slightly.
With one hand he grabbed Buffy's and instructed her to drop the sword and grab the glove.
Buffy never hesitated and they disappeared with a loud "pop", 2 seconds later the door burst open and the council's retrieval/assassination team entered the basement ripping it apart looking for the Slayer.
*********************************************************** Meanwhile upstairs
"Where is she?!" Quentin asked Giles menacingly
"Buffy? She received some bad news and went for a walk to clear her head." Giles answered, his glance to the others told them to follow his lead.
"This isn't over Rupert, we will find her."
"And then what?" asked Giles
Travers smirked at Giles and turned and left the shop, flanked by his men.
***********************************************************
As soon as Buffy touched the glove she felt an extreme pull at her navel, it was as if her feet lifted off the ground and she was being spun around in circles.
All too soon, she hit the ground, if not for her Slayer reflexes she would have landed in an unceremonious heap on the ground.