A/N: Hey guys thanks for reviewing, I'm really sorry guys I made the biggest mistake last chapter, I said Angel was from England, I meant to type Ireland… I think I was thinking of Spike at the time (can you blame me), thanks for picking that up Karma! Just so you all know I'm trying to fit all my thoughts into one chapter and its really hard but I have lots of plans ...so just hold tight… and I'll try and keep all your demands in there. The beginning of this chapter may be a tad boring, but you kind of need to know it so you can tell what's happening with Mrs. Post.
Chapter 9
"So the only thing we actually know about Mrs. Post's where abouts is that she's in Sunnydale?" Said Quentin Travers the head of the council with his stiff British accent.
"We think she may have already reached the slayer and Mr. Giles." Said one of the men sitting at the table using a very timid voice.
"Well I'm afraid that is not good enough!" His face was becoming bright red with anger. "We have been tracing them for the last 2 days and we still have not found them. We cannot take this risk, God knows wether Rupert is alive or dead and if we ever do find Miss Summers and the and Mrs. Post there's no saying that she wont have brainwashed her into thinking the council is bad and that the Master is really a good person that we want roaming around!" Mr. Traver's face was now a dark crimson colour and several times during his rant spit went flying across the room.
"Are we absolutely certain that she is interested in the master though?" Said an over confident woman who wears far to much lipstick.
At this Mr. Travers calmed down a little bit. "Well she was the woman originally assigned to Miss Summers and she was some one who knew the most about him, after that research assignment on him. Especially after her husband left her she hasn't really had any where else to go."
"What exactly does she want with the master?"
"I'm not to sure, perhaps to offer her loyalty to him and be his servant that works by day. I also believes that she gets kicks out of corruption so perhaps she wishes to corrupt the one and only slayer." By this time Mr. Travers was almost back to his normal calm state.
"Do you think that Mr. Giles and Miss Summers will be ok?"
"I hope so, I guess the only way to tell is to send someone in there. Wesley I think you should go." At this a well dressed and well groomed man looked up from his paper, he looked very nervous and Mr. Travers just started at him with the rest of the table.
"Er, um, alright"
A/N: Hey guys sorry that was so short and boring but it had to be done, now that's out of the way I hope to move onto better and more exciting things. R&R please
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