Chapter One
"So she didn't know what it was?" Buffy asked. She was on her bed, her attention stuck on the notebook on her lap and the pencil she had following her reading.
"No," Willow answered from across from her on her own bed. "She said she was sure it wasn't a demon. But it was powerful." Her attention was also elsewhere. Her's was stuck in a demonology/spell book she'd borrowed from Giles who had the whole complete library in his home.
"Well, at least you guys aren't hurt. I mean, it didn't attack you." Buffy said, looking up for a minute before returning back to her notes for psych class.
"Thanks for the though." Willow stated dryly. "So did you talk to Giles about it? I mean, did he have any ideas?" She hadn't asked Giles about it and asked Buffy to. She just happened to have a demonology/spell book in her care and thought it was worth a shot.
"Yeah. He said he'd look into it." She looked up again. "Which we know means sleepless nights of research and many cups of tea." she finished, rolling her eyes like she was trying to remember an answer to something.
"Yeah, but, book guy, so he might know where to look." She stood and walked to her computer desk, book still in arms.
"What are you doing?" Buffy asked, sparing a glance up as her friend walked away. Her attention then went back to the notebook.
"I think I can look up some of this stuff on the net. Little keys and stuff." She started to type and hit the enter soundly, turning in her chair to Buffy. "Cordelia sent me a demon database, so tell Giles it he ever doesn't want to look in the books he can use my lap top."
"How is Cordelia?" Buffy asked, setting the notebook on the bed and reaching over her bed to her bag, pulling out a binder. She then removed some sheets of paper and set them on the binder. "I don't think I've talked to her sense..." Buffy trailed off at the memory.
"Good. She said Welsey's now working with the group. But I guess he's not really like the watcher wannabe he was."
"Why is it I highly doubt that?" Willow turning her seat at the sound of the Internet connection and laughed lightly at Buffy's comment.
"Well, a lot of reasons."
"I just don't get it though. The Council refused to help Angel when he was dying, but they send a watcher to his aid?"
"No, not really. If what Cordy said was true, The Council fired him. So that's why he's been working with Angel. Plus, it just happened that he was following a demon that lead to one of Angel's cases."
"So Angel actually lets him work there?"
"Yeah, I guess he's okay with it. And Cordy and him have gotten to be really close friends." Buffy shot a look to Willow at the comment of 'close friends'. Willow didn't even have to look to know that she'd given her a distressed look. "Calm down. I said 'friends'. He's not interested in her and she isn't in him."
"Yeah, well. I guess it's really not my business to be jealous. I mean, I moved on with Riley. The only thing that gets me is he left me cause he couldn't have a relationship."
"Which he's not." Willow interjected
"And I thought I should have been over him by now." Willow turned in her chair to face Buffy and sighed as she saw Buffy looking over at her.
"No one expects you to ever get over him. You two had a greater love than Romeo and Juliet than- than Cleopatra and Mark Anthony or even Bo and Hope. Star-crossed lovers that were destined to doom."
"But Bo and Hope are going to be together. Bo found Hope..."
"Okay, bad example. I was going to say Marlena and John but they got married. But you know what I mean." There was a beep on the computer and she turned to it, clicking on the mouse as she scanned down the web page.
"Yeah, well I'm just worries that I never will. I know Riley will never be an Angel. That's a definite obvious, but still. What if I'm never really truly happy again. I mean, Angel made me happy. Riley ... well, it keeps my mind off of Angel as best anyone really could. Well, besides you, no offense."
"None taken."
"But still. What does it take for me to get over him?"
"Once again, no one thinks you will. It's not that we don't want you to cause we really do. We want you to be happy, really, but if you don't make it there then that's fine too. Just, take time." She stopped Buffy before she could say anything. "More time. I know, it's been a while but when you love someone. I mean truly love someone, it won't just go away. Speaking from my own person experience."
"I'm sorry Will, I did think about how much this reflects on you." Willow hit 'enter' on the keyboard and while the next page loaded she look back over.
"I know. I think I'm finally letting go. But I do know it takes all the time. And a lot of ice cream."
"Oh yeah."
"And a lot of friends."
"And we weren't there. We just whined about your mourning and wouldn't listen. We really don't deserve you."
"Well, no, but I still love you." Willow laughed. She clicked something on the screen and the printer started up.
"So, what yea find?" Buffy asked, getting up from her seat on her bed and walking to the tiny little fridge by her desk. She opened the door and pulled out a Diet Coke.
"Um, just some things on warlocks and such, steel witch's powers, hunt them, blah, blah. Nothing we usually don't see."
"Warlocks? That sounds like something from 'Charmed'."
"You fight forces of darkness every night -- sometimes the day -- and you're questioning something that they show on TV?"
"Okay, good point." The print finished and she picked it up.
"I'm gonna go to Tara's, see if she knows anything more. Show her what I found. Um, are you going to be here when I get back?"
"I don't know. I might go to Giles'."
"Not, Riley's?" She slowly questioned.
"I don't think it'd be best, the whole 'everyone in the Initiative lives there' thing could be a big problem. And with thinking that he and Faith ... well, not really on the terms to see him right now."
"I'll give him bad luck for a day or something if you want."
"We'll talk about that later." Willow grabbed her bag and grabbed her keys, heading for the door.
"We'll, I'll see you later then."
"Bye Wills." With the final departing terms, Willow left through the door.
"So she didn't know what it was?" Buffy asked. She was on her bed, her attention stuck on the notebook on her lap and the pencil she had following her reading.
"No," Willow answered from across from her on her own bed. "She said she was sure it wasn't a demon. But it was powerful." Her attention was also elsewhere. Her's was stuck in a demonology/spell book she'd borrowed from Giles who had the whole complete library in his home.
"Well, at least you guys aren't hurt. I mean, it didn't attack you." Buffy said, looking up for a minute before returning back to her notes for psych class.
"Thanks for the though." Willow stated dryly. "So did you talk to Giles about it? I mean, did he have any ideas?" She hadn't asked Giles about it and asked Buffy to. She just happened to have a demonology/spell book in her care and thought it was worth a shot.
"Yeah. He said he'd look into it." She looked up again. "Which we know means sleepless nights of research and many cups of tea." she finished, rolling her eyes like she was trying to remember an answer to something.
"Yeah, but, book guy, so he might know where to look." She stood and walked to her computer desk, book still in arms.
"What are you doing?" Buffy asked, sparing a glance up as her friend walked away. Her attention then went back to the notebook.
"I think I can look up some of this stuff on the net. Little keys and stuff." She started to type and hit the enter soundly, turning in her chair to Buffy. "Cordelia sent me a demon database, so tell Giles it he ever doesn't want to look in the books he can use my lap top."
"How is Cordelia?" Buffy asked, setting the notebook on the bed and reaching over her bed to her bag, pulling out a binder. She then removed some sheets of paper and set them on the binder. "I don't think I've talked to her sense..." Buffy trailed off at the memory.
"Good. She said Welsey's now working with the group. But I guess he's not really like the watcher wannabe he was."
"Why is it I highly doubt that?" Willow turning her seat at the sound of the Internet connection and laughed lightly at Buffy's comment.
"Well, a lot of reasons."
"I just don't get it though. The Council refused to help Angel when he was dying, but they send a watcher to his aid?"
"No, not really. If what Cordy said was true, The Council fired him. So that's why he's been working with Angel. Plus, it just happened that he was following a demon that lead to one of Angel's cases."
"So Angel actually lets him work there?"
"Yeah, I guess he's okay with it. And Cordy and him have gotten to be really close friends." Buffy shot a look to Willow at the comment of 'close friends'. Willow didn't even have to look to know that she'd given her a distressed look. "Calm down. I said 'friends'. He's not interested in her and she isn't in him."
"Yeah, well. I guess it's really not my business to be jealous. I mean, I moved on with Riley. The only thing that gets me is he left me cause he couldn't have a relationship."
"Which he's not." Willow interjected
"And I thought I should have been over him by now." Willow turned in her chair to face Buffy and sighed as she saw Buffy looking over at her.
"No one expects you to ever get over him. You two had a greater love than Romeo and Juliet than- than Cleopatra and Mark Anthony or even Bo and Hope. Star-crossed lovers that were destined to doom."
"But Bo and Hope are going to be together. Bo found Hope..."
"Okay, bad example. I was going to say Marlena and John but they got married. But you know what I mean." There was a beep on the computer and she turned to it, clicking on the mouse as she scanned down the web page.
"Yeah, well I'm just worries that I never will. I know Riley will never be an Angel. That's a definite obvious, but still. What if I'm never really truly happy again. I mean, Angel made me happy. Riley ... well, it keeps my mind off of Angel as best anyone really could. Well, besides you, no offense."
"None taken."
"But still. What does it take for me to get over him?"
"Once again, no one thinks you will. It's not that we don't want you to cause we really do. We want you to be happy, really, but if you don't make it there then that's fine too. Just, take time." She stopped Buffy before she could say anything. "More time. I know, it's been a while but when you love someone. I mean truly love someone, it won't just go away. Speaking from my own person experience."
"I'm sorry Will, I did think about how much this reflects on you." Willow hit 'enter' on the keyboard and while the next page loaded she look back over.
"I know. I think I'm finally letting go. But I do know it takes all the time. And a lot of ice cream."
"Oh yeah."
"And a lot of friends."
"And we weren't there. We just whined about your mourning and wouldn't listen. We really don't deserve you."
"Well, no, but I still love you." Willow laughed. She clicked something on the screen and the printer started up.
"So, what yea find?" Buffy asked, getting up from her seat on her bed and walking to the tiny little fridge by her desk. She opened the door and pulled out a Diet Coke.
"Um, just some things on warlocks and such, steel witch's powers, hunt them, blah, blah. Nothing we usually don't see."
"Warlocks? That sounds like something from 'Charmed'."
"You fight forces of darkness every night -- sometimes the day -- and you're questioning something that they show on TV?"
"Okay, good point." The print finished and she picked it up.
"I'm gonna go to Tara's, see if she knows anything more. Show her what I found. Um, are you going to be here when I get back?"
"I don't know. I might go to Giles'."
"Not, Riley's?" She slowly questioned.
"I don't think it'd be best, the whole 'everyone in the Initiative lives there' thing could be a big problem. And with thinking that he and Faith ... well, not really on the terms to see him right now."
"I'll give him bad luck for a day or something if you want."
"We'll talk about that later." Willow grabbed her bag and grabbed her keys, heading for the door.
"We'll, I'll see you later then."
"Bye Wills." With the final departing terms, Willow left through the door.