REPRECUSSIONS
Disclosure: I don't own any of the characters except for the ones that I created.
CHAPTER 12-IN MEMORUM—KELLI'S SURPRISE
"There's the hospital," Buffy stated in between drags of her cigarette before Molly turned and gazed out of the window at the approaching building.
"We'll set down on the roof and then gain access to the building through that door on the far right side of the roof," Gunn said with a very serious look on his face as he checked his watch one last time and turned to Fred.
"Hopefully we won't have too much trouble locating Angel and Wesley," Fred added with an almost pessimistic frown on her face before she took a deep breath and braced herself as the helicopter began its vertical descent to the landing pad.
"I just hope that we don't run into any of them...I don't know how I'll...," Buffy stammered out slowly with an unsure frown on her face before she leaned down and smashed the cigarette against the floor of the helicopter.
"You'll think of something luv, you always do...," Spike stated with a reassuring expression on his face before the helicopter came to a complete stop and he threw the door open and hopped out.
Angel was busying himself with perusing the different trauma and exam rooms when an odd sound caught his attention. At first he put off the sound as his imagination playing tricks on him given his nervous state. But when he heard the sound again, as he was intently studying a discarded clipboard, Angel dropped everything and rushed back out into the hallway. He heard the sound several more times as he sped back to the room that he had left Wesley and Faith in. He burst through the doors and was about to sound the alarm when Faith looked up and eyed him with a half asleep look on her face. "Faith...," Angel whispered loudly with a very concerned look on his face as he rushed up to the side of the bed and looked down at the half asleep slayer in the arms of her former watcher.
"Not now Angel...comfy," Faith mumbled back softly with a content smile on her face as she made a meager attempt to wave him off, with her hand ending up on Wesley's right arm, holding on as if for dear life.
"Faith...this isn't the time for you to be your usual bitchy self, someone's here...," Angel grumbled softly under his breath with a bit of venom in his tone as he pulled up a chair and sat down beside the bed, intent on forcing Faith to wake up.
"So...," Faith mumbled back in reply before she sniffled a bit and winced slightly as her still somewhat tender right hand hit the edge of Wesley's sleeve.
"Fine Faith, you wanna do things the hard way...," Angel muttered with an annoyed frown on his face before he stood up, kicked the chair away and grabbed a hold of one side of the bed. With a slight snicker Angel shrugged his shoulders and overturned the bed, unceremoniously dumping Wesley and Faith onto the floor.
"Hey," Faith growled with an angry edge to her voice as she furiously flailed around until the bed was cast aside. Wesley yawned deeply and blinked his eyes several times before he focused his gaze up at Angel.
"Angel, what are you...why are we on the floor," Wesley started to ask with a confused look on his face before he realized where he was.
"Because Angel's being an ass and wouldn't let us sleep that's why," Faith answered grimly with an unhappy scowl on her face as she slowly made her way back to her feet before she turned to help Wesley up.
"Hmpf...that sounds about right," Wesley snorted with a not very amused look on his face as he dusted himself off and lightly glared at Angel while giving Faith a sly smirk.
"Okay people, could we please stick to the task at hand here...wait, someone's coming," Angel started to argue with an angry scowl on his face before he caught the scent of gun oil in the air and instantly dashed over and shut the lights out. Faith started to hurry off to one side of the room but stumbled and finally fell to her knees, cursing like a sailor the entire time, as she quickly found that her feet hadn't fully healed yet. Forgetting for a moment the possible threat rushing towards them Wesley abandoned his place behind the bed and rushed to Faith's side, but in the dark he misjudged Faith's exact location and nearly bowled her over.
"Hey...God Wes, you sure don't waste any time do you...what no first date, candy...," Faith joked through a slightly pained smirk as she felt Wesley's hand on her back before she turned around and sat down so that she was facing Wesley.
"Would you two shut up," Angel growled angrily under his breath as he cast Faith and Wesley a death look, one that neither could see through the darkness, before he turned his attention back to the door as a number of people burst through the doors. In an instant Angel leapt into action.
Kennedy crept over the overturned desks as she tried to find any trace of what the First was planning. Xander and Anya followed closely behind with the carpenter tightly gripping a shiny new axe and Anya looking like she didn't fully understand the concept of being stealthy as she walked upright and would point out the flaw in anything that she saw littered about. Willow had tried to get Vi to accompany the group to the school while she went to the hospital to retrieve Faith but the extremely distraught potential had only begun sobbing uncontrollably and rushed out of the room.
"This is getting us nowhere," Rhona declared with an unhappy frown on her face as she stopped sifting through a pile of rubble in the corner and stood up.
"Finally...," Anya moaned with a relieved look of exasperation on her face as she stopped walking and slipped into the only chair left standing in the room.
"What...we can't stop now, maybe we should check out the gym, or maybe the science room," Kennedy stated with a surprised and somewhat angry pout on her face as she turned around and then glared at Anya.
"We've been through half this place and haven't found anything out except that someone named Renee is pregnant and that Billy cheated on his Algebra test," Rhona replied with a bored groan as she leaned back up against the wall and crossed her arms.
"I hate to say this Dee...but I half to agree with Rhona, maybe we should go back to Buf...Revello drive and rethink this...," Xander stammered out with a guilty look on his face before he collected himself and turned to Kennedy.
"No Xander, we're not going back yet, any of us, we're not going back until we've found something concrete," Kennedy firmly said with a nervous look of anger on her face before two clawed arms shot through the wall behind Rhona, wrapped themselves tightly around the frightened potential and pulled her back through the wall.
"Does that count," Anya asked with a calm look on her face as she crossed her legs and turned her head towards Kennedy, not moving a muscle as Kennedy and Xander rushed out of the room.
"Anyone have any idea where Faith is," Andrew asked with a bored and scared look on his face as he reluctantly followed Willow towards the hospitals front doors.
"For the hundredth time Andrew...no, all that we know is that she's in there somewhere and we have to find her," Robin answered with an aggravated roll of his eyes before he silently wondered if he shouldn't just take the nerd aside and introduce him to the business end of the axe in his left hand.
"But I thought I saw a helicopter on the roof...," Andrew pleaded with a frustrated expression on his face as he craned his neck back in an attempt to catch a glimpse of the helicopter on the roof that he could have sworn that he had noticed earlier.
"Didn't you also think that you saw a herd of pink antelope run through the kitchen yesterday...," Dawn asked as she tried to use humor to calm her overly frayed nerves. Ever since Faith had left Dawn had put on a brave face and walked through the house, saying words of inspiration and hope, more than once making a promise that they'd all get through it, though not once letting herself actually believe any of it. But what she'd later only tell her husband on her deathbed was that she prayed that night for her own death, a death that she felt that she deserved fully for turning on her own sister after everything that Buffy had done for her.
"Okay...so that wasn't true, but I really do think that there's a helicopter on the roof, one of those cool black spy ones too," Andrew said with an eager smile on his face as he continued to defend his position even though everyone else had stopped listening to him by then.
"Alright people listen up, Faith's in there somewhere and we have to find her, we're going to split up into teams of two and search the entire hospital until someone finds her, but remember, don't let her know that you're there until after I've cast the spell...otherwise she'll just run again...," Willow declared with a confidant look on her face as she looked each and every person standing in front of her in the eye before she turned around and headed into the hospital.
"Angel," Buffy shouted with an angry and surprised look on her face as she bent over and pulled Spike back to a safe distance before putting herself in between them.
"What the bloody hell were you thinking...," Spike spat out with a furious sneer on his face as had Buffy not been standing in between him and Angel he would have thrown a punch or two at his grandsire.
"I...we were talking, and then you," Angel blurted out with a confused and well hidden look of embarrassment on his face as he slowly got back to his feet and turned back to Wesley and Faith, as the former shuffled out of his hiding spot and the latter limped out of hers, almost falling before reluctantly accepting an arm of support from Wesley.
"Leapt out of the shadows and tackled the first person to enter the room," Fred interjected with a repressed smile on her face as the confused look on Angel's face shifted to one of more humility.
"Heh...I didn't leap out of the shadows, more of a lunge really," Angel hypothesized softly to himself as he defended his actions to thin air almost as if no one else was in the room before Buffy cut in.
"Faith...what are you doing here, why aren't you back at my...ground zero with the troops," Buffy interjected with a concerned look on her face as she shook her head and walked away from Spike and Angel and towards the bed.
"I jumped ship...," Faith replied with her best cocky smile as she hobbled back to the bed and winced as her right hand bumped the edge of the sheet.
"You jumped ship...why, they made you king," Buffy wondered with a confused look on her face as she stepped a step closer to the bed and stuck her left hand into the pocket of her jeans to hide the lighter hidden there.
"Or in this case...queen," Spike offered with a bored frown on his face as he held up his index finger to further accentuate the point.
"I...told Kennedy, about everything...," Faith stammered out slowly, at first keeping her gaze locked onto her injured hand, before she turned her head to half look up at Wesley and then Angel.
"Define everything...for those of us who have no clue what you're talking about," Gunn asked with a confused look on his face as he noticed how upon Faith's words Wesley and Angel seemed to have become unmoving statues, staring off into space. Faith took in a sharp breath before she turned to Gunn to give him a verbal smackdown but could only half open her mouth before her voice failed her.
"She didn't, she wouldn't...," Angel stuttered with a concerned expression on his face as he solemnly trudged over to the bed and glanced down at Faith.
"You told her not to, made her swear that she wouldn't...," Wesley said, almost in a whisper with an awestruck gleam of fear in his eyes, as he stared down at Faith's injured hand. Faith's only response was a meager nod of the dark slayers head. For several seconds everyone in the room stood as silent as time before the peace was shattered.
"We got trouble people," Molly exclaimed with a frantic look of worry on her face as she raced into the room and had to stop and bend over to catch her breath.
"What...trouble, Molly what is it," Wesley asked softly as he shook himself out of the trance that he had seemed to be in for the last few seconds.
"We got company," Molly blurted out with a slightly pained look on her face before she straightened up and gestured, with her thumb, back down the hall towards the stairs.
"Vampires, demons...what," Spike asked with a serious squinting of his eyes as he glanced back towards Buffy before finishing his question.
"Nope, it's worse...," Molly replied with a scared look on her face as she shook her head and looked back out of the room.
"Representatives of the major cosmetics company's," Spike asked with a dead on look of fear in his eyes before he furrowed his brows in confusion at the looks that everyone else in the room gave him.
"Spike...go on Molly," Angel growled at first with an angry scowl sent Spike's way before his countenance changed and he smiled politely at Molly.
"It's Mr. Wood and Willow and the others...they're in the lobby," Molly stated with a worried look on her face as she turned around and shut the doors behind her.
"Damn...," Angel spat out with a nervous expression on his face before he turned to Faith and laid a hand on her shoulder.
"Should we stay here and meet with them or...," Fred asked with an uncertain look of worry on her face as she turned and looked up at Gunn.
"There's a back staircase...we could use that, they'd never find it until we were long gone," Faith stuttered out with an uncomfortable grimace on her face as she half nodded her head back towards a double set of doors down the hallway.
"Good enough for me, let's go," Angel hurriedly uttered with a half smirk on his face before Wesley immediately scooped Faith up in his arms and started off down the hall.
"Did he...," Gunn asked softly with a confused look on his face as he turned to Angel, who merely shrugged his shoulders before he took off down the hall after Faith and Wesley.
"This just keeps getting weirder and weirder," Fred whispered softly with a confused look on her face before she hurriedly followed Gunn off down the hallway.
"Why are we running, we should be standing our ground and...," Spike started to say with a confrontational slant to his body language before Buffy reached out and grabbed his arm.
"We're here to stop the apocalypse Spike, not kill the people that we used to call friends," Buffy growled with a very stern and angry edge to her voice as she applied a fair amount of pressure in her grip.
"But...," Spike began to protest with an unhappy pout on his face before Buffy shook her head and dragged him off down the hallway behind her, scythe firmly strapped to her back.
"If we were going to run they should have just said that in the first place and saved all of that bloody babbling for later...," Molly grumbled with an angry pout on her face before she took in a deep breath and followed off down the hallway after the others.
"Rhona," Kennedy shouted with a frantic expression on her face as she scrambled over the heaps of rubble and very nearly tumbled through the hole in the wall as Rhona continued to scream.
"No wait," Xander cautioned with a terrified look on his face as he followed off after Kennedy.
"Come on Anya...Rhona's in trouble," A soft voice called out from seemingly thin air, causing Anya to at first ignore the voice before she looked around and noticed that she was the only one left in the room.
"Hey...who said that...," Anya asked with a confused and poorly hidden element of fear in her voice as she stood up and slowly spun around in a circle in a vain attempt to find the speaker behind the voice.
"I did...now quit standing there like an idiot and get going you stupid woman, your friends need your help," The voice called out again, this time filled with a fair amount of scorn, before Anya shook her head and took off out of the room, not noticing the ghostly image of a long dead student hidden in the darkness in the corner.
"Let her go...," Kennedy stated with a very firm and serious edge to her voice as she gripped her sword a bit tighter and pointed the end straight ahead, level with the ubervamps ugly face. In response the ubervamp only snarled back at her before a new player entered the fray.
"My what do we have here...two unrepentant children that are late for Sunday mass," Caleb stated with an arrogant smirk on his face as he slowly made his way into the room, dipping his head to more easily facilitate his going through another hole in the wall.
"Sunday...but it's Tuesday," Xander muttered softly to himself with a confused look on his face before Kennedy cut in.
"Who are you...," Kennedy demanded more than asked with a somewhat scared look in her eyes as she unintentionally took a step backward as the man with the collar paced across the room.
"Now now...such insolence, and from someone so young to...," Caleb taunted with a fair amount of vicious glee in his voice before he turned his gaze back towards the ubervamp and slowly nodded his head.
"No...," Kennedy started to shout with her voice full of panic and pain before her voice was drowned out by Rhona's scream as the ubervamp merrily bit into her neck and drank deeply.
"Did you guys hear something," Andrew asked with a nervous and scared look on his face as he hurried around the corner and lightly patted Robin on the shoulder.
"No...now shut up," Robin angrily replied with a frustrated expression on his face as he continued to pace down the hallway, listening intently for any sound that didn't belong in the abandoned hospital.
"Ya know I really thought that I heard something," Andrew continued undaunted with a serious smirk on his face before he took off down one of the darkened hallways, almost crashing into several beds left out in the process.
"Wait...Andrew, come back here," Robin shouted with an angry scowl on his face before he kicked away an empty garbage can and took off down the hallway after the former nerd, leaving the scared potential all by herself.
"Uh...hello," Kelli asked with a nervous and scared look on her face as she held the stake tightly in her hands and frantically searched the darkness surrounding her for any sign of danger. She backed up a few steps before she felt a stinging pain in her neck, seconds later she was out like a light.
"Who's the civilian...," A husky voice asked with a serious and nervous edge to his voice as he stood over Kelli and kept her in his sights.
"It doesn't matter, this entire city has officially been deemed off limits for civilians...," Riley answered with a stern look on his face before he cocked an eyebrow and stared down at the young girl lying unconscious on the floor in front of him, still tightly clutching the stake.
END OF CHAPTER 12
Disclosure: I don't own any of the characters except for the ones that I created.
CHAPTER 12-IN MEMORUM—KELLI'S SURPRISE
"There's the hospital," Buffy stated in between drags of her cigarette before Molly turned and gazed out of the window at the approaching building.
"We'll set down on the roof and then gain access to the building through that door on the far right side of the roof," Gunn said with a very serious look on his face as he checked his watch one last time and turned to Fred.
"Hopefully we won't have too much trouble locating Angel and Wesley," Fred added with an almost pessimistic frown on her face before she took a deep breath and braced herself as the helicopter began its vertical descent to the landing pad.
"I just hope that we don't run into any of them...I don't know how I'll...," Buffy stammered out slowly with an unsure frown on her face before she leaned down and smashed the cigarette against the floor of the helicopter.
"You'll think of something luv, you always do...," Spike stated with a reassuring expression on his face before the helicopter came to a complete stop and he threw the door open and hopped out.
Angel was busying himself with perusing the different trauma and exam rooms when an odd sound caught his attention. At first he put off the sound as his imagination playing tricks on him given his nervous state. But when he heard the sound again, as he was intently studying a discarded clipboard, Angel dropped everything and rushed back out into the hallway. He heard the sound several more times as he sped back to the room that he had left Wesley and Faith in. He burst through the doors and was about to sound the alarm when Faith looked up and eyed him with a half asleep look on her face. "Faith...," Angel whispered loudly with a very concerned look on his face as he rushed up to the side of the bed and looked down at the half asleep slayer in the arms of her former watcher.
"Not now Angel...comfy," Faith mumbled back softly with a content smile on her face as she made a meager attempt to wave him off, with her hand ending up on Wesley's right arm, holding on as if for dear life.
"Faith...this isn't the time for you to be your usual bitchy self, someone's here...," Angel grumbled softly under his breath with a bit of venom in his tone as he pulled up a chair and sat down beside the bed, intent on forcing Faith to wake up.
"So...," Faith mumbled back in reply before she sniffled a bit and winced slightly as her still somewhat tender right hand hit the edge of Wesley's sleeve.
"Fine Faith, you wanna do things the hard way...," Angel muttered with an annoyed frown on his face before he stood up, kicked the chair away and grabbed a hold of one side of the bed. With a slight snicker Angel shrugged his shoulders and overturned the bed, unceremoniously dumping Wesley and Faith onto the floor.
"Hey," Faith growled with an angry edge to her voice as she furiously flailed around until the bed was cast aside. Wesley yawned deeply and blinked his eyes several times before he focused his gaze up at Angel.
"Angel, what are you...why are we on the floor," Wesley started to ask with a confused look on his face before he realized where he was.
"Because Angel's being an ass and wouldn't let us sleep that's why," Faith answered grimly with an unhappy scowl on her face as she slowly made her way back to her feet before she turned to help Wesley up.
"Hmpf...that sounds about right," Wesley snorted with a not very amused look on his face as he dusted himself off and lightly glared at Angel while giving Faith a sly smirk.
"Okay people, could we please stick to the task at hand here...wait, someone's coming," Angel started to argue with an angry scowl on his face before he caught the scent of gun oil in the air and instantly dashed over and shut the lights out. Faith started to hurry off to one side of the room but stumbled and finally fell to her knees, cursing like a sailor the entire time, as she quickly found that her feet hadn't fully healed yet. Forgetting for a moment the possible threat rushing towards them Wesley abandoned his place behind the bed and rushed to Faith's side, but in the dark he misjudged Faith's exact location and nearly bowled her over.
"Hey...God Wes, you sure don't waste any time do you...what no first date, candy...," Faith joked through a slightly pained smirk as she felt Wesley's hand on her back before she turned around and sat down so that she was facing Wesley.
"Would you two shut up," Angel growled angrily under his breath as he cast Faith and Wesley a death look, one that neither could see through the darkness, before he turned his attention back to the door as a number of people burst through the doors. In an instant Angel leapt into action.
Kennedy crept over the overturned desks as she tried to find any trace of what the First was planning. Xander and Anya followed closely behind with the carpenter tightly gripping a shiny new axe and Anya looking like she didn't fully understand the concept of being stealthy as she walked upright and would point out the flaw in anything that she saw littered about. Willow had tried to get Vi to accompany the group to the school while she went to the hospital to retrieve Faith but the extremely distraught potential had only begun sobbing uncontrollably and rushed out of the room.
"This is getting us nowhere," Rhona declared with an unhappy frown on her face as she stopped sifting through a pile of rubble in the corner and stood up.
"Finally...," Anya moaned with a relieved look of exasperation on her face as she stopped walking and slipped into the only chair left standing in the room.
"What...we can't stop now, maybe we should check out the gym, or maybe the science room," Kennedy stated with a surprised and somewhat angry pout on her face as she turned around and then glared at Anya.
"We've been through half this place and haven't found anything out except that someone named Renee is pregnant and that Billy cheated on his Algebra test," Rhona replied with a bored groan as she leaned back up against the wall and crossed her arms.
"I hate to say this Dee...but I half to agree with Rhona, maybe we should go back to Buf...Revello drive and rethink this...," Xander stammered out with a guilty look on his face before he collected himself and turned to Kennedy.
"No Xander, we're not going back yet, any of us, we're not going back until we've found something concrete," Kennedy firmly said with a nervous look of anger on her face before two clawed arms shot through the wall behind Rhona, wrapped themselves tightly around the frightened potential and pulled her back through the wall.
"Does that count," Anya asked with a calm look on her face as she crossed her legs and turned her head towards Kennedy, not moving a muscle as Kennedy and Xander rushed out of the room.
"Anyone have any idea where Faith is," Andrew asked with a bored and scared look on his face as he reluctantly followed Willow towards the hospitals front doors.
"For the hundredth time Andrew...no, all that we know is that she's in there somewhere and we have to find her," Robin answered with an aggravated roll of his eyes before he silently wondered if he shouldn't just take the nerd aside and introduce him to the business end of the axe in his left hand.
"But I thought I saw a helicopter on the roof...," Andrew pleaded with a frustrated expression on his face as he craned his neck back in an attempt to catch a glimpse of the helicopter on the roof that he could have sworn that he had noticed earlier.
"Didn't you also think that you saw a herd of pink antelope run through the kitchen yesterday...," Dawn asked as she tried to use humor to calm her overly frayed nerves. Ever since Faith had left Dawn had put on a brave face and walked through the house, saying words of inspiration and hope, more than once making a promise that they'd all get through it, though not once letting herself actually believe any of it. But what she'd later only tell her husband on her deathbed was that she prayed that night for her own death, a death that she felt that she deserved fully for turning on her own sister after everything that Buffy had done for her.
"Okay...so that wasn't true, but I really do think that there's a helicopter on the roof, one of those cool black spy ones too," Andrew said with an eager smile on his face as he continued to defend his position even though everyone else had stopped listening to him by then.
"Alright people listen up, Faith's in there somewhere and we have to find her, we're going to split up into teams of two and search the entire hospital until someone finds her, but remember, don't let her know that you're there until after I've cast the spell...otherwise she'll just run again...," Willow declared with a confidant look on her face as she looked each and every person standing in front of her in the eye before she turned around and headed into the hospital.
"Angel," Buffy shouted with an angry and surprised look on her face as she bent over and pulled Spike back to a safe distance before putting herself in between them.
"What the bloody hell were you thinking...," Spike spat out with a furious sneer on his face as had Buffy not been standing in between him and Angel he would have thrown a punch or two at his grandsire.
"I...we were talking, and then you," Angel blurted out with a confused and well hidden look of embarrassment on his face as he slowly got back to his feet and turned back to Wesley and Faith, as the former shuffled out of his hiding spot and the latter limped out of hers, almost falling before reluctantly accepting an arm of support from Wesley.
"Leapt out of the shadows and tackled the first person to enter the room," Fred interjected with a repressed smile on her face as the confused look on Angel's face shifted to one of more humility.
"Heh...I didn't leap out of the shadows, more of a lunge really," Angel hypothesized softly to himself as he defended his actions to thin air almost as if no one else was in the room before Buffy cut in.
"Faith...what are you doing here, why aren't you back at my...ground zero with the troops," Buffy interjected with a concerned look on her face as she shook her head and walked away from Spike and Angel and towards the bed.
"I jumped ship...," Faith replied with her best cocky smile as she hobbled back to the bed and winced as her right hand bumped the edge of the sheet.
"You jumped ship...why, they made you king," Buffy wondered with a confused look on her face as she stepped a step closer to the bed and stuck her left hand into the pocket of her jeans to hide the lighter hidden there.
"Or in this case...queen," Spike offered with a bored frown on his face as he held up his index finger to further accentuate the point.
"I...told Kennedy, about everything...," Faith stammered out slowly, at first keeping her gaze locked onto her injured hand, before she turned her head to half look up at Wesley and then Angel.
"Define everything...for those of us who have no clue what you're talking about," Gunn asked with a confused look on his face as he noticed how upon Faith's words Wesley and Angel seemed to have become unmoving statues, staring off into space. Faith took in a sharp breath before she turned to Gunn to give him a verbal smackdown but could only half open her mouth before her voice failed her.
"She didn't, she wouldn't...," Angel stuttered with a concerned expression on his face as he solemnly trudged over to the bed and glanced down at Faith.
"You told her not to, made her swear that she wouldn't...," Wesley said, almost in a whisper with an awestruck gleam of fear in his eyes, as he stared down at Faith's injured hand. Faith's only response was a meager nod of the dark slayers head. For several seconds everyone in the room stood as silent as time before the peace was shattered.
"We got trouble people," Molly exclaimed with a frantic look of worry on her face as she raced into the room and had to stop and bend over to catch her breath.
"What...trouble, Molly what is it," Wesley asked softly as he shook himself out of the trance that he had seemed to be in for the last few seconds.
"We got company," Molly blurted out with a slightly pained look on her face before she straightened up and gestured, with her thumb, back down the hall towards the stairs.
"Vampires, demons...what," Spike asked with a serious squinting of his eyes as he glanced back towards Buffy before finishing his question.
"Nope, it's worse...," Molly replied with a scared look on her face as she shook her head and looked back out of the room.
"Representatives of the major cosmetics company's," Spike asked with a dead on look of fear in his eyes before he furrowed his brows in confusion at the looks that everyone else in the room gave him.
"Spike...go on Molly," Angel growled at first with an angry scowl sent Spike's way before his countenance changed and he smiled politely at Molly.
"It's Mr. Wood and Willow and the others...they're in the lobby," Molly stated with a worried look on her face as she turned around and shut the doors behind her.
"Damn...," Angel spat out with a nervous expression on his face before he turned to Faith and laid a hand on her shoulder.
"Should we stay here and meet with them or...," Fred asked with an uncertain look of worry on her face as she turned and looked up at Gunn.
"There's a back staircase...we could use that, they'd never find it until we were long gone," Faith stuttered out with an uncomfortable grimace on her face as she half nodded her head back towards a double set of doors down the hallway.
"Good enough for me, let's go," Angel hurriedly uttered with a half smirk on his face before Wesley immediately scooped Faith up in his arms and started off down the hall.
"Did he...," Gunn asked softly with a confused look on his face as he turned to Angel, who merely shrugged his shoulders before he took off down the hall after Faith and Wesley.
"This just keeps getting weirder and weirder," Fred whispered softly with a confused look on her face before she hurriedly followed Gunn off down the hallway.
"Why are we running, we should be standing our ground and...," Spike started to say with a confrontational slant to his body language before Buffy reached out and grabbed his arm.
"We're here to stop the apocalypse Spike, not kill the people that we used to call friends," Buffy growled with a very stern and angry edge to her voice as she applied a fair amount of pressure in her grip.
"But...," Spike began to protest with an unhappy pout on his face before Buffy shook her head and dragged him off down the hallway behind her, scythe firmly strapped to her back.
"If we were going to run they should have just said that in the first place and saved all of that bloody babbling for later...," Molly grumbled with an angry pout on her face before she took in a deep breath and followed off down the hallway after the others.
"Rhona," Kennedy shouted with a frantic expression on her face as she scrambled over the heaps of rubble and very nearly tumbled through the hole in the wall as Rhona continued to scream.
"No wait," Xander cautioned with a terrified look on his face as he followed off after Kennedy.
"Come on Anya...Rhona's in trouble," A soft voice called out from seemingly thin air, causing Anya to at first ignore the voice before she looked around and noticed that she was the only one left in the room.
"Hey...who said that...," Anya asked with a confused and poorly hidden element of fear in her voice as she stood up and slowly spun around in a circle in a vain attempt to find the speaker behind the voice.
"I did...now quit standing there like an idiot and get going you stupid woman, your friends need your help," The voice called out again, this time filled with a fair amount of scorn, before Anya shook her head and took off out of the room, not noticing the ghostly image of a long dead student hidden in the darkness in the corner.
"Let her go...," Kennedy stated with a very firm and serious edge to her voice as she gripped her sword a bit tighter and pointed the end straight ahead, level with the ubervamps ugly face. In response the ubervamp only snarled back at her before a new player entered the fray.
"My what do we have here...two unrepentant children that are late for Sunday mass," Caleb stated with an arrogant smirk on his face as he slowly made his way into the room, dipping his head to more easily facilitate his going through another hole in the wall.
"Sunday...but it's Tuesday," Xander muttered softly to himself with a confused look on his face before Kennedy cut in.
"Who are you...," Kennedy demanded more than asked with a somewhat scared look in her eyes as she unintentionally took a step backward as the man with the collar paced across the room.
"Now now...such insolence, and from someone so young to...," Caleb taunted with a fair amount of vicious glee in his voice before he turned his gaze back towards the ubervamp and slowly nodded his head.
"No...," Kennedy started to shout with her voice full of panic and pain before her voice was drowned out by Rhona's scream as the ubervamp merrily bit into her neck and drank deeply.
"Did you guys hear something," Andrew asked with a nervous and scared look on his face as he hurried around the corner and lightly patted Robin on the shoulder.
"No...now shut up," Robin angrily replied with a frustrated expression on his face as he continued to pace down the hallway, listening intently for any sound that didn't belong in the abandoned hospital.
"Ya know I really thought that I heard something," Andrew continued undaunted with a serious smirk on his face before he took off down one of the darkened hallways, almost crashing into several beds left out in the process.
"Wait...Andrew, come back here," Robin shouted with an angry scowl on his face before he kicked away an empty garbage can and took off down the hallway after the former nerd, leaving the scared potential all by herself.
"Uh...hello," Kelli asked with a nervous and scared look on her face as she held the stake tightly in her hands and frantically searched the darkness surrounding her for any sign of danger. She backed up a few steps before she felt a stinging pain in her neck, seconds later she was out like a light.
"Who's the civilian...," A husky voice asked with a serious and nervous edge to his voice as he stood over Kelli and kept her in his sights.
"It doesn't matter, this entire city has officially been deemed off limits for civilians...," Riley answered with a stern look on his face before he cocked an eyebrow and stared down at the young girl lying unconscious on the floor in front of him, still tightly clutching the stake.
END OF CHAPTER 12