Three Slayers 12a – Choices
"Buffy," Angel seemed unusually nervous especially considering his status as an emotionless creature of the night. "I understand you got accepted into UCLA?"
"Yeah," Buffy nodded her mood dampening. After looking around the dark graveyard to check for any possible danger she turned her attention back to her boyfriend. "So did Willow."
"Oh," Angel looked surprised for a second before continuing. "I was thinking of leaving for LA after we've dealt with the Mayor," Buffy's heart dropped. "You and Willow could come with me if you wanted."
"Wow," Buffy was rocked back on her feet. This was a major move. "What about the Hellmouth? We can't leave it unprotected."
"Sunnydale would still have Kendra and Faith, LA's just two hours away so we can be back soon for a major emergency. You and Willow could do the Slay thing with me while studying."
"Okay," Buffy thought for a second, getting back to LA was all she'd dreamed of. "What about a Watcher?" She didn't much care but she suspected the Council would start up a fuss if she just went off lone wolf.
Angel winced. "I've been talking to Wesley-."
"WESLEY!"
"Well if there were any vampires near-by they've started running after that banshee screech," Angel sighed. "He's learning and with Giles here, he's sort of redundant in Sunnydale. If nothing else he's good with the books."
"I'll think about it," Buffy nodded. Things were better between her, Giles, and Xander, but they'd never be as good as they once where and a fresh start, at a better college than Sunnydale, would be heaven. Yeah, it could work.
* * *
"So boss," Faith looked down at the steel box on the Mayor's desk. "What the fuck's in there?"
"Faith," the Mayor looked reprovingly at her, "I've told you I don't appreciate that sort of language from you. You're not a potty mouth, you're a young lady."
"Yeah sorry," Faith bowed her head reverently, not allowing the politician to see her anger. Once she had her emotions under control she looked up, her expression curious. "Ya gonna tell me what's in the box?" she pressed. She reached to open the box's clasp only for the Mayor to rap her knuckles.
"Look don't touch young lady."
Faith gritted her teeth to prevent herself from flinging the pompous prick through the window; it might not kill him but it would fucking hurt. "Sorry boss, what is it?" she pressed, nodding at the box.
"It is the Box of Gavroc, a receptacle of demonic energy. Devouring its contents is a vital ritual en-route to my ascension."
Faith hid a grin as she translated the would-be demon's words. In other words if the others got their hands on the Box it was checkmate. "Pretty wicked," she put what she judged to be the right amount of amazement in her voice before sitting down opposite the Mayor. She went to put her feet up on the desk but stopped at a glare from Wilkins. "So how does it work boss?"
* * *
Xander glanced around the deserted motel car park, his eyes scanning the ground for any sign of suspicious characters. Seeing nobody that appeared out of place he nodded to his companion. "Let's get this done."
Wesley nodded. "Let's."
The two of them climbed out of the car and hurried across the car park, their feet slapping on the wet tarmac beneath them. They'd almost reached the other side of the parking lot when a curvy figure stepped out under the park's solitary lamplight, the smirk on her beautifully mocking face illuminated by the light. "Show a girl a good time guys?"
"Yes Faith," huffed the Watcher. "Very streetwalker chic."
Seeing the Slayer's eyes harden Xander groaned. He knew it was a mistake to include the pompous Brit but no G-Man had to insist that Wesley be involved more. "Pull your horns in Wes. Faith calm down," he ordered quickly. "What's been happening?"
"Yeah," after a final glare at his companion, Faith turned a beaming gaze on him. "Good to see you Xan, have I got some fucking news for you." Xander listened to Faith excitedly explain what had happened today. "I figure you guys come in, steal the Box and the Mayor's ascension is screwed."
Xander's smile turned to a grimace as another thought occurred. "But what happens then?"
The sultry brunette's forehead furrowed. "I don't get ya Xman?" Wesley spoke up. "He means the problem of the Mayor remains. He's still invincible until he ascends. And even unascended he'll be pulling the strings of the town's demonic population. I'm sure it would only be a matter of time before he found another way to reach full demonhood. "
"Aw fuck." Faith kicked a can across the lot. "So what do we do?"
"Perhaps I have a solution." After a moment Wesley began to speak.
Faith's mouth dropped open at Wesley's plan. "No fucking way!" the brunette hissed, her anger making the Watcher back-off. "There is no way you're using him like that!"
Xander stepped between the Bostonian and the Englishman. "Faith, Wes' plan makes a sort of sense. We need someone to read those books of ascension; you don't understand them enough, right?" Faith nodded reluctantly. "So that means we have to get someone in who can read the books to see what they say. G-Man and Wes are out; the Mayor might think they're too valuable to exchange seeing as they're our leaders -."
"Like Wes could lead a horse to water."
Xander ignored Faith's mutter. "Willow," Xander ignored the pain he felt at the mention of his former best friend. "Isn't in on the secret agent deal so we can't use her. And if we use him, the Mayor will be really impressed with your loyalty, make you more secure."
"Fine," Faith's eyes were cold, chilling him to the bone. "But he gets hurt and I'll coming looking for you two."
* * *
"This vamp works for the Mayor right?" Angel nodded, Buffy continued. "So he'll know where this box is and if we slay him the Mayor will assume that's where we got the information from?"
"That's Xander's plan," Angel replied tersely. Buffy sighed. She couldn't see why they couldn't just let Willow in on the plan but if anything Xander's opposition to revealing Faith's double-agent status had hardened after Kendra's mind-reading episode. While whatever Kendra had seen in her mind had encouraged her counterpart to get Xander to give her a second chance, both Kendra and Xander were even more distant from Willow. "Let's go."
Angel slid out of the shadows in front of the portly vampire. Buffy followed suit and winced at the vampire's greasy skin. Immortal but the guy still didn't have time to cleanse? He could only go out during half the day for crying out loud!
The vampire's face paled. "Angelus! Slayer!"
Buffy beamed, it was good to have a reputation. "Yep, hello." She whipped out the pistol crossbow she'd been concealing behind her back and fired a bolt into the beast's chest. "Goodbye."
* * *
"Got them," Giles hurried over to the others. They'd broken into the city library after closing hours, the security system little obstacle to the combined skills of a Slayer, the memories of a Special Forces veteran, and the small-time criminality of Ripper Giles.
"All of them?" enquired Wesley, his face tense.
"The entire plans for City Hall," Xander confirmed.
According to our information," Giles said, careful not to mention Faith, "the box is being kept under guard in a conference room on the top floor." He pointed to a map sheet. "How do you see it Xander?"
For a moment Xander looked surprised to be pushed to the fore, then he began speaking, his tone hushed. "Buffy and Angel come in through the skylight there," he pointed to the map. "Kendra and I provide a distraction at the front of the building. Jonathan," Xander gave his fellow youth a significant look, "waits by the fire ladder on the east side of the building to stabilise the box. Giles will drive getaway for Kendra and I, while Wesley will do the same for Jonathan, Buffy, and Angel who'll meet him at the back of the building.
"And what of the ritual to destroy the box?"
"Yes," Giles nodded, he knew that this part of the plan had been insisted by Xander to decoy Willow away from the action. "Willow, Oz, and Cordelia will set that up back at the library."
* * *
"Ready?" Giles looked over his shoulder to the two youngsters sat in the back of his car, his heart clenching in the all too familiar fear that always gripped him before a fight. They were so young and yet so much rested on their inexperienced shoulders.
"Ready," Xander confirmed his eyes grim.
"Now remember she has a curfew," Giles glanced toward Kendra with a tight smile. His attempt at a joke was met with a chuckle from Xander and a grin from Kendra. When the car door closed behind he added softly. "Keep her safe Xander, keep yourself safe son."
* * *
Buffy glanced at Jonathan with concern. "You are sure about this Jonathan? Because if not you can go back to the van?"
"No I'm fine." The terrified-looking youth stared at her. "That's a really neat cat-suit Buff; do you think Faith would wear one for me?"
Angel chuckled. "Oh there's nothing much wrong with him," her boyfriend smiled at the diminutive boy. "Be careful. Buff, we ready? Let's go."
Buffy glanced down through the skylight as Angel fastened her into her harness. All of a sudden the plan seemed like a bad idea. "Is this gonna work?" she asked doubtfully.
"Depends. Have you done your aerobics?"
"Why?"
"Well you look sort of paunchy in this cat suit," the master vampire teased, "and if you've put on too much weight I might struggle.."
"Funny, real funny." Buffy glared at her boyfriend before pulling out the pouch containing the potion Willow had made to get rid of the Box's protective shield. Once the skylight was open she jumped through it and looked at a straining Angel. "Are you okay?"
"Just get on with it," her boyfriend replied through gritted teeth.
"Okay." Her heart thundering, Buffy allowed herself to be lowered, god she hated the feeling of powerlessness. It wasn't that she didn't trust Angel, it was just part of being a Slayer meant she had to be in control and hanging in mid-air held there by a rope wasn't her idea of control. She winced as she banged into the invisible shield surrounding the box. "Wait!" she called up in a whisper before sprinkling the potion Willow had made onto the shield, there was a flicker. "Go on." Angel lowered her until she was in reaching distance of the box. A triumphant grin on her face, she grabbed hold of the box. Suddenly an alarm rang out. "Oh crap! Angel, get me out of here!"
"You're stuck!"
Buffy's eyes widened as the conference room doors flew open and a trio of vampires swarmed in. "Angel! This is no time to start channelling Xander! Stop messing about and," her hands occupied by the box she was forced to use her legs to keep the demons at bay. "Get me out of here!"
"I told you to cut down on the calories!" Finally the rope began to move, slowly dragging her out of the milling vampires' grasps.
* * * Jonathan stamped his feet nervously, peering anxiously into the inky darkness surrounding him. He didn't like Xander and Wesley's plan at all, no not at all. He'd only agreed to it not only to do something significant, to actually help, but also because he missed seeing his Faith smile crookedly at him, run a hand through his hair. He tensed at a slight footfall behind him. He started to turn only to catch a clubbing left to the back of his skull knocking him to his knees. "Oh goody dinner," he heard the rasping voice of a sixty a day smoker.
"Not," his heart leapt at the sound of Faith's voice, "fucking likely." There was the sound of a vampire exploding into dust and then Faith was helping him to his feet. "Good to see you Johnny," Faith whispered in his ear before pulling him into a hug from behind. "Missed you babe."
A smile on his face, he turned to face his beaming girlfriend. "You too."
Faith raised an eyebrow. "So," his girlfriend pressed her lips to his, her tongue plunging hungrily into his mouth as he enthusiastically returned her interest, pressing his tongue against hers. With a gasp for air he pulled away. "You've been chasing tail while I've been going all 007?" the Slayer chuckled at his headshake. "Good. Now," the brunette turned serious. "You ready?"
Jonathan sucked in his breath. "Bring it on."
"Five by five." He gasped as Faith spun him round and grabbed him around the neck. "Don't worry I won't let anything happen to ya." Despite the thundering of his heart he nodded before dropping a disk out of his pocket. "Let's go."
* * *
"Hi guys!" the two vampires stood at the front of City Hall exchanged puzzled glances at Xander's shout. "I'll take the one on the right, you the one on the left," he muttered to his companion, a fixed grin on his face. Kendra nodded. "Five by-," he shook his head in disgust. "That girl's a bad influence. Let's go." Turning his attention back to the vampires he groaned, their rivals had been joined by another three vampires. Not good. Palming a stake he widened his smile as he reached the bottom of the steps leading up to the front entrance. "My girl and I were lost weren't we honey?" without waiting for Kendra's reply. "I thought were to go for directions? And I thought town hall. Which way to the nearest sun-bed?"
Growling ferally the vampires charged them. Xander gritted his teeth. This was going to be rough. Blocking a right on his shoulder he replied with an elbow to his attacker's jaw. Seeing his chance Xander thrust his stake at the vampire's chest but his wrist was caught scant inches from the target, grabbed in a grip of iron.
Xander reacted instantly, driving his knee up into the vampire's groin. His opponent screeched in pain and released his wrist. Immediately Xander slammed his stake into the vampire's heart.
Even before the vampire had exploded into dust another had taken its place, rocking him with a barrage of thunderous punches to the body and culminating with a right to the forehead that knocked him on his ass. His vision blurred he pulled his knees up into his chest and shot his feet out, his heels crashing into the vampire's chest, knocking him back. Feeling a hand grip his collar, pulling him to his feet, he drew back his fist only to stop at a shout from Kendra. "It's me you fool! Giles is on his way, let's get out of here!"
"Good idea."
* * *
Buffy's heart leapt into her mouth as she saw the disc on the ground, the symbol that Faith and nobody else had grabbed Jonathan. "It's started."
Angel nodded, the Box Of Gavroc under his arm. "Let's get back to Wesley and then to the others. Time to put stage 2 into operation."
"Buffy," Angel seemed unusually nervous especially considering his status as an emotionless creature of the night. "I understand you got accepted into UCLA?"
"Yeah," Buffy nodded her mood dampening. After looking around the dark graveyard to check for any possible danger she turned her attention back to her boyfriend. "So did Willow."
"Oh," Angel looked surprised for a second before continuing. "I was thinking of leaving for LA after we've dealt with the Mayor," Buffy's heart dropped. "You and Willow could come with me if you wanted."
"Wow," Buffy was rocked back on her feet. This was a major move. "What about the Hellmouth? We can't leave it unprotected."
"Sunnydale would still have Kendra and Faith, LA's just two hours away so we can be back soon for a major emergency. You and Willow could do the Slay thing with me while studying."
"Okay," Buffy thought for a second, getting back to LA was all she'd dreamed of. "What about a Watcher?" She didn't much care but she suspected the Council would start up a fuss if she just went off lone wolf.
Angel winced. "I've been talking to Wesley-."
"WESLEY!"
"Well if there were any vampires near-by they've started running after that banshee screech," Angel sighed. "He's learning and with Giles here, he's sort of redundant in Sunnydale. If nothing else he's good with the books."
"I'll think about it," Buffy nodded. Things were better between her, Giles, and Xander, but they'd never be as good as they once where and a fresh start, at a better college than Sunnydale, would be heaven. Yeah, it could work.
* * *
"So boss," Faith looked down at the steel box on the Mayor's desk. "What the fuck's in there?"
"Faith," the Mayor looked reprovingly at her, "I've told you I don't appreciate that sort of language from you. You're not a potty mouth, you're a young lady."
"Yeah sorry," Faith bowed her head reverently, not allowing the politician to see her anger. Once she had her emotions under control she looked up, her expression curious. "Ya gonna tell me what's in the box?" she pressed. She reached to open the box's clasp only for the Mayor to rap her knuckles.
"Look don't touch young lady."
Faith gritted her teeth to prevent herself from flinging the pompous prick through the window; it might not kill him but it would fucking hurt. "Sorry boss, what is it?" she pressed, nodding at the box.
"It is the Box of Gavroc, a receptacle of demonic energy. Devouring its contents is a vital ritual en-route to my ascension."
Faith hid a grin as she translated the would-be demon's words. In other words if the others got their hands on the Box it was checkmate. "Pretty wicked," she put what she judged to be the right amount of amazement in her voice before sitting down opposite the Mayor. She went to put her feet up on the desk but stopped at a glare from Wilkins. "So how does it work boss?"
* * *
Xander glanced around the deserted motel car park, his eyes scanning the ground for any sign of suspicious characters. Seeing nobody that appeared out of place he nodded to his companion. "Let's get this done."
Wesley nodded. "Let's."
The two of them climbed out of the car and hurried across the car park, their feet slapping on the wet tarmac beneath them. They'd almost reached the other side of the parking lot when a curvy figure stepped out under the park's solitary lamplight, the smirk on her beautifully mocking face illuminated by the light. "Show a girl a good time guys?"
"Yes Faith," huffed the Watcher. "Very streetwalker chic."
Seeing the Slayer's eyes harden Xander groaned. He knew it was a mistake to include the pompous Brit but no G-Man had to insist that Wesley be involved more. "Pull your horns in Wes. Faith calm down," he ordered quickly. "What's been happening?"
"Yeah," after a final glare at his companion, Faith turned a beaming gaze on him. "Good to see you Xan, have I got some fucking news for you." Xander listened to Faith excitedly explain what had happened today. "I figure you guys come in, steal the Box and the Mayor's ascension is screwed."
Xander's smile turned to a grimace as another thought occurred. "But what happens then?"
The sultry brunette's forehead furrowed. "I don't get ya Xman?" Wesley spoke up. "He means the problem of the Mayor remains. He's still invincible until he ascends. And even unascended he'll be pulling the strings of the town's demonic population. I'm sure it would only be a matter of time before he found another way to reach full demonhood. "
"Aw fuck." Faith kicked a can across the lot. "So what do we do?"
"Perhaps I have a solution." After a moment Wesley began to speak.
Faith's mouth dropped open at Wesley's plan. "No fucking way!" the brunette hissed, her anger making the Watcher back-off. "There is no way you're using him like that!"
Xander stepped between the Bostonian and the Englishman. "Faith, Wes' plan makes a sort of sense. We need someone to read those books of ascension; you don't understand them enough, right?" Faith nodded reluctantly. "So that means we have to get someone in who can read the books to see what they say. G-Man and Wes are out; the Mayor might think they're too valuable to exchange seeing as they're our leaders -."
"Like Wes could lead a horse to water."
Xander ignored Faith's mutter. "Willow," Xander ignored the pain he felt at the mention of his former best friend. "Isn't in on the secret agent deal so we can't use her. And if we use him, the Mayor will be really impressed with your loyalty, make you more secure."
"Fine," Faith's eyes were cold, chilling him to the bone. "But he gets hurt and I'll coming looking for you two."
* * *
"This vamp works for the Mayor right?" Angel nodded, Buffy continued. "So he'll know where this box is and if we slay him the Mayor will assume that's where we got the information from?"
"That's Xander's plan," Angel replied tersely. Buffy sighed. She couldn't see why they couldn't just let Willow in on the plan but if anything Xander's opposition to revealing Faith's double-agent status had hardened after Kendra's mind-reading episode. While whatever Kendra had seen in her mind had encouraged her counterpart to get Xander to give her a second chance, both Kendra and Xander were even more distant from Willow. "Let's go."
Angel slid out of the shadows in front of the portly vampire. Buffy followed suit and winced at the vampire's greasy skin. Immortal but the guy still didn't have time to cleanse? He could only go out during half the day for crying out loud!
The vampire's face paled. "Angelus! Slayer!"
Buffy beamed, it was good to have a reputation. "Yep, hello." She whipped out the pistol crossbow she'd been concealing behind her back and fired a bolt into the beast's chest. "Goodbye."
* * *
"Got them," Giles hurried over to the others. They'd broken into the city library after closing hours, the security system little obstacle to the combined skills of a Slayer, the memories of a Special Forces veteran, and the small-time criminality of Ripper Giles.
"All of them?" enquired Wesley, his face tense.
"The entire plans for City Hall," Xander confirmed.
According to our information," Giles said, careful not to mention Faith, "the box is being kept under guard in a conference room on the top floor." He pointed to a map sheet. "How do you see it Xander?"
For a moment Xander looked surprised to be pushed to the fore, then he began speaking, his tone hushed. "Buffy and Angel come in through the skylight there," he pointed to the map. "Kendra and I provide a distraction at the front of the building. Jonathan," Xander gave his fellow youth a significant look, "waits by the fire ladder on the east side of the building to stabilise the box. Giles will drive getaway for Kendra and I, while Wesley will do the same for Jonathan, Buffy, and Angel who'll meet him at the back of the building.
"And what of the ritual to destroy the box?"
"Yes," Giles nodded, he knew that this part of the plan had been insisted by Xander to decoy Willow away from the action. "Willow, Oz, and Cordelia will set that up back at the library."
* * *
"Ready?" Giles looked over his shoulder to the two youngsters sat in the back of his car, his heart clenching in the all too familiar fear that always gripped him before a fight. They were so young and yet so much rested on their inexperienced shoulders.
"Ready," Xander confirmed his eyes grim.
"Now remember she has a curfew," Giles glanced toward Kendra with a tight smile. His attempt at a joke was met with a chuckle from Xander and a grin from Kendra. When the car door closed behind he added softly. "Keep her safe Xander, keep yourself safe son."
* * *
Buffy glanced at Jonathan with concern. "You are sure about this Jonathan? Because if not you can go back to the van?"
"No I'm fine." The terrified-looking youth stared at her. "That's a really neat cat-suit Buff; do you think Faith would wear one for me?"
Angel chuckled. "Oh there's nothing much wrong with him," her boyfriend smiled at the diminutive boy. "Be careful. Buff, we ready? Let's go."
Buffy glanced down through the skylight as Angel fastened her into her harness. All of a sudden the plan seemed like a bad idea. "Is this gonna work?" she asked doubtfully.
"Depends. Have you done your aerobics?"
"Why?"
"Well you look sort of paunchy in this cat suit," the master vampire teased, "and if you've put on too much weight I might struggle.."
"Funny, real funny." Buffy glared at her boyfriend before pulling out the pouch containing the potion Willow had made to get rid of the Box's protective shield. Once the skylight was open she jumped through it and looked at a straining Angel. "Are you okay?"
"Just get on with it," her boyfriend replied through gritted teeth.
"Okay." Her heart thundering, Buffy allowed herself to be lowered, god she hated the feeling of powerlessness. It wasn't that she didn't trust Angel, it was just part of being a Slayer meant she had to be in control and hanging in mid-air held there by a rope wasn't her idea of control. She winced as she banged into the invisible shield surrounding the box. "Wait!" she called up in a whisper before sprinkling the potion Willow had made onto the shield, there was a flicker. "Go on." Angel lowered her until she was in reaching distance of the box. A triumphant grin on her face, she grabbed hold of the box. Suddenly an alarm rang out. "Oh crap! Angel, get me out of here!"
"You're stuck!"
Buffy's eyes widened as the conference room doors flew open and a trio of vampires swarmed in. "Angel! This is no time to start channelling Xander! Stop messing about and," her hands occupied by the box she was forced to use her legs to keep the demons at bay. "Get me out of here!"
"I told you to cut down on the calories!" Finally the rope began to move, slowly dragging her out of the milling vampires' grasps.
* * * Jonathan stamped his feet nervously, peering anxiously into the inky darkness surrounding him. He didn't like Xander and Wesley's plan at all, no not at all. He'd only agreed to it not only to do something significant, to actually help, but also because he missed seeing his Faith smile crookedly at him, run a hand through his hair. He tensed at a slight footfall behind him. He started to turn only to catch a clubbing left to the back of his skull knocking him to his knees. "Oh goody dinner," he heard the rasping voice of a sixty a day smoker.
"Not," his heart leapt at the sound of Faith's voice, "fucking likely." There was the sound of a vampire exploding into dust and then Faith was helping him to his feet. "Good to see you Johnny," Faith whispered in his ear before pulling him into a hug from behind. "Missed you babe."
A smile on his face, he turned to face his beaming girlfriend. "You too."
Faith raised an eyebrow. "So," his girlfriend pressed her lips to his, her tongue plunging hungrily into his mouth as he enthusiastically returned her interest, pressing his tongue against hers. With a gasp for air he pulled away. "You've been chasing tail while I've been going all 007?" the Slayer chuckled at his headshake. "Good. Now," the brunette turned serious. "You ready?"
Jonathan sucked in his breath. "Bring it on."
"Five by five." He gasped as Faith spun him round and grabbed him around the neck. "Don't worry I won't let anything happen to ya." Despite the thundering of his heart he nodded before dropping a disk out of his pocket. "Let's go."
* * *
"Hi guys!" the two vampires stood at the front of City Hall exchanged puzzled glances at Xander's shout. "I'll take the one on the right, you the one on the left," he muttered to his companion, a fixed grin on his face. Kendra nodded. "Five by-," he shook his head in disgust. "That girl's a bad influence. Let's go." Turning his attention back to the vampires he groaned, their rivals had been joined by another three vampires. Not good. Palming a stake he widened his smile as he reached the bottom of the steps leading up to the front entrance. "My girl and I were lost weren't we honey?" without waiting for Kendra's reply. "I thought were to go for directions? And I thought town hall. Which way to the nearest sun-bed?"
Growling ferally the vampires charged them. Xander gritted his teeth. This was going to be rough. Blocking a right on his shoulder he replied with an elbow to his attacker's jaw. Seeing his chance Xander thrust his stake at the vampire's chest but his wrist was caught scant inches from the target, grabbed in a grip of iron.
Xander reacted instantly, driving his knee up into the vampire's groin. His opponent screeched in pain and released his wrist. Immediately Xander slammed his stake into the vampire's heart.
Even before the vampire had exploded into dust another had taken its place, rocking him with a barrage of thunderous punches to the body and culminating with a right to the forehead that knocked him on his ass. His vision blurred he pulled his knees up into his chest and shot his feet out, his heels crashing into the vampire's chest, knocking him back. Feeling a hand grip his collar, pulling him to his feet, he drew back his fist only to stop at a shout from Kendra. "It's me you fool! Giles is on his way, let's get out of here!"
"Good idea."
* * *
Buffy's heart leapt into her mouth as she saw the disc on the ground, the symbol that Faith and nobody else had grabbed Jonathan. "It's started."
Angel nodded, the Box Of Gavroc under his arm. "Let's get back to Wesley and then to the others. Time to put stage 2 into operation."