Three Slayers 14b
"Xander!" upon his limping entry to the library, Kendra hurried over to him. "What happened?"
He toyed with the idea saying he'd run into a PMT Slayer before forcing a smile. "I ran into a couple of brother vampires, wearing shell suits for god's sake," he smiled gratefully at Buffy as she threw the bags off the couch leaving him room to lie down. "They were having so much fun hitting me they forgot I had a stake." Faith said she'd pulled her punches but that girl had anvils for fists.
"You got them both?"
He smiled at the blonde. "Sorry Buff, no blood vendetta this time. They're dead." God he hoped Faith was alright.
* * *
"Good lord Faithie!" the Mayor stood, a look of distress on his face as he hurried over and helped her to the office couch. "Are you alright?
Wilkins was wicked weird. He was an evil bastard no doubt about it, she'd seen the evidence of the things he'd done, the deals he'd made, and yet he really seemed to give a shit about her. Did that mean that at her core she was evil too? Shaking away her fears, Faith replied. "Ran into a gang of vamps talking about how they reckoned this town was open for the taking. I showed them they were wrong."
"Faith," the Mayor scolded as he wiped at her bottom lip with a tissue. It was odd, kind of reminded her of G looking after her. "You shouldn't take risks, I ascend in a few days. Then nobody will doubt who runs this town." The politician shook his head. "I appreciate your enthusiasm but this won't do, oh not at all. Learn some patience. Remember haste makes waste. You'll have to stay in the next couple of nights. No, no arguments missy, we'll get some videos – have you seen 'High Noon'? Now, I'll get you some milk and cookies, that'll fix you right up."
Faith grinned. Better and better, the Mayor's insistence that she rested gave the others more time to come up with a plan. Her smile faltered, she just hoped it was a good one.
* * *
"What really happened Xander?" Giles asked as he eased the youth into the car, he'd sensed the male Scooby had been lying for the illicit recorders in the library. "Who beat you up?" Whoever it was had done a bloody good job, Xander's bottom lip looked like it had been introduced to a meat grinder, his right eye was hideously swollen, and he was moving like a sodding pensioner, wincing at every turn or twist.
"Faith did."
"What!"
The young man grinned. "Relax G-Man."
He listened to the young man's explanation with growing amazement. Once the male Scooby had finished, he exploded. "You bloody berk! You actually asked a Slayer to hit you?"
"I do love him for his personality and not his brains Giles."
"Thanks Kendra, your support's welcome," the youth let out a weary sigh. "It was the best of some extremely bad choices, if Faith wasn't so pig- headed about going back undercover..." The teen's voice trailed off as he slowly turned his head to Kendra. "How about you and me go out and do something tomorrow night?" the Slayer beamed at the teen and nodded "We can leave G-Man, Jonathan, and Wes to research the drug Wilkins gave Faith and have some fun. I've got an idea how to deal with graduation."
Giles shuddered. It was frightening when Xander came up with a plan, especially so as his plans were usually the best of a very bad bunch.
* * *
"Have some fun?" Kendra glared at her boyfriend. Of all the dates he'd taken her on, this was the most unbelievable. And that included the time they'd crashed a necromancer's welcome home party for his deceased wife. "I'm not helping you break into a military base!"
"Your trouble is you need to loosen up," Xander retorted. "Cordy really enjoyed it when we broke into the compound."
"You told me about that!" Kendra snarled. "I'm not acting as bait."
"Wouldn't work anyway."
"And what's that supposed to mean?"
Her boyfriend swallowed loudly. "That didn't come out how I meant. I meant that Cordy was in more revealing clothes."
"You mean dressed like a hooker?"
"Well I liked it."
"I just bet you did," Kendra glared at her boyfriend. "I could tempt ten times the men Cordelia could."
"That mean we're going in?"
Too late she realised she'd been tricked into a corner. "All right, but you owe me dinner."
* * *
Xander grinned as his girlfriend clambered, cat-like, over the wire mesh fence. "I thought I might." Once she was on top of the fence, Kendra threw a rope down to him. Gritting his teeth against the pain coursing through his body, he struggled up the barricade.
"Where's the armoury?"
"Follow me Grasshopper." Ignoring his girlfriend's vaguely threatening mutterings, he hurried through the darkness only to stop when his companion put a hand on his chest. "What's up?"
"Someone out there," Kendra muttered. "Wait here."
Xander opened his mouth to protest but the Slayer had already melted into the darkness. The seconds seemed to stretch off into forever and a sheen of sweat appeared, drenching his forehead as he imagined all manner of terrible things happening to his girlfriend. He hadn't heard any shots but she could have run into a demon or a master vampire...Just as he was about to rush off in search of Kendra, she reappeared carrying an unconscious guard over a slender shoulder. "See that's the difference between Slayers and normal girls, Cordelia dazzled the guard with a smile and a bit of cleavage, you bludgeon him into unconsciousness with your fists."
"You saying I'm not normal Xander?"
"Moving on," Xander coughed at the dangerous gleam in his girlfriend's smouldering black eyes. Oh yeah, he was definitely looking into a muzzle for himself, anything to keep his mouth from getting him into trouble. "Shall I help you tie him up?"
* * *
"Got it Mr. Giles!"
Giles beamed, the three of them had been researching in Wes' apartment, hardly ideal but his fellow Watcher had plenty of the most important texts and according to Faith, Wes' rooms, unlike the Library, Buffy's home, and his own home, were not bugged. "And what does it say Jonathan?" His heart dropped at the drawn look on the youth's face. "It says the poison can only be counteracted by the blood of a Slayer."
"Oh bollocks," Giles muttered this was bad, very bad.
"What's the problem guys?" he turned to see a grinning and heavily laden Xander stood beside Kendra in the apartment's doorway. "We've got three. I mean it's not like we can't spare - ouch!" the teen winced when his girlfriend kicked him in the shin.
Kendra's kick saved Xander from a well-earned tongue-lashing from him but not his glare. "I trust," he said icily. "You have a plan?"
"I love it when a plan comes together." Xander grinned, apparently unaffected by all the stares he was getting. "Always wanted to say that."
Giles shook his head in disbelief. He just knew he wasn't going to like this. "What is it then?" Ten minutes later he realised he was wrong, he hated it. "Are you a complete blithering idiot?"
"Hey I come from good -, alright really stupid stock," Xander protested. "But think of the advantages?"
Wesley sighed. "He has a point Rupert, there are tremendous risks, but if everything goes right...."
"Big if," finally Giles nodded. "Very well."
* * *
Faith's heart pounded as she raised her bow and sighted it on the handsome figure walking down Sunnydale's main street. It had been three days since she'd slain the Mulligans and this was the first time she'd got some action. "Fuck," she muttered, unmindful of the trio of watching vampires lurking behind her. "I hope this works." Finally satisfied she had the target locked she smoothly pulled the bowstring, unleashing her arrow.
The bolt flew gracefully through the cool night air, gaining speed with every second as it hurtled downwards. Faith smiled in satisfaction at a job well when the bolt slammed into the rugged man's shoulder, showering his blonde companion with blood, and sending him tumbling to his knees. Seeing B glaring up at her, Faith waved and blew a kiss before turning to her companions. "Let's hit the road boys, there's one pissed off Slayer down there."
"You were meant to kill him!" snarled the oldest of the three vampires.
"I wanted him to suffer first. Nobody turns me down," suddenly her right hand lunged forward, grabbing her questioner around the throat, even as her left flew into the back of her quiver and drew an arrow. A vicious grin on her face, she thrust the arrow into the demon's heart before turning to his companions. "And lives. So," Faith cocked her head to one side, raised an inquiring eyebrow, and looked at the two remaining vampires. "Any other questions?" The demons shook their heads, Faith grinned. "I just knew you guys weren't as dumb as you looked."
"Xander!" upon his limping entry to the library, Kendra hurried over to him. "What happened?"
He toyed with the idea saying he'd run into a PMT Slayer before forcing a smile. "I ran into a couple of brother vampires, wearing shell suits for god's sake," he smiled gratefully at Buffy as she threw the bags off the couch leaving him room to lie down. "They were having so much fun hitting me they forgot I had a stake." Faith said she'd pulled her punches but that girl had anvils for fists.
"You got them both?"
He smiled at the blonde. "Sorry Buff, no blood vendetta this time. They're dead." God he hoped Faith was alright.
* * *
"Good lord Faithie!" the Mayor stood, a look of distress on his face as he hurried over and helped her to the office couch. "Are you alright?
Wilkins was wicked weird. He was an evil bastard no doubt about it, she'd seen the evidence of the things he'd done, the deals he'd made, and yet he really seemed to give a shit about her. Did that mean that at her core she was evil too? Shaking away her fears, Faith replied. "Ran into a gang of vamps talking about how they reckoned this town was open for the taking. I showed them they were wrong."
"Faith," the Mayor scolded as he wiped at her bottom lip with a tissue. It was odd, kind of reminded her of G looking after her. "You shouldn't take risks, I ascend in a few days. Then nobody will doubt who runs this town." The politician shook his head. "I appreciate your enthusiasm but this won't do, oh not at all. Learn some patience. Remember haste makes waste. You'll have to stay in the next couple of nights. No, no arguments missy, we'll get some videos – have you seen 'High Noon'? Now, I'll get you some milk and cookies, that'll fix you right up."
Faith grinned. Better and better, the Mayor's insistence that she rested gave the others more time to come up with a plan. Her smile faltered, she just hoped it was a good one.
* * *
"What really happened Xander?" Giles asked as he eased the youth into the car, he'd sensed the male Scooby had been lying for the illicit recorders in the library. "Who beat you up?" Whoever it was had done a bloody good job, Xander's bottom lip looked like it had been introduced to a meat grinder, his right eye was hideously swollen, and he was moving like a sodding pensioner, wincing at every turn or twist.
"Faith did."
"What!"
The young man grinned. "Relax G-Man."
He listened to the young man's explanation with growing amazement. Once the male Scooby had finished, he exploded. "You bloody berk! You actually asked a Slayer to hit you?"
"I do love him for his personality and not his brains Giles."
"Thanks Kendra, your support's welcome," the youth let out a weary sigh. "It was the best of some extremely bad choices, if Faith wasn't so pig- headed about going back undercover..." The teen's voice trailed off as he slowly turned his head to Kendra. "How about you and me go out and do something tomorrow night?" the Slayer beamed at the teen and nodded "We can leave G-Man, Jonathan, and Wes to research the drug Wilkins gave Faith and have some fun. I've got an idea how to deal with graduation."
Giles shuddered. It was frightening when Xander came up with a plan, especially so as his plans were usually the best of a very bad bunch.
* * *
"Have some fun?" Kendra glared at her boyfriend. Of all the dates he'd taken her on, this was the most unbelievable. And that included the time they'd crashed a necromancer's welcome home party for his deceased wife. "I'm not helping you break into a military base!"
"Your trouble is you need to loosen up," Xander retorted. "Cordy really enjoyed it when we broke into the compound."
"You told me about that!" Kendra snarled. "I'm not acting as bait."
"Wouldn't work anyway."
"And what's that supposed to mean?"
Her boyfriend swallowed loudly. "That didn't come out how I meant. I meant that Cordy was in more revealing clothes."
"You mean dressed like a hooker?"
"Well I liked it."
"I just bet you did," Kendra glared at her boyfriend. "I could tempt ten times the men Cordelia could."
"That mean we're going in?"
Too late she realised she'd been tricked into a corner. "All right, but you owe me dinner."
* * *
Xander grinned as his girlfriend clambered, cat-like, over the wire mesh fence. "I thought I might." Once she was on top of the fence, Kendra threw a rope down to him. Gritting his teeth against the pain coursing through his body, he struggled up the barricade.
"Where's the armoury?"
"Follow me Grasshopper." Ignoring his girlfriend's vaguely threatening mutterings, he hurried through the darkness only to stop when his companion put a hand on his chest. "What's up?"
"Someone out there," Kendra muttered. "Wait here."
Xander opened his mouth to protest but the Slayer had already melted into the darkness. The seconds seemed to stretch off into forever and a sheen of sweat appeared, drenching his forehead as he imagined all manner of terrible things happening to his girlfriend. He hadn't heard any shots but she could have run into a demon or a master vampire...Just as he was about to rush off in search of Kendra, she reappeared carrying an unconscious guard over a slender shoulder. "See that's the difference between Slayers and normal girls, Cordelia dazzled the guard with a smile and a bit of cleavage, you bludgeon him into unconsciousness with your fists."
"You saying I'm not normal Xander?"
"Moving on," Xander coughed at the dangerous gleam in his girlfriend's smouldering black eyes. Oh yeah, he was definitely looking into a muzzle for himself, anything to keep his mouth from getting him into trouble. "Shall I help you tie him up?"
* * *
"Got it Mr. Giles!"
Giles beamed, the three of them had been researching in Wes' apartment, hardly ideal but his fellow Watcher had plenty of the most important texts and according to Faith, Wes' rooms, unlike the Library, Buffy's home, and his own home, were not bugged. "And what does it say Jonathan?" His heart dropped at the drawn look on the youth's face. "It says the poison can only be counteracted by the blood of a Slayer."
"Oh bollocks," Giles muttered this was bad, very bad.
"What's the problem guys?" he turned to see a grinning and heavily laden Xander stood beside Kendra in the apartment's doorway. "We've got three. I mean it's not like we can't spare - ouch!" the teen winced when his girlfriend kicked him in the shin.
Kendra's kick saved Xander from a well-earned tongue-lashing from him but not his glare. "I trust," he said icily. "You have a plan?"
"I love it when a plan comes together." Xander grinned, apparently unaffected by all the stares he was getting. "Always wanted to say that."
Giles shook his head in disbelief. He just knew he wasn't going to like this. "What is it then?" Ten minutes later he realised he was wrong, he hated it. "Are you a complete blithering idiot?"
"Hey I come from good -, alright really stupid stock," Xander protested. "But think of the advantages?"
Wesley sighed. "He has a point Rupert, there are tremendous risks, but if everything goes right...."
"Big if," finally Giles nodded. "Very well."
* * *
Faith's heart pounded as she raised her bow and sighted it on the handsome figure walking down Sunnydale's main street. It had been three days since she'd slain the Mulligans and this was the first time she'd got some action. "Fuck," she muttered, unmindful of the trio of watching vampires lurking behind her. "I hope this works." Finally satisfied she had the target locked she smoothly pulled the bowstring, unleashing her arrow.
The bolt flew gracefully through the cool night air, gaining speed with every second as it hurtled downwards. Faith smiled in satisfaction at a job well when the bolt slammed into the rugged man's shoulder, showering his blonde companion with blood, and sending him tumbling to his knees. Seeing B glaring up at her, Faith waved and blew a kiss before turning to her companions. "Let's hit the road boys, there's one pissed off Slayer down there."
"You were meant to kill him!" snarled the oldest of the three vampires.
"I wanted him to suffer first. Nobody turns me down," suddenly her right hand lunged forward, grabbing her questioner around the throat, even as her left flew into the back of her quiver and drew an arrow. A vicious grin on her face, she thrust the arrow into the demon's heart before turning to his companions. "And lives. So," Faith cocked her head to one side, raised an inquiring eyebrow, and looked at the two remaining vampires. "Any other questions?" The demons shook their heads, Faith grinned. "I just knew you guys weren't as dumb as you looked."