Chapter 6 Homeward Bound
Ring, ring.
"Hello?"
"Mom?"
"Hi honey, how's the school trip?"
"It's been…interesting. Um listen, I kinda have to go back earlier than expected."
Martha Kent sighed, "What happened Clark?"
"I met a girl…and…um she's coming home with me."
Clark could hear his mother's heartbeat accelerate and her breathing became laboured, "E-excuse me could you repeat that again Clark?"
"I said I met a girl and I'm taking her home with me."
Martha couldn't believe what she just heard, her seventeen-year-old son, who happens to be from outer space with superpowers just met a girl and was bringing her home. She realised that Clark was no longer her baby boy. "Is she pregnant?"
Clark almost dropped the phone but he did fall off the bed, Clark felt like he was hit with a truck full of green kryptonite.
"NO! Mom geez, no it's not like that. Long story short, I just met her, she's in trouble…a lot of trouble and there are people after her, her life is as weird as mine and I'm going to take her to Smallville with me."
There was a long pause on the other line, after a minute or two of silence, Martha was finally able to find her voice again, "How well do you know this girl Clark? Are you sure she can be trusted with your secrets?"
Clark didn't hesitate for a moment and replied, "She knows everything about me, look I'll explain later when we get there okay? Just trust me on this, please?"
Martha knew her son was as stubborn as a mule and finally said, "Alright Clark, just promise me that we'll at least get the full story when you both get here. I'll set her up in your room and you can stay on the couch while we figure out how to help her."
Clark felt like the world was lifted off of his shoulders and smiled happily, "Thanks mom."
"We love you Clark, you know we'd do anything for you right?"
"I know, I'll see you soon mom."
The second Clark hang up the phone, he grabbed their bags on the floor and walked over to Buffy who was currently sipping a cup of coffee with a look that said she was miles away.
"Hey, you okay?" Buffy slowly turned towards Clark and smiled, he felt his heartbeat pounding against his chest, her smile always did that to him.
"Yeah, how did they take it?" She asked as she paid for her coffee.
"I talked to my mom and she said you can stay in my room, I'll be downstairs on the couch. We can stay with my parents while I get Lex to help you with your new identity and everything else you need with legal papers to go back to school."
Buffy beamed at this and hugged Clark, "Thank you."
"We'd better go, the Watcher's might have finally noticed that we're nowhere near L.A. by now."
Buffy nodded her head in agreement and followed Clark as they walked towards the bus station, hoping and praying that the Powers would help her in the situation she was in.
In an undisclosed location…"Oh." A groan escaped Faith's lips as her eyes fluttered open. Her muscles ached and she felt like she'd gone on a three-day drinking binge. As she fought to regain focus on her eyesight, she heard muffled voices from a distance.
"How long do we keep them here?" asked a feminine voice.
"I don't know we have orders to keep them locked up until Mr. Travers arrives," replied a man.
"Don't you think it odd that he's captured these civilians all for the purpose of luring that rogue Slayer here? Aside from the two Watcher's and the other Slayer, Faith, what roles do those three students play to make them seem so important?"
"You obviously haven't read the profiles on these 'students' have you? The red head, Willow Rosenberg, successfully restored the Vampire's soul. The pale one is a werewolf and the young man with brown hair saved Miss Summers by applying CPR on her when she drowned and has clocked more field time than any of us here. And to top it all off, they've fought beside Miss Summers and Faith Rogers since both Slayers first came to Sunnydale."
"Oh."
"Yeah, oh."
"But why hasn't she come looking for them?"
"What's with the Twenty Questions?"
"Nothing, just curious is all."
Faith strained to hear the rest of their conversation as it died down but they were too far from her. When her body was able to function properly, she surveyed the cell she was in. The cell was actually inside a large room with steel walls. Noticing she wasn't alone she walked over to the others and tried to wake them she then saw that there was an empty cell beside theirs. She was only able to successfully awaken Oz and Giles.
Moments later Wesley, Xander and Willow woke up and she filled them in on the conversation she had heard.
"This doesn't make any sense," said Wesley, rubbing his temples as he tried to soothe his bruised face. "Buffy doesn't know we're here, what does he plan to do with us."
Faith tensed when she heard footsteps outside the room, "Someone's coming." They all resumed their positions and waited as the footsteps stopped right in front of their cell.
"Dump them in the next cell," one man ordered.
As soon as the two prisoners were dumped in the cell beside where the others lay, the Watcher's left leaving Faith and the others to investigate whom their fellow inmates were.
They all gasped when they saw the unmistakable blonde locks of Joyce Summers.
In A Black Limousine…
"Have they all been captured?" Quentin Travers asked his right hand man, Roger Wyndham-Pryce.
"Yes, we've also gathered the necessary ingredients and the Shamans needed for the ceremony."
"Good," said Quentin as he rummaged through his luggage. "Here take this just in case."
He handed Roger a white sphere and a parchment of paper.
Roger eyed them carefully as he placed them in his briefcase, "The Orb of Thessula and the gypsy curse? Surely you don't mean to resoul the Vampire once he's resurrected do you?"
Quentin gave him a sharp look and answered him, "Angelus and Angel may be the same but it was Angel who marked Miss Summers after he was poisoned by Trick. We need the souled one to find Miss Summers for us."
Quentin gave him a look that said 'Do you have a better idea?' Roger promptly looked away and stared out the window, he knew not to mess with Quentin Travers he was not after all the head of the Watcher's Council for nothing.
TBC