A/N: Okay for those who got confused with the last chapter about me bringing up Trick's character (who actually appeared in Season 2 of BTVS) sorry about the mix-up. Okay let's start from the beginning of my imaginary version of the BTVS world.
Please forgive me if you guys got confused, I confuse myself all the time (looks sheepishly).
Kendra died earlier in the story. Drusilla killed her a day after she tried to kill Angel cause Drusilla didn't want her daddy to die (at the time).
Faith and Wesley showed up right after she died and so they've been fighting alongside the Scooby gang for a while.
Let's pretend that when Trick showed up he was working with Spike and Drusilla at the time and he was ordered by Spike to try and poison Angel but Buffy cured him.
The Judge thing did happen but Buffy and Angel didn't make love until after Buffy cured him.
When Buffy cured him they had sex and he lost his soul. It makes it more dramatic how she just cured him and all of a sudden he's trying to kill her. (Well in my opinion it is.)
Angel marked Buffy as his mate but he didn't mean to, he was delirious at the time and they were both unaware of the consequences.
How the Watcher's Council knew about it, I can't give that away. Hehehe.
Cordelia is gong to play a big part later. Very big part.
Now on with the story…
Chapter 7
The Way You Look At MeClark woke up to the sound of a truck pulling up in their drive way. He wanted to wake Buffy but looking down on her sleeping form, he thought it better to leave her. Lord knows she probably needs all the rest she could get. So Clark picked her up gently and used his powers to run as fast as he could up to his room and gently placed her on his bed. He then ran back down and opened the door front door just as Martha was about to turn the place the key in the slot.
"Clark you're home!" Martha beamed brightly at the sight of her son and hugged him fiercely. Jonathan got out of the truck and made his way to Clark.
"Good to see you home son." Clark smiled back at his parents.
"So, where is your friend?" asked Martha.
"She was asleep on the couch but I took her up to my room when I heard you guys coming. She's really tired and I didn't want to disturb her," replied Clark with a nervous tilt to his voice.
Martha and Jonathan looked at each other, Jonathan then turned to Clark and said, and "Look Clark I know you've talked this over with your mother but are you sure she can be trusted?"
Clark sighed, "Mom, Dad, you know I've never liked keeping secrets from you but the things that happened to us, well it's beyond the weirdness that usually happens here in Smallville. And besides, the story is hers to tell not mine. Just trust me when I say I trust her with my life."
His parents looked at him like he grew an extra head, "What?" he panicked not really enjoying the scrutinizing gaze from his parents.
Jonathan looked like he was on the verge of smiling as Clark saw the sides of his mouth quirking upwards while Martha smiled softly at Clark, a smile that seemed to say 'I know something you already know.'
Martha and Jonathan both kissed Clark goodnight as they headed upstairs. Clark followed a few minutes later; he went to his room and grabbed an extra pillow and blanket as he made his way downstairs to sleep on the couch.
The Kent household was exceptionally quiet, but the peace would not last long.
Undisclosed location…U.S.A.
"Oh, oof my head. What happened?" Joyce Summers cradled her head as she stood up slowly. She swayed to her right and fell as she tripped over something soft and breathing.
Joyce opened her eyes slowly and screamed as her blue-green eyes locked on to the unmistakable blue eyes of her ex husband Hank Summers. "What are you doing here?"
She looked around the room which she now discovered was a cell and nearly fainted when she saw the occupants of the beside hers.
"Mr. Giles? Faith? Willow? Xander? Oz? Mr. Wyndham-Pryce? What is this place? No wait let me rephrase that question. What is going on and why are you all here and why," she stepped away from Hank and narrowed her eyes at him as she pointed her finger at him, "is he, of all people doing here?"
Hank covered his ears and so did everyone else as Joyce screeched in frustration, reminding himself that Buffy definitely got that screeching thing from her mother.
Giles walked over towards Joyce and said, "I'm afraid this has something to do with Buffy's er, um previous occupation and my previous employees."
Joyce's head was swimming, she felt tears burning her eyes, "Buffy?" she whispered. "Is she here? Is she alright?" she looked to Giles for an answer.
Giles looked away and quietly replied, "I'm afraid none of us know where she is. That night after she ki-fought Angelus, we don't know much of what has happened to her."
Faith opened her mouth to add her two cents but quickly shut it as she thought, 'Why tell her parents that she died and came back from the dead again.'
Joyce allowed the tears to fall, "It's all my fault that she's out there all alone. If I hadn't…Oh God my baby girl, my Buffy."
Hank just stared at Joyce like she was crazy, "What are you talking about? Don't tell me she's been causing trouble again like she did in Hemery. What did she do this time? Burn the whole school down? Is this why we're all here? Did the FBI think we had something to do with whatever trouble she's in?"
His ranting earned him a punch square on the nose that blinded his vision. "Don't you ever talk about Buffy that way! You have no idea what she's been through," Joyce felt her anger die down as she thought of Buffy's last words to her.
"I have to save the world again…"
"Ow you fucking Bitch! I thought that you moving away with that daughter of ours would leave me in peace but darn it just my luck, I'm stuck here with strangers and YOU in a freakin' cell all because you couldn't control Buffy!"
Joyce saw red, she stood over Hank. Hank could feel himself cowering before her death glare and at that very moment, Joyce's kneecap connected with his groin.
Xander, Oz, Giles and Wesley all winced as they watched Hank topple over, clutching his groin with a silent scream.
The others in the cell just gawked at Joyce as she rubbed her kneecap and sat beside Giles who was cleaning his spectacles furiously. "That felt so good," she sighed as she closed her eyes and relished in her small victory.
Oz, who usually speaks only when he had something important to say broke the silence, "Hey, where's Cordelia?"
This question caused Wesley to perk up, last he saw her was in the library while he ran to answer the phone.
Faith whispered, "She went to the bathroom when the phone rang, they probably didn't know she was with us."
Xander sighed in relief, "That's good to know. At least one of us got away."
Back In Sunnydale…
Cordelia Chase was not having a good day. After coming back from the little girl's room and finding an empty library that just screamed DANGER, she turned around and made with the running except she didn't get that far for she was currently staring at a stranger who she managed to fall on as soon as the library doors swung open.
Cordelia opened her mouth to scream only to have said stranger's hand clamp over her mouth with a pleading look as he shook his head and said, "Please don't be alarmed, I've come looking for my godfather Wesley Wyndham-Pryce."
Cordelia stood up and looked around the library just as Jeremiah stood up. She turned to him and narrowed her eyes, "You can give me your name anytime now."
"Oh, terribly sorry. My name's Jeremiah, Jeremiah Lewis."
"Cordelia Chase. And you won't find your godfather here, he's disappeared along with a few others who were here just a few minutes ago."
Jeremiah, "Shit!"
"Yeah that about sums it up," said Cordelia as she watched Jeremiah pace back and forth.
Jeremiah turned to Cordelia, his azure blue eyes, burning with murderous rage, "I know what's happened to them, and I haave a pretty good idea where they're being kept but I'm going to need your full cooperation."
Cordelia was not liking where the conversation was going, "And I should trust you why?"
Jeremiah closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, something he had picked up from being raised by Watcher's. He opened his eyes and Cordelia no longer saw rage in them, instead she saw worry and concern, "Because if we don't get to them in time, we may never see them again."
"They're going to bring Angelus back to track down Miss Summers."
Nope, Cordelia was not having a good day at all.
TBC
A/N: So sorry for the wait you guys. There's another chapter coming this week. Thank you for the reviews!!!