Sorry all. I've been busy trying to get rid of my writer's block. Thanks for the reviews though, keep them coming please!

Chapter 2

Buffy strolled down the ornately decorated sidewalks, just getting lost in the crowd, trying to relax, but her guard wouldn't let her. She felt as though danger were around every corner. As though the First had managed to follow them.

Her bags swung lightly as she walked. When she stopped to look inside a window, a man plowed into her, causing her to drop the bags, spilling there contents all over the sidewalk.

"I'm sorry," he said, helping her pick things up.

"No," she replied, picking up what she could, "my fault."

When she looked up, she found herself face to face with a pair of gorgeous blue eyes. He smiled at her and she smiled back.

"I don't believe I caught your name, Miss...?" he implored.

"Buffy," she blurted.

"Mitch," he replied, helping her up.

All she could do was stare up into those big blue eyes. Mitch just smiled at her.

"So, Buffy," he said slowly, "could I make this up to you somehow? Knocking you down and all. Coffee?"

"Sure," Buffy said brightly.

"There's a Starbucks a few streets over, if you don't mind going there."

"Not at all," she told him, unable to take her eyes off of him.

Xander was looking over blue prints of the new library when something exploded. He ran out of the small trailer to see what had happened.

"Everybody okay?" he asked.

"Yeah," one of the men said, "luckily no one was over there."

"Good," Xander replied, looking over to the crater in the dirt.

He walked over to it casually. Looking down, he saw nothing but some charred plants and loose dirt. Upon attempting to climb down into it though, Xander found himself pushed away. The top of the hole was impenetrable.

"That's never good," he mumbled to himself.

Rushing back to the trailer, he quickly called Buffy, trying the house first. The answering machine finally picked up after three rings. After hanging up, he tried her cell phone, getting her this time.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Buff, its Xander," he said.

"Hey. Um, can this wait? I'm kinda-"

"You might want to come down when you get done. I'm down at the construction site. On Perl Street?" he cut in.

"Yeah. See you in a bit," she said.

"Bye," he said.

He hung up, sighing. Chewing his lip, he turned his attention back to the hole that some of the workers were now slowly making their way towards.

"What was that all about?" Mitch asked, in between sips of mocha.

"Nothing. He was just checking in on me," Buffy said, covering.

"It seemed pretty urgent. You sure you don't need to go?" he asked.

"Yeah," she told him, taking another sip of her own latte.

Buffy took her mug away from her lips and thought about it. She quickly dug through her purse for the bills and set them down on the table. She downed the last of her latte and got up.

"It might be a good idea to go," she said. "If you don't mind, I mean."

"Just as long as I can get your number," he said, flashing her a smile.

Buffy beamed back at him and quickly found a pen. She scribbled her cell number down onto a napkin and walked out of the coffee shop.

I'm hoping to get the next chapter up soon, but be patient. RR please!