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Chapter three
Just another patrol
Buffy walked side by side with Angel in comfortable silence. They wanted to be completely aware of their surroundings at all times and if they talked it would distract Buffy. But of course just thinking about being distracted, distracted Buffy. She didn't see the vampire come stumbling over to them, mumbling incoherent words. Buffy pushed the vampire to the ground and it fell over just a bit to easily. But what Buffy felt when her hand came in contact with the vampire's skin worried her.
"Angel," Buffy said very scared.
"What is it Buffy?" Angel asked, his worried face coming on.
Buffy was thinking about how cute Angel looked when he got worried. But then she remembered what scared her and it was enough to snap her out of her daze.
"It's burning up," Buffy managed in response.
"What do you mean?" Angel asked getting more worried.
Buffy didn't know how to explain it better so she took Angel's hand and placed it on the vampire's forehead. Angel took his hand back with a look of horror on his face. This was the first time she had seen him scared.
"How is this possible?" Angel asked.
"I think that's more of a Gile's question."
Angel nodded.
"Do you want me to call Gile's?"
Angel nodded yet again.
"Could you take a more accurate temperature?" Buffy asked handing him a thermometer.
Angel took the thermometer from Buffy before he looked at her like she had two heads.
"Dawn's sick. I took her temperature before I left. I forgot to put it away," Buffy explained.
Buffy turned her back to Angel and took out her cell phone. She could hear the library phone ring. Buffy really hoped tonight was one of those nights he for got he didn't live at the library and was there.
"Rupert Giles speaking."
This was one of those nights.
"Giles its Buffy."
"Are you alright?" Giles asked immediately after hearing her voice.
"I'm fine, but I'm starting to think that sickness is supernatural."
"What makes you think that?"
"Well I just came across a vampire with a temperature. Hold on Giles," Buffy turned back to Angel, "What's the temperature?"
"106.5."
"106.5 is the temperature Giles," Buffy said into the phone."
"Good lord," Giles muttered, "I want you to come back to the library. I'll call the others."
"Ok. I'm just going to take a quick sweep of the area first."
"Ok."
Buffy hung up the phone and turned back to Angel.
"What do we do with the vampire?" Angel asked.
"I guess we should stake it. Just like the others."
Buffy pulled out a stake from the pocket inside her jacket and stacked the vampire.
"Giles wants us to meet him back at the library after a quick sweep of the area."
"Ok. Let's get moving."
