Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or the show so please don't sue!
A/N: Thanks for the idea but unfortunately it doesn't quite fit into the story though. Thanks again though, it was a good one!
The teeth came closer and closer. The darkness began to fade and clarity engulfed her mind. He Must Die!
Summoning her strength, she rolled to the side, knocking the vampire off balance. Raising her knee, she pushed him away before rolling to the other side and onto her feet and into her guard position stake still in hand.
Without waiting for the Vampire to recover from her surprising attack, she charged. A swift spinning cresant kick quickly followed up a rib-cracking sidekick. As the vampire staggered back from this assault, Beth quickly staked him in the heart. Before her eyes, the Vampire turned to dust.
Although Angel had told her this would happen, it still surprised her. Turning to share her success with Angel, she noticed he wasn't where he had been.
'Angel' She called out softly.
Moments passed and he still hadn't shown himself. Starting to get worried, Buffy headed towards the large Mausoleum nearby. Before she could get there though, a black figure rounded the corner, stopping directly in front of her.
'Beth! Are you alright?' Beth quickly quelled the impulse to stake the man. It was Angel, even if he did look as though he had been in a fight himself.
'I'm fine, mostly. I staked him!' Beth told him excitedly. 'Where were you?'
'Congratulations! I did see the beginning of the fight, but Buffy, the Slayer who's going to train you further, decided I had been hiding you from her, so had to beat me up about it.' Angel told her, annoyance spread thickly through his voice.
'You were hiding her from me, otherwise I would have known there was another Slayer in LA and I would have come.' A cross voice came from behind the Mausoleum. As Beth watched, a petit blond woman emerged.
'And as I told you, I phoned you every month and was told the same thing; you were on your way after you cleared up some business.'
'Oh Boy!' was all Beth could say!
Wolfram and Hart.
'How long has it been?' Gunn asked as he sat down in one of the comfortable chairs with a steaming cup of coffee.
'Too long. At least an hour' Fred replied.
'Do you think something's happened?' Wesley asked.
'You know them best. I know Buffy and Angel have history but all in all. I don't really know Buffy.' Gunn answered.
'What do you thinks going to happen to me?' Beth asked from her corner.
'I don't know.' Fred sighed as silence once more overcame the group.
The doors to Angel's office opened and Buffy and Angel walked out more subdued.
Curious, everyone rose to hear the news.
'I'm going with Buffy aren't I?' Buffy asked, recognising Angel's gloomy mood. Silently, Angel nodded.
'What! You can't be serious!' Gunn cried out.
'Gunn, I don't want to hear it. Beth can be with other Slayers and better trained as well as used if she goes with Buffy. There's nothing to discuss.' Angel told him quietly, as though he only half believed it himself.
'Do I get a choice in this?' Beth asked, close to tears.
'Beth, I'm sorry, but I told you from the beginning that I wouldn't always be your teacher.'
Taking a deep breath, Beth tried to keep her emotions under control. 'I just want to thank you then, for everything. You've all been such good friends and teachers to me. Thank you; to me you'll always be my Watchers. Who needs one when you can have four!' Beth told them just before the mandatory hugs went around.
'We'd better be going. Witch travel isn't going to wait all day. Willow!' Buffy called out. Seconds after she did, a white mist formed a few metres away from the group. As it dissipated, it revealed the red headed witch, Willow.
'You called' she commented good-naturedly.
Beth gaped. 'Errr how…what…huh?' She managed to choke out.
'Wow Beth lost for words, now that's a first!' Angel commented to lighten the mood. It worked, a few chuckles escaped.
'Take my hand and I can take you to where the majority of us are.' Willow explained as Buffy took the Witches hand.
Following suite, the last thing she saw as the mists swirled around was Angel's sorrowful face. Seconds later the mists left the three of them revealing a tall man with an eye patch and an elder gentleman with a large old looking book in his hand.
'Buff, Wi….' The older man began, but was cut off as the window in the room smashed inwards.
A/N: I know this one is short, but the next chapter will hopefully be longer as well as the last one!