A/N: Ok, I have been stuck on this chapter but I have to write another chapter. I know where I want the story to go, I'm just not sure how. And I was gonna kind of leave this story even though I do love it but I got an e-mail.

So for those of you who wanted an update it's not me you have to thank, it is the wonderful Tara who sent me an e-mail explaining how amazing I was, or at least the story was, and how could I resist?

I also didn't realise it had been that long since I had updated, but apparantly so. And you should also be grateful I'm writing this as I have the joy of tonsilitus, for the second time in like 4 months. Poor me : (

Warnings: Err... Nothing as of yet, or nothing more than in any previous chapter...

Disclaimer: I own nothing, Joss and the Grr Arg monster are the best. (I think I'm meant to say something witty here, but I can't think of anything)

Dedication: So I've never done a dedication before, but really i had to, because the whole reason I'm writing this chapter is because of Tara. You can also blame her if it's really bad

And on with the story...

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"Duck!"

He dropped to the ground without pausing for a second, knowing by now not to question her instincts, and it was a good thing too, as a scond later a leg swung over him, narrowly missing his head.

However the leg was caught by a firm hand and the owner of the leg was sent flying up against a nearby tree, where a piece of wood was conviniently sticking out and acted as a makeshift stake as the body exploded into dust on impact.

Xander took the offered hand to pull him and rubbed at the back of his head already feeling the bruise start to come up after her had been knocked for about the fith time that evening.

"This is getting ridiculous."

"I know, and to think we thought five vamps in three nights was a bad week. What is that, like the sixth tonight?"

"Mmm..." Buffy trailed off into her own thoughts, thoughts that she didn't particuarly want to be thinking because she knew where they would end up leading her. But they couldn't ignore it.

Xander appeared to have either read her mind, or was just thinking the same thing when he suggested a trip to the library. Buffy looked around guiltily for a few seconds, not really wanting to leave the cemetarys when there were still vampires wandering around, but she didn't have much choice for now.

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"Well I'd hate to state the obvious, but it would appear to me that someone was creating an army of some sort..."

Buffy gave Giles her best 'Duh' look before flicking her gaze back to her nails that she was currently picking to avoid thinking any further into the possibilities of who exactly this person was. Giles had obviously noticed and tried to continue the conversation.

"If someone is building up an army, or possibly just a large selection of minions, then it's likely they are new in town and aiming to gather forces quickly. And at the speed they are managing it I'd say there were either quite a few of them, or they are already well known in this town. Especially considering the fact you couldn't even get anything out of Willy when you went to , ah chat with him earlier on."

"And lets all put on our thinking caps and think of possible suggestions as to who this bad guys might be then... Hmmm, let me think"

"Xander this isn't helping anyone. Especially not Willow."

At the mention of his oldest friend Xander went quiet, the sarcastic comments flew out of the window as reality hit. They hadn't seen Willow for over a year now ((A/N: I can't remember if I mentioned how long in aprevious chapter, a fault for not updating I suppose, so sorry if I've messed up not only Joss' but my own timeline as well)) and thinking about her still hurt as much as it did then.

They knew next to nothing about what had happened, only she hadn't wanted to go with him, yet she had without arguing, which made no sense to them but he supposed there must have been a reason, they just didn't know it yet.

But if they were here, then there was a chance that she would be as well, unlike Giles and Buffy he had refused to believe they had killed her, he'd know, he didn't know how, but he just would. Pushing these feelings back down he lifted his head up to watch Giles polishing his glasses and Buffy still picking at her nails. He gave a lopsided smile and decided to focus on the positive, they were closer to her than they had been since she went missing, and if they were closer to her, they were closer to getting her back. So he put on his best 'lets get to work' voice and got ready to get his best friend back, once and for all.

"So, I think we need a plan."

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A/N: So, there we go, I updated, and I'm sorry if it isn't what people wanted due to the lack of anything Spillowish but I think we were due a chapter in Sunnydale just so you knew what was going on. But I promise next chapter we will have Spike, Willow and the rest of the vampire crew

Next chapter: Planning of having them settling down into, of course, the Crawford Street Mansion, Willow finally crashing down on the reality that she's close to her friends and the fact that Spike is feeding in the small town of Sunnydale where she grew up withmost of the people that lived there and getting slightly angry. Which may just get her into a little bit of trouble with our favourite bleached vampire...