"She's there," Spencer's second in command said.

"Are you sure?" Spencer said. "This spell didn't work very well before."

"Yes, she's at the college; looks like at some fraternity house on campus."

Spencer looked around at the men that came with him. They were all still a little off from what happened.

Just then, the Magic Box's phone rang.

Giles answered, because Anya was watching and taking notes about whatever the Watchers squad was using in their spell, keeping a running total of the bill they were generating.

"Yes, I'll ask him."

"Spencer, you wanted on the phone."

"Who is it?" The only ones that knew he was here were the Watchers council.

"I don't know. Some young woman."

Spencer walked to the Phone.

Across Town

Max was handing the phone to Xander.

"Hey, Spencer, good buddy."

"Faith?"

"The one and only. Just to let you know, those pics of you that I uploaded to a swinger's web site already have 300 hits and a whole file full of requests for get-together's. You don't mind if I give out your personal phone number, do you?"

"What?" Spencer screamed into the phone.

"Oh, you do? Geez, sorry about that, but I already did. Hope the wife won't be too upset, learning what her husband's been up to every time he leaves for these business trips."

"Oh, God," Spencer whispered. The others in the room watch him slowly fall apart.
"I mean, I don't know what she's going to do when she reads her email; it has some mighty fine pictures in it."

"Why? She has nothing to do with this."

"You came here to kill me; I told you to leave," Xander's voice dropped lower as he spoke.

"I'll get you for this," Spencer said.

"Say, I know what I'll do. I'll give you three days to clear out. If you're not gone by then, it' just going to get worse. I don't want to kill anyone, but you're getting closer to that point where I can't play games, anymore."

With that she/he hung up.

"I've got to call my Wife."

Back in the Ware house.

Xander sat back.

"Do you think that this will work?" Max asked.

"Yes, it has to, or I will be swinging with the sisters for the rest of my life."

Just then, Willow's cell phone ran.

"Buffy knows that you're doing something," Tara told her lover. "I couldn't lie well enough for her to believe me."

"That's ok, Sweetie," Willow told her. "I am kind of glad you can't lie well," she continued while watching her now female friend.

Out on the Street
A few blocks away.

Riley and Buffy were walking the streets and alleys that surround the warehouses, looking for anything that could take them to Faith. Or Willow. From the information from Forrest had given them, she was in this area. Where, exactly, was anyone's guess.

Suddenly, Riley jumped curing. Buffy just looked at him with an upraised eyebrow.
"Phone was on vibrate," he said, looking like a kid that was caught sneaking cookies.

"Riley here," he said over his phone.

"-"

"Ok, got it." Hanging the phone up.

"Hey, Buffy, did you know that Willow's phone has a GPS tracking in it?"

"No I didn't. And this is important, why?"

"Well, she just got a phone call from Tara. But the funny thing is, that's she's nowhere."

"What?"

"Well, there is nothing at her location. Nothing in the records. But on the Satellite maps, there is a warehouse."

"Got her."

"Yep. Got her."

In the Warehouse.

Max had just hung up her phone.

"We've got problems," she told the two friends.

"What now?"

"Well, Logan just told me that a few of my old friends are missing and the last anyone heard from them, they were looking for Sunnydale."

"Who, and how many?"

"He knows that Joshua and Alec are missing, and a few others. And O.C. is gone to."

"White didn't pick them up, did he?"

"No, Logan checked all the databases he could get into. They just cut and ran. It seems that they're on their way here. Maybe here already."
"Oh, joy," Xander said, then he noticed a protective streak in his lover's eyes. "Not that I am putting them down, but we need to control this if I'm gonna get my body back."

Outside the Warehouse,

A van slowly rolled down the alley.

Buffy and Riley watched as a dog-faced demon was hanging out the window, sniffing, while a black woman drove.

Both Riley and Buffy looked at each other. Just when you think you have seen everything this town could throw at you something more would show up.

In the Van

"Yo, doggie dog, you sure she's around here."

"Yea, Max, she's here," Joshua said looking off into the dark. "Somewhere."

O.C. picked up her phone.

"Alec, we found our girl. Get over here as soon as you can."

"On our way." There was a pause, "Just where are you?"

Original Cindy Looked at the next street sign as she passed. Just then, Joshua jumped out of the van and started running toward a Warehouse.

"Alec, got to go. Dog boy is off and running. We're at..."

Both Max and Xander jumped as the door downstairs blew open.

Willow looked up as a dog faced demon ran into the room. Then it ran and jumped on Max, who started to scream about being put down. Willow was just going to cast a spell to drive it off, when she noticed Xander was laughing so hard, he was just about to fall over.

"Yo, Dog boy. Slow your ass down," another voice called out from the doorway. Willow watched as a tall black woman walked in.
Xander looked from were Joshua was getting reacquainted with his friend to see Cindy walk in.

Even though he had only known her for a short while, he felt like another sister had shown up. After a moment's thought, he figured it was a little bleed-through from his connection with Max. He moved to sit by Willow and let Max welcome her family.

"So where is your boy, Xan?" O.C. said looking around.

"Well, long story short, he's right there."

"What? He had a Sex change operation?"

"Nope."

"Just how much you believe in magic?"

"Well, seen some stuff while I was in the Army."

"Then just sit, I have a hell of a story for you."

Outside

Buffy had seen the demon run in and heard the screaming afterwards. What was going on? The screaming had stopped, and still no one had came out.

Just as she was going to move in, a motorcycle and another van pulled up, and dome more demons got out. A lizard-looking one and one that looked like a cat, and a few others that looked human. And what looked like twins, except there were more than two; there were about six kids, no older than eight, maybe nine, and all of them had solid black irises. They looked at each other and moved off in different directions. One went inside with the rest.

"If we go in, we'll need back up," Riley began. "Have you seen any demons like those before?"

"No, we need to talk to Giles."

"Why not the base?"

"They would go in, guns blasting, and Willow is in there. She may be under a spell or something. I won't let you or anyone hurt my friends."

At the Magic Box.
"They have what?" Spencer said over the phone. "It's where?"

Giles sat back and did what most watchers do - watch.

Spencer would become very red, then very pale, over the last few hours. He would get phone calls on his personal cellphone, then just hang up on them.

Finally, he just turned the thing off. He had found out that Faith had put his name on a swingers website, and had the ad say that he was into everything, from S&M to Scat.

Let's just say, he was getting some very interesting phone calls. His wife was receiving them as well. The last call had been from Travers' personal assistant, who had told him that his email account had crashed one of the Council's mainframes, his office line had been turned off, due to the amount of calls he had received in the last hour, and that if wanted to keep his job with the Watchers, he would keep his personal life, personal. The Council didn't need, or want, that sort of thing involved with their business.

And, on a sidebar, that if he wanted to get together sometimes, he and his wife would love to have him over.

"Where is she?" Spencer asked. He didn't know if his marriage would last this. But he knew that there was one Slayer that would NOT last. She was dead and just didn't know it. She was alone, with no one to help.

Xander Warehouse.

"We'll help, just tell us what we need to do," the desert trooper said.

Max had saved them all from Manticore. Some had a good life there, but they were still slaves and being a free poor man is better than that any day of the Week.

Most, if not all, of the Manticore troopers felt that way - from the Normals to the latest troops.

While she wasn't their leader, she was someone they respected and would help. And more would come, just as soon as they found out what was going on.

Deep under the base.

Adam sat in a control chair, watching the feeds that the vampire had put in place for him. He as also reviewing all the transmissions from the base and surrounding area, looking for anything.

The Base holding cells were almost at maximum capacity. Soon, he would start the fire to bring the world in order. He reviewed the communications that Riley had had with Forrest about that Willow girl and where she was. Why?

He traced down his backlog of phone conversations that this Willow had. She was an anomaly, and all anomalies would have to removed, so that Mother's world could come into being.

He reviewed the recordings. She would be removed, They could cause some problems.

I will need someone that could do this easily.

The vampire could not harm her and he was the only one under complete control. What else did he have? X5-471 was in Psy-Ops; he could be useful. Most of his self will should have been burned away, by now. It would be easy to implant an order and move things so he could escape.

With that thought, Adam set things in motion.