Here's another chapter. But sadly I need to say that there is only a few more chapters left...Tear

First they had stopped at each of their houses so they could get a change of clothes and a few items that they needed. But they didn't loiter too long in Dale of the Sun; the Scooby's left as soon as they could.

Spike was now conscious, but he didn't yet have the strength to move well. So Michael had to help him walk to and from.

The seven friends piled in the small car, crammed like a mosh pit for (find word) Xander was driving, Spike was in the passenger seat, Anya was in between the two, Tara sat behind Xander, Willow and Joyce shared the middle seat, and Michael said behind Spike.

They drove on for about thirty minutes and then Xander pulled off at a rest stop.

"Again?" Spike asked, "Is your bladder the size of a pea?"

"Oh, please don't say that word." Xander said as he unbuckled himself quickly, he got out of the car and did the 'dance' all the way to the men's restroom.

"That isn't just Xander's potty dance. I like that dance, a lot." Anya smiled.

"Anya, close your mouth, your drooling." Willow smiled. Anya did and looked back out just in time to see Xander walking back with some soda's in his hands. He got back in and handed each of the Scooby's a coke.

The car was then filled with the sound of the lids being opened and gulps. But nobody poke until about twenty minutes later.

"How long until we get there?" Anya whined, "I'm very stuffed, I feel like…" She put her hands together and squeezed.

"Anya, there's three people up there, and there's four back here. So if you want squished, I'm the Queen." Willow said.

"How long, Xander?" Anya asked.

"About ten minutes." Xander said, "The Cordelia Investigations should be just up this street."

"Cordelia Investigations?" Anya asked, "Isn't Cordelia his last girlfriend?"

"Yeah…." Xander said, "Anya, who told you that?"

"I read it in your diary. Page seventeen, I believe." Anya smiled.

"You have a diary?" Spike chuckled.

"Four." Anya stated, not understanding why her boyfriends face was turning red.

"The Whelps life fills up four diary's? I didn't even think anything that happens to him was worth writing down." Spike smiled.

"Oh, yes it is." Anya said, "But, most of the stuff's in pictures."

"And he draws too." Spike sounded amazed.

"It's just stick figures."

"Anya." Xander started to talk, "Can we not talk about this right now."

"All I'm saying is that, yes, they are important because they help us remember."

"OK, just, no more."

"Fine." Anya said sticking out her tongue at Spike.

"Wes, have you wrote Basha demon on the chart yet?"

"No, I haven't gotten to it yet."

"Ok." Cordelia said, she walked over to the board of weekly demon deaths caused by them and underneath Maglish, she wrote Basha.

"Sweet cakes, we have a new case." Lorne said walking into the office, " Two women were followed last night. They said it was 'Big, Hairy, and smelled like a wet dog".

"Murot demon." Wesley said.

"Sure, a More Rot demon." Cordelia said.

"Mur-rot." Wesley corrected.

"Is it easy or hard to kill?" Cordelia asked.

"Easy, except the only way to kill it is stab it in the heart with a Brecken spear." Wesley said.

"And there's only two of them in the world." A man with a thick Irish accent said as he walked in the room. (who could it be?)

"Doyle, you finally woke up." Cordelia said. She turned to Lorne, "In that case charge the two girls 70 dollars."

Doyle smiled and walked up behind Cordelia. He put his arms around her waist. She turned around and they passionately kissed.

"Eh hem." Someone coughed. The Cordelia gang all turned towards the door. The Scooby gang stood at the door.

"We need sanctuary." Spike said. The Cordelia investigations people walked up to the Scooby's.

"Hi, guys." Cordelia said, "God, it's been a long time."

"It's been over three years." Willow said.

"Jeez. You all look so different."

"You do too." Spike said.

"And Spike." Cordelia said, "last time I saw you, I don't even remember. But wait… where's Buffy?"

"We have to find her. She's been kidnapped."

"Buffy? Kidnapped?" Cordelia asked.

"Yes. We know how odd that sounds."

"This is the Cordelia investigations." Cordelia said.

"True Cordettes." Willow smiled, " Just like High School."

They introduced themselves to everyone and after about an hour of that they decided to talk about why the Scooby's were here in L.A. They did and the Cordettes agreed to let the Scooby's stay with them. (Remember the Hotel thing that Angel got in the Series? That's where the Cordelia investigations are.) So the Scooby's got rooms on the second story.

Cordelia was playing a Sudoku on her desk when Anya walked in.

"Hey, your Anya, right?" Cordelia asked.

"Yeah." Anya said.

"What is it?" Cordelia asked.

"So you were Xander's bedtime buddy before I came along? I'll have you know that I'm the better bedtime buddy between the both of us." (Jeez, say that three times fast) Anya said.

"I'm sure you are…."

"I'm Xander's now bedtime buddy, so keep your hands off of him." Anya said.

"I don't want to be Xander's bedtime buddy." Cordelia said.

"Good, I don't want you to be his bedtime buddy too."

"Sure."

"Even though Xander might want both of us to be his Bedtime Buddies, that will not work out. Because I am the only. I am Xander's. Go be a bedtime buddy to the green dude."

"Lorne? No." Cordelia said, "I'm with Doyle."

"Just stay away from my Xander." Anya said as she turned and walked out of the room.

"Whatcha working on?" Willow asked as she and Tara walked into the room tht Fred was in. It looked like a lab.

"I'm trying to find out the chemical compounds on the Trurac knife that makes it deadly only around water."

"Oh, that's easy." Willow said, she walked up by Fred, leaving Tara alone by the door.

"It's basically Lead mixed with Nickel, and a pinch of Zink. It could work anywhere away from the water, but it can only kill and hurt a Trurac demon. They generally live near water since they have a water based chemical stability."

"Thanks for the help, Willow. I would have never thought that." Fred said. Willow looked back at the door, Tara wasn't there anymore.

Tara stepped into the lounge and looked a through a bookshelf that was placed in the back of the room. The books were normal books, they weren't demon research books. Her eyes stopped on a book called Prey by Michael Crichton.

"It's a good book." A voice said, Tara jumped and the book fell to the ground. She leaned down to get it and looked up.

"H-Hey Doyle." She smiled. She stood back up.

"It's about A cloud of Microbots that becomes more deadly by the hour. It's a plague, and the humans are the prey. If you like that kind of stuff, It's a pretty good story."

"Thanks, I-I'll give it a try." Tara smiled sweetly and left with the book.

Gunn, Lorne, Joyce, Spike, and Michael sat in the lobby. Unsure of what to say to each other, Joyce started a conversation.

"So, who likes pickles?"

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