Chapter 2: Sex and Hunters

*****Two Days Later*****

Buffy woke up next to Derek for the second morning in a row. They hadn't left her room for two days, ordering food in. It was a sensual cocoon that she hadn't experienced since the time she and Riley were affected by that lust demon. This time, however, it was just the two of them—no supernatural influence.

Turns out that being a werewolf like Derek gave him about as much stamina as Buffy. He didn't need the normal recovering time that most guys did. They'd taken one shower together and spent time in the bathroom's large jacuzzi tub. It was such an incredible thirty-six hours. She didn't want it to end.

Buffy's phone buzzed, intruding on her reverie. She reached over to get it, not wanting to wake Derek.

Of course, he was awake the moment she awoke. It was strange how attuned he was to her in such a short time. He'd had many lovers. Kate, Jennifer, Braeden, though, couldn't hold a candle to Buffy. Her hunger was as great as his—as was her energy and stamina. Just thinking about her caused his body to harden. He smiled, liking the lightness that filled him. He couldn't remember ever feeling like this.

He half-listened to Buffy's conversation. When she hung up, she sat up. "Damn," she muttered.

"You have to go," he stated, sitting up.

"Unfortunately," she said, leaning her body against his. "My friends are insisting that I get back to work. It seems that there's some new killing group popping up in places across the country. We're not sure if it's human gangs or demons yet. It seems, though, that young people under twenty-five seem to be the targets for the most part."

"Are you going to be in town much longer?" he asked.

"I'm not sure," she said with a regretful look.

He nodded. "Do you have time for breakfast?"

"Yes," she said. "How about I hop in the shower while you order us some food?"

"I can do that," he said, flashing her a smile. He reached over for the hotel phone as she got up. After he placed his order, he got up out of the bed and considered his options. Did he dress? Or join her in the shower? Grinning, he headed to the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, Buffy was giggling as he pulled on a shirt. Derek had ungracefully slipped on soap after he'd climaxed inside of her. Of course, she pointed out that there wasn't any soap on the floor.

"Just admit it," she said with a mischievous grin, "I made you so weak that your legs gave out!"

"I am never admitting that," he said with a grimace.

The doorbell rang. "Food is ready," she said. She started to run to the door when he grabbed her and pulled her close.

"There's time for this," he said. Then he bent down and kissed her. The doorbell rang again.

When he pulled away, Buffy stared up blankly at him. "I'll get the door," he said, smiling at her dazed expression.

Buffy was internally cursing circumstances pulling her away from this sex god.

They sat down and had breakfast. Buffy found him easy to talk to. Since he was in the know, she didn't have to hide her life from him.

"What are your plans?" Buffy asked him.

"I don't know. I'm going to go visit my sister in Brazil—she's going to boarding school there. Outside of that, I don't know for sure," he said.

"You don't need to work?" Buffy asked.

He shook his head. "My family had a lot of money and insurance. There's only three of us left to split it. I'm not as extravagant as my Uncle Peter, so it should last for years," he said.

"That's good," she said. She grabbed her purse and dug through it. "Here's my card. It's got my number on it. I haven't seen you look at your phone. Do you have one?"

"I did. Then it was destroyed, and I haven't gotten around to replacing it," he said with a shrug.

"Well, if you get a new one, call me, so I can have your number," Buffy said. Then she added quickly, "If you want to, I mean. If not, it's okay." She looked away, feeling like an idiot.

"Of course, I want to," he assured her. "I will call you."

Relief filled Buffy. She was acting like a school girl, but she couldn't help it. The connection between them was so strong. She'd been single a long time—four years to be exact. Of course, she'd been with Spike, but he wasn't really a love—he was a guy she fucked. Ashamed of their relationship, she never let it blossom into more. Then he attacked her, destroying her trust. When he'd earned his soul, they never had enough time together. Then he was dead. Although Andrew had told him the Powers brought Spike back, he had yet to call her. At first, she'd been pissed, then hurt. Now, she got it. Their time together was over. They didn't really fit. Could she fit with Derek? She knew she did in bed, but outside of that she would need time with him to tell.

"Good," she said, smiling.

Derek kissed her one final time. "I had a great time," he said, meaning it.

"Me, too," she said. She hugged him tight. When he didn't protest her strength but hugged her back, she smiled against his chest. He fit somehow when so many other guys had almost.

Hours later, she was deep in the middle of things at the slayer house, all thoughts of her new lover gone as Xander showed her pictures of dead kids.

"This is a bullet hole, Xander," she said. "This is a human murder. Not our jurisdiction. We're not the police."

"There's rumors all over the place, Buffy. Something else is going on," Xander insisted.

The door opened and a panicked Willow ran into the road, out of breath. "Buffy! They killed Oz's wife and tried to murder his baby!" she exclaimed.

"What?" Buffy asked stunned.

"When did Oz get a wife?" Xander asked in surprise. "Or a baby?"

"Oz is on his way to us. He was in Nepal. Hunters attacked his pack. Everyone is dead but him and his little boy!" Willow said, tears now streaming down her face.

"Werewolf hunters?" Buffy asked in alarm.

"He said-he said that werewolves were under attack. Hunters were organized like never before. They're slaughtering children or teens now, Buffy!" Willow shared.

Xander exchanged a look with Buffy. Those photos of dead kids were glaring up at them.

"What if those kids were werewolves, Xander?" Buffy suggested.

"I was thinking the same thing," he acknowledged.

Willow's eyes widened as a new look of horror came over her. She glanced down at the photos. "They're slaughtering all werewolves? Even innocent kids?" Willow asked with a gasp.

"We need to get Oz and his baby here. We'll protect them," Buffy said. She looked at Xander. "Contact all the slayer houses. Put the word out. Any werewolf hunter found killing kids, we take them out," she said coldly.

"They're human, Buffy," Xander said in disapproval.

"They're killing innocents, Xander. They've crossed into our world. It's up to us to put a stop it by any means necessary," Buffy said grimly. "We'll try talking first. Then we'll slap them around some. If they don't get the message, we'll do whatever it takes. That's my final word on it." The past few years had changed her. She was a general with an army. The hard decisions were hers to make. She didn't hesitate anymore to make them. She picked up the photo of the dead teens. "What kind of world are we protecting that people think this is okay? That this is for the greater good?"

"It takes all kinds," Xander said in disgust.

"Did you know Oz was married, Will?" Buffy asked her.

She nodded, wiping her face. "He called me a year ago. Shortly after Sunnydale. He wanted to make sure we were all okay. Then he told me that he'd met someone in his travels. She wasn't me, but he loved her," Willow shared. "I didn't say anything because there was so much going on. I didn't know about the baby. He said they named the baby Daniel William Osborne. They call him Will."

Both Xander and Buffy were surprised. "He named his baby after you?" Xander asked. "His wife didn't care?"

"I didn't ask, Xander," Willow said, giving him a cross look. "He's heartbroken, and it wasn't the time to ask. For all we know, her dad could've been named William."

"Well, we know he wouldn't have named his baby after Spike!" Xander said, grinning at the idea of William the Bloody getting passed on.

Willow grimaced at the thought but said nothing; she was too upset.

"I'm going to call Giles and tell him what's going on," Buffy said.

"I'll call Robin," Xander offered. He hugged Willow. "We'll put a stop to this, Will. This group of hunters is going to learn a very painful lesson."

Buffy looked determined as she left to call Giles. She thought of Derek and worried. Was he in danger, too? Unless he called her, though, she had no way to get in touch with him. She put thoughts of Derek out of her mind. There wasn't time for distractions. Derek Hale was a very dreamy distraction. But there was others who needed her attention—Oz and his baby needed her to figure out who was doing this. No hunter team was organized without a leader.

Buffy would find him and take the killer out.

*****Chapter End*****

Not very long but since Teen Wolf is over, I wanted to update. I really HATED this past season of it, and Monroe, a high school counselor, arming teens to kill other teens. It was morally repulsive. I figure they'll restart the series focused around her. Although I have no plans to watch it again, it is a perfect reason to blend the two worlds. I hope you like this and want to read more. It'll be a while, though, before I can update. Got lots of things to write. Reviews are so wonderful. Thanks!