A/N: I own nothing of the Whedonverse nor any fairytales and I am not profiting from this work.

Chapter 17

Previously on Buffy the Vampire Slayer

You are effectively the Master of Sunnydale

Once he removed most of the goo with one of Joyce's cleaning towels Angel just stared daggers at his Grandchilde while waiting to be filled in on why that all had happened.

"So Peaches now that that adventure's over, mind telling us why you were here in the first place? Not that your voice didn't come in perfectly handy." Buffy just stopped herself in time not to start laughing again. Angel ignored the pest and focused on Buffy.

"I was told you were in danger so I got here as quickly as I could. I thought it would have something to do with Spike." Buffy let him finish his sentence then started gathering up the empty cups for refilling.

"I'm dangerous." Spikes eyebrows were all waggly and Dawn giggled. Buffy gently ran her hand along his shoulders and the back of his chair and finished with a light smack upside the head.

Giles actually rolled his eyes. "Yes, quite."

Angel kept looking around the group feeling like a fish out of water and from the welcome he hadn't received he started to worry he might smell like one too. "No you are in danger. A friend of mine had a vision."

"It would seem that danger has passed." Giles started. "Now we must discuss the looming threats and you may leave. Unless of course you think your princess' scream will save us from that as well?"

Xander snorted a laugh. "Deadboy's a princess?"

"Xander," Anya gently smacked her boyfriend's arm. "It's not very nice to kick someone when they're down. Even I know that."

Xander looked properly chastised and thought that she was right. A real man wouldn't mock someone who had just saved at least five lives. "Yeah, that's right. Thanks for helping out tonight."

Angel was flummoxed. "You're welcome."

Willow was surprised and while she had her own share of beef with the souled vampire she knew that tonight could have been a close call without his voice. "Oh!"

"What is it Wills?" Buffy was serving out the refills when the redhead had made her exclamation.

"I met another witch. Last night when the Gentlemen were at the campus. I'll talk with her and see if she'll help out."

"That's great Will," Xander looked around, "Hey where's Oz?"

"He's uh...he well um, he's going to…"

"Oz is probably going to be with his family for Thanksgiving right?" Buffy threw out with an encouraging nod.

"Well, uh, of course." And in that moment it was almost as though the dorm-mates could read each other's minds.

Buffy nodded and looked toward her room upstairs. 'We'll talk about this later?'

Willow gave a small smile and nodded slightly. 'Okay,' she glanced at the blonde vampire to Buffy's left, 'but you have to talk about Spike.'

Buffy's eyes got kinda big. 'Shut up.'

For the first time that evening Willow really smiled.

Angel, however, was still plenty lost.