Chapter 8
“Well come on then, the suspense is killing me!”
Spike shot Angel a ‘look’ and then he said,
“We wait until all these ‘robo-diers’ have stopped milling about, then we make a dash for that room – chances are all the robots that can seek and destroy us are off for a briefing” They all watched as squad after squad of soldiers formed and ran off in units further into the complex.
“Right…just keep your wits about you, come on – lets go!”
“So this is it, is it? – The great plan – we don’t even know who’s in that room”
Angel groused
“Well then Einstein – what do you bleedin’ well suggest, huh? We walk round in fucking circles until the squadrons of seek and destroy robots find us, hmm?”
“Not now you two, come on – oh it’s locked…Buffy?” Wesley chided Angel and Spike
Wesley stood away from the door and Buffy did her thing, the lock crunched and pinged and the door sprang open.
Quickly they all went inside
A woman dressed in civilian clothing stood and said,
“Who are you, what are-“
“DON’T touch that alarm Miss, if you know what’s good for you…now sit down, do as you’re told, and nobody will get hurt, okay?” Gunn said, his hand on her shoulder. He immediately could tell by her warmth and softness she was every bit human
The woman nodded and sat back down in her chair.
“Right, do you know the codes to de-commission the robo-diers?”
“Y-yes”
“Type them in them…chop-chop, and no funny business, else I’ll let Peaches eat you for dinner”
Angel gave Spike a filthy look, but said nothing.
The woman began to type quickly, and then she said
“I need an authorisation code to do this, or the order will be countermanded in 30 seconds, and a Superior Red Alert sounds, there will be total lock-down and a sleeping gas will be sprayed into the atmosphere” she looked up at Spike expectantly
“Maggie Walsh”
“Dr Walsh?”
“Yeah, her”
The woman typed and a warning notice came up on screen that said
‘WARNING’ Does not have authority for such commands”
“Try Quentin Travers” Wesley said helpfully, as they watched the counter in the corner of the screen countdown the thirty seconds………17, 16, 15, 14, 13, 12, 11, thankfully it stopped.
‘MISSION ABORTED’ Flashed in bright yellow capitals
Everybody breathed a sigh of relief. Buffy came over from watching the door
“What’s going – SAM?”
“Buffy? – What are YOU doing here?”
“Could ask you the same question! I’m here with Clan Aurelius…we were suspicious…”
Sam looked at Gunn and Wesley a little warily
“You know her?” Spike asked
“Yeah, this is Sam Finn, Riley’s wife”
“Um, actually…we’re separated” Sam said
“Oh…well tables have turned…I’m married now – to Spike”
“To Spike – but isn’t he…um oh, hold on”
There was an incessant beeping, and Sam answered the phone
“Sorry…everything’s just gone off line…well don’t shout at me, it’s not…okay, apology accepted………YES, I’ll keep trying…NO – I mean no, there’s no need for you to come down, there’s nothing you can do – besides which, I won’t be able to open the door if all the computers are down, will I? – Yes, I will” Sam replaced the receiver.
“Okay, I’ve put security off – I presume you want out of here?”
“That’s the general, yeah”
“Right then, follow me”
Spike looked at Buffy, Angel looked at Wesley and Gunn, and Giles looked at Sam
“We can trust you, you aren’t about to double cross us, are you?”
“No, I’m not – for the simple reason is, I want out too – they won’t let me leave, I’m the only one who knows all the codes and although I’m free to roam wherever I want here, I’m not allowed anywhere near transport, and there’s no way I could trek across the desert, so I’m stuck”
“Right then, we’ve got ourselves an extra passenger – come on, I suggest we scoot”
Sam nodded and stood up
“We’ll still have to be careful, there are still some active human units at the base, but if you all follow me, there shouldn’t be too much problem”
They quickly made their way out into the main complex and Sam walked them to a security box
“Don’t worry, it’s a robo-dier, all he needs is a password, which I choose every morning. Today’s word is….
They got to the booth, and Sam flashed her security pass and said,
“Stratocaster” The barrier went up and they were allowed through.
“How much further?” Buffy asked, catching Sam up
“About a ¼ of a mile – there is one more security post, there might be a problem, as he will be human”
“Don’t worry pet, we’ll take care of him” Spike said, and they quickly walked on.
They were walking along to what looked like a dead end, Sam moved forward and reached for the door, but it was locked
She frowned and said,
“Strange, this should be open”
“Here, let me” Buffy took the handle and did her ‘super-strength’ trick.
“Of course – it’s the transport room – what sort of vehicle did you come in?”
“A bus”
“Right…can you see your keys, by any chance?”
The whole wall seemed to be covered with sets of keys…
“Look for a brass dollar sign, it was the key-fob” Giles said, and they all started scanning the keys.
“Did any of you notice what parking bay you were in?”
“Actually yes, it was section 8 – we were the last in” Giles said
“Section 8………section 8, right then, if you were the last in, you should be near the bottom of-“
“BINGO!” Gunn snatched the keys off the hook and handed them to Giles, who smiled
“That’s them, alright!”
“Good, come on, only a couple of hundred yards to freedom!”
“You REALLY didn’t think it was going to be that easy did you?”
The smiles left everyone’s faces as they turned to leave, as in the doorway stood Quentin Travers, and Maggie Walsh. In his hand Travers had what looked like a remote control box
“Oh shit!”
“I’ll have those, hand them over” Travers held out his hand towards Giles and waggled his fingers for the keys
“YOU AGAIN? Just what does it take to get rid of scum like you” Spike asked
Travers chuckled
“Scum? I’M scum?”
“Glad you agree!” Spike said dryly, folding his arms and leaning back against the wall
“Keys, Rupert, I won’t ask you again”
Outside, Buffy could see a few units of ‘robo-diers’ massing
Angel looked at Buffy, as did Spike, she mouthed the words ‘down in three’
Giles was just about to hand over the bus keys, when Buffy shouted ‘Now!’
Both Angel and Spike ducked, and Buffy roundhoused a kick straight to the new Maggie-bot’s chest, this sent it crashing against Quentin Travers, who stumbled and fell, and much to their surprise, they found out it was the REAL Quentin Travers, and not another robot. Buffy immediately saw the dropped remote control and stomped down hard on it shattering into tiny fragments.
The she quickly grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and hauled him in front of her, telling Spike and Angel to get behind her.
The Maggie-bot couldn’t stand, and was paddling on the spot, firing her laser-eye into the ceiling
“Right, we’re leaving, so you better get your bloody tin-soldiers to stand down, coz if anybody here gets hurt, I’ll let you live just long enough to make you severely regret it, you got that?” Buffy spat out
Travers forced out some strangulated words, and Buffy released the pressure slightly on his neck
“WHAT?”
“They can’t hurt you…they’ve been de-programmed, I bought them here to frighten you”
“Can we just kill him now, babe?”
“Unfortunately not baby, much as I’d like…we don’t kill humans, do we?”
“No...not anymore – well I mean I don’t” Spike did voice the ‘more’s the pity’ he was thinking.
“Just answer me one question Travers, why? Why all this trouble?”
“MIND OUT!” Wesley pushed everyone out of the way as a chunk of ceiling that had given way from being fired on by the Maggie-bot’s laser fell down.
Coughing and choking in the plaster dust, they all went outside, except the Maggie-bot that had been crushed by the falling masonry.
“Command these to go back to where they came from…go on, NOW!”
Buffy forced Travers to face the robo-diers
“Alpha and Beta units, stand down, repeat, stand down”
Suddenly each robot’s head dropped and they noticed it went quiet
“Now mate, you were going to tell us why?”
“Well…to be truthful…we, that is the Watchers council in conjunction with the Initiative don’t think the Chosen Ones are enough anymore…” Travers said
“You ungrateful bastards!” Spike said
“Tell them the rest – go on, because if you don’t, I will” Sam said
Quentin Travers sighed
“Tell us what?” Buffy asked
Sam piped up,
“They knew you’d come, basically it was a trap to get you here too Buffy, they wanted to clone you, to get your super-strength – they’ve tried with the robots, but there’s too much circuitry to go wrong, they only have limited use and have to be programmed and re-programmed all the time – they wanted your DNA to make a race of super breeds. They’ve been doing all sorts of experiments, on demons, the ultra-violet light to dust the vampires was a new invention”
Buffy scowled at Travers and shook him
“Were leaving, NOW, and if I ever, EVER set eyes on you again, it’ll be too soon – now get us out”
Buffy held tightly onto his arm, and Travers did Buffy’s bidding, he didn’t have a choice.
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On the freeway back to Sunnydale Buffy chatted to Sam
“So, you said you were separated, I’m sorry to hear that, really”
Sam shrugged
“Riley, well he changed, he isn’t the guy I married – I thought, well hoped that when he’d finished his stint with the army, we could find ourselves a place to live, settle down, start a family…”
“But he didn’t want that?”
Sam shook her head
“He’d not been back from Belize a week, and he was crawling round the apartment like it was a cage, he kept on saying he needed orders, needed a purpose, so he hooked up with the Initiative again, I joined him, thinking he’d get bored – but he’s more engrossed than ever, that was 7 months ago, I left him 3 months ago”
“Right, the airport did you say, Sam?”
“Please…well, it’s been nice to catch up with you, sorry it was in such nasty circumstances”
They said their goodbyes and Giles headed the bus for home.
“Come with me” Spike said, and he gently pulled Buffy to the back seat
“What baby?”
“That bloody lot wanted a piece of you…you’re DNA, well they couldn’t and you know why?”
Buffy smiled and asked why
“Coz you’re 100% mine…c’mere!”
Buffy shrieked and giggled as Spike began to nibble on her neck
“Spike stop – not on the bus, everyone’ll hear us!”
“So – what do you think back seats are for, huh?”
“Not for getting frisky on!”
“Tis!”
“It’s- ooohh – n-not- will you stoppit! Ah, ah, ooooohhhhh”
“Really Spike, do you have to, there’s a time and a place for every-“
“Sod off Wes!”
“Sorry…sorry”
Angel sulked and put on his headphones.
Spike had managed to pull Buffy’s pants down just enough, and he’d freed himself from the confines of his jeans, and closing his eyes and shuddering with ecstasy, he’d sat her on his lap, entering her tight wet heat in one thrust. Buffy went very red, she wanted to cry out how good it felt, but they both had to keep quiet – it was sheer delightful torture! Buffy slowly bobbed up and down, ground her hips into his lap, and clenched her inner muscles until Spike was ready to go off like a cork…it was just then that Giles hit a patch of very bumpy road, sending the couple into a deep orgasm each, but it was almost agonising as they couldn’t cry out!
Buffy moved off him carefully and cleaned up with a wodge of tissues.
“You know what we must do, don’t you?” Buffy whispered to Spike
“It again?” he asked with a wide grin, and Buffy popped him one on the arm
“OW!”
“Serves you right, you randy sod!”
“Are you complaining?”
“Look, we must say thankyou to Angel, for the windows”
“What?”
“The windows, what Wesley sent us!”
“Don’t see why…all he did today was scream and hide behind people like a big girl!”
“Never the less, come on”
Spike’s only saving grace was the fact that sitting by Angel he would be able to smell that they’d just been intimate…
“Angel…Angel…ANGEL!” Buffy poked him in the shoulder
He pulled the earphones off and looked up at Buffy and smiled, until Spike stood right behind her and Angel caught a whiff of their intimacy…
“What?”
“We, that is Spike and I , well, we just wanted to say thankyou – for the windows, it was very generous of you as we know how expensive they were, and we appreciate it, don’t we Spike…Spike?”
“Wha- oh yeah…’preciate mate, yeah”
“Windows? – What windows?”
“The Solar-Gon that Wesley sent us, we know they were expensive, and to do the whole house for us must have cost a fortune – but like I say, we do appreciate it, Spike being able to walk around the house normally in day light”
Angel looked across to where Wesley was sitting and saw him nervously sink lower in his seat
“The WHOLE house did you say?” Angel asked
“Uh huh, every room – including that little garage window – it’s great! – Come on Spike let’s sit, we’re nearly home”
“Wesley…I want a word with you!”
The End
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