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Chapter 10

They stood behind a warehouse that was near the club. The club seemed to be in a converted warehouse, no wonder no one had heard much about it, buff thought to her self. Buffy had sent Xander out under the pretence of asking for directions to see how many guards there were.

Xander returned swiftly and shared his information.

“There’s only one guard, and I think he’s human.” He was so relieved that it was good news; Buffy was in a foul mood which seemed to have started when she finished outlining the hazy plan. She had then stomped up the stairs and returned head to foot in leather. He had no idea what was going on, he wracked his brain and he couldn’t remember doing anything to warrant it.

Xander had known Buffy for a while now, leather meant only ass kicking’s would come from it.

“Good.” Buffy answered tightly.

She risked a quick glance at Spike; he was looking the other way while he finished his cigarette.

Stupid vampire, she thought angrily. He’s going to leave me as well. What am I supposed to do? She let the anger wash through her, because she knew that if she let it go, she would buckle under the anguish her soul knew was to come when he left.

“I’m going in, follow in a few minutes.” She didn’t wait for an answer; she just darted around the corner of the building.

Buffy approached the man standing at the closed door. She plastered a big smile on her face.

“Hi, I’m here to start work. Lionel said to come today.” She hoped the name dropping would be enough. She kept the smile plastered in place as the guard blatantly checked her out.

“Why, aren’t you a pretty little thing?” The man drawled, licking his lips suggestively.

Buffy hoisted her bag back up on to her shoulders and suppressed the urge to shudder in revulsion.

“I guess that’s why Lionel hired me.” She beamed.

“What you got in the bag, missy?” the man asked lazily.

“Oh, just some outfits to dance in, you know, the usual sexy stuff.” Buffy mentally crossed her fingers that he wouldn’t make her open it. How in gods name she would explain all the weapons she didn’t know.

“Is it real sexy? Maybe you could give me a private show.” He had perked up a bit now; obviously the new thought had got his engine running.

“You betcha, just give me a chance to settle in, then you come find me.” Buffy beamed at him again, praying that he would just get on with it and open the door.

Answering her silent prayer, he reached in to his pocket and pulled out a key chain, he selected one of the keys and unlocked the door. He pulled the door open for Buffy and said.

“Now, I’ll hold you to that.” He stated.

Buffy took a small step so her foot was inside the door.

“You do that.” She answered before backhanding him with her fist. She felt something give in his face and he slumped to the floor.

Wedging her bag in the doorway she looked out to see the gang walking swiftly across the walkway.

Xander looked down at the guard.

“Buffy! You broke his face.” The sympathy shone on Xander’s face.

“He was leering at me.” Buffy snapped, before baring a command at Xander.

“Tie him up and gag him.”

“Why do I always….” Xander trailed off as he noticed Buffy glaring at him.

“Okay, okay I’m doing it!” Xander stated in defence.

“I can’t believe that they only had one human guard.” This was from Willow.

“Well it is the middle of the day and I guess that they’re still not that well known to need anymore.” Anya answered conversationally.

“Morons.” Buffy stated. At the blank looks she got from her friends she elaborated.

“Vampire’s are morons. They don’t think that anyone would attack the club.” She avoided looking at Spike.

“Buffy is there something you’d like to talk about? Because you have been a bitch since we left the house.” Anya asked bluntly. Xander and Willow blanched. Spike keeping with his plan had said nothing since this morning.

“Nope. I’m fine.” Buffy ground out.

Xander winced, almost feeling sorry for the vampires inside.

Xander pocketed the key chain he found in the guards pants and finished tying and gagging him.

“Ready?” without waiting for an answer Buffy crouched and unzipped her bag. She tossed crucifixes and stakes to Xander and Anya, holy water and a stake to Willow before looking to Spike in an unspoken question.

“Stake.” Spike answered and Buffy tossed him two, she armed herself with a wicked looking sword and tucked two stakes into either boot before standing up.

“Let’s move.” Buffy headed into the club with the gang following.





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