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Chapter twenty: Two to go (I)
( I took a tad from ‘Surprise’ but it’s totally different..)

”Well, I still don’t know what’s happening, but if you’re done for now and if you agree, of course, I volunteer myself to show the school to Kendra... and maybe the whole town, too, later...” Xander suggested and Giles nodded, telling the Slayer not to drop her guard.
Short after that, Xander and the girl left the library.
“So you are a Slayer, too, now you must tell me the whole story about...” Xander began but Cordelia interrupted him, coming around with the bunch of noisy gooses she liked to call friends.
“Hey, girls, look who is here, the king of the losers!” the girl made fun of him, but she was astonished, because not only he didn’t struck back, but he simply ignored her, leaving with Kendra.
“Hey, that’s not fair. He was supposed to insult me back!” the pretty brunette thought out loud, but Harmony overheard everything.
“Hey, Cordy, don’t tell me you’re jealous, because it really seems so...” Harmony commented, looking at her puzzled.
“Eeeww, Harm, how can you make such an idiotic question? Of course I’m not jealous!” Cordelia confirmed.

she thought, blinded by rage.

******************************* ( In the meantime)


As Angel talked with Giles about the Order of Taraka, Willow and Buffy had left the library to talk in the corridor.
“Who sent them after you? Because we both know it’s not Spike!” she asked her.
“Well, it was Dru, because she was sick of all Spike’s failures to kill me...” she explained. “...But they argued because of that, and Spike stopped the Order, now the only problem is that there are still two killers to eliminate...” she continued.
“Right. I should have know better...” Willow answered as thoughtful as ever, but Buffy noticed that.
“Wassup, Will? You didn’t tell me everything, right? There’s something that’s upsetting you, what is it? Maybe the... eeeww... the worm guy? After all, Giles said that...”
“No, it’s not that!” Willow cut her off, deciding that it was time to say the truth. “It’s about Angel. I’m worried for him. I’ve got the feeling that something bad is going to happen...”
“Why?”
“You don’t know, Buffy, but I’m undergoing some changes. Miss Calendar is not only a very good teacher, she also knows a lot about magic and she said that I’ve got some potential, so she gave me some books to learn a little and I did. Well, nothing special... I can make little objects levitate, change colors to the covers of my books... and stuff like that...” she confessed to her friend.
“Eh, eh, from nerd to witch!” Buffy smiled, a little bit astonished, but not disappointed at all. “Anyway, what does that have to do with Angel?”
“I was just giving you a bit of background, you know; and I’ve also begun having premonitory dreams. Actually, I dream things that after a while happen for real, and it’s been two nights that I’ve been having the same dream... rather a nightmare. I am in an empty room as I look for Angel, and when I finally find him, Drusilla appears from nowhere and stakes him in front of my eyes! It’s terrible, and it’s getting more and more realistic each time!” Willow got alarmed.
“So, you are worried for Angel, aren’t you?” Buffy figured out.
“Yes, and I don’t know what to do. Anyway, now we have other trouble and since that horrible thing thinks I am you, I’d better go back to Angel and hope that it will show up right here, because we already have an idea that could eliminate it...”
“Ok, Will, and don’t worry about Angel, I’ll help him. Now I have to go out and look for the fake policewoman; after all if she was here, maybe she could still be in the vicinities...” Buffy explained, and the two friends went on their respective ways.

Buffy left the school, but Giles had already explained everything to Miss Calendar, so she wouldn’t get in any trouble due to her absence.
The Slayer walked around, being on the alert, until she caught a glimpse of a certain bleached blonde head she knew even too well from afar.
“Spike! But... it’s still afternoon... isn’t it dangerous for you?” Buffy wondered, running into him.
“Not in such a cloudy day!” the vampire struck back, pointing at the grey sky above them.
“So, what happened when you came back to your minions... and to her?” she asked, lingering on the last word.
“You know, she was sleeping as always, so that shows you how bloody much she cares about me lately. You know, since she found out that her daddy is here... she pushed me into the background. Well it’s not like she is my first thought anymore... it seems that I have lost my mind for another girl for a while, you know?” he smiled at her, caressing her face with a finger.
“And you know that this girl will never ever push you into the background!” she whispered, before kissing him tenderly.

“So, is * this * the way you patrol?” Kendra exclaimed, appearing behind them.
The two blondes started and parted immediately, but they calmed down when they saw she was alone. Instinctively, Spike shifted into his game face, growling angrily at Kendra.

“Yes, honey, she is very happy to see you, too!” Buffy commented sarcastically, calming him down, and then she turned to the other Slayer. “Where’s Xander?” she asked, imagining that he could show up at any moment.
“He just showed me the school, but then I told him that I had to go patrolling around here, so he went back to his classroom...” Kendra explained, and then she looked at Spike in a threatening way, drawing out an odd stake, very different from the others. “Mr. Pointy would like so much to make you taste his wood, so you’d better go away before it’s too late!” she summoned him.
“What? And lose the chance to add a third Slayer to my list?” he struck back, ready to attack her. “Anyway, you * name your stakes*? And to think I was sure it was Dru the crazy one!” he made fun of her, looking at her as dumbfounded as Buffy was looking at her, too.
“Did you just dared to call me crazy?” she snapped.
“You and you, please, do me a favor...” Buffy snapped, but then she abruptly pushed them both to the ground with her. “Stay down!” she ordered, as a bullet crossed the space where a few seconds before they all stood in.

(end I)





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