The Return, Chapter Two ~ The
From: "Little Slayer" <email@example.com>
Uh, hi! Sorry its taken so long for my next part
to get sent out. It
took me forever to get over my mild case of writers block that I had.
But, here it is. Chapter twos a bit short, but its good. Everything
changes in this chapter and the truth gets told! Only to uh, just read
and youll find out.
Author: Little Slayer
Title: The Return
Distribution: Anyone can have it. Just ask.
Rating: PG. Just a little swearing.
Authors Note: Sequel to The End.
Feedback: If you dont send feedback, Ill sick Faith on you like a dog
on a bone. Or in her case a dog on a okay, Im not going to finish
that, but you all get the point. Actually, no, I can't sick her on you
because of one really important reason
Disclaimer: I dont own him! Uh, her. Or Buffy, Angel, Giles, Willow,
Joyce, and everyone else. Theyre all in here. I dont own Angels
nickname of Peaches. The only thing I own is Mya. Shes mine. I
created her. And so I can easily destroy the skanky little uh, oops.
All the Buffyverse people belong to Joss Whedon and anyone else who
legally owns them. Anybody who has been either A) mentioned on BtVS, or
B) seen on BtVS, I dont own. I do own a few people but am too tired to
Chapter Two, The Retrieval
nervously into the school. The sun was setting and he had
run into the Slayerettes on his way down the street. They had told him
that Giles said not to disturb him tonight, he had research to do or
something. Angel moved down the hall and stopped at the library doors.
Quietly, he pushed them open and walked into the library.
Ah, youre here, Giles said then turned around. Angel? What are
you doing here? he asked startled. Quickly, he pushed something behind
a stack of books and Angel frowned.
I needed to talk to you, Angel said. About my dreams that Ive been
having about Buffy. He stopped talking, his voice catching on the
dead Slayers name.
Can they wait until tomorrow? Giles asked hurriedly and glanced out
the window at the darkened sky. Im expecting someone very important.
But Angel started.
And, I have something to tell you about Mya. Something that Im not
at liberty to explain right now, Giles said quietly. Angel opened his
mouth to speak. And its about Buffy. Angel paled and stood frozen
to his spot.
Is Mya responsible for Buffys death? Angel asked slowly. Giles
didnt respond. Instead, he drew in a deep breath and sighed.
Im not at liberty to discuss it, he repeated.
Giles! Angel said. Tell me! What happened? What really happened
to Buffy? Please, I need to know.
Mya she Buffys not dead. Not like we were told, Giles said.
Then where the hell is she? Angel asked.
Thats exactly what Im talking about. Hell.
No, Angel said. Giles nodded.
Do not tell anyone what we spoke of, Giles said. Im expecting some
people who will help bring Mya what she deserves. All will reveal
itself in due time. Angel blinked then, with his head lowered, he
started for the door.
I cant believe it, Angel murmured.
I have proof, and soon, I will have Buffy, Giles said. Come back
tomorrow, Angel, perhaps we can discuss this more then. But now, I need
you to leave me in peace. Angel nodded, and still in shock, left the
library. He had intended finding out what his dreams meant, but this,
this was too much! Buffy was alive and the one person he allowed
himself grow close to was the one responsible for her death. He got to
the door then stopped. No, he wouldnt leave. Hed stick around and
see exactly who was so important that Giles couldnt tell his closest
friends about. Slowly, Angel found an unlocked room and hid away in the
dark. After about an hour, he heard voices go past the room and down
the hall towards the library. Quietly, he crept out of the room and
Giles paced throughout the library. It was almost an
hour after sunset
and the others were getting suspicious as to why they couldnt be in the
library. He had told them there wasnt anything to be worried about,
but they saw right through him. Maybe if he had just left and kept the
Watcher? a hesitant female voice asked.
Sorry, Giles isnt home right now. Please leave your name, number,
and brief message after the tone and hell get back to you as soon as he
can, Spike muttered.
What? Oh, uh, hello, Giles said as he turned, startled, and faced
Spike, Drusilla, and Whistler. How long have you three been here?
Not very, Whistler said casually. We needed to pick up something
that Spike here destroyed.
It was an accident! Spike exclaimed. I couldnt help the fact you
put it in a tube that resembled my hair dye!
Calm down, Spike, Drusilla murmured. We know it was an accident.
It wasnt your fault. Giles suppressed a grin and looked at the
Well, we have all of the supplies. Lets get started, shall we?
Spike and Dru nodded and both Giles and Whistler got out a bag of sand.
It was dark green mixed in with some shimmering white bits. They drew a
circle around the area where Buffy had been shoved into hell and
Drusilla lit some candles. Spike silently took a bottle of a strange
oil and poured it into two wooden bowls.
Spike, when I say, you need to light those, okay? Whistler asked.
Spike got out his lighter and nodded.
Were almost ready, Giles said.
Crenshaw asked. Buffy strengthened up and nodded.
handed her a long black velvet robe and she slipped it on over her
clothes. Next to her, Angelus paced in the confined area that they had
to be in and also put on a robe. Buffy rubbed the velvet against her
cheek then pulled up the hood.
I cant believe it, he muttered. I have to act like the Slayers
damned lap dog! Buffy sighed and then looked at him through narrowed
Dont even start, she hissed. I dont like this any more than you
Ha! Angelus said. Youre going to love this! Not only do you get
to order me around, but youre going to have two Angels around to do
If youre thinking what I think you are Buffy threatened.
Face it Slayer. The thought of both Angel and I in bed with you makes
you all hot and bothered, Angelus said. Its a good thing that Angel
gave you a bit more experience though, because I dont want to repeat
that night of your seventeenth birthday.
Im sick of fighting with you, Buffy said slowly. Take it back, or
I swear on my mothers grave you will never live long enough to leave
Oh thats right, one of my creations killed that annoying little
twit, Angelus said cruelly. Around them, two bowls of oil were lighted
and two demons in robes started to chant.
And Im going to hunt him down and make him wish Id kill him, Buffy
growled. And Im going to practice on you. Angelus laughed and Buffy
pulled out a stake.
Oh come on Slayer, you couldnt kill me before, what makes you think
you can now? he asked, mockingly.
Well, if you think Im not going to be able to kill you, lets do
this. Stay in the weird green sand, and well fight, Buffy said.
We arent even out of hell and already youre ordering me around!
Angelus growled. His face morphed into its vampiric visage and Buffy
kicked at him. Bright blue light surrounded them and Angelus looked at
it, mesmerized. Buffy took the advantage and raised the stake to plunge
it into his chest. White light burst through the circle and Buffy,
blinded, jammed her stake down into the vampires chest. He howled in
pain and then the light died. Buffy looked around and was semi-startled
to stare into the face of Giles.
Hi Giles, she said perkily then glanced down at the vampire who she
had jammed her stake into. He was lying on the ground, the stake deep
in his stomach. She bent down to check if he was conscious and then
stood up. Damn, I missed, she muttered, her hood still covering her
Angel crept to the library doors and he peered into one of the circular
windows. His eyes widened as a small black figure crouched over a
larger one, then straightened up.
Damn, I missed, it muttered. The larger black figure from the floor
stood and pulled a sharp wooden stake from his stomach. Some light fell
onto his face and Angel stood in the doorway, reflecting the black-clad
figure holding the bloody stake. *My god,* Angel thought. *Angelus.*
The short feminine figure walked into the lighted part of the library,
but Angel didnt even look at it until his demon counterpart talked to
Dammit Slayer, whyd you have to go and go that? Angelus hissed.
Whyd you have to go after my friends after my seventeenth birthday?
No matter what I do, you always come back to that, Angelus grumbled.
Angel slowly looked at the blonde Slayer who hopped up onto the counter
and did a double take. Giles said hed get Buffy soon, but *Buffy.*
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