Fic: Willow's Savior 3 (Willow/Spike) HET
Title: Willow's Savior
Category: TV Shows » Buffy: The Vampire Slayer
Author: Slrmn82
Language: English, Rating: Rated: T
Genre: Romance/Adventure
Published: 02-12-03, Updated: 06-23-03
Part 3
The next night after my Psychology class got out I made my way to the Magic Box. Spike was already there waiting for me to arrive. As I walked through the door I overheard Buffy giving him the now infamous "Shovel Talk" except substituting a shovel for a stake. It was really quite amusing. Surprisingly Spike let Buffy threaten him and only winked at her after she was done. Overall he took the lecture good-naturedly. After he finally saw that I was there we both entered the training room located in the back of the store, and closed the door behind us.
We started on basic defense strategy where I needed the most help. By the end of the two hours I had various bumps and bruises, but I also knew some useful body shots that would work on ant run of the mill attacker. What Spike taught me should give me enough of a window, so that I can run away while my attacker was on the ground.
Although it did take me much of the full two hours just to get the 'shoulder-block and throw' up to Spike's exacting standards. I kept overbalancing which caused Spike full weight to fall on my back repeatedly. Not fun let me tell you. Needless to say, by the time the workout was finished my back was killing me. We spent most of the night hanging around in the store with everyone else while I iced my back.
When we went on patrol we all stayed together for once. Overall it was fun, almost like high school when we went on patrols together more often. The awkward silences were thankfully filled by Xander and Spike sniping at each other. The only problem came when an ugly green, horned demon, that was three sizes the height of Buffy, attacked us unexpectedly.
He, at least I assume it was a he, came out of the trees and headed straight for our group. Buffy and Spike moved to intercept it, while Xander, Anya, Giles and myself stayed back, waiting for an opening in which to attack. As it turned out Spike and Buffy had things well in hand so we just stayed back and watched the show.
After a minute or so it became obvious that the demon was over-matched by the slayer and vampire, so they both relaxed and made a competition on who could kill the thing first. Combining their fighting skills with witty repartee and they put on quite an exhibition.
Twofold it also served to remind me why Spike was such a powerful enemy in the past. He did manage to survive four separate confrontations with the Slayer, not much worse for wear. Not many others can truthfully say that. The fight in itself was an amazing thing to behold and made me tingle all the way to my toes. The rest of patrol was uneventful and we all retired for the night back to our respective homes. On the walk home Buffy grilled me for all the details of my lesson and by the time we entered our dorm room I was sore and exhausted.
Looking back, it was that night in particular when I considered Spike as more than an ally or even a potential friend. It took me quite a while to recognize that however, and even longer to act on the feeling. I did know however that I couldn't wait for my next lesson.
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Over the next month and a half the time I spent in Spike's company became the highlight of my day. For the most part, we continued with my self-defense training but occasionally we would take a much needed break and go out instead. Sometimes we would go to a movie while other times he'd take me out to a club. Once we even traveled to Los Angeles for dinner since I got reservations at one particularly nice restaurant. Spike began to hang out more with the Scoobies, other than just on patrol, and the others seemed to be gradually warming up to him. Overall everything was perfect, or at least as perfect as it gets on the Hellmouth. It couldn't last for ever as we all found out a few nights later while on patrol.
It was only Buffy, Xander, Spike and I because Anya and Giles needed to finish taking inventory at the store. As we were walking down Kingston Street on our way back from Grovewood Cemetery we came upon a demon grabbing an unconscious blond woman. Before any of us could take more than a step in it's general direction, the demon started getting fuzzy around the edges, then it just vanished taking the woman in it's arms with it.
"I thought I'd seen everything that the Hellmouth could throw at us, but that was just nuts." Xander exclaimed after picking his jaw up off the ground. "Tell me I'm dreaming. It's all that chocolate I had earlier. Demons can not disappear into thin air, it's just not right!"
"If there are more demons who can do that we won't stand a chance against them." I stuttered still in shock. As usual Buffy took charge of the situation and herded us all back to the Magic Box so that we could describe the demon to Giles, in hopes that he would have some answers.
As we entered the shop Anya and Giles looked up from the shipping log they were immersed in. Taking one look at our concerned faces they put it away behind the counter and met us halfway across the room.
"Are you all right?" Giles asked. "You all look pale."
"We're fine, Giles. But this wonky demon just kidnapped some woman right in front of us and then disappeared into thin air before we could stop it.
"Start at the beginning. What did this demon look like?"
"It was a purple/maroon color." I volunteered.
"Yeah, and it had glowing yellow eyes. Definitely disturbing." Xander added on.
"Kind of scaly too, almost like a lizard."
"And it had a weird mouth. It was just an opening with a flap of skin hanging over it, almost like an overbite. Gave me the wiggens." Buffy shuddered. Unbeknownst to the rest of us, while we were giving our somewhat colorful description to Giles, Spike was drawing a rough sketch of it.
"It looked something like this, mate." Spike spoke up handing the drawing to Giles across the table. "Not perfect mind you, but this is all I can remember."
"Hmm… purple you said?" Giles mumbled looking over the crude sketch, while absent-mindedly tapping his pen on the table. "Well, it is definitely a Grinska class demon, but which one I do not know. I have some old tomes on Grinska demons upstairs. While I am getting them down why don't Willow and Xander try to find any missing persons reports in the police records."
Xander and I spent the next few hours going over local articles and police reports, while the others searched through various sources referencing the various types of Grinska demons. Once we gathered again to share our combined information it was close to one o'clock in the morning and we were all grumpy.
"Willow, Xander, why don't you start us off."
"Well there have been five women kidnapped in the last two weeks. Two of them were accompanied by their boyfriends when they were snatched. When the distraught men reported what had happened the police held them for questioning, before releasing them due to lack of evidence." I explained while passing around copies of the transcript of the two questionings.
"The victims are each between the ages of eighteen and twenty-five and have blond hair. All were taken late at night while on their way home." Xander expatiated further. "None of their bodies have been found, which we believe to be positive because if he had just wanted the girls dead, he could have killed it at the scene."
"Any particular hunting ground?" Buffy asked.
"No. Three were within a ten block radius of each other, but the last two were across town at the time of their abduction." I answered, grimacing at the lack of useful information. "So what did you find out about the Grinska Demon?"
"Quite a bit actually. Although none of it is encouraging I'm afraid." Giles continued to explain. "It seems that the ability to 'telephase' is unique to the Codra. It is a Level 4 class Grinska Demon. The Codra are imperious to all metal weapons except ancient Capelium, which is an alloy made thousands of years ago. Since demons of this type were thought to have become extinct millennia ago, the art of forging Capelium has fallen into obscurity, although I did find the specifications for making both the metals and crafting the weapon. This medieval fighting blade is the only known way to kill a Codra Demon. It is imperious to all other weapons and can phase through solid matter as well as teleport short distances. Using the blade to cut off the head is the only proven way to kill it."
"So give us a list of the ingredients and we'll begin to hunt down the elements and blacksmith equipment we'll need." Buffy said. "We don't have much time to waste. Who knows if these girls are still alive and for how long they will stay that way."
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Three days later Glies, Buffy and I were going over the shipping receipts and packages compiled in the back room. Giles and Anya were able to use their various contacts to obtain the various items needed. I suppose that is one of the perks of owning an occult shop, no object is too strange. As Giles was opening the boxes and calling out their name, Buffy and I would find the name and check it off from our lists. After that was done we separated the ingredients into three piles, one for each stage of the process. Just as we were about to try to put together the mold and furnace Xander rushed through the door.
"That thing took Anya!" Screamed Xander nearly hysterical with worry. "We need to make that weapon and kill this demon before he hurts her."
"Xander try to calm down some. Getting hysterical won't help us rescue Anya." Giles tried to comfort him, while keeping Xander from having a breakdown. "Now, tell us what happened."
"We were on our way here from my apartment walking down Crescent Street, and all of a sudden that thing came out of nowhere. Before I could do more than attempt to charge at the damn thing it had knocked me clear off my feet. By the time I managed to get groggily to my feet a green mist had surrounded Ahn and she was laying unconscious on the sidewalk. He picked her up in his arms before I could do anything and then he just disappeared." Xander explained while continuing to pace agitatedly across the shop. "We need to find the damn thing now!"
"Xan, calm down." Buffy soothed, taking Xander in her arms. Soon after Giles and I joined the group hug, it was only then that Xander broke down and started shaking. Spike chose that moment to come in.
"Didn't know I'd be interrupting an orgy." Spike commented from the doorway, causing us to all jump apart and surreptitiously wipe our damp eyes. "Bloody hell, who died?"
"Anya's been kidnapped by the Codra Demon." Giles explained still looking worriedly at Xander.
"'M sorry, Whelp. You'll get your bird back, though. After all that is what you white hats do init?" Spike said in a comforting tone of voice, for once with no hint of sarcasm. "Let's put this bloody sword together, and find us a Codra demon, mate."
"Good thinking." Giles acknowledged, trying to get everyone's attention back to the immediate task at hand, which was making the Capelium and molding it into a sword. "We can't do anything without finding a way to locate this demon, nor having the means to kill it."
"Fine, let's just get started." Xander said taking the ancient text off the table and directing everyone step by step in making the Capelium. Three hours of constant, near-silent work later and the metal had been poured into the mold. All that was left was for it to cool and harden, which could take anywhere between 16-18 hours.
"That's all we can accomplish tonight. How about we meet back here tomorrow afternoon to choose the bait and plan the specifics of the rescue?" Giles suggested.
"Sure thing, Giles." Xander reluctantly agreed, although still looking slightly disgruntled at the wait.
"Don't worry, Xan. After everything we've been through we've come through okay. The same goes for Anya." I said giving my oldest friend a hug. "I'm sure she'll be fine once we reach her. Probably threatening the poor demon and telling it tales of the devastation she was responsible for as a vengeance demon."
"I know you're probably right, Wills. I'm just so worried about her."
"We know you are, but everything will work out, you'll see. And until we get her back you're staying with us, Xan." Buffy insisted, leading an unresisting Xander out of the door, closely followed by Spike and I.
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After a long sleepless night for all of us, we reconvened at the Magic Box the next afternoon to discuss the situation and come up with some semblance of a plan. Xander was still on edge, yet surprisingly quiet, especially for him. Although I shouldn't be too surprised considering what he told Buffy and I last night. He kept fingering his right pocket, touching the engagement ring he showed Buffy and I, but never got the chance to give to Anya. That just made Buffy and I more determined then ever to find Anya and return her unharmed to Xander. Perhaps that is why Buffy suggested such a reckless idea in hope of finding her in time.
"Absolutely not Buffy." Giles reprimanded sternly, almost wagging his finger at her in disapproval. "We don't know what that mist is he uses to spray his victims, or how it would effect a slayer, even assuming it would attack you."
"Hey, I'm blonde and in the right age bracket." Buffy reminded us.
"As much as I hate to agree with the G-man about recklessness, he is right. It's too dangerous, Buff." Xander said while squeezing Buffy's shoulder reassuringly. "We'll just have to find another way."
"Too bad we don't have one of those itty bitty tracking devices, like Batman." Buffy commented randomly. "Hey why does batman get all the cool gadgets? Being a superhero really bites, we don't even have 'Q.'"
"I know I speak for everyone when I say huh?" I said, for once not able to follow the Buffy-babble.
"When the demon attacks and knocks me unconscious with that wonky mist, if I'm wearing a tracking device, you guys could track my location. Then you and Spike would come and we'd all rescue the girls and Anya. No big. We'd all be home for Saturday Night Live."
"That made a surprisingly amount of sense. Well done, Buffy" Giles praised.
"Do I get a biscuit?" Buffy asked playfully bumping her watchers shoulder watching him give her a shy watcher-smile.
"Perhaps later. However, the fact still remains that we don't have a tracking device so, unfortunately that plan wouldn't work." Giles said regretfully.
"That's not exactly true, G-Man." Xander volunteered somewhat sheepishly.
"What do you mean?" I asked Xander curiously.
"Well, remember when Cordy and I broke into that federal installation a few years back to steal the rocket launcher?" Xander asked waiting for all of us to nod our heads in the affirmative before he continued. "Let's just say I didn't think Uncle Sam would mind if a few other artillery weapons went missing. For the good of the world of course. After all you never know when you'll need an M-16 and ammo."
"Xander!" I scolded half-heartedly not able to keep a huge grin off my face. Looking around I saw the others were having a similar problem.
"I assume that from the fact you are telling us this at all, that you [ahem] borrowed a tracking device from the U.S. Government as well." Giles asked, smiling a very Ripper-ish smile in Xander's direction.
"Right you are, I'll just go and get it, shall I?" Xander said, as he made his way out of the Magic Box accompanied by a still chuckling Buffy.
"Perhaps you should fill Spike in on the latest turn of events, while I take the sword out of the kiln." Giles suggested.
"Sure. We'll be back here in an hour once it gets dark." I answered making my way out of the store towards Spike's crypt.
Category: TV Shows » Buffy: The Vampire Slayer
Author: Slrmn82
Language: English, Rating: Rated: T
Genre: Romance/Adventure
Published: 02-12-03, Updated: 06-23-03
Part 3
The next night after my Psychology class got out I made my way to the Magic Box. Spike was already there waiting for me to arrive. As I walked through the door I overheard Buffy giving him the now infamous "Shovel Talk" except substituting a shovel for a stake. It was really quite amusing. Surprisingly Spike let Buffy threaten him and only winked at her after she was done. Overall he took the lecture good-naturedly. After he finally saw that I was there we both entered the training room located in the back of the store, and closed the door behind us.
We started on basic defense strategy where I needed the most help. By the end of the two hours I had various bumps and bruises, but I also knew some useful body shots that would work on ant run of the mill attacker. What Spike taught me should give me enough of a window, so that I can run away while my attacker was on the ground.
Although it did take me much of the full two hours just to get the 'shoulder-block and throw' up to Spike's exacting standards. I kept overbalancing which caused Spike full weight to fall on my back repeatedly. Not fun let me tell you. Needless to say, by the time the workout was finished my back was killing me. We spent most of the night hanging around in the store with everyone else while I iced my back.
When we went on patrol we all stayed together for once. Overall it was fun, almost like high school when we went on patrols together more often. The awkward silences were thankfully filled by Xander and Spike sniping at each other. The only problem came when an ugly green, horned demon, that was three sizes the height of Buffy, attacked us unexpectedly.
He, at least I assume it was a he, came out of the trees and headed straight for our group. Buffy and Spike moved to intercept it, while Xander, Anya, Giles and myself stayed back, waiting for an opening in which to attack. As it turned out Spike and Buffy had things well in hand so we just stayed back and watched the show.
After a minute or so it became obvious that the demon was over-matched by the slayer and vampire, so they both relaxed and made a competition on who could kill the thing first. Combining their fighting skills with witty repartee and they put on quite an exhibition.
Twofold it also served to remind me why Spike was such a powerful enemy in the past. He did manage to survive four separate confrontations with the Slayer, not much worse for wear. Not many others can truthfully say that. The fight in itself was an amazing thing to behold and made me tingle all the way to my toes. The rest of patrol was uneventful and we all retired for the night back to our respective homes. On the walk home Buffy grilled me for all the details of my lesson and by the time we entered our dorm room I was sore and exhausted.
Looking back, it was that night in particular when I considered Spike as more than an ally or even a potential friend. It took me quite a while to recognize that however, and even longer to act on the feeling. I did know however that I couldn't wait for my next lesson.
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Over the next month and a half the time I spent in Spike's company became the highlight of my day. For the most part, we continued with my self-defense training but occasionally we would take a much needed break and go out instead. Sometimes we would go to a movie while other times he'd take me out to a club. Once we even traveled to Los Angeles for dinner since I got reservations at one particularly nice restaurant. Spike began to hang out more with the Scoobies, other than just on patrol, and the others seemed to be gradually warming up to him. Overall everything was perfect, or at least as perfect as it gets on the Hellmouth. It couldn't last for ever as we all found out a few nights later while on patrol.
It was only Buffy, Xander, Spike and I because Anya and Giles needed to finish taking inventory at the store. As we were walking down Kingston Street on our way back from Grovewood Cemetery we came upon a demon grabbing an unconscious blond woman. Before any of us could take more than a step in it's general direction, the demon started getting fuzzy around the edges, then it just vanished taking the woman in it's arms with it.
"I thought I'd seen everything that the Hellmouth could throw at us, but that was just nuts." Xander exclaimed after picking his jaw up off the ground. "Tell me I'm dreaming. It's all that chocolate I had earlier. Demons can not disappear into thin air, it's just not right!"
"If there are more demons who can do that we won't stand a chance against them." I stuttered still in shock. As usual Buffy took charge of the situation and herded us all back to the Magic Box so that we could describe the demon to Giles, in hopes that he would have some answers.
As we entered the shop Anya and Giles looked up from the shipping log they were immersed in. Taking one look at our concerned faces they put it away behind the counter and met us halfway across the room.
"Are you all right?" Giles asked. "You all look pale."
"We're fine, Giles. But this wonky demon just kidnapped some woman right in front of us and then disappeared into thin air before we could stop it.
"Start at the beginning. What did this demon look like?"
"It was a purple/maroon color." I volunteered.
"Yeah, and it had glowing yellow eyes. Definitely disturbing." Xander added on.
"Kind of scaly too, almost like a lizard."
"And it had a weird mouth. It was just an opening with a flap of skin hanging over it, almost like an overbite. Gave me the wiggens." Buffy shuddered. Unbeknownst to the rest of us, while we were giving our somewhat colorful description to Giles, Spike was drawing a rough sketch of it.
"It looked something like this, mate." Spike spoke up handing the drawing to Giles across the table. "Not perfect mind you, but this is all I can remember."
"Hmm… purple you said?" Giles mumbled looking over the crude sketch, while absent-mindedly tapping his pen on the table. "Well, it is definitely a Grinska class demon, but which one I do not know. I have some old tomes on Grinska demons upstairs. While I am getting them down why don't Willow and Xander try to find any missing persons reports in the police records."
Xander and I spent the next few hours going over local articles and police reports, while the others searched through various sources referencing the various types of Grinska demons. Once we gathered again to share our combined information it was close to one o'clock in the morning and we were all grumpy.
"Willow, Xander, why don't you start us off."
"Well there have been five women kidnapped in the last two weeks. Two of them were accompanied by their boyfriends when they were snatched. When the distraught men reported what had happened the police held them for questioning, before releasing them due to lack of evidence." I explained while passing around copies of the transcript of the two questionings.
"The victims are each between the ages of eighteen and twenty-five and have blond hair. All were taken late at night while on their way home." Xander expatiated further. "None of their bodies have been found, which we believe to be positive because if he had just wanted the girls dead, he could have killed it at the scene."
"Any particular hunting ground?" Buffy asked.
"No. Three were within a ten block radius of each other, but the last two were across town at the time of their abduction." I answered, grimacing at the lack of useful information. "So what did you find out about the Grinska Demon?"
"Quite a bit actually. Although none of it is encouraging I'm afraid." Giles continued to explain. "It seems that the ability to 'telephase' is unique to the Codra. It is a Level 4 class Grinska Demon. The Codra are imperious to all metal weapons except ancient Capelium, which is an alloy made thousands of years ago. Since demons of this type were thought to have become extinct millennia ago, the art of forging Capelium has fallen into obscurity, although I did find the specifications for making both the metals and crafting the weapon. This medieval fighting blade is the only known way to kill a Codra Demon. It is imperious to all other weapons and can phase through solid matter as well as teleport short distances. Using the blade to cut off the head is the only proven way to kill it."
"So give us a list of the ingredients and we'll begin to hunt down the elements and blacksmith equipment we'll need." Buffy said. "We don't have much time to waste. Who knows if these girls are still alive and for how long they will stay that way."
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Three days later Glies, Buffy and I were going over the shipping receipts and packages compiled in the back room. Giles and Anya were able to use their various contacts to obtain the various items needed. I suppose that is one of the perks of owning an occult shop, no object is too strange. As Giles was opening the boxes and calling out their name, Buffy and I would find the name and check it off from our lists. After that was done we separated the ingredients into three piles, one for each stage of the process. Just as we were about to try to put together the mold and furnace Xander rushed through the door.
"That thing took Anya!" Screamed Xander nearly hysterical with worry. "We need to make that weapon and kill this demon before he hurts her."
"Xander try to calm down some. Getting hysterical won't help us rescue Anya." Giles tried to comfort him, while keeping Xander from having a breakdown. "Now, tell us what happened."
"We were on our way here from my apartment walking down Crescent Street, and all of a sudden that thing came out of nowhere. Before I could do more than attempt to charge at the damn thing it had knocked me clear off my feet. By the time I managed to get groggily to my feet a green mist had surrounded Ahn and she was laying unconscious on the sidewalk. He picked her up in his arms before I could do anything and then he just disappeared." Xander explained while continuing to pace agitatedly across the shop. "We need to find the damn thing now!"
"Xan, calm down." Buffy soothed, taking Xander in her arms. Soon after Giles and I joined the group hug, it was only then that Xander broke down and started shaking. Spike chose that moment to come in.
"Didn't know I'd be interrupting an orgy." Spike commented from the doorway, causing us to all jump apart and surreptitiously wipe our damp eyes. "Bloody hell, who died?"
"Anya's been kidnapped by the Codra Demon." Giles explained still looking worriedly at Xander.
"'M sorry, Whelp. You'll get your bird back, though. After all that is what you white hats do init?" Spike said in a comforting tone of voice, for once with no hint of sarcasm. "Let's put this bloody sword together, and find us a Codra demon, mate."
"Good thinking." Giles acknowledged, trying to get everyone's attention back to the immediate task at hand, which was making the Capelium and molding it into a sword. "We can't do anything without finding a way to locate this demon, nor having the means to kill it."
"Fine, let's just get started." Xander said taking the ancient text off the table and directing everyone step by step in making the Capelium. Three hours of constant, near-silent work later and the metal had been poured into the mold. All that was left was for it to cool and harden, which could take anywhere between 16-18 hours.
"That's all we can accomplish tonight. How about we meet back here tomorrow afternoon to choose the bait and plan the specifics of the rescue?" Giles suggested.
"Sure thing, Giles." Xander reluctantly agreed, although still looking slightly disgruntled at the wait.
"Don't worry, Xan. After everything we've been through we've come through okay. The same goes for Anya." I said giving my oldest friend a hug. "I'm sure she'll be fine once we reach her. Probably threatening the poor demon and telling it tales of the devastation she was responsible for as a vengeance demon."
"I know you're probably right, Wills. I'm just so worried about her."
"We know you are, but everything will work out, you'll see. And until we get her back you're staying with us, Xan." Buffy insisted, leading an unresisting Xander out of the door, closely followed by Spike and I.
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After a long sleepless night for all of us, we reconvened at the Magic Box the next afternoon to discuss the situation and come up with some semblance of a plan. Xander was still on edge, yet surprisingly quiet, especially for him. Although I shouldn't be too surprised considering what he told Buffy and I last night. He kept fingering his right pocket, touching the engagement ring he showed Buffy and I, but never got the chance to give to Anya. That just made Buffy and I more determined then ever to find Anya and return her unharmed to Xander. Perhaps that is why Buffy suggested such a reckless idea in hope of finding her in time.
"Absolutely not Buffy." Giles reprimanded sternly, almost wagging his finger at her in disapproval. "We don't know what that mist is he uses to spray his victims, or how it would effect a slayer, even assuming it would attack you."
"Hey, I'm blonde and in the right age bracket." Buffy reminded us.
"As much as I hate to agree with the G-man about recklessness, he is right. It's too dangerous, Buff." Xander said while squeezing Buffy's shoulder reassuringly. "We'll just have to find another way."
"Too bad we don't have one of those itty bitty tracking devices, like Batman." Buffy commented randomly. "Hey why does batman get all the cool gadgets? Being a superhero really bites, we don't even have 'Q.'"
"I know I speak for everyone when I say huh?" I said, for once not able to follow the Buffy-babble.
"When the demon attacks and knocks me unconscious with that wonky mist, if I'm wearing a tracking device, you guys could track my location. Then you and Spike would come and we'd all rescue the girls and Anya. No big. We'd all be home for Saturday Night Live."
"That made a surprisingly amount of sense. Well done, Buffy" Giles praised.
"Do I get a biscuit?" Buffy asked playfully bumping her watchers shoulder watching him give her a shy watcher-smile.
"Perhaps later. However, the fact still remains that we don't have a tracking device so, unfortunately that plan wouldn't work." Giles said regretfully.
"That's not exactly true, G-Man." Xander volunteered somewhat sheepishly.
"What do you mean?" I asked Xander curiously.
"Well, remember when Cordy and I broke into that federal installation a few years back to steal the rocket launcher?" Xander asked waiting for all of us to nod our heads in the affirmative before he continued. "Let's just say I didn't think Uncle Sam would mind if a few other artillery weapons went missing. For the good of the world of course. After all you never know when you'll need an M-16 and ammo."
"Xander!" I scolded half-heartedly not able to keep a huge grin off my face. Looking around I saw the others were having a similar problem.
"I assume that from the fact you are telling us this at all, that you [ahem] borrowed a tracking device from the U.S. Government as well." Giles asked, smiling a very Ripper-ish smile in Xander's direction.
"Right you are, I'll just go and get it, shall I?" Xander said, as he made his way out of the Magic Box accompanied by a still chuckling Buffy.
"Perhaps you should fill Spike in on the latest turn of events, while I take the sword out of the kiln." Giles suggested.
"Sure. We'll be back here in an hour once it gets dark." I answered making my way out of the store towards Spike's crypt.