Buffy and I had toured the ill-fated ship, which made it's way onto the beach for no reason. Well, it didn't come in for no reason. We knew that. Whatever had made the ship steer it's way into the island, away from the port, had also blown up our chopper, leavin' us with no way off of the island, and in the process, killing Graham and Captain ( Read more... )

Fred and I made our way out of the woods. It was safe to say that both of us were fairly freakd out. We had just spent an awful lot of time fightin' demons that were strong and oozed when they died, and we had been separated from Riley and Buffy and from Angel and Cordelia ( Read more... )

Spike and Anya are going back and forth like it's a comedy roast or something and not telling me what the hell is going on, all the while, we're supposed to be taking care of the coroner stuff and then the burial for Dawn. They went back and forth and all it made me think of was that they had had sex together and it angered me, especially with Dawn ( Read more... )

I was not liking anything about this. I mean, holy jedi, we had come to Acapulco, and a painstaking journey it was, gringo, and it wasn't getting any easier ( Read more... )

Katrina and I had been doing things that we had always done. The sexcapades didn't lack with the two of us and she was the first woman that I had found could always keep me sated and one-up me every time that we shagged. Her flexibility and stamina, were epic and her imagination topped that. Still, after three hours of sweaty fornication, I was ( Read more... )

After running into Faith and Wesley, who were two people that I certainly didn't expect to see in Sunnydale, I made them believe that I was still good old, boring, reliable and evil-fighting Giles. I left them at the auto shop, where I picked up my new BMW, and headed towards my new house, smiling internally at all that I had heard ( Read more... )

Riley was really torn up about losing Graham. It's understandable. I've lost my whole family. Well, fifty percent of my whole family. So, yeah, I know how he's feeling times one hundred ( Read more... )

The helicopter is gone. Angel and Cordelia are gone. Whatever's next can't be good. Everyone seemed to think that splitting up was a good idea. No one listens to me when I say I want to stick together. One against three. I lost. Me and Charles were left to look for Angel and Cordelia. That didn't leave a good feeling in my stomach ( Read more... )

Was stuck here with Xander and Anya. Wasn't something that I would call especially confortable, especially considering the fact that in a moment of drunken weakness, Anya and I had committed to something that was spawned by me being shunned by the slaya, and her being stood up at the alter by monkey boy, when we had shagged...when I had shagged her ( Read more... )

A plan was set in order and as Faith and I took off in my jeep, looking for Giles, at least we had the satisfaction of knowing that not everyone was gone. We learned that Giles was alive, which was questionable, but he was alive and Xander and Anya were also around. I wasn't familiar with Anya, but now knew enough about her to know that the phrase ( Read more... )