Aug. 28th - Joined
Title: Joined
Author: 3am_moonlight
Crossover: BtVS / The Walking Dead (TV)
Rating: Gen / Teen
Word Count: 1,285.
Timeline: BtVS: Post-Chosen & TWD: Interim between S02 & S03.
Disclaimer: The Buffyverse belongs to Joss Whedon and TWD belongs to someone with expensive lawyers.
Summary: The groups meet again.Author's Note: Written for Day 28 of the 2019 August Fic-A-Day.
A/N: Follows ' Another Day', ' Slay Count', ' Medical Run', ' Scavenging', ' Recharging', ' Back To High School', ' Surprise', and ' Searching'.
They had been searching for Andrea's group for more than seven weeks when the woman finally spotted the caravan in the far distance, driving away from them. The group was driving towards one of the small towns Buffy's group had already cleared, as a result, there was nothing there except maybe a few biters locked inside a few houses.
Getting to them might take a few days depending on whether or not they were seen, and the other groups' reaction to seeing a military vehicle following them. If Buffy was honest, she would be wearier if she met another armored car than if she met a regular car. There were so many reasons to fear someone in a more powerful vehicle than your own.
After a discussion, they decided to keep driving despite it getting dark. The undead didn't care if there was daylight or not, they would keep shuffling their way to wherever. The living would stop because of the human instinct to fear the darkness and what might be lurking there, even if they knew what the biggest danger was.
Michonne was driving the car with Tara riding shotgun, and Buffy and Andrea in the backseat. It hadn't taken them long to work out a system for when each of them would drive, and for approximately how long. Getting into an accident during the apocalypse for some stupid reason wasn't something any of them wanted on their conscience.
Far in front of them, they saw the caravan stop on the road and all of them exciting the cars in full view of anyone watching for miles around. The Slayer rolled her eyes, that was incredibly careless. If the biters didn't spot all the movement, then living humans would and thereby making them a double target. If they had driven even a little further, there were some convenient buildings they could've parked in between.
Their cars would still have been at least partially visible, but it would've looked more like they had been abandoned there rather than parked there because it was convenient. The upside was it would be much easier to keep an eye on them so they could get close enough to get recognized.
The distance was too great for them to reach in one night, but they agreed to drive for another two hours. It would get them closer, and if they got up early they could decrease the distance even more. There were a few grumblings about the lack of sleep that would result from the plan, but the thought of the reunion with the other group kept it to a minimum.
Buffy woke up with the sun the next morning and gently nudged everyone else into a waking state as well. She switched places with Michonne who had slept in the driver's seat due to the lack of accommodations nearby, the other three went back to sleep and she began driving. There was no need for them to pay attention this early and getting some extra rest would be good for them.
Despite losing much of the distance, they were discovered by Rick's group who finally began taking measures to not be seen as much. Such as driving in the more forested areas when possible, speeding up when they otherwise wouldn't, and so on.
The game of cat and most meant they lost another three days before they finally got close enough for Andrea to show herself. When they finally caught up, Rick got out of the car and pointed a rifle of some kind at her while Daryl kept that sweet crossbow of his trained on her center mass as she walked slowly towards them with her arms half raised. The rest of the group got out as well, despite being told to stay in the cars.
Michonne and Tara stayed in the car with Buffy, who kept a close eye on the entire group outside. She counted 11 people, including the three members of the Grimes family and three of the Greene family members plus Jimmy, the boyfriend of the youngest daughter. Officer Douchebag and the elder man with the RV were nowhere to be seen, and neither were the rest of Mr. Greene's people from the farm.
Thanks to her enhanced senses she was able to hear the entire conversation but pretended she couldn't for the sake of secrecy. Carol was the only one who seemed to be genuinely happy to be reunited with Andrea, but in the defense of the rest, they were relieved and happy to see the woman was alive. Even if they might not be too fond of her as a person.
It took some convincing on Andrea's part, but they were eventually waved out of the car and over to them. Rick's rifle and Daryl's crossbow were aimed toward the ground, but at an angle that made it quick and easy to raise then again and shoot. In a show of 'I'm harmless,' Buffy decided to exit the car without carrying any weapons in her hands. Both kukris were strapped to her thigh's though and within easy reach should she need them.
Michonne came out and immediately put a hand on the handle of her katana as scanned everyone there with a healthy dose of suspicion. Out of all of them, she was the most likely to be attacked or rejected by the group. Tara made no attempts to get to any of her weapons as she got out of the car, but Buffy could feel her pulling her magic around herself in case she needed it.
Buffy smiled in greeting. "Hello Rick, we've been looking for you guys. You managed to lose another member of your group." She indicated the tall, blonde woman then eyed the group again, in a slightly more obvious manner this time. "You seem to have lost more people than just her."
The man forced a smile, "Dale was killed by a walker and Shane." He fell silent for a few moments, "Shane is dead, too." There was definitely a story there, but she didn't push. It didn't matter, the man had been a ticking time-bomb, so she wasn't sorry to hear about his demise. Nor was she surprised that it didn't seem like a biter got to him either.
He thanked her for taking in Andrea, but then he asked what he hadn't the last time. And as they had agreed upon beforehand, they accepted. Michonne was still dubious but had for some reason taken a liking to Andrea and chose to stay because of it.
It would take a lot to get this group of people into fighting shape, and into a mindset where they could survive. She needed to find out who had which skills and how they could be used in the most beneficial way. Daryl was a hunter, Andrea had extended knowledge about fishing, and presumably, the Greene's knew how to actually do farm things if they could find somewhere with a thick wall around it. Mr. Greene was a doctor and that meant their survival rate was higher than most groups out there.
All they needed was a large house with a huge yard/property and a gigantic wall around it, a forest they could hunt in, and either pond to fish in or close enough to the ocean that they could fish there without running into a herd. That was some serious w-full thinking on her part, but she could dream. All she had to do was find the real thing or something close.
But first, they needed to leave before the approaching herd heading in their direction came too close. Picking somewhere to go would have to wait.
Author: 3am_moonlight
Crossover: BtVS / The Walking Dead (TV)
Rating: Gen / Teen
Word Count: 1,285.
Timeline: BtVS: Post-Chosen & TWD: Interim between S02 & S03.
Disclaimer: The Buffyverse belongs to Joss Whedon and TWD belongs to someone with expensive lawyers.
Summary: The groups meet again.Author's Note: Written for Day 28 of the 2019 August Fic-A-Day.
A/N: Follows ' Another Day', ' Slay Count', ' Medical Run', ' Scavenging', ' Recharging', ' Back To High School', ' Surprise', and ' Searching'.
They had been searching for Andrea's group for more than seven weeks when the woman finally spotted the caravan in the far distance, driving away from them. The group was driving towards one of the small towns Buffy's group had already cleared, as a result, there was nothing there except maybe a few biters locked inside a few houses.
Getting to them might take a few days depending on whether or not they were seen, and the other groups' reaction to seeing a military vehicle following them. If Buffy was honest, she would be wearier if she met another armored car than if she met a regular car. There were so many reasons to fear someone in a more powerful vehicle than your own.
After a discussion, they decided to keep driving despite it getting dark. The undead didn't care if there was daylight or not, they would keep shuffling their way to wherever. The living would stop because of the human instinct to fear the darkness and what might be lurking there, even if they knew what the biggest danger was.
Michonne was driving the car with Tara riding shotgun, and Buffy and Andrea in the backseat. It hadn't taken them long to work out a system for when each of them would drive, and for approximately how long. Getting into an accident during the apocalypse for some stupid reason wasn't something any of them wanted on their conscience.
Far in front of them, they saw the caravan stop on the road and all of them exciting the cars in full view of anyone watching for miles around. The Slayer rolled her eyes, that was incredibly careless. If the biters didn't spot all the movement, then living humans would and thereby making them a double target. If they had driven even a little further, there were some convenient buildings they could've parked in between.
Their cars would still have been at least partially visible, but it would've looked more like they had been abandoned there rather than parked there because it was convenient. The upside was it would be much easier to keep an eye on them so they could get close enough to get recognized.
The distance was too great for them to reach in one night, but they agreed to drive for another two hours. It would get them closer, and if they got up early they could decrease the distance even more. There were a few grumblings about the lack of sleep that would result from the plan, but the thought of the reunion with the other group kept it to a minimum.
Buffy woke up with the sun the next morning and gently nudged everyone else into a waking state as well. She switched places with Michonne who had slept in the driver's seat due to the lack of accommodations nearby, the other three went back to sleep and she began driving. There was no need for them to pay attention this early and getting some extra rest would be good for them.
Despite losing much of the distance, they were discovered by Rick's group who finally began taking measures to not be seen as much. Such as driving in the more forested areas when possible, speeding up when they otherwise wouldn't, and so on.
The game of cat and most meant they lost another three days before they finally got close enough for Andrea to show herself. When they finally caught up, Rick got out of the car and pointed a rifle of some kind at her while Daryl kept that sweet crossbow of his trained on her center mass as she walked slowly towards them with her arms half raised. The rest of the group got out as well, despite being told to stay in the cars.
Michonne and Tara stayed in the car with Buffy, who kept a close eye on the entire group outside. She counted 11 people, including the three members of the Grimes family and three of the Greene family members plus Jimmy, the boyfriend of the youngest daughter. Officer Douchebag and the elder man with the RV were nowhere to be seen, and neither were the rest of Mr. Greene's people from the farm.
Thanks to her enhanced senses she was able to hear the entire conversation but pretended she couldn't for the sake of secrecy. Carol was the only one who seemed to be genuinely happy to be reunited with Andrea, but in the defense of the rest, they were relieved and happy to see the woman was alive. Even if they might not be too fond of her as a person.
It took some convincing on Andrea's part, but they were eventually waved out of the car and over to them. Rick's rifle and Daryl's crossbow were aimed toward the ground, but at an angle that made it quick and easy to raise then again and shoot. In a show of 'I'm harmless,' Buffy decided to exit the car without carrying any weapons in her hands. Both kukris were strapped to her thigh's though and within easy reach should she need them.
Michonne came out and immediately put a hand on the handle of her katana as scanned everyone there with a healthy dose of suspicion. Out of all of them, she was the most likely to be attacked or rejected by the group. Tara made no attempts to get to any of her weapons as she got out of the car, but Buffy could feel her pulling her magic around herself in case she needed it.
Buffy smiled in greeting. "Hello Rick, we've been looking for you guys. You managed to lose another member of your group." She indicated the tall, blonde woman then eyed the group again, in a slightly more obvious manner this time. "You seem to have lost more people than just her."
The man forced a smile, "Dale was killed by a walker and Shane." He fell silent for a few moments, "Shane is dead, too." There was definitely a story there, but she didn't push. It didn't matter, the man had been a ticking time-bomb, so she wasn't sorry to hear about his demise. Nor was she surprised that it didn't seem like a biter got to him either.
He thanked her for taking in Andrea, but then he asked what he hadn't the last time. And as they had agreed upon beforehand, they accepted. Michonne was still dubious but had for some reason taken a liking to Andrea and chose to stay because of it.
It would take a lot to get this group of people into fighting shape, and into a mindset where they could survive. She needed to find out who had which skills and how they could be used in the most beneficial way. Daryl was a hunter, Andrea had extended knowledge about fishing, and presumably, the Greene's knew how to actually do farm things if they could find somewhere with a thick wall around it. Mr. Greene was a doctor and that meant their survival rate was higher than most groups out there.
All they needed was a large house with a huge yard/property and a gigantic wall around it, a forest they could hunt in, and either pond to fish in or close enough to the ocean that they could fish there without running into a herd. That was some serious w-full thinking on her part, but she could dream. All she had to do was find the real thing or something close.
But first, they needed to leave before the approaching herd heading in their direction came too close. Picking somewhere to go would have to wait.