Reunions: Part 15
by JoAnne Storm
It was now time to go. We piled into the Broncos, each carrying our chosen weapons. It was a five minute trip to the warehouse. Then, we had to wait another twenty minutes for the sewer team to get into position. Giles radioed in when they were ready.

Team 1 attacked in force. I could hear over the little head set radios the growls of dying vamps. And the screams of the ones foolish enough to try to go down the sewer.

We only encountered one vampire in the tunnel. Spike must have been getting sloppy. Either that or he didn't think anyone would have the balls to attack him.

I had taken point, so dusting the vamp became my pleasure. I was moving before his remains even settled to the ground. The tunnel opening was a few feet away, and we reached it quickly.

I looked out into the warehouse, taking in the whole thing in a glance and pulling my head back in. It was then that I realized what exactly I had seen. Angel, tied to a pole, surrounded by crosses. If he moved at all, his flesh would touch one of them, causing him untold agony. There was also a Chinese Water Torture device rigged above him, no doubt containing holy water. Spike really was a bastard.

I hoped Buffy hadn't seen him, it would seriously piss her off. Then, I heard a sharp intake of breath over the radio and knew that she had seen him. In her eyes, it became another reason for Spike to die.

"Buff, don't worry, I'll get him. You concentrate on doing your job." I told her over the radio.

I spoke quickly to the team, telling them that Angel was captured. They were to stay away from the area he was in, and to make sure they didn't accidentally destroy him along with everything else. Then, I nodded towards the opening, and Kathryn rolled a small grenade through it.

"Fire in the hole!" she yelled, warning our people that she had started the action.

After the grenade went off, we rushed into the room, Jerry stayed behind to prevent any vamps from using the tunnel. I made a bee-line towards Angel, and immediately started tossing crosses away. I was only vaguely aware that one caused a hiss of pain as it hit a vampire. I used a large knife to cut through the leather straps holding him up. Spike wasn't taking any chances. He must have tied Angel's arms in five different places, insuring that he couldn't break free.

Angel sagged against me. I had to get him out of here, and fast. That meant the sewers. But the sewer team had disconnected their one radio after they got into position. Giles didn't want to risk getting shocked. I guess I had to do it the old fashioned way, and yell at them from above.

I slowly dragged a barely conscious Angel to the sewer opening. I hadn't gotten more than a few feet when another vampire attacked me. Steven used his last crossbow bolt to kill that one. Then, he called to Bobby and the two of them flanked me, protecting us as I continued to the sewer. They made a great team because of their closeness.

When I got to the sewer, I immediately yelled out. "Giles?"

"Yes, Xander?"

"I'm sending down Angel. He's really weak. Make sure he gets a safe distance away."

With that, I lowered Angel into the opening. Hands grabbed him before he dropped very far, and I could hear Mrs. Summers talking to him in soothing tones. Angel was safe, I could now rejoin the fight.

By this time, most of the vampires had been taken care of. The group was really good at what it did. Throughout the warehouse, small groups of vampires were banded together, hoping for safety in numbers.

It was a false hope. Being bunched together actually made them more vulnerable to Kathryn's and Jerry's brand of fighting. In a few minutes, only five vampires remained. One was fighting Mandy, and she was more than holding her own. Another was being double teamed by Bobby and Steven. George was faced off with one, as was Juan. That left Spike open, and Buffy was quickly moving in to take care of that. I moved to intercept her, wanting to kill Spike for hurting Cordy, but the look Buffy shot me made me back off. The only thing scarier than a vampire was a pissed Slayer.

"Spike, how many times have I told you? You can terrorize me, you can stalk my friends, but nobody, and I mean nobody messes with my boyfriend!"

"What, Ducks? Don't you think Angel can take care of himself? He is a big boy, you know?"

"In a fair fight, I don't doubt who would win. But you aren't much for fairness, now are you, Spike? As for being a big boy, well, I'm sure Dru reminded you of how you measured up to him until the day I killed her. Am I right?"

Spike launched himself at her, but Buffy just side stepped him. He quickly recovered and stood, ready to pounce.

"What, Ducks?" Buffy mocked. "No witty comeback?"

"I'll spread your blood over Dru's ashes!"

"Where did you put those, anyway? So I know where to lay you to rest. Nobody ever said I couldn't be nice to a person after I've killed him."

As the others finished off their apponents, they formed a circle around Spike and Buffy. Even Angel, who was being supported by Oz and Mrs. Summers. We watched the two of them circle each other, looking for a sign of weakness. Spike saw one first.

Buffy had a gash along her right thigh. It looked like a vampire had gotten a little to close with it's nails. Spike placed a well aimed kick to that cut, causing Buffy to gasp and collapse unto the ground.

"Not so brave now, are you, Slayer? Oh, I know, I'm not going to walk out of here, but I'll at least be able to take you and as many of your friends as possible with me."

He grabbed her by her jacket lapels and lifted her, dangling her feet off the floor. He never even noticed the long pointed stake she slipped out of her sleeve. He was too interested in making a final kill before dying.

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