Fight Your Own Demon: Part 27
by AKA Becker
"At least now we can concentrate on finding this vampiric werewolf," Giles said as he drove Buffy over to the hill.

"What do you mean?" Buffy asked.

"Well, after Cordelia’s description of what she did to Angel, I don’t think we will have to worry about running into him tonight," Giles explained.

"I think that might have been the only time I’ve ever come close to envying that girl," Buffy said. "I really wouldn’t mind doing that to him myself."

"Yes, but I’m sure that a stake to the heart will be sufficient," Giles said. He glanced over to her to see her reaction to that statement. He wanted to see if she truly was ready to stake him or not.

"I’ve got plenty of those," Buffy said. "Are we there yet?" she asked, in a little girl’s voice, to break the tension. And change the subject.

"Well, actually we have a few more..." Giles began.

"It’s a joke, Giles. Relax. I know where we are," she said nodding her head from side to side.

"Oh, I’m, um," Giles stammered out and made an embarrassed grin.

The two drove silently the last block to the hill.

"Cool, we’re here. Let’s go poach the pooch!" Buffy exclaimed.

"Well, we shouldn’t run into anything. You are surprisingly chipper all of a sudden?" Giles asked, confused.

"Well, I only have one bad guy to worry about tonight, and I’m going to enjoy that fact for as long as I can. Besides, I want to get this guy for Willow and Oz," Buffy explained. "And if I don’t have to think about something right now, I’m not going to."

"I understand," Giles said and parked the car.

"Got the gun?" Buffy said as they got out.

"Yes, it’s in the trunk with the rest of..." he started.

"The supplies," Buffy finished for him. "Let’s give this guy one heck of a supplies."

"Are you sure you needed that second...coffee thing?" Giles asked.

"Frappucino. OK, stupid humor girl has retired for the evening," Buffy said, actually envying Cordelia more for her high tech coffee machine. "It’s hunting time."

"Thank you," Giles said, relieved. One Xander was more than enough for him.

She found the gun, took it out and Giles loaded it for her. He handed it back to her. They started towards the woods.

"Shh," Buffy said.

"What?" Giles asked.

"Be vewy vewy kwiet. It’s werewolf hunting season," Buffy said in a Fudd like voice.

"Are you sure you’re OK?" he asked. a tad concerned.

"I’m just gettin’ giddy wit it. Na na na...don’t ask. I think I will skip that second cup next time," Buffy said realizing there was no reason to be that giddy.

"I would heartily recommend that in the future," Giles muttered.

Silently the two entered the woods.

* * *

"My little Angel’s all in pain. What happened?" Dru asked and curled up next to him on the bed.

"I don’t want to talk about it," Angel replied.

"Oooh, poor baby," she said and rested her head on his shoulder. His pain told her everything she needed to know.

* * *

"I don’t want to die," Cordelia said to him.

"Neither do I, and I don’t want you to die either," Xander said and wiped away a tear from her cheek with his finger.

"If it wasn’t for Buffy this wouldn’t have happened," she said quietly.

"You’re right, because you would have been dead a long time ago. Do you remember when she saved you in the Bronze when she first came here?" Xander asked her.

"Oh my God. Oh God!" Cordelia exclaimed, for the first time it hit her what really happened that night. "I forgot about that. And your freakboy friend, what’s his name, he..."

"Jesse. His name was Jesse," Xander corrected her, getting a little upset.

"Yeah. He was one too then? How didn’t I know that?" she asked, her eyes welling up with fear and tears.

"Yeah, he they killed him and made him a vamp. Then I sort of staked him. He was my best friend," Xander said. He was still upset, but no longer upset with her.

"That’s horrible," she said, looking into his eyes and seeing the hurt there.

"It’s the Hellmouth. It’s got to be. It’s what made us not know about the vampires until Buffy opened our eyes," Xander said. He was now having a thought. "I don’t know what it is, but it messes with your memory."

"Huh?" Cordy asked, not knowing where he was heading with this comment, but definitely seeing that he was going somewhere with it.

"Well, Jesse was my best friend, and Willow was right after him. I had been friends with Willow for as long as I can remember, but at that time, I was closer to Jesse. But somehow I haven’t even thought about him once in," Xander paused to think about it. "In probably about a year. I mean, what’s up with that?"

"I hate this town!" Cordy yelled out but only with half a heart. She was too worn out for anything stronger.

"Home, sweet Hellmouth. Abandon all hope, ye who enter here," Xander said with a sweeping arm gesture.

Both of them were slightly surprised when that comment elicited a slight giggle from Cordelia.

"I can’t believe I just laughed. This place truly is evil," Cordelia said in bewilderment.

"I wonder if Stephen King owns property here?" Xander said, and looked right in her eyes.

"And you are evil, too," she said and then they kissed.


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