Never Came Back: Chapter 2
by crzybree
"You are all bloody worthless pieces of bloody crap. You know that right?" Spike stated as he walked into the house.
"Spike? I thought we kicked you out for good?" Faith called from inside the living room where everyone was getting ready to go to the vineyard.
"And leave you ungrateful ponces to fend for your own arses? I don't think so."
"So tell me. Why are we worthless again?"
"Because you don't know how good you guys had it. You kicked out Buffy yet she goes into the vineyard, alone I may add. Kills a lot of bringers and the stupid bloody uber-vamps. Meets up with Caleb-"
"Caleb?" Giles questions. "Is she alright?"
"Oh, now you're worried. Too late. She already killed him. She has the thing she was going to get before you kicked her out and now she is off to save the world. All we can do is get out of town and hope she doesn't die again!" He turned to look at Dawn. "Bit, get your stuff and your cell. Your coming with me whether you like it or not. Red, whelp, Anya, and Rupert you can come with me or not. I got us a school bus. Every one is welcome, but you five are mandatory. Buffy will never forgive me if I don't get at least you five out of Sunnyhell before it all goes boom or what ever the hell it is supposed to do. Now-"
"Wait a minute who put you in charge?" Kennedy questioned.
"I did! You got a problem?" Spike retorted.
"Yes I do actually."
"Fine you stupid bint. You're not coming on my bloody bus. Now as I was saying. I'm leaving in ten minutes. If your not on the bloody bus, too bad." They all looked at each other and then at him. With a nod from Faith they all hurried to gather all of the five items they owned.
"Spike? Is she really okay?" Dawn asked him when she was done packing.
"Yeah, bit. She is a tiny bit hurt, emotionally, but nothing major."
"Why do we have to leave?"
"Some time soon, something bad is going to happen to Sunnyhell."
Buffy walked into the school with dome weapons she found at Spike's crypt. It was going to take a lot more than her slayer skills to pull apart this baby. With out awakening it. But a little after ten minutes she had it all into the car.
'For once I am glad Spike has this car.' She thought to herself. She drove down to La and went onto the street where he was last located. Where his office had previous occupated was a pile of garbage and pieces of the wall. 'What did Willy say? Wolfhart&Ram? NO! Woldram&Hart.' She ran to a telephone booth to look up the address.
When she got there a few minutes later, the first thing she noticed was Wesley walking into the tall building.
"Wes! Hey, Wes!" She called out to him. He turned around and saw a blonde girl running up to him.
"Buffy? What are you doing here?"
"Well, I'm here to avert the apocalypse. Where is Angel?"
"He is up stairs getting inaugurated or something like that. I'll take you to him."
"So what do you do here at this crazy law firm?" She asked gaping at the size.
"So you already know it's evil?" Wes questioned.
"No I just hate lawyers. So it's evil? The people or the building?"
"Probably both," said a voice from behind them.
"Hello, Angel. I need your help. What do you know about the seal of Dazalthar and the first, except for the obvious?"
"I don't know but I do know who does." Angel led them into a room which Buffy knew was the C.E.O.'s office. Actually she just read the sign on the door.
"Buffy, this is Lilah. Lilah, Buffy the-"
"Vampire Slayer." Lilah finished. "I know why you are here and I can't help you. But the Senior Partners in the white room can help. Angel take her up to the white room." Angel led buffy into the elevator and pulled out a white peice of paper. Then he hit a bunch of buttons. When he was done a big button appeared and Angel pushed it. No sooner did he push it did they become enveloped in white light.
"Hello, Buffy killers of the vampyres." Buffy turned around. Angel saw her face a willed him self to also turn around and face the figure she saw.
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