Buffy and Willow sit at the library table. Buffy slams down her seventh book and rubs her eyes tiredly.
“God I hope Angel gets back soon with whatever he was planing,” she yawned, “I think my brain is about to start a riot from all this reading.”
“I know what we need to do.” Willow said seriously
Buffy looked over to willow in surprise.
“let’s here it.” She asked expectantly
“If we get her away from Xander long enough Giles could use, like, a spell or a priest or something to exorcise her away.”
Buffy glanced at her best friend curiously. She then followed her eye line to where Xander and Beth were sitting. Beth was holding Xander’s arm why she distracted him from his share of the research. When they both kissed she could almost feel the anger raise in Willow.
“She’s not that great,” Willow continued, “with her cool hair, thin body, big chest and weird jokes. I don’t know what he sees in her.”
“Yeah it’s a complete mystery.” Buffy replied sarcastically
“I could be a ghost if I wanted, you know, If I studied hard and get good grades.”
“Okay, Will, this is just get weird now,” buffy replied, “I understand your frustration but Beth seems like cool person why can’t you just be happy for Xander?”
“She’s not cool she’s evil. She the evil skank from skank world. You should, you know, fight her and stuff ‘cause she’s evil.”
“I’m not going to fight Beth Will. If you like Xander go talk to him, though, I’m not sure if it’s gonna work out with him being a ghost and all.”
Willow looked over to Buffy in shock.
“So, what, you’re the only one who’s allowed to have a dead boyfriend?” she asked
at that moment Angel re-entered the room he looked at the slayer seriously.
“we’re set.” He said purposefully
Buffy stood up and looked at the team.
“Alright Giles keep looking into our mystery necromancer I want to know if what happened to Xander is reversible,” buffy ordered, “The rest of you come with me. Hopefully Angels plan will get us in long enough to try and find . . . what the hell is he doing here?”
“Earning the easiest fifty bucks in the world luv,” Spike said happily, “go on Angel tell her the thing you told me.”
Angel flashed spike an extremely annoyed look.
“I’m not saying it again Spike.”
“Go on she’ll love it.”
“No.”
“Alright if that’s your attitude I’m going home.”
Spike turned and walked to the library door. Angel rolled his eyes and sighed.
“Spike you are more better then me in everyway.”
The group looked at angel curiously. Spike beamed happily in amusement
“He here because he’s going to get us into the warehouse.”
“Going to try the hero thing for a bit,” Spike commented, “do I get a cape or something?”
Buffy looked from Spike to Angel.
“If kills us your dead.” She said
“Understood,” Angel replied as the group left the library, “Be better get there quickly to make sure some demon doesn’t take Xander’s body first . . . are you laughing at me?”
“No,” Buffy said as she fought back the giggles about Angels line about spike, “ it’s, ah, it’s something in my throat.”
A Parob was prepping the bodies for the next sale when spike walked slowly into the room. The Parob was about to complain about the security when his senses told him he was a vampire.
“good evening sir how can I help you.” The demon asked in an uncharacteristic way
“Yeah I hear you sell bodies and stuff here,” spike asked awkwardly, “I want to get one . . . to live in not for any sought of weird stuff.”
“Alright do you have any preferences?”
“Just make sure he’s not a pansy. I don’t want to be walking around looking like some kind of bookworm.”
The Parob nodded and lead Spike through the showroom. The demon noticed that the vampire kept looking over his shoulder intermittently. Looking suspiciously he stopped and turned back to Spike.
“I’m sorry I’m going to have to ask fro references.” The Parob said.
Spike looked at the demon angrily.
“References? You’re talking to the big bad here!” he scoffed, “it’s not like the good guys paid me to get them into the warehouse so they can get the body of their ghost friend back and their hiding behind the door behind me?”
The demon looked curiously at him. Spiked rolled his eyes.
“The door behind me,” he continued, “that door there . . . behind me . . . the one with the good guys behind it.
Behind the entrance Buffy glared at Angel.
“This was your big plan?” she asked
“Told you it was the worst idea in the world.” Angel replied, “knew it was a bad idea to pay him in advance.”
Angel and Buffy stormed in followed by Willow. Xander tried to enter but was deflected back. He felt the barrier curiously.
“I can’t get in.” he yelled to the others.
“They must have a talisman,” Beth explained, “people use them to keep out evil spirits.”
“Told you she was evil.” Willow said
Buffy flashed her a look.
“You two stay out there. We’ll be back in a moment with you body.” Buffy yelled
Spike leaned stressfully against one of the hospital stretchers.
“I’m gonna say this one more time,” he said angrily, “I’m talking about the door behind me right? The one where the slayer and her friends are planning to break in and steal one of the bodies.”
The Demon stared at spike confused. Spike shook his head in frustration.
“Oh bloody hell I’m working with an idiot.” He exclaimed.
Buffy and Angel rushed into the showroom. They looked in shock at all of the bodies.
“There’s hundreds of them how do we know which one is Xander?” buffy asked
“Here!” Willow said from the door way of the workroom
Buffy and Angel joined her. laying on the worktable was Xander’s body. They moved in quickly and wheeled it out.
Buffy, Angel and Willow. Made it back outside a few minutes later.
“Did you get it?” Xander asked
“Yeah.” Buffy replied unsatisfied.
“What’s the problem?”
“I don’t know. Didn’t that seem a little to easy to you?”
Angel looked at Buffy.
“Yeah it’s almost as if they wanted us to take this.”
“Uh . . . guys,” Xander said ah he looked at the body on the stretcher, “this is not me either.”
Buffy, Angel and Willow looked from the body to Ghost Xander. Xander folded his arms angrily
“do you guys actually know what I look like?”
The group flinched and looked at the body again. This time it definitely didn’t look like Xander. For starters he was about 80 years old.
“Why do you think they went to all the trouble to bring us here?” Angel asked
“I don’t know. Lets get back to the library and ask Giles.” Buffy replied
Giles flicked through book in his hand when he heard a knocking at the library door. Curious he put down his book and looked across.
“Pardon my interruption,” Leyland said charmingly, “I seemed to have gotten my self a might lost. Could you help me?”
“Certainly where abouts where you looking for?” Giles asked
Leyland smiled as Giles
“That’s a great accent you have there what are you Canadian?”
“English actually.”
“Oh, I was close, you both worship the same queen.”
“I don’t think worship is the right word to use.”
“I suppose you right,” Leyland replied, “Where are my manners, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Leyland and I’m the necromancer that is currently distracting your slayer so I can come here and kidnap you.”
Giles looked the southern gentlemen up and down.
“Sorry could you repeat that.”
Giles was hit from behind. He fell backwards and was caught.
“Nice work there my friend. Lets get him back to the warehouse before the slayer returns.”
The demon using Xanders body smiled. He picked up the unconscious watcher and headed out of the library.
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