Searching
“Spike.” Spike feels his face being slapped and opens his eyes. He sees a blurry figure standing above him.
“Angel?” He asks in a whisper.
“Spike, you’re going to be okay…” Angel looks behind him down the other end of the alley then at the sky. “I have to go. You’ll be fine. The others will be here soon.” Angel gets up and starts down the alley.
“Wait. What are you talking about? The others? Angel where are you going?” But Angel’s already gone. Seconds later, or what seems like seconds to Spike, the alley is flooded with slayers.
“Is anyone alive?” Spike hears someone ask, but he doesn’t have the strength to respond. Spike suddenly gets the feeling that someone is watching him and slowly opens his eyes.
“Spike? I thought you died.” One of the slayers says.
“Spike? What do you mean Spike?” Buffy comes into Spike’s view. “Spike, you actually stuck around?”
“Why aren’t you surprised to see me?” Spike asks.
“Andrew told me you were alive on the way over. You are so dead once we get you out of here.” Buffy bends down to help him up and suddenly pulls back.
“What it’s not like I’m going to bite you or anything.” Spike retorts.
“Spike, when did you get a heartbeat?” Buffy asks.
“What are you talkin’ ‘bout Slayer?” Spike asks.
“Spike you’re human.” Buffy tells him.
“Oh, maybe that’s why everything hurts so much.” Spike says.
“Maybe. Lets get you out of here.” Buffy leans back down to bring Spike to his feet. A group of slayers come over and take Spike.
“There’s no one else here.” One of the slayers report. Willow comes up beside Buffy.
“You didn’t find Angel?” Buffy asks.
“No. He’s not here. I mean at least the solid type of him. I’m sorry.” Willow says.
“He’s still alive.” Spike says.
“How do you know?” Buffy asks.
“I saw him before he left.” Spike answers.
“Where did he go?” Willow asks.
“I don’t know.” Spike responds.
Senior Partners Dimension
“Have you found him yet?” One of the Senior Partners asks.
“No, sir. He fled as soon as he could and we have yet to be successful on pinpointing where he is.” One of the demons reports.
“What information do you have?” Another Senior Partner asks.
“He seems to be staying in the United States, but every time we do close in on him he moves on. I do have one concern.” The demon says.
“And that is?” A Senior Partner asks.
“I’m afraid that having such a large group of us going after him will bring unnecessary attention to us and to him. His friends may show up to try and help him.” The demon tells them.
“They do not concern us. Continue with what you are doing until you find him and capture him.” The Senior Partners order.
London, England: New Watchers Council
“We have to find Angel.” Buffy states.
“Not one to rain on your parade pet, but if Angel doesn’t want to be found then he isn’t going to be.” Spike tells her.
“Yeah, Buff. What’s the big deal? It’s only Deadboy we’re talkin’ about here right?” Xander asks.
“That doesn’t matter Xander. We need to find Angel to see what information he has on the Senior Partners. Spike doesn’t have nearly enough information on these creatures and it’s imperative that we find out more.” Giles tells everyone. Buffy looks around and sees that everyone is in agreement.
“Good. Now lets get started on trying to find Angel.” Buffy orders.
TBC
A.N. Sorry for such the long wait. College has been a little busy and I may be getting a new job. Chapter 3 is already in the works and may be up by Christmas. Please read and review. I would really like to know what you think about this story.
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