Giles looked quite dapper and orderly while he worked away in the Sunnydale High library. His mundane world job would be interrupted once again by the supernatural, however, as Xander peeked his head through the duo of doors that gave entry to the library.
"Do you have. . . er. . . Abel?" questioned Giles. Xander nodded quickly before his head disappeared behind the double doors. He reentered backwards, duffle bag in tow. Giles rubbed his hands together in anticipation as Xander brought his baggage to bear. With a squat and a hefty lift from Xander the duffle bag lay on a table.
"Hey," Buffy greeted. She, Willow, and Cordelia entered the library together. Willow left the trio in favor of a solitary corner when she saw the item that was on display.
"Did anyone see you dragging a body through school?" asked Cordelia.
"Just a freshman named Chris," answered Xander.
"The kid with the posters of aliens in his locker who thinks the CIA is flying black helicopters over his house?" inquired Buffy.
"That's the one. I don't think anyone will be too quick to call the cops when they hear his story," replied Xander.
"So you've found a place to store him then?" asked Buffy.
"Yes, there's a mausoleum in the graveyard that's missing it's occupant thanks, ironically enough, to Abel himself," Giles explained.
"Oh, yeah, the one with big iron gate on the south side?" Buffy blurted out.
"Ok, I spend way too much time in the graveyard," she added.
"As I was saying, the occupant doesn't have any relatives locally so I don't think anyone will mind if we borrow it. It's sort of fitting anyway," Giles continued. He opened the duffle bag to find Abel with a pair of joke glasses proudly seated on his face. All eyes immediately went to Xander.
"Hey! I've been looking for those," Xander declared as he quickly retrieved his gag. He inadvertently knocked Abel's head back, opening his jaw.
"Oops, sorry about that, big guy," apologized Xander. He went about rectifying his mistake by placing his hands top and bottom on Abel's head and performing an exaggerated clamping motion.
"His hair is all messed up," observed Cordelia. Now she was the one who began to attend to their comatose enemy. She bumped Xander out of the way and went about fixing Abel's hair.
"Cordy, stop grooming the evil arch villain!" facetiously chastised Xander with a laugh.
Buffy noticed Willow escape quietly into a side room. Concerned, she followed her friend. Among the tidily kept office, Willow turned her back to the main library.
"It's not every day you have to handle an unconscious necromancer. They're just coping with the awkward situation," offered Buffy.
"I know," said Willow, still facing the far wall, "It's just. . . I'd rather not be around him even if he is practically dead."
Understanding, Buffy nodded empathically and rejoined the conversation in the main room.
"I don't get it," Cordelia said, "Why do we need to put him under lock and key anyway?"
"It seems that vampires are attracted to his body because of the dark energies it channels, rather like how flies are attracted to honey," explained Giles.
"This way we can keep him in a place where vampires tend to hang anyway and where Buffy can check up on him when she's making her rounds," added Xander.
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