Buffy had never accomplished anything so fast. The Concorde jet with its 47 passengers had taken off and was making good time in their flight to L.A. The night before had been a blur of action. Everything had been chaos. After Andrews confession, Buffy had called the house where all of the new Slayers were staying at. She filled them in on all of the pertinent details of the upcoming battle and told them to be ready in fifteen minutes since they had to head out as fast as they could. The girls had been trained for emergencies such as this. It constantly amazed Buffy that they were so organized, like a well oiled machine. Each girl had their battle gear and small weapon kits ready for the flight.
Dawn had taken the time to call up and organize their flight. Since the Council was footing this bill Dawn had booked an entire private plane that would take them to L.A. in record time. It also made the weapon kits a viable choice, stowed away of course.
She then put in a call to Rona, one of the surviving Slayers from Sunnydale, she had been put in L.A. to kind of keep tabs on what Angel had been up to. She would be needed to help bring weapons for Kennedy’s group of Slayers that would be arriving from London. Rona had been surprised to get the call and was happy that there was finally going to be some action of the demony kind in Los Angeles. Rona confirmed that no one had been seen around the Hyperion and that it seemed as good place as any for them to meet up at. Dawn hung up the phone grateful that the weapons would be waiting for them outside of the Hyperion.
Now that the dust had died down, Buffy could feel her hands shaking. She had never had such a feeling of fear. She had been desperate to help Spike before when he was taken away by the First. But between fighting the Ubervamp and all the demands of her friends and the slayer-in-training she had buried the terror and desperation down so deep. She knew that she could never do that again. She just didn’t have it in her to hold back all of her feelings anymore. The shaking got worse. She moved to the back of the plane trying to get away from any prying eyes. She was going to lose it. She knocked on the bathroom door grateful when no one answered.
Taking deep breaths she tried to hold back the sobs that were consuming her. Spike. That one word filled her. All other thoughts went away. How could I find out about him being back and have to face the chance of losing him again. I can’t let anything happen to time. I won’t let anything happen to him... this time... I am going to tell him over and over again that I love him and make him believe. I have to make him believe... I don’t know if he can ever forgive me for some of the things that I did to him, but if he can at least know that I love him...That will be enough.
She continued to cry channeling all of her fear and worry into it. She wrapped her arms around herself and slowly rocked back and forth. Slowly the tears stopped flowing and she was able to breath normally again. She went to the sink and washed her face not really caring if anyone knew that she had been crying. It was about time that she stopped hiding her true feelings. She would never be truly happy if she lived her life to make everyone else happy. To live up to their ideals of her. She wasn’t a role model. She was a woman. A woman who had found out that she had another chance at happiness. This time she was going to embrace it.
Dawn noticed that Buffy had left and knew that this was a hard time for her. She was grateful that they both had another chance with Spike. He had been there for them during such dark times. He had been like older brother to her and sometimes understood her better than Buffy ever could. She hoped that they could get past some of the harsh words that had been said. She had said them in anger and was sorry for them now. They were landing in about ten minutes and Buffy still hadn’t come out of the bathroom... She started to get out of her seat to see if she was alright when the door opened. Buffy looked up at Dawn both silently communicating that this was it. They weren’t going to lose him again. A small smile hovered on Buffy’s lips as she sat down next to Dawn and grabbed her hand. They touched down.
Rona was waiting for them at the Hyperion. In front of her, fingers pointing was Kennedy. Buffy could tell that this wasn’t going to end well. Of all the new Slayers these two had never gotten along.
“You call these weapons? Half of them are ginzu knives!” Kennedy huffed. Eyes rolling.
“Kennedy, you don’t have to use them then! You can go into the fight with your bare hands, bitch!”
The other Slayers had been watching this exchange with wide eyes. No one wanted to get in the middle of these two when they went at it. Buffy sighed.
“You two need to stop right now.”
Rona looked over at Buffy and looked embarrassed. “Uh... Hi Buffy. I tried to get the weapons you asked for...”
“You didn’t try hard enough...” Kennedy broke in. Buffy gave her a dirty look and she trailed off. There was something about Kennedy that rubbed her the wrong way. She looked at the array of weapons that Rona had scraped together. Seven swords, an ax, two spears,
five crossbows, a mace, a flail, two broadswords and an assortment of knives. All in all not bad for a last minute scrape up.
“Well it looks like we’re in pretty good shape. Nice work Rona you managed to gather up enough weapons for us. We can share from our extra weapon kits that we brought. We couldn’t gather up enough on our own...” Buffy shot a withering glance at Kennedy daring her to pipe in. “You helped out a lot...”
There was a bright flash and the girls raised up their arms to shield their eyes. Standing off to one side was Willow and Giles. They looked radiant. Each of them wrapped in each others arms. Willow looked so tiny next to Giles frame. Seconds passed neither one let go. There was an embarrassed cough from Xander. They blinked finally becoming aware that they were surrounded by their friends. Giles stepped back fractionally and reached for his glasses while Willow nervously wrung her hangs in front of her.
Kennedy was shooting murderous glances at Giles while she demanded, “What the hell was that?”
“Uh..Ah... a teleport spell.” Willow said as way of an explanation.
“You know what I meant...” Kennedy began but was interrupted by a huge screech that filled the air. Looking up they saw an impossible sight. A dragon.
Buffy looked in the direction that it was headed and nodded to the others. “Everyone knows what they are supposed to do.” Buffy was already in motion tossing weapons to the other girls. She paused a moment and asked, “Willow do you think you can get us there?”
Willow nodded and shyly grabbed Giles hand, “We can get us all there...” At the plural Kennedy’s eyes snapped back to Giles seething with rage. Buffy shot a questioning glance at Giles but there was no time to ask now.
Giles shifted a little bit uncomfortable at the sudden curious looks he was getting from the girls. “Ahh... It would seem that we would be able... rather, Willow and I could do a spell of sorts that would get us to the location of the fight.” Willow smiled at him reassuringly.
“Giles here is the souped up version... We’re gonna mojo all of us to the site. Just give us a second to get the spell right...” Willow said breathlessly. Her other hand grasped Giles and everyone could see the energy surround them. Surging back and forth like a closed circuit. They mumbled a few words sounding suspiciously like, "Clatto Verata Nicto." And a energy band surrounded the girls and started to constrict.
Buffy yelled to Dawn, “Remember you, Xander and Andrew head to the roof... You have to guide us to where we are needed.” She touched her two-way that was clipped to her belt. The rest of the girls switched theirs on. The band tightened and they were gone...
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