Willow followed Buffy eagerly to the girls' room. As soon as they were inside, she sat down on the bench. "So, DOES he like you? Tell me everything!" she said eagerly.
Buffy wandered over to the mirror and poked at her hair a little, pretending to ignore Willow's question.
"Buffy!" Willow said warningly.
Buffy turned around and smiled at her friend, blushing a little. "Well, he's been in my room every night this week, watching me sleep. And the other night when I woke up and caught him, he kissed me before he left, and said he'd be back the next night. And he was. Knocked on the door and everything. But Giles was there, and that's when he told me about -- "
"--the prophesy?" Willow finised. Buffy nodded. "So, who do you think is going to rise from the dead to kill us all?" Willow asked. She got up and stood next to Buffy, green eyes meeting green eyes in the mirror.
"I -- I don't know," Buffy broke their eye contact and looked down. "Whoever it is, they have to be pretty knowledgable about me and everyone I know. Wonder how big a circle that includes?"
"Yeah, and why you need Spike, in order to defeat this one," Willow said.
Spike, for his part, couldn't figure out why he would have to work with the slayer. If he hadn't known any better, he would swear that the whole thing was a setup. But the fact that the Watcher guy had explained it cast it in a different light entirely. Spike was perfectly aware that if he weren't vital to the safety of the slayer, that old librarian would kill him at the first chance he got. But because he needed Spike, he'd promised not to kill him. He would keep his word. The watchers were killers, but they were an honorable bunch.
And what on earth WERE his feelings for Buffy, anyway? She had asked him why he came to her room, and he hadn't had an answer for her. Was he really falling for the slayer? Was he nuts? She'd stake his arse in a second! Lighting up the first cigarette of his second pack of the day, Spike sat alone and, borrowing a page from his sire, he brooded.
"So, what exactly are we looking for?" Oz asked, eyeing with trepidation the large stack of books that Giles placed in front of him.
"Anything that might have something to do with the prophesy, or about who her new enemy might be, that sort of thing," Giles answered, sitting down across from him and opening the top book on the stack.
Xander came in later, followed by a griping Cordelia. "Hi guys. Research party again, huh? Cool. We're here to help."
"What he means is that he's here to help, and I'm here to say hello before I go home and get ready to go out to the Bronze tonight." Cordelia announced. She rolled her eyes when Xander grabbed her arm and steered her to a seat. He took one of the thickest, heaviest books and opened it in front of her, and glared. She subsided. "Oh, all right. I suppose I can't really trust you all to keep monsters from killing me."
"Hey, where's Will?" Xander asked. "Thought she'd be here. Willow never misses a research party."
"She and Buffy seemed to have...things...to discuss." Giles explained. "But they just called, and she is on her way here from Buffy's house now."
"Cool," Xander said, sitting down and grabbing a book
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