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[kat8cha]

I was... so on crack when I wrote this... Originally I think it was supposed to have some Ethan/Giles scenes and actual sex... maybe I should revise it. When I'm sugar high at 3 in the morning...

Xander//?????

Buffy stomped into the library huffing and flipping her hair out of her face. Willow sat at the research table casually checking things out on her laptop. “Hey!” Willow’s head snapped around at Buffy’s casual greeting, red hair flying across her face blinding her green eyes for a second. “Where are Oz, Giles and Xander?” Cheerfully sitting down on the edge of the table and pulling out Mr. Pointy to pick grit out from under her nails.

 

            “Oh! Oz went to get a soda and Giles is in his office with a headache. Xan went home, said he had stuff to do.” Despite her casual tone Buffy could tell that there was a wealth of worry underneath her sentence.

 

            “What’s wrong?” Willow looked surprised that Buffy could read her that well after such a short friendship.

 

            “Well… I asked Oz to get me an orange soda but sometimes the machines are out of orange and I really don’t like any of the others we have here.” Willow slumped slightly and tears glittered in her eyes as she waited for Buffy to laugh at her. Instead the Slayer patted her shoulder a comforting look on her face.

 

            “It’s okay Willow. Sometimes in life you get the orange soda and sometimes you don’t. When people kick you while you’re down you just gotta roll with the punches.” Nose scrunched up the redheaded hacker tried to decipher her friends meaning before shrugging it off. Then her laptop spoke up.

 

            “You’ve got Mail.” Willow looked at the screen and punched a button to bring up the mail, reading the address she saw it was from the hospital.

 

            “The hospital sends you e-mail?” Buffy asked peering over her shoulder.

 

            “No, I rigged up a special program in the Sunnydale Hospital’s computers so that if there were any mysterious attacks I’d be notified. Kind like a call for help.” Reading down the screen she gasped.

 

            “What? What is it?” Buffy peered closer at the flickering screen struggling to make out words before she too gasped. “Oh! Poor Andrew!”

 

            “And Poor Larry! To be so…. I can’t come up with the word. You don’t think it’s….”

 

            “The Slasher?” Buffy nodded her head decisively standing up and looking into the distance with a serious look. “It might be.” Suddenly there was a howl and a crash from somewhere in the school. Willow suddenly looked stricken and chased out towards the vending machines, fearing what she would find. Buffy chased after her, and watched as the redhead kneeled over her boyfriends torn clothes. Looking at the crashed window Buffy also spotted a small orb floating in the air. “Willow? What’s that?!?!”

 

            “It’s a Lunar Fake, a spell used to trigger werewolves. Oh no! Oz is a wolf and…” Buffy’s face was grim as the blonde turned to face her.

 

            “And Xander’s all alone. C’mon we gotta call him.”

 

            “Are you sure?” Xander asked as he paced his room. “The slasher? She’s back?” More sounds from the telephone and the teenager sighed. “Yeah sure, I’ll head to the basement and board up. I know that woman has it out for me.” Saying goodbye to Buffy and Willow he hung up the phone and grabbed his stuff. An extra sleeping bag, pillow and blankets for the basement, some snacks and comic books. Locking the door to the steps to the house and the steps to the outside Xander closed the curtains on his windows and settled down on the futon.

 

            “XaaaAAAAAaaaander!” Came a singsong voice and the young boy froze. Turning he faced a petite hooded woman who stood in front of several leering men, and wolf. “I’ve got some friends who want to meet you!”