Blankets of White
by bad shot
Chapter 2
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A/N: Guess who is back?
Chapter 2
Quentin sat back in his leather chair watching the people running around him setting up computers, tables, and bringing in stacks of books.
"So how do you suggest we go about this?" Quentin asked his chief advisor who sat opposite of him.
"Well we initiate faze 1 immediately since we don't know how long it will take to find her," he said looking through his files, "Then to get the other one we may consider making it a public first contact make her more cautious. Then maybe they will send the other with her and we can capture them both."
Quentin thought about it for a moment, "Done. It seems like it will work although there would be several other easy ways we could do this."
The other man smiled and walked away leaving Quentin who had a small grin spreading across his face.
***
Buffy flung herself onto her bed covering her face with her pillow she let out a scream. She pulled it off, and sarcastically said, "Way to be a slut Buffy."
She tried to go to sleep, but found that she was restless. She jumped up off the bed, and groaned loudly. She went into her closet and found a stake and a cross that she stuck in her pocket.
Opening the door that she had just came through she went right back out into the night.
***
"I don't think she's here, but lets be quiet just in case she is," Willow said to Tara as she unlocked the door.
They tiptoed in until they were sure Buffy wasn't there so Tara flipped the light switch. Willow wrapped her arms around Tara's waist, "So... What do you want to do here all alone? With me?"
Tara grinned and moaned a little, "I think you know," she said and quickly turned around pushing Willow onto her bed.
***
Buffy walked through the cemetery with her stake lightly held in her hand. As she moved around the tombstones she let her mind wander onto all the other thoughts that had been shoved into her head over the last couple of weeks.
'Why does this happen to me. Whenever I find love THEY have to take it away.'
"DON'T YOU! YOU SICK BASTARDS!" she yelled to the sky before she broke down to her knees sobbing her heart out.
Buffy was so caught up in her emotions she didn't notice the vampire that started to crawl up out of it's grave behind her. It hauled it self all the way out, and shook all the dirt from himself.
When it saw Buffy it assumed she was easy prey. So it took Buffy by the back of her shirt, and hurled her across the graveyard until her head hit the side of the mausoleum.
The fledgling crept up to her slowly moving through the graves.
Buffy shook her head to try and get the stars out of her eyes. She reached up with her hand to touch her head. When she brought it back down she saw blood coating her fingers.
"Come on just let me do this quick," the vamp said.
Buffy's hand searched the grass until she found a branch. She waited until the vamp was close enough and turned around quickly plunging the makeshift stake into the heart of the vamp who exploded into dust.
She dropped the stake and used her hands to push her up ignoring the dizziness that rushed to her head.
She slowly started to walk back to her dorm ignoring the blood that was dripping into her left eye.
***
By the time she made it back to the dorm she was swaying uncontrollably.
When she made it to the door of her dorm she slumped against the wall trying to search her pocket for her keys even though her hand was shaking. When she got them out she dropped them when she tried to move them to the doorknob.
She moved closer to the door close enough to be able to hear the sounds of pleasure coming through the door.
Buffy started to cry when she heard Tara call out Willow's name. She tried to reach her keys.
Her foot slipped out from under her and her head struck the doorknob. Reopening her wound right as Tara screamed loud enough to block out the small sound Buffy's head had made.
A/N: So how was that for a comeback story? Was it as annoying as before? I am really starting to wonder myself how long it is going to be before Buffy and Willow get together. Maybe next book? You never know. So you know what I always say, 'Remember to review.'