Season One
by Lost
Chapter Eighteen
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Elsewhere In the World:
Peters poured over the newest volume in the Council Library. He had been brought up to be not only a watcher, but also a very powerful spell caster. He sighed as he realized that the latest aquirement of the Library was nothing but yet another Watcher's Diary. And not even a necessarily interesting one, but one about a rather unfortunate very recent Slayer. Her name had been Eliza, and although yes she had died, her mate was still wandering about. Peters sighed as he shook his head, realizing that the mate, Courtney, was probably nothing but a shell of the former self she used to be once Eliza had died.
He jumped slightly as his phone began to vibrate in his pocket. Mobil phones weren't allowed to be turned on in the Council Library and for this reason he had his turned to silent. He opened the front, revealing Traver's number and sighed as he opened the flip phone to see what the pompus man wanted.
Back in Sunnydale:
"How are we gonna find Xander?" Willow asked as she thumbed through yet another useless volume. The prophecy seemed to be nowhere, at least not in the volumes that Giles had.
Faith shrugged and looked pensive for a minute before saying. "Dad, vampires have a wicked sense of smell right?" Giles nodded in response as he continued to read the book before him. "Well, why don't we just get a vamp, I mean, they've gotta be like tracking dogs right?" Faith asked to the table as a whole.
Giles took off his glasses and rubbed them as he considered the idea. He glanced around the table as soon as everything was back in focus and noticed everyone, well, almost everyone, was looking to him for the answer. Buffy and Willow were both looking at him, although more with a lost look on their faces than the look of "lead me my captain" that the rest of them wore.
"I suppose that might work." Giles said as he mulled the idea over once again in his mind.
"Great!" Buffy said as she quickly stood up from her chair, followed by Willow, "We'll get right on that." She said as she started heading toward the door. They were about five feet away from a great escape when the doors burst open and Xander came running in and past the couple towards the stacks the back of the library.
The Bus Depot in Sunnydale:
"Sunnydale!" The driver called, and a small brown hair'd girl awoke with a start. She pushed her bangs out of her eyes and stood up, gathering her two bags from the seat next to her before she started down the aisle. She exited the bus and looked around.
"Now where is she hiding?" she asked herself before she started down the road towards Main Street.