Chapter Five: Moving to the Land of the Giles
Buffy, Willow, Xander, Giles, and Sirius flooed back to Sunnydale after talking to Dumbledore.
It was three in the morning (AN: I know that more time should have passed because they spent most of the day in England, its just that I forgot that they were supposed to get on the plane the next day.) when they got home. Everyone went home to bed.
Joyce Summers was drinking her third cup of coffee when Buffy and her father walked in.
“Joyce, you should have gone to bed a long time ago!” her father exclaimed.
“I know. I just knew I wouldn’t be able to get to sleep until you two came back.”
“Let’s go to bed so that we can have slept a couple of hours before we have to go tomorrow.”
Sirius followed Joyce upstairs and made sure she was settled before going back downstairs.
“You should get some sleep also!” Sirius said as sternly as he could.
“I think I’ll do a quick sweep of the cemeteries before going to bed. This is my last night here for possibly forever. I want to do a goodbye patrol,” Buffy explained.
Sirius nodded before heading upstairs to one of the guest bedrooms.
Buffy made it to the cemetery in record time. The first four cemeteries were void of vamps and she moved on through them quickly. When she got to the fifth, she made quick work of two or three newbie vamps. The sixth (AN: I remember hearing somewhere that there were seven cemeteries in Sunnydale. Although, that might have been churches. Oh, well) was as empty as the first four. The minute she stepped into the seventh one, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. She gripped her wand tightly and cautiously walked around.
Angelus stood in the very center. A woman was in his arms, the way he held her was not loving. The woman had obviously stopped struggling long ago for she lay limp in Angelus’ arms. As she started to walk over towards them, Angelus looked right at her and dropped the women on the ground and licked his arms, getting rid of all traces of his meal; the only evidence was the corpse at his feet.
“What are you doing here, Buffy?” Angelus asked, as though they were holding a normal conversation and not standing in the middle of a cemetery.
“I was patrolling. I thought you would be out of town by now. On your way to get the last piece of the judge.”
“I’m leaving tomorrow. I hear you will be leaving tomorrow also. I’ve seen your replacement. She isn’t nearly as good as you at the slaying gig. I bet she wouldn’t be as easy to get into bed either.”
Buffy blushed furiously and got angrier by the minute.
“I didn’t know you were evil or that making love would cause this.”
“Maybe not, but you are still attracted to me. Don’t even deny it.”
Angelus smirked at her. She hadn’t even noticed he had steadily been getting closer as they spoke. He was now a foot away from her.
She tried to take a step back, but she tripped on something and fell on the ground.
Angelus was on her in a second. He leaned down and slammed his mouth against hers. He roughly stuck his tongue in her mouth saying without words, she could open her mouth or he would force her lips apart.
She instantly opened her mouth, allowing his tongue explore it. She lifted her arms from her sides and let her fingers explore his glorious hair. She moaned when she could feel her effects on him pushing into her thigh. She rubbed her legs together to try to soothe the tension between them. His hands went down to her hips to keep her still.
His hand started to tear Buffy’s shirt off so he could reach the wonders beneath it, but Buffy broke their mouths apart long enough to say, “I have to go home eventually.”
Angelus gently raised her top to her neck in response.
Buffy wasn’t wearing a bra.
His hands started to explore her newly exposed breasts. His mouth left her lips and started to trail kisses (or at least his mouth touched her skin and his tongue started to taste her as he went).
Before he could reach her breasts though, Xander and Willow could be heard saying, “Buffy, we knew you would be going patrolling tonight so we decided to join you for old times sake.”
Angelus would have ignored it and gone on, but he soon heard Drusilla’s voice barely above a whisper, further away in a different direction so that neither party heard the other except Buffy and Angelus.
She called, “Angelus, if we don’t leave now we will be caught in the nasty sun.”
Angelus got off her quickly and without a word, walked towards Drusilla. He straightened his hair and tried to fix his outfit as best he could before Buffy whispered,
“You’re wearing my lipstick.”
Angelus wiped his mouth clean of the lipstick and left.
Buffy stood up and straightened her hair getting everything out. Then she straightened her shirt and headed towards Willow and Xander.
“There is nothing here, let’s go home,” Buffy said, leading Willow and Xander away from Angelus and Drusilla.
Buffy discreetly looked down to make sure she didn’t look too bad.
They went their separate ways and Buffy walked into her house. Her father had come back downstairs while she was out; she noticed when she walked in.
“Who were you with?”
“No one. Why do you think I was with anyone? I mean Willow and Xander showed up as I was leaving the last cemetery.”
“I had an overabundant social life when I was your age. I was actually a bit of a player. You look like you just made out with someone. I would know, I was quite the ladies man when I was younger.”
“It was nothing. I fell down. I got into a bit of a tussle when I fell. That’s all.”
Her father gave her a look but didn’t say anything more. She followed him upstairs.
Buffy woke up and stretched. They had planned on selling the house or renting it out with the furniture still in it so they had bought all new furniture (or some of it had magically appeared) for the house.
She made her bed and she brought down a bag filled with books she bought at Flourish and Blotts and her weapons trunk. Apparently, Giles had talked to the Watcher’s Council and they had spoken to the airport as long as they checked in the trunks they would be fine. Her father and mother came out and her mother put a weightless and shrinking spell on her trunk and an unbreakable and weightless spell on her bag. Buffy put the trunk in her pocket.
They went downstairs and put everything in the car. They were meeting the others at the airport. They would be flying from L.A. to N.Y. to London. They were driving to L.A. She pulled out her copy of Hogwarts: A History. It seemed like it was going to be boring, but she wanted to go ahead and read it before she got to Hogwarts, especially since she was going to have to go through some of Giles’ books when they got to London to refresh herself the Order of Aurelius. She needed to know as much as possible if she was going to defeat them. She was about one-third of the way into it when they got there (AN: I don’t remember how far Sunnydale is from L.A.)
She helped mom and dad get everything out of the car. They walked in to pick up their tickets. Giles, Xander, Willow and their parents were inside already. Everyone but Giles was in line already. Giles had been waiting for her with a couple of trunks of his own. She walked towards him and the four of them got in line. They got to the front and Giles picked up his ticket and said, “The Watcher’s Council should have called and left arrangements for a Rupert Giles and Buffy Summers. The woman behind the desk typed into the computer for a few minutes then looked up. She printed something and then she said, “How many trunks?”
Giles looked around, “How many do you have, Buffy?”
He turned back to the woman who Buffy noticed the nametag said, “Millie,” and said, “We have four.”
Millie printed a couple more things and then said, “Let me see them. Giles put one of the trunks on the weight thing. She ignored it put a sticker with “LON” on it and put another one that said, “Don’t check! Already Checked!” Millie did the same with his others and then Buffy put her trunk up. She put the sticker on and said, “I’ll put the destination tags on when you get your ticket.”
Buffy nodded and let her mother speak to Millie. After a few minutes, Millie put the destination tag on her trunk did the rest of the luggage and handed her mom the tickets.
“Giles do you have any spare books on Angelus’ ‘family’ on you?”
Giles nodded and said, “I thought you might ask and even if you didn’t, I could read it.”
Giles handed her a book that said Order of Aurelius: Volume VII: From the Master to the Present. She took it and thanked him.
Her mother started to hand out the tickets. When she got a closer look, she said, “We aren’t sitting next to each other. It looks like we are spread out as far as we could possibly be for the international flight.” She looked at her watch before continuing, “We better get through security now or we’ll miss our flight. They walked to the line for security, stepping in behind Willow and Xander who had been letting people by while they waited for them to catch up.
They walked through security and made it to the gate just in time to hear, “Final boarding call for Flight 987 L.A. to N.Y.”
Everyone quickly got on and Buffy found her seat. The time passed quickly as she read her book on the Order of Aurelius. Buffy ended up finding some paper and making notes on the Order of Aurelius. There were things she didn’t know, things that were interesting, and things she would teach. She had a lot of notes on people she didn’t know.
By the time the plane landed N.Y., she had organized the notes she had written so far and thrown out some of them.
They had a three hour lay over in N.Y. After they had made it to the international part and made it through Customs, Willow, Buffy, and Xander decided to explore a little around the airport. They hadn’t gotten very far when Buffy’s father joined them.
Sirius was very interested in his surroundings because, except for the L.A. airport, he had never been in one before.
“Not nearly as fast as some of our transportation, but Muggles have definitely advanced,” her father whispered to Buffy, Willow, and Xander.
About a half an hour later, they met up with her mother and Giles.
The walked to a near by café and ate lunch. The chatted for a bit and went to find their gate. Buffy sat down and pulled out her cop of “One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi” and one of the extra books she had bought called “Alternate-Potions for the beginner Witch/Wizard.”
She started going through the Alternate-Potions first to see if there were easier ways to make some potions after cross-referencing, something she had picked up from Giles after watching him the last year, them with her school books. Then she took a bunch of sticky notes and wrote on them covering the corresponding potion.
About ten minutes later, the flight attendants started boarding plane by zone. Buffy glanced at her ticket. It looked like she was sitting in First Class. Maybe the Council had upgraded her seat. She got in line a long with Giles when they called first class. There was a man in a leather duster that it wasn’t sunny outside, she would think was Angelus ahead of them in line.
She walked to the front of the plane. (AN: some planes the door opens, is in the back. I’ve been on at least one.) She set her stuff under the seat in front of her. Giles was in the front of her. Giles was in the front row at the window seat. She was in the last row of first class. Giles seemed busy; he had ear plugs in one of those mask thingies on and was leaning against the pillow fast asleep. Buffy started to fall asleep but she heard someone sit down next to her. She opened her eyes and she saw the man’s pale hand gripping the arm seat and the plane hadn’t even started going anywhere yet. On his left hand on his ring finger was, to her surprise, a Claddagh and on his pointer finger was a girlish like ring for it had a gem of sort on it.
When Buffy glanced up, what surprised her was who it was.
“What are you doing here?!”
He flashed his ring, the one she hadn’t recognized, and said, “This is the gem of Amara. It will protect me from the sun.”
She nodded. She didn’t know what to do or say so she sat there and did nothing.
Buffy took out her notebook and started to take more notes. She would condense them to what would be said later.
Angelus glanced over and asked, “What are you doing?”
“I’m taking a test on your ‘family’ when we get to London for the school I’m transferring to. I need to do some research so that I get a good grade.
“What school would teach the Order of Aurelius?”
“Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Apparently my parents are from the magical community. My dad went to jail for a crime he didn’t commit 15 years ago. He escaped the wizarding prison, ass cabin (AN: lol you know how Buffy always gets everything wrong. I just thought it would be funny if she got Azkaban wrong also.)
Angelus looked a bit confused before asking, “Azkaban?”
“I think. How have you heard of it? I didn’t think anyone who wasn’t a witch or wizard had ever heard of it. As far as I know, you don’t have any magic blood in you.”
“Maybe not, but vampires have been asked to join Voldemort. We have been approached. Of course, I know. I’m trying to take over the world; I’m not a beginner at this. I know my opponents. This one I want rid of before I can do anything about my bid to take over the world.”
“So what!” Buffy answered.
“So, I’d like to make a deal with you and the Scoobies.”
“What do you have in mind?”
Giles got off the plane in London. He waited for the others right outside of the tunnel leading to the plane.