Old Friends, New Feelings
Disclaimer: I own neither Buffy the Vampire Slayer or The Covenant. Each belongs to its respective genius, Joss Whedon and Renny Harlin. Too bad, I would have a lot of fun with those four incredibly gorgeous boys if they belonged to me... ;) They didn't have a script online for it, so all the lines, though copied from the movie, came from me watching and rewatching parts of the movie until I got them right!
This idea came from watching The Covenant the other day as well as from amusewithaview's challenge at tthfanfic, “Matching the Covenant.” I completely agree with him/her that these boys are so gorgeous that it's quite sad that there aren't many Buffy/Covenant fics out there! The line “pick your poison, taste the rainbow, use whatever analogy you wish: they're all pretty darn tasty” is also taken from his/her challenge, as I felt that this line was too good to pass up!
Anyways, I hope you enjoy it! I haven't really decided on a pairing yet (I'm assuming Pogue's out of bounds since he has a girlfriend... but you never know!), but I'm leaning toward Buffy/Caleb or Buffy/Reid... Or Buffy/Tyler... Yeah I have no idea, they're all wonderful and so deliciously hot! Let me know what direction you think I should head in!
Buffy Summers stepped off of her plane from Los Angeles into an airport located somewhere in New England. Smiling at the stewardess who had wished her a good night, she swung her backpack over her shoulder and made her way down several corridors and escalators, stopping in front of the baggage carriage for her flight. A few minutes later, the carriage began to turn, signaling the oncoming luggage, and Buffy spotted her bag instantly, grabbing it before it could make another full rotation. Exiting the crowded airport, she hailed a cab, throwing her bag and backpack into the back seat once one stopped in front of her. Giving the cab driver the address of her destination with a smile, Buffy leaned back against the seat, closing her eyes, knowing that she had at least half an hour to relax.
Buffy had lived in Massachusetts until she was fifteen years old. When she had turned fifteen, her life had changed drastically: her parents divorced, her mother had accepted a job in Sunnydale, California, causing them to leave their home of over a decade and move across the country, and most importantly, at the age of fifteen, Buffy Anne Summers had been called as the Vampire Slayer. You know the drill, into each generation a Slayer is born, one girl in all the world, a Chosen One, one born with the strength and skill to hunt the vampires, to stop the spread of their evil blah, blah, blah. However, before all of this had happened, Buffy had lived a comfortable life in New England with her parents, attending a prestigious private school, and keeping the company of the most popular boys in school: Caleb Danvers, Pogue Perry, Reid Garwin, and Tyler Simms. Pick your poison, taste the rainbow, use whatever analogy you wish: they were all pretty darn tasty.
Because of these boys, Buffy had learned of the supernatural and the existence of magic years before she was called as the slayer. Although they had appeared to be normal teenagers, they shared many similarities: not only were they descendants of the original families that settled Ipswich Colony around the time of the Salem witch trials, they had also inherited supernatural powers through their respective family bloodlines, having gotten their first taste of magic on their thirteenth birthdays. Since Buffy was one of their best friends and practically family to all of them, they had broken their bond of secrecy and had told her everything. In turn, she had told them all about her destiny as the Slayer and had even taken them along on a few of her patrols despite the apprehensions of her Watcher, Merrick. At first, Buffy had refused to move to California, not wanting to leave her childhood friends, but had eventually caved, knowing that she would have had to live with her dad if she stayed. After a tearful goodbye to her best friends, Buffy had left them to start a new life with her mother in Sunnydale.
But now she was back. After defeating the demon-mayor at graduation, blowing up the high school but the world in the process, Buffy had decided she needed a break from her life, deciding to take a year off before college and visit her old friends. Bidding her mother, Willow, Xander, and her new Watcher, Giles goodbye at the end of the summer, she had hopped on a plane and flew to the East Coast, not calling ahead to tell them that she was going to take them up on their offer to visit, wanting to surprise them.
“Miss?” Buffy opened her eyes, seeing that he was had pulled up in front of a huge, beautiful mansion, the kind that reeked of old money. “We're here.”
“Thanks.” She handed him her fare and grabbed her bags, stepping out of the car and slamming the door behind her. Watching as the cab turned around and exited the property, Buffy swung her bags over her shoulder, the gravel in the driveway crunching under her feet as she walked up to the beautifully carved wooden front door and lifted the brass knocker. Letting it drop with a loud bang, she craned her head to look up at the beautiful building, hear eyes snapping back to the door as it opened. A tall, gorgeous boy with short, dark hair opened the door, his chocolate brown eyes widening when he saw who it was. “Well, well, well. Caleb. You grew up sexy, didn't you?” She gave him a small smirk before dropping her bags to the floor and jumping into his arms.
“Buffy!” He laughed as she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, and he pulled her into a hug, spinning her around. “What are you doing here?” Putting her down, he grabbed her bags before ushering her into the foyer. She walked into the front hallway, looking around in awe. Even after being in this house hundreds, if not thousands of times, she was still entranced by the amazing beauty of the interior.
“Killed a giant demon snake, saved the world, decided to take a year off and visit my favorite boys,” she reached up and ruffled his messy hair, causing him to laugh kiss her cheek in response.
“C'mon, I'll show you to your room.” He led her up the intricately carved wooden staircase to the second floor, down the hall, and to the room across from his, all the while telling her how happy he was that she had come to visit. Stopping in front of a wooden door, he held it open for her, and she walked in, her jaw all but dropping to the floor as she looked around the room. It was huge, with wooden paneling and floors, antique furniture and paintings lining the walls. Running over to the window, she looked out over the grounds, taking in a gorgeous garden and pool.
“Damn, I forgot how beautiful your house was.” Turning back toward her friend, she saw that he had placed her bags onto the gold-sheeted four-poster bed, and was looking over at her with a smile. “Did you have any plans for tonight? Cause if you do, go on, I'll just chill here. You know I can spend hours in this place...”
“No! No, it's no problem!” He crossed the room and enveloped her in a hug, clearly happy to see her.
“I didn't mean to intrude on your life... I should have called ahead.” Smiling softly as he let her go, she walked over to the bed, unpacking her things and placing them into the huge walk-in closet.
“Buffy.” She turned around to see him giving her a look. “You can drop by whenever you want. You know you're always welcome here.” He gave her a smile, reaching into his pocket as his phone rang. “Hey.” There was a pause as he listened to whoever was talking, and Buffy continued to unpack her things. “Yeah?” Another pause. “Alright, see you soon, man.”
“Who was it?” Buffy asked, walking out of the closet and stopping at his side, tilting her head to the side curiously.
“Pogue.” Her eyes lit up at the mention of another of her best friends. Unfortunately he was off the market as he was dating Kate Lucas, one of Spencer's most privileged elite. From what she had heard from her boys, she was a fun-loving party girl who was used to getting the best of everything and was difficult to satisfy. “Up for a party at the Dells tonight?”
“Oh hell yeah.” Buffy gave him a bright smile.
“Alright, he'll be here in about half an hour.” He gave her another quick hug before exiting the room, leaving her to finish unpacking and getting changed. Turning to look at the extremely comfortably looking bed, she took a running start and jumped onto it, sighing happily as she sunk into the soft sheets. Getting up off the bed, she crossed her room to the adjoining bathroom after grabbing her make-up bag from her duffel bag, quickly washing her face and applying some cover up and mascara before returning to the bedroom and walking over to the closet. Yanking her sweatshirt and white t-shirt over her head, she rifled through the various hangers before pulling out a simple black spaghetti-strap tank top with a low neckline and beading at the bust line. Grabbing her favorite black leather jacket, she slipped it on before kicking off her flip flops and pulling on a pair of combat boots. Walking out of the closet and to the bed, she extracted her phone, wallet, a stake, and a small silver knife from her backpack, putting her phone and wallet in her jeans pockets and tucking the stake and knife into her waistband. Giving the room one last look, she exited the room, descending the stairs and seeing Caleb at the bottom. He had changed into a tight pair of gray jeans and a gray v-neck t-shirt, both which showed off his muscular form. She gave him an appreciative look, and he smirked back at her, his own eyes sweeping over her body.
“You look beautiful.” She gave a small laugh, blushing slightly at the compliment.
“You're not too bad yourself, gorgeous.” Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, effectively interrupting their moment. Waving his hand in the direction of the door, Caleb stepped back, allowing her to answer it, knowing that Pogue would be more excited to see Buffy than himself.
“Surprise!” she yelled, yanking the door open, smiling brightly as the long-haired boy's eyes widened in surprise.
“Buffy!” He stepped forward and swept her small form up into a bone-crushing hug, causing her to laugh at his enthusiasm. “What are you-...”
“Demon snake. Saved the world. Needed a break,” she recited, giving him the shortened version. She smiled at her, and he let her go, taking a step back. He looked good: long hair and chiseled features, soft hazel eyes and pink, pouty lips. Dressed in a black t-shirt, jeans, and black leather jacket, he was the perfect picture of sex on legs. That Kate was a lucky girl to get him.
“Hey, man,” greeted Caleb, sidestepping Buffy, and shaking his friend's hand, having pulled a black jacket over his gray t-shirt. “Shall we get going?”
“Yeah, sure.” He grabbed Buffy's hand and led her over to a bight yellow motorcycle. “Hop on.”
“Woah!” Buffy ran her hand across the smooth surface. “Nice ride! New?”
“Yep,” he said, nodding and straddling the bike. “Just got it last year.” Buffy swung her leg over, molding her body to his, and smiled back at Caleb as he got on behind her. Clearly, the bike wasn't meant for three people, but they squeezed together, Buffy giving a small smirk as she was sandwiched between the two gorgeous boys. Wrapping her arms around Pogue's waist and feeling Caleb wrap his around her waist, she buried her face into Pogue's leather-clad back as he started the bike and sped out of the driveway. About fifteen minutes later, Pogue parked the bike and hopped off, offering Buffy a hand off. Taking his hand, she slid from the bike, looking around to see that they were standing near the edge of a cliff. Walking over to the edge, she peered down, seeing that it was at least a two hundred foot drop. Hearing a car approaching, she spun around to see a shiny, black SUV pull up next to Pogue's bike, and she hurried toward it, stopping when she reached the driver's side door.
“Buffy!” Tyler greeted, his face lighting up when he saw her. He was a year younger than the others but equally as gorgeous. He had short, messy, brown hair, a softer, more pretty-boy looking face, and and brilliant blue eyes. Slamming the door behind him, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her toward him, dropping a soft kiss on her cheek. “What brings you back here?” Buffy gave a small laugh as his arms tightened around her waist when she started to pull away.
“Oh, same old, same old. Saved the world and decided to come visit my favorite boys.” Giving her a small peck on the lips, he let her go, grabbing her hand and pulled her away from the car and toward the edge of the cliff.
“Hey boys,” he greeted, nodding at Pogue and Caleb. “How's it going?”
“Pretty good, man,” answered Pogue, giving Tyler a fist pound, both spreading their fingers on impact, simulating an explosion. Letting go of Tyler's hand, Buffy walked over to the edge, giving a small jolt as she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her and a muscled body mold itself to her back. Glancing up, she smiled when she saw Caleb looking down at her.
“'Sup, fellas?” Buffy turned to see Reid walking up to them. “Yo, Buffy!” he greeted as he spotted her, sauntering over to her and grabbing her hand, pulling her away from Caleb and dipping her, giving her a small kiss, eliciting a small giggle. Placing her back on feet, he gave her a grin before taking a step back to give her a once over. “Damn, girl. You look good! How long's it been?”
“Way too long, Reid.” Her eyes swept over his body, taking in the surfer-looking blond hair and defined cheekbones, his form-fitting jeans, white t-shirt, and black jacket thrown over a red sweatshirt. Buffy had to admit, she had always had a little crush on him. Maybe it was that bad boy thing, she thought as she remembered the various tattoos covering his well-muscled body.
“Where were you?” Tyler asked Reid, giving him an annoyed glare. “I stopped by to give you a lift.”
“Had things to do.” Buffy rolled her eyes at his vagueness, causing Caleb to give her an amused smirk. “How's the party?”
“Don't know,” answered Buffy, giving him a smile. “Just got here.”
“Well hell, boys.” He walked over to the edge, kicking off a few small rocks, and watching as they plummeted toward the ground. “Let's drop in.” Grabbing Buffy's hand, he pulled her so that her body was flush up against his. “Trust me?”
“Always,” she answered automatically, but she inwardly winced as she realized what he was going to do. Seeing his eyes go completely black, she buried her face in his neck, taking a deep breath. Sure, she was the Slayer and had faced more than most, but she wasn't the type of girl that jumped off two-hundred-feet cliffs for fun. Feeling him take a step forward, she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist, removing her face from the crook of his neck as his arms secured their grip on her waist.
“Ready?” She looked over at Caleb, who nodded, and gave Reid a nod of her own, tightening her grip as he jumped off the edge. Feeling her breath catch in her throat, she managed not to scream, locking her eyes with Reid's and giving him an excited smile, her long blond hair whipping around her head as they plummeted to the ground. A few seconds later, his feet hit the floor, causing her to slide down his body slightly as a result of an impact. After she unhooked her limbs, Ried dropped her to her feet, bringing a hand to her hair in an attempt to smooth it down. Laughing, Buffy closed her eyes as his hand abandoned her hair and moved to cup her cheek. Opening her eyes as the ground shook, she saw that the other three had landed behind them. Turning away from her friends, Buffy took in the sight of several bonfires, a stage from which the DJ was controlling the music, and a large mass of people, talking and dancing in small groups. Grabbing her hand, Tyler pulled her forward toward the party, leading her over a small hill and in the direction of two girls.
“Hey, Kate,” Caleb greeted, and Buffy stepped out from behind Reid to get a better look at her. So this was Pogue's new girlfriend. Buffy shrugged mentally. She was pretty: long, straight dark hair, smooth, tanned skin, a beautiful smile. Looking to Kate's left, she noticed a pale, girl with her long blond hair pulled back into a messy bun and dressed in a midriff-baring sweater and short jean miniskirt. Inwardly raising an eyebrow at the girl's revealing attire, she turned her attention back to the conversation. Kate had stepped forward and now had her arms wrapped around Pogue's waist, giggling as he dropped a soft kiss on her lips.
“I know, I had family thing,” Pogue was saying. “Who's this?” Buffy looked back toward the pretty blond, wanting to know who she was as well.
“My new roommate.” Kate pointed at the boys as she started to introduce them. “Sarah, this is Pogue Parry,” ‒ he gave Sarah a nod before turning his attention back to his girlfriend ‒ “Tyler Simms” ‒ Tyler gave her a small wave ‒ “Reid-...” She was cut off as Reid stepped forward, giving Sarah's hand a kiss.
“Garwin. Reid Garwin. Good evening.” He paused, and Buffy rolled her eyes, laughing softly at his obvious attraction for her. He stepped back, throwing his arm around Caleb's shoulder. “You know, Sarah's my grandmother's name. You kind of remind me of he-...”
“Caleb Danvers,” Caleb interrupted, nudging Reid's arm away and stepping forward, offering a hand that she willingly shook. “And you don't bring my grandmother to mind in any way.”
“Sarah,” she greeted, giving him a bright smile.
“Hey,” Kate greeted, giving Buffy a curious look. “I'm Kate. I don't believe we've met.”
“Oh, sorry,” Caleb took Buffy's hand a led her to the front of the group. “Kate, Sarah, this is Buffy.”
“Hey guys,” Buffy smiled and gave the two girls a small wave. She was extremely protective of her boys, but they seemed like good people, so she decided to play nice.
“Buffy, nice to meet you. I've heard a lot bout you.” Kate smiled at her and gestured up at Pogue.
“Really?” She cocked an eyebrow at Pogue, and he shrugged, pretending that he had no idea what his girlfriend was talking about.
“You're pretty much all they talk about,” Kate said, laughing at the surprised look on Buffy's face.
“All good things, I hope!” Buffy gave her a laugh of her own, and Kate nodded with a smile. However, before she could say anything else, a snobby looking girl with frizzy brown hair and a fur-trimmed sweater nudged her aside, seriously invading her personal space, and stopping in front of Caleb.
“Hi, Caleb,” she greeted him with a smile. Buffy cocked an eyebrow and turned back to look at Tyler who rolled his eyes. Apparently this girl had a thing for Caleb that wasn't being reciprocated.
“Kira,” he greeted with a nod. His gaze flicked over to Buffy's, which she took that as a 'get me out of here!' look.
“How was your summer?” She batted her eyelashes at him, and he shifted, clearly uncomfortable.
“Uhhh...” However, before he could answer, and before Buffy could take the attention off of him, Kira turned her back on them.
“I'm Kira.” She spun around gave a small, tight smile as Sarah introduced herself. She continued to ignore Buffy, and she didn't know whether to be offended or relieved, but as Kira kept talking, she settled on relieved. “Oh, right. From the Boston public.” She paused, raising an eyebrow at the blond. Then, she continued in the voice of the rich, spoiled girl that Buffy had pegged her as. “Tell me, how does one go about getting into Spencer from a public?”
“Hey, you'd better watch your mouth,” Buffy said in a low voice, narrowing her eyes. She made to walk up to the girl, but Tyler grabbed her arm, shaking his head. She could have easily broken out of his hold, but she stayed where she was, settling on glaring at the girl.
“Why don't you give it a rest, Kira?” Caleb asked, raising a hand in Buffy's direction to tell her to let him handle it. However, before he could get another word in, a tall boy with long wavy brown hair, the very picture of a jock in his letterman's jacket, shoved Caleb aside and walked over to Kira's side.
“Why don't you give it a rest?” he asked, getting all up in Caleb's face. Tyler tightened his grip on her arm, and Buffy gave him a look, and he dropped his hand, giving her a small smile.
“I don't want any trouble, Aaron,” Caleb stated, raising his hands in front of him in a gesture of surrender. Buffy eyed the boy suspiciously, knowing that he wasn't just going to leave it at that.
“I'm sure you don't.” Aaron took a step toward Caleb, and Buffy took a step forward to counter his. Caleb reached down and placed a hand on her stomach, telling her to stand down. Buffy opened her mouth to offer a witty retort, but was interrupted by Aaron's friend who had appeared behind him.
“These posers make me want to puke.”
“Is that right?” Reid asked, lunging forwards, ready to jump on the guy.
“Woah!” Buffy stepped in front of him, placing her hands on his chest to still his movement. “Let it go,” she whispered, pushing him back slightly.
“I think you owe Kira an apology.” Buffy turned around, her hands still planted firmly on Reid's chest, only to see Caleb smirking and pointing from Kira to Sarah.
“Actually, I think it's Kira who owes Sarah the apology.” Sarah smirked but jumped back when Aaron took a step forward, shoving Caleb back a few paces. Suddenly, another boy with short, wavy brown hair, green eyes, and a defined jawline appeared between Chase and Aaron, holding his hands up.
“Sorry, but you were being kind of bitchy,” he said turning toward Kira. Looking up into Reid's face, she saw tell-tale fire race across his eyes irises and gave him a warning look.
“Reid...” But it was done. A second later, Aaron's friend doubled over and a stream of vomit poured from his mouth. “Agh!” Reid wrapped his arms around her waist, yanking her out of the stream as the others jumped back to avoid it.
“Alright guys,” the DJ called over the speakers. “Joe just called, he said he saw three cop cars headed this way on Oakdale road!” Chaos broke out as everyone fled the scene, wanting to get away before the cops showed up.
“Let's go, boys,” called Reid, taking Buffy by the hand and pulling her away from the crowd. A few minutes later, Buffy found herself walking through a forest along with the rest of the party.
“Hey, nice going back there,” said Caleb, shaking the unknown boy's hand. “Caleb.”
“Chase.” He gestured in the direction of the party. “Thought that that guy and I were going to go at it. That guy's puking really came at an opportune moment.”
“Didn't it, though?” Reid gloated, giving Caleb a smirk, before sending Buffy a wink and letting her hand go, walking away.
“Chase,” Chase introduced himself, giving her a charming smile. “I don't believe we've met.”
“Buffy.” He took her hand in his and kissed it, making Buffy smile an blush slightly at the attention. Giving him a wave, she looked back to see Tyler standing behind her, and he took her hand, leading her to his SUV. Buffy blinked, not understanding how his car ended up here after he had parked it on top of the cliff.
“What? How-...” She glanced over at Tyler, and he gave her a wink before opening the door for her. Sliding across the black leather seat and chalking the appearance of Tyler's car up to magic, she scooted to the middle as Caleb got in on her left and Pogue got in on her right.
“Bye,” she heard Sarah call through Caleb's open door, and he gave her a wave. Buffy reached over and grabbed her seatbelt, securing it with a small click and leaned back, resting her head on Caleb's shoulder. He smiled down at her and dropped a small kiss on the top of her head, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.
“Sarah wants you, man,” she heard Pogue tell Caleb, practically hearing the smirk in his voice. Buffy closed her eyes and let out a small sigh, the jet lag finally catching up with her.
“That's bullshit!” Buffy opened her eyes to see Reid looking over the back of his seat, giving Pogue a glare. Buffy rolled her eyes, knowing that the two boys were going to fight tooth and nail to get Sarah into their beds.
“No now,” Pogue scolded. “Don't be jealous, Reid.”
“You alright?” asked Caleb, seeing Buffy's loss of energy. She nodded, snuggling closer, smiling as he tightened his grip around her shoulders.
“Mmmm... just tired.”
“My car won't start!” Buffy looked out the window, seeing that Sarah had opened her door and was yelling over at them.
“Hop in with us!” Tyler suggested, but she shook her head, looking back at Kate before responding.
“I can't just leave it here!”
“I can fix it for you,” Reid called back, but Caleb gave him a look.
“Reid, don't.” Caleb lunched forward, causing Buffy to jolt up, trying to grab Reid before he got out of the car. However, Reid moved out of reach and gave him a smirk before opening the door.
“It's not over yet, boys.” he jumped out of the car, walking around it and over to Sarah's car, lifting and propping open the hood. He looked over at Tyler's car and showing the flash of fire in his eyes before turning back to the car and staring at the engine, quickly closing the hood when he was done. “Try it again,” he yelled at Sarah and the engine roared to life, eliciting screams of gratitude from the two girls. Hearing the loud screeching of a police siren, Reid gave Sarah one last smirk before bolting toward the SUV, opening the driver's side door and nudging Tyler to the side. “Gotta bolt, move over.”
“It's my car!” Tyler protested, not wanting anyone else to drive his new car.
“Move over, baby boy! Now!” Pogue yelled from the back seat, and Reid continued to shove him until he was sitting in the passenger's seat. As the police car drew closer, Reid looked back and shot them a grin, before letting out a whoop and slamming his foot down on the gas, sending them shooting through the woods. Buffy let out a loud scream as he took a sharp turn, narrowly missing crashing into a tree, but relaxed as the boys around her started to laugh and shout excitedly. Seeing the police car gaining on them, Caleb looked behind them, letting out a sigh.
“Ugh, you gotta pull over.”
“Oh, you wanna stop?” called Reid over his shoulder, not lightening the pressure of his foot on the gas. “That'll impress Harvard.” Caleb was silent for a second, debating whether or not he was going to go along with this.
“Guys... don't...” Buffy warned, looking from Pogue to Caleb. However, it was no use. They had already made up their minds. “Guys, no!”
“Alright, what the hell,” decided Caleb, shrugging and effectively ignoring Buffy's protests. “Loose 'em. Cut across Marblehead. Let's have some fun while we're at it.”
“Alright, boys, let's party.” Reid pressed his foot further down on the pedal and the car sped up, and Buffy closed her eyes and shook her head, slightly frustrated, yet somewhat amused, at their recklessness. Pogue placed a hand on her knee and squeezed it reassuringly before joining in on his friend's yells and whoops.
“Step on it, Reid, let's go!” Tyler, Pogue, and Caleb turned around to watch as they sped away from the cop car, but Buffy continued to look forward, wondering what they were up to. Suddenly, Reid drove the SUV over a jump, and the car flew into the air and slammed into the ground a few seconds later, causing the boys to call out excitedly and Buffy to grab both Caleb and Pogue's knees for support. However, after that, Buffy let herself relax, knowing that she could trust these boys with her life, simply happy that she was in the position to enjoy things like this with them. She was the Slayer after all. She had participated in much more dangerous things than a car chase with four magically-inclined teenagers. Letting an amused laugh tumble from her lips, she looked out the window, noticing that the previous scenery of dense trees had given way to a large, open space. Hearing a loud horn sound, which Buffy took as the cop's way of saying 'Stop! There's a cliff in front of you!' she smiled and shook her head, having guessed what they were up to.
“Alright, guys,” said Reid, looking over his shoulder at Caleb and Pogue and giving Buffy a quick wink before turning back toward the front of the car. “You ready?” Caleb seemed to hesitate, but Pogue turned toward him, giving him a look.
“Come on, Caleb. It's going to take all of us.” Nodding, he took Buffy's hand in his before looking forward, his eyes turning completely black. Looking to her right, she saw that Pogue's eyes were black as well, and instinctively closed her eyes, knowing what was coming.
“Harry potter can kiss my ass!” Reid yelled as he slammed his foot on the gas, sending them flying over the edge. Buffy continued to squeeze her eyes shut, feeling her Slayer senses go haywire at the collective use of magic. They continued to fly though the air for a second before stopping. Buffy cracked one eye open and looked out the window, seeing only blackness, before the car plummeted back to the ground, landing behind the police car and almost causing her to fall into Pogue's lap. Rolling her eyes amusedly as they screamed and yelled, clearly mocking the policemen who had gotten out of their car and were looking at them in shock. Laughing as Reid backed up the car and swung it around, Buffy leaned her head against Caleb's shoulder once again and shut her eyes, completely content that she was one again with her best friends. A short while later, the SUV pulled to a stop and Caleb nudged her, causing her to look out the window and see Pogue's bright yellow bike. “Buffy, you got a place to crash? Cause if you don't I'll gladly offer you my bed.” Buffy laughed as Reid shot her a suggestive smirk.
“Nah, I'm staying with Caleb. But thanks for the offer, I'm sure it came right from the goodness of your heart.”
“You know it, babe.” She leaned into the front seat to give both Tyler and Reid a quick peck on the lips before sliding out of the car and walking over to the motorcycle. Climbing on behind Pogue, she wrapped her arms around his waist, feeling Caleb assume his previous position behind her. Sighing happily as he placed his chin on her shoulder and wrapped his arms around her, Buffy closed her eyes, leaning against the soft leather of Pogue's jacket. Opening her eyes once they reached Caleb's front gate, she felt the weight pressing into her back lift as Caleb dismounted the bike before helping her off.
“Thanks for the ride,” he said to Pogue, doing that special handshake thing where they simulate an explosion with their fingers.
“Alright, take it easy,” Pogue responded, pulling Buffy into a tight hug. “Bye, Buffy.” She gave him a wave, taking a step backward toward Caleb.
“I'll see you later, man.” He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, giving Pogue one last wave before leading her to the front door. Extracting his key, he unlocked the door, nudging her inside before shutting it behind him and taking off his jacket, leading her toward the stares. They were almost half way up the first flight before a soft voice called out from the sitting room. Looking back, Caleb gave her a small smile and enveloped her in a hug. “Hey, go on upstairs, alright? I'll see you in the morning. Get some sleep.”
“Okay,” Buffy answered, giving him a smile before making her way up the stairs and down the corridor to her room. Opening the door, she peeled off her jacket, boots, and jeans, dropping them onto a chair by the bed, and walked into the bathroom where she quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face. Reentering the bedroom, she pulled her tank top over her head and undid her bra, walking over to the closet and pulling out a black t-shirt. Pulling it over her head, she turned off the light and climbed into bed, letting herself sink into the mattress, closing her eyes and letting sleep overtake her.
Buffy's eyes snapped open, and she and she bolted upright, gasping, as she felt a pulse of energy flow through her body. It was the kind of feeling she got when one of the boys used his magic, but this was different... stronger. Usually she only felt a small twinge, but this one was big enough to shock her out of a deep sleep. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed and wincing slightly as her feet made contact with the cool wooden floor, she walked over to the door, opening it and tiptoeing across the hall to Caleb's room. Quietly opening his door, she stepped in, closing it behind her.
“Caleb?” He sat up, and even in the darkness, Buffy could see that he was shaken up about something.
“Hey, c'mere.” He gestured toward the bed, and Buffy walked over, feeling his eyes sweep over her, taking in her tight, black t-shirt and boy-cut blue panties, and jumped up and sitting cross-legged on the end of his bed. “Did you feel it?”
“Yeah,” she said, nodding. “What was that? I mean, I usually feel it a bit when you guys use, but this was... different.” He nodded, gesturing for her to come closer, and she obliged, sliding in beneath the sheets and leaning back against the headboard.
“I know. I've never felt it before. It must have been something big.” He reached up and dragged her further down the bed, wrapping his arms around her and holding her body close to his. They had often shared a bed growing up, but this time it was different. Both of them knew it, but both of them tried their best to ignore it. Buffy closed her eyes, quickly pushing all x-rated thoughts away and cuddling closer to him.
“It had to have been Reid,” he stated, his warm breath tickling Buffy's ear.
“How do you know?” He shrugged, and settled his face into the back of Buffy's neck, his nose grazing the sensitive skin located there.
“Just have a feeling.” He made no move to kick her out of her bed, so she made herself comfortable, quickly falling asleep wrapped in his comforting embrace.
Well, that's chapter one! For some reason, this Buffy seems to be a bit out of character, but I hope you guys like it anyways! Even if you don't, I want to finish the story anyways, so you might be stuck with it! =) Drop me a review and let me know what you think!