I don't own BTVS or Pirates of the Caribbean, sad but true :(
Anya lay on the wheel deck of the Black Pearl, soaking in the warm rays of the Caribbean sun until a shadow blocked it out. Opening one eye, she settled her gaze on Giles.
"Hello, Ripper," she greeted brightly, sitting up. "Did you find the books you were looking for?"
"I did," he replied, taking a seat beside the former demon.
"So, have you figured out where we are?"
Giles, or Ripper as he was called once more, reached for glasses that were no longer there before dropping his hand to his side.
"Well, according to the spell I found, we are in a dimension incredibly similar to our own, merely in the past."
"Oh," she said, tugging the hem of her shirt down to cover her tanned stomach as the other men began boarding the ship. "Does... does that mean you can get us back?"
Giles was silent for a moment, staring out at the blue, blue ocean and listening to the sounds of general chaos coming from the port side town. Ethan would have loved this place, even if they didn't have the amenities they had grown accustomed to, it being the past and all.
"Do you want to go back?" he asked at length. "I thought you rather enjoyed being the Captain's lady?"
Anya laughed at the roguish grin he sent her way.
"Jack is very good in bed," she replied. "And the treasure is nice, even though it's not exactly come by honestly. I was really getting the hang of capitalism back home, but I'm sure I could have a very good life here."
She trailed off and looked to the ex-Watcher.
"What about you? Do you want to stay?"
"I wouldn't mind staying, really," Giles confessed. "What man hasn't dreamed of being a pirate at one time or another?"
He grinned again then sobered.
"I just... It would be easier if I knew what happened to Buffyand the others, if they're safe and happy."
"Yeah," she agreed. "I mean, I really like Jack, don't get me wrong, but ... I kind of miss Xander. I'm sure he's fine, where ever he is. I just wish I knew for sure."
"Wish granted," a cheery female voice chirped. "Isn't that what you always said?"
"Good Lord," Giles said, standing. "Cordelia?"
Then he caught sight of her companion.
The vampire nodded his acknowledgment, a smile curving his lips as he took in their surroundings.
"That's a new look," he said, indicating Giles' clothes.
Giles chuckled, once again reaching for glasses that weren't there.
"What are you doing here, Angel? How?"
It was Cordelia who answered.
"Didn't you hear? I'm all Higher-Power girl now, totally freelance. Figured They owed me one."
"We need your help," Angel said without preamble. "It's the First."
"Dear Lord! We didn't defeat it?"
"I'm afraid not. When the Hellmouth blew, everyone left there, including the First, was sucked into different dimensions and Wes figures that it's only a matter of time before It finds a way to bleed the worlds together. We're not really sure where It is but Cordelia says that we need everyone who was there at the end to stop It."
"Jeez, Angel," Cordelia said. "Take a breath."
He ducked his head but grinned at her nonetheless.
"We need you guys to come back with us," he finished.
"And I wonder, silently and to myself," Jack's voice sounded. "Just what sort of man boards another man's ship without so much as a by-your-leave, with designs to steal away the first man's lady fair to parts unknown when the second man has such a bonny, albeit, oddly dressed lass all his own?"
Anya smiled and stood, quickly making her way to the pirate's side.
"Jack," she said. "This is Angel and the woman in white is Cordelia. They're some of the people I told you about. Remember?"
"I seem to recall," he replied, studying the two.
"They're friends," she stressed the last word.
"Angel is more of an acquaintance, actually," Giles cut in earning himself a frown from the vamp in question.
"Is he now?" Jack asked. "This would be the vampire then?"
"I've never met a vampire before," he said, invading Angel's personal space and circling him as he spoke. "Cursed pirates, Davy Jones, and a former demon, but not a current one."
Jack stopped in front of Angel, his head cocked to one side.
"Tell me," he said. "What's it like to live forever?"