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This story is No. 2 in the series "Hunting the Night". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Buffy has had an odd visitor. and she's baaack, now she needs the Slayer's help. Xander needs Buffy too, but for far different reasons! A team of heroes has been assembled, God help them.

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Literature > Vampire/Supernatural > Dracula
Multiple Crossings > Buffy-Centered
ArjaiHFR183865,43702927,08817 Nov 082 May 09Yes

Chapter Seven: Gangs All Here


Disclaimer: Xander, Buffy, and anyone or anything else that pertains to BtVS belongs to Joss Whedon. Dracula belongs to the estate of Bram Stoker, or Francis Ford Coppola, or someone I think.
Larry Talbot, the Frankenstein Monster, and some others may belong to Universal Pictures.
NCIS belongs to Bellisarius Productions, and CBS.
Ghostrider belongs to Marvel Comics, Dimension Films, Crystal Sky Entertainment, Columbia Pictures, and Sony (Whew!), and was played to perfection by Nicholas Cage!
This Disclaimer is getting longer than some Chapters I’ve read!
OCs belong to me, and as always I remain…the man behind the curtain.
“Spoken Word”
*Private Thought*
#Mental Communication#

Chapter Seven: Gangs All Here

Song: Gangs All Here
Artists: Dropkick Murphys 1999

Hail, hail,
the gangs all here.
leave your worries at the door boy,
they're not going anywhere
hail, hail the gang's all here
when the going gets tough,
I know my friends will still be there.

“Drusilla?” Buffy said half unbelieving. “If I ever see Whistler again…grrr…I’ll have a new paperweight, and a new hat, and maybe I'll use his head as a wall ornament!!!!!”

“I’m not who I was, Slayer. I’ve got my soul back, and my mind is mostly clear. I’m not the crazy
bitch I used to be, well mostly not anyway.”

“I can still predict some things accurately, well most of the time; sometimes it gets a bit sticky, but not real often.” Drusilla looked, almost like a living human, dressed in a silky looking summer dress of pale blue…almost. “Kitten, please look in my eyes, you can tell if I’m lying, and if I am you can stake me easy.” She held her arms out wide and waited for Xander's verdict.

Xander looked deep into the vampiress' eyes carefully. He turned and looked at Buffy, “what do you sense Buff.”

“Vampire, but not evil, not real evil, more like someone who’s trying to reform. Kinda like Faith,” she wasn’t real happy about it, but she wasn’t ready to slay Drusilla out of hand just yet either.

“Yeah,” said her lover, “that’s kinda what I’m getting too.” Turning to Drusilla he said, “And don’t call me Kitten! Crazy Dru called me Kitten; if you’re not her you can call me Xander. Ok?”

“If that’s what you want Kitten, I will.” Drusilla said mischievously. Xander just rolled his eyes, and half grinned.
Suddenly her eyes became unfocused, and her voice took on a dreamy sing song quality, “The stars have shown me silly things, Not-my-Spike with not-my-Mummy, and not-my-Daddy, and crazy Drusilla, but not-me-Drusilla. How can that be? There’s a mean yellow man dressed in a red gown, a nasty handsome leech with a taste for children, and a big growly vicious grey puppy. Oooo there’s old not-my-Heinrich still with fruit punch mouth, but you dusted him, and smashed him to paste, didn’t you?” she blinked. “There’s a big evil kitty lightning fast and big as a car, and an ugly thing from India with snaggle teeth who likes to eat people he has lots of faces, but they're all false. They’ve got lots more evil thingies helping that the named ones think they lead them, but The White Death knows better. The White Death leads all, and they just dance to his tune like rats in a fire. They’re waiting for us, you know, just for us, and all our friends, even the burning skull! They've planned a party for the Redeemed, but we're invited too!”
Abruptly she ceased speaking and promptly fainted. Xander picked her up and carried her into Dawn’s old bedroom. He laid her gently on the bed, for some reason he liked her. He didn't really trust her yet, but as evil, and cruel as she had been she had never harmed him personally, even when he was in her power.

Once Drusilla was ensconced there. Xander decided to look around for any other surprises Whistler may have left. He discovered that a three day supply of fresh pig’s blood was in the refrigerator, thanks to the PTB.
The current inhabitants of the apartment weren’t exactly under an armed truce, but for the first 24 hours almost felt like it, though Drusilla did her best to play nice, and Buffy restrained her natural tendencies. Slowly, however, all three of the inhabitants began to accept one another. On the second day Xander went, by taxi, to the airport to pick up Connor, and when they returned they found Buffy and Drusilla sitting on the couch laughing and trading old Spike and Angel stories, and discussing shoe styles through the ages in a most friendly manner. When the boys walked in, the girls took one look at Connor’s face and the giggling started all over again.

Oz showed up next in an airport limo. He was wearing a floppy yellow hat, a thick false black beard, and mirrored wrap-around sunglasses. “Groupies,” he explained, “can’t be too carefully.” Then he said “Hi Drusilla, “as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Next the apartment was invaded by the NCIS team. Gibbs sat down in the huge brown leather lounge chair in the living room and Xander brought him an extra large cup of strong coffee, and an unopened bottle of Jack Daniels. This endeared him to Gibbs, as much as it was possible to do so without being his buddy Abby.
Cousin Abby sat down with Buffy and gave her the shovel speech. Beginning with “Listen here Missy! Slayer or not if you hurt my cousin Xander, or break his heart…” and going on from there, ending with, "and remember I'm probably the only person in the world who could do all that, and not leave any forensic evidence!"
Ducky jokingly tried to get Drusilla to let him perform a hands on physical exam, much to Gibbs amusement, explaining that he may be old, but he wasn’t dead yet. She in turn explained that she may be dead, but that she rarely let that stop her from enjoying the pleasures life offered! Drusilla truly loved the attention, and the two sat down to trade old war stories.
Ziva started to talk to Connor about various choke holds, intricate knife work and how best to kill a person without leaving traces of themselves, and developed a budding friendship based on common interests.

Everything came to a halt though when the sound of a large American motorcycle shattered the residential street’s relative quiet.
Xander shouted, “Buff, my surprise team member is here!”
Soon after that announcement, he opened the door to a tall, slim man, in his mid-thirties with slicked back hair, dressed in black leather motorcycle gear.

“Ta Da!” Xander beamed, rubbing his hands together.

“Johnny Blaze, this is my fantastically beautiful, wonderful, and my I add exciting fiancée Buffy Anne Summers…Buffy this is the famous, death defying, stunt rider, and supernatural bounty hunter Johnny Blaze.” He proudly announced.

The room became deathly quiet. Connor, Gibbs, and Ziva frowned, Ducky’s eyebrow shot up, Abby grinned, and Oz cocked his head to one side.

The first to speak, however, was Drusilla. She gracefully walked over and leaned seductively against the handsome motorcycle stuntman.

“I’ve got a soul don’t wanna lose it, you got the stare please don’t use it," she sang. Then she spoke "he bears the curse, bears it still in defiance of the darkness that gave the power, and the fury, and the darkness hates him for it. This the Fiery Champion of the Innocent now joins the Protector of Mankind.” Slowly she looked around the room, her eyes glazed over, “stand we together now as we must, as the stars foretold. The Slayer Prime, White Knight, and Black Knight, the Just Warrior, The Bright Star of David, the Destroyer, She Who Seeks the Hidden, The Advocate of the Dead, the Minstrel Wolf, and lastly the Blighted Innocent join we to hold back the darkness once more. Though we face Hell itself we shall join the Repentant Damned in their quest, their Nighthunt.” She abruptly came back to herself, and smiled coyly, “Methinks Miss Edith will regret not joining us!”

The day passed slowly. Dinner was concocted of whatever Buffy had on hand (not much except some pasta noodles, and an old can of tomato sauce), and fresh vegetables, breads, and meats that Abby, and Ziva picked up from the various markets in the area. Ziva seemed to know the Campo de' Fiori area of Rome, and the market square of Piazza Farnese, quite well.

Abby got both Oz and Johnny to autograph a tee-shirt for her, and then got the idea for everyone to sign it as a memento of the team’s formation. Everyone including the taciturn Gibbs (who secretly could not deny anything for his surrogate daughter) signed it for her.

When it came to bedding down for the night Oz took Gibbs, Ducky, Ziva, and Connor to the hotel where he had made reservations. Abby was happy to share a room with Drusilla, but warned her that midnight snacking, with her as the snack was right out! Johnny Blaze took the couch, but slipped out shortly after dark, returning just after dawn. Buffy did get a glimpse of the Ghost Rider when he left much to her dismay. Xander, with a huge smile on his face, shared Buffy’s bed of course.

Though a meeting time had not been arranged everyone showed up at the apartment at roughly the same time. Abby still looked very tired. It seems that she and Dru had spent the night talking about vampirism, and forensics. Each had explained their subject, and both had shown interest. Abby also showed Drusilla her tattoos, and Dru had obligingly showed Abby hers. Dru was interested in actually learning forensics from Abby and Ducky.
It was then that Drusilla almost reluctantly told Abby something else she had seen concerning the forensic scientist. “When we arrive you must seek out the Voodoo Queen. She has much to teach you, much that you should know about yourself, and your family’s past. You must learn it all. Your destiny is written in the stars, and your power in the other realm is great. Trust her, her past leads to your future.”
Abby mulled this over in her mind, and then said, “Are you always this cryptic?”
Dru just smiled enigmatically, and nodded happily!
Strangely mixed sub-teams were unconsciously forming.
Oz, Gibbs, and Johnny tended to gravitate to one another, and though little was said among them, what was said was always terse and to the point.
Buffy, Connor, and Ziva joined forces. Actually sparring as much as the room would allow.
Drusilla, Abby, and Ducky worked well together, discussing both forensics, and vampirism.
Xander stayed mostly with Buffy’s group, but acted as a liaison among all three groups, binding them together. When it came to organizing and planning Gibbs nature, experience, and abilities came to the fore. Buffy may be the Battle Leader, but the old Marine was a plotter, and planner extraordinaire! Ducky, Abby, and Drusilla would be acting as the clue finders, often seeing things that others missed. Drusilla with her vampire strength, and speed could also act as the bodyguard for the two scientists as well.
Under Buffy’s combat leadership Oz, Johnny, Connor, and Ziva would act as the strike force, with Xander, and Gibbs performing necessary backup, and clandestine duties.

Planning went on through brunch (too late for breakfast, too early for lunch) and an early dinner. After all of the plans were made it was acknowledged by everyone that all of it may just go out the proverbial window once they reached the other dimension. Mina and her band of merry monsters may have other and even better ideas. Plans as Gibbs said rarely survive the first engagement anyway.

Seven forty-five p.m. Buffy took the gold coin in her hand, faced the windowed wall of the huge living room and said, “Mina.”

A shimmering silver edged portal opened, singly and some times in pairs the team members walked through, Buffy took Xander’s hand, she kissed him, and they entered the portal last of all.

(Author’s Note:)
I’m baaaack! Atlanta was cold and rainy, but I got to see my sons, and fun was had by all! Saw Twilight, The Hulk, Iron Man, and Hellboy II. Not Bad-At-All, Good, Excellent, and Outstanding in that order.
Concerning this tale the next chapters should be fun to write. Though I will not be using POV or First Person telling exclusively the rest of this story will likely have some of both. Sorry, but that is going to be the best way to get through the story with all of the planned plot twists, locations, and multiple characters involve. I do not plan ANY character bashing. All bashing will be reserved for the Big Bads, who probably do not shower regularly or use mouth wash.
Love to all!
ArjaiH (RJH)
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