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Summary: An unexpected reunion between the Scoobies and the Fang gang reveals something wrong with Xander.

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Chapter 13

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An Unnatural Scent - Chapter 13

"Right," Buffy said nodding as she looked back at Area 51 as they drove away.

Everyone but Wesley, who was driving, looked as Buffy expectedly.

"Let's have Willow contact the President. I don't doubt we could totally fight our way in but we'd still have to find what we're looking for. Let's just call in one of the favors the government owes us."

Spike resisted the urge to bang his head on his seat. Sometimes he wondered about Buffy. She'd really sounded like she had a plan plan for a second there.

"Alright," Wesley agreed. He was rather impressed with how much more sensible Buffy had become since high school. He just would have preferred her to have decided that before seeing how well armed the place was. Although he could understand her dislike of guns since he too had been shot in the recent past. He was pretty sure the guards on duty hadn't believed their lost in the dark story either. He was certain that the guy in the security booth had called something to run a check on them while the other guy gave them direction to Roswell. Wesley spared a moment to wonder if the staff at Area 51 slept on base, it was going to be a long drive. If they'd planned ahead they would probably be inside Area 51 right now. As it was they were going to have to suffer through a Buffy/Willow phone call which would mean everyone having to deal with learning all the latest gossip. Illyria would need to go hunting as soon as they arrived in town. She, like Angel and Spike, could hear both sides of the conversation. Wesley once again thanked God he had normal hearing.

Wesley was indeed proved correct as they pulled into the motel parking lot. Buffy finally hanging up with Dawn, who'd stolen the phone from Willow about 10 minutes into the conversation, who'd passed on the message that they had an appointment in the morning towards the end of the very long conversation. Willow was very efficient.

Angel was the first one out of the car, listening to Dawn talk about his son romantically was perhaps one of the most disturbing things that had happened to him, and considering his life, or undeath if you prefer, that's really saying something. Right now he'd be willing to spar with Illyria as long as he got the pictures out of his head.

Spike stretched as he considered his options. First he could go hunting with the others, though he knew from last time that there really wasn't much of a nightlife in Roswell. Second he could sleep and rest up, not something that was really necessary since it had already been decided that he and Angel would remain behind because of the whole lack of body heat, heartbeats, etc. They weren't to tell Area 51 about the supernatural and they didn't want to be mistaken for some weird new alien species. They didn't know what kind of sensors they might have after all. Spike wasn't even sure he liked the idea of Illyria going with them, though she had gotten much better at blending in with humans, as long as she remained with Wesley or Spike who could cover for her errors. Or his third option, being with Buffy, who he had gotten rather attached to, tomorrow would be the first time they'd been parted for more than a few hours since they'd started the journey over three months ago. Yeah he was going to go with option three.

"Oy!" Spike exclaimed as he found himself standing outside with Angel and Illyria. "I picked option three!"

Wesley frowned at him, he didn't want to know. "I need to sleep so I'm ready for tomorrow, so does Buffy. So you get the job of making sure they don't go overboard."

"Hey!" Angel glared at Wesley.

Spike hung his head for a moment wishing it wasn't true. "I hate babysitting duty," he grumbled while making a point of pointing at Angel when he wasn't looking to pacify Illyria.

End – Chapter 13


Wow… I haven't written anything in over 2 months and it had only been one-shots in the 4 months before that. So it's been 6 months since I worked on this story or any of my other existing stories. I blame my anime club because they got me back into Korean pop music which led me to getting hooked into Asian dramas. I've got a couple of stories stuck in my head but I refuse to write anything new but the occasional one-shot until I finish some of my existing stories. I really intended to work on The Founding yet somehow it's this story that I was inspired to work on.
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