Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me. Unfortunately.
“Hey Wills” Xander called, “think you can find my girls and I a new assignment? They’re getting bored.”
Willow looked up with terror on her face. “B-b-bored?” she questioned in a trembling voice. “I’ll start looking right now.” She jumped up from the table and ran quickly over to the computer to begin frantically hitting keys.
Xander looked at her in amusement, “You can finish your lunch first Will, it’s not like they’re going to do anything-”
Willow cut him off. “Xander, the last time your girls were bored they started an international incident and nearly a war with that sheik. I don’t want them starting anything here… I like living in Rio. I don’t want the council to be banned from another country…especially the one I happen to live in.”
“How were we supposed to know the Sheik had demon bodyguards? I mean, you have a single human surrounded by four Fyarl demons…looked like badness waiting to happen to the girls. I mean you don’t exactly see Fyarl’s walking down the street every day you know. And they-” he was cut off again.
“I know Xan, and I don’t really blame them.” Here Willow turned to glare at him. “I blame you. If you had just read the report I sent on the area, before you took the girls there for a vacation, then you would have known. You have been reading them since, right?”
“Jeez Will. Put away the resolve face. I promised you and Giles and Buffy and Dawnie and everyone else I would read every word of them…” Xander looked at her and debated trying the sad puppy eyes, but she had already turned her focus back to the computer.
“Why don’t you take your girls out for a night on the town. I should have some options for you to choose from by tonight.” Came the distracted answer from Willow.
“OK. So there’s actually not a lot of things to choose from right now. We have a possible uprising in Siberia, though Illiana thinks her group can probably handle that with only 3 or 4 more girls. And we have a request from the President. There’s a military group in Colorado that has discovered how to use a Chappa’ai and seem to have bitten off more than they can chew. They would love to have a full time slayer team, or even just some on staff to help train their people in hand to hand.” Willow trailed off, then took a deep breath. “The other option is to split you up. I know the six of you work well together, but we really don’t have much need for a team that large anymore..”
Xander interrupted before she could go on to list the separate assignments available. “We don’t want to split up Wills.” He turned to look at his girls. A quick raised eyebrow and he got five firm nods and a smirk in response. “I guess we’re going to Colorado.”
AN: OK. So apparently my computer got hungry cause it ate the next two chapters of this story. Between work and school I don't know when I will have the chance to rewrite them so it may be awhile.