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Summary: When it comes to watchers, Buffy considers two too many. Three's a pain.

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Highlander > Giles-CenteredAnnadelFR1888,39401011,2211 Aug 092 Aug 11No

Well, it wasn’t for the amenities.

Author’s Note: Wow, more than a year has passed since I last updated this fic! Sorry about that. I’ve been busy with the cookbook I published in November, and I’ve been working on polishing my first original novel and starting my own business. Now the business is up and running and the novel is in the process of being serially published through my website now and available to read free online until well after it’s completed and made available in paperback. And I hope to be able to finish off my incomplete fics while Right of Succession is being published.



The day was a long one for Elise. Guilt over her harsh words to Rupert had kept her stomach in knots, and she wasn’t looking forward to informing the slayer of her Immortal status. Secrecy was her safety net; her life’s blood. It was bad enough Rupert and his lady friend knew, but he was right. Better to tell them now than to have a pissed off slayer on her hands down the road.

She pushed the library door open to find the three teens already seated around the central table.

“So,” Xander began. “What brings you to our hellish little burg?”

“I overheard some of the ‘active’ watchers talking about rumors the younger half of the Scourge of Europe was heading to Sunnydale,” Elise answered, watching Rupert as he left his office and rounded the counter. “It didn’t sound like they were planning on passing this bit of information along, so I thought I’d look into it. Something came up that evening, making it necessary for my husband and me to leave Paris, so we decided to make a stopover in Sunnydale and warn you ourselves.”

Rupert smirked as he began polishing his no doubt immaculate lenses where he leaned against the library counter. “Looked more like moving in to me,” he muttered.

“Call me crazy, but I don’t like the sound of anything with ‘scourge’ in it,” Willow said.

“Yeah,” Buffy agreed, ignoring Rupert’s comment for the moment. “And why wouldn’t the council tell me about it? I mean, isn’t it better if we know these things before everything goes wacko?” She punctuated her sentence with a wild gesture before slumping back into her seat. “And before the troll strung an albatross around my neck,” she mumbled.

“Presumably they believe two more vampires of the Aurelius line will be no trouble for the slayer who defeated the Master,” Giles answered.

The teens paled, and Buffy looked about ready to faint. Willow slapped Xander’s arm, causing the boy to jump and grab the abused limb.

“You see! You..you big jinx!” she accused.

“I get your point. Never say, 'If nothing bad happens,'” Xander said. “And ow!”

“You’ve found information on them?” Elise asked Rupert, ignoring the friends’ antics.

“I was able to find a reference or two thanks to the information your husband passed along,” he answered with a nod. “And Angel knew them more than a century ago.”

“So what can you tell us?”

“William the Bloody,” Giles began, “also known as Spike is one of the most vicious vampires to ever exist. Drucilla is his sire.”

“So,” Buffy said, finally shaking off the memories of her temporary death at the hands of the Master. “I find ‘em, stake ‘em. Problem solved, and I’m back on schedule.”

“We’ve tried to kill them before, Buffy,” Giles agreed. “Spike’s already killed two slayers.”

Buffy’s expression fell, and she let out a weak whimper.

“Anyone know why they’re coming here…now?” Xander asked. “I mean, I know we’re sitting on the mouth of hell here and all, but these guys have been around a while. Why now?”

“That’s what we need to find out,” Rupert answered. “Angel is asking around his contacts while Jenny and I comb through texts for reference to anything pertinent.”

“Great!” Buffy said as she practically leapt from her seat and grabbed her bag. “Sounds like you have that handled. I’ve got parent-teacher night to plan and lots of studying to do, so I can avoid being expelled or having my teachers tell Mom I’m a big ol’ dummy.”

“Buffy!” Giles called, pushing off the counter and reaching out to stop her, but he was too late. The door was already swinging in her wake. His shoulders slumped, and he ran a hand through his hair. “Why do I have the feeling I have Principal Snyder to think for that?” he asked as he turned back to face Willow and Xander.

“Because you do?” Xander answered. Rupert just raised an eyebrow.

“He’s making Buffy organize and host parent-teacher night Thursday, and if he’s not happy with her job, she gets expelled,” Willow explained.

“Good lord,” Rupert muttered. He massaged the bridge of his nose, making Elise wonder if the old break still pained him when he was stressed. “Just perfect.”

“Well,” Willow began. “If we helped Buffy get her planning done, she’d have an easier time focusing on slaying.”

Rupert glared at the redheaded teenager halfheartedly, but Xander’s, “A focused, non-expelled Buffy is better for our health,” smoothed his features.

“Fine,” he said. “Go help Buffy with Snyder’s latest idiocy.”

Willow and Xander said their good-byes on the way out the door to find the slayer. Teenagers trying to get out of work; some things never changed.

“So much for coming clean tonight,” Elise said.

“So it seems,” Rupert agreed.

The End?

You have reached the end of "Three's a Pain" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 2 Aug 11.

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