Buffyverse – Cleveland - Slayer school:
„You what?“ Giles asked shocked. He must have heard wrong. Willow couldn’t actually plan on doing that.
“I’m going to open the hellmouth to get Dean Winchester out of hell,” Willow said once more.
“You can’t actually want to do that.”
“I don’t want to do it. But it’s the only way.” Willow sighed. She knew that it was a crazy idea. But she didn’t have another one.
“It’s way too dangerous. What if something else escapes? You could doom the entire world.”
Willow looked at Giles, feeling a little uneasy. She knew that it was dangerous. She wished there was another way.
“You can’t do it. And you don’t even know the guy.”
“But Dawn does. She cares about him. Faith cares about him. But that’s not all. He was a hunter. He risked his life every day to save this world. He traded his life for his brothers.”
“He sold his soul. If you ask me he got what he…”
“Giles, no one deserves to go to hell!” Willow looked at the watcher a little angry now. She had the feeling that she knew what hell was like. After Tara died and she turned evil she felt like she was in hell. The pain was so bad that it made her completely mad. If it was only half as bad in hell she didn’t wish it on anyone, especially not on a good person.
Giles sighed. “Of course not,” he said. He didn’t want to leave a good person in hell either, but the risk was just too high.
“I can do this Giles. I’m just going to open it long enough so you can pull him out with this spell,” Willow said gesturing at the spell book on her desk.
“If anything escapes…”
“The slayers will be there to kill it.”
“You’re risking their lives, too.”
“It’s completely voluntary. Noone has to do it.”
Giles sighed. He could tell that Willow was set on doing this. He had no idea why she felt so strongly about this, but he had a feeling that he wasn’t going to manage to change her mind.
“Alright, I’ll do it. But I think you’re completely insane.”
Willow looked at him relieved. They could probably do it without Giles, but she’d feel better if he was on board.
“What makes you so sure that the guy will even be alive when we pull him out?” Buffy asked.
Willow turned around and noticed that Buffy was standing in the door. She hadn’t heard her come.
“He didn’t really die like other people. He was dragged to hell. So he shouldn’t be dead when he comes back,” Willow said. She wasn’t sure if she was right, but she’d worry about that once they got there.
“I hope you’re right,” Buffy answered. She had a bad feeling about this. They were supposed to close the hellmouth for good, not open it. The hairs on the back of her neck were standing up at the thought. But Dawn had asked her to help, so she would do it. If it was her own decision she’d rather lock Dawn up than go with her to open the hellmouth, but she had learned that forcing Dawn to do things just drove her away. The way Dawn was talking about this Buffy had the feeling that she might lose Dawn for good if she stopped her. So her only other option was going with her to try and keep her alive.
Giles agreed with Buffy. This was way too uncertain for his liking. But they’d do it anyway and if he stayed out of it and someone died he’d never forgive himself for not being there to at least try to help.
“You know, while we’re at it… isn’t there anything we could throw down into the hellmouth?” Buffy then asked.
“Like what?” Willow wanted to know. “A bomb or something?”
“That might just open the hellmouth wider,” Giles objected.
Buffy shrugged. “Not a bomb then. But there has to be something that would be… you know, bad for the bad guys.”
Giles glanced at Buffy. “You’re right. There must be something. I’ll check the books.”
“You have three hours. Then we’re leaving,” Willow said.
“If you don’t find anything I’ll just take some holy water along,” Buffy said with a wink.
The others looked at her.
“What? It might hit an ubervamp or something.”
Willow smirked. She was definitely glad that Buffy was on board with this.
----- ----- ----- ----- -----Buffyverse – Cleveland - about two hours later:
Dawn was standing outside the slayer school with Sam, holding his hand. She was feeling anxious, but being with Sam helped.
Sam looked down at Dawn. He could hardly believe what she and her friends were willing to do for him and Dean. Most of them didn’t know Dean at all and just met him. Dawn hardly knew him either. But here she was, willing to risk everything to help.
“Thank you,” he said.
“What for?” Dawn wanted to know. “We haven’t done anything yet and it might not work out.” It was what Dawn feared the most, that they would fail and everything would have been for nothing. People might die today, people she cared about.
“For trying. It means a lot to me that you want to help,” Sam said. “You know, Dean and I often thought we were alone in all of this, that there were so many evil creatures in the world and almost nothing good standing in its way. But we were wrong. We’re not alone.”
“No, you’re not,” a voice said from behind them. “You have a whole army on your side.”
Sam turned around to see Dawn’s sister Buffy stepping towards them. Behind her were a lot of young women.
Dawn smiled as she saw Buffy.
Buffy returned the smile and then nodded at Sam. She didn’t really know him, but she definitely knew what he was talking about.
“I often felt the same way. There were just me and a few friends who tried to stop evil from taking over. But thanks to Willow that changed.” She gestured to the other slayers. Buffy did feel sorry for them. She wished they could all live normal lives and have fun. But she was also thankful for the help. And what good would it do these girls to be normal if evil won and took over?
A small smile appeared on Sam’s face as he saw the group of people that was still getting bigger. He had heard what Dawn and Willow said earlier. They told everyone that this was very dangerous and completely voluntary. Noone had to come along, but so many did. Then he saw a smaller group standing to their left, a bit apart from the rest.
“They are the ones who will stay back,” Buffy said noticing Sam’s look.
“Most of them wanted to come. But someone has to stay behind, in case we fail”, Dawn explained.
“And let even more demons lose on the world”, Sam added silently.
Then he saw Willow coming towards them. Something was hovering over her shoulder and it was glowing. It was bright daylight, but somehow whatever that was, was still brighter.
“What’s that?” Buffy asked as her friend joined her.
“My version of holy water,” Willow answered with a smirk. “I actually put some holy water in it though.”
Buffy laughed. “Good.”
“Yes, it really was a good idea. We’re not just letting something behind; we can actually trade this for Dean. I found a way more powerful spell to get Dean out, but it requires something in return.” Willow gestured at the light ball. “Dean is a good person, so we’ll trade him for some very good energy mixed with a few other things.” She grinned, feeling a little excited. This would work; she had a good feeling about it.
Buffy shrugged. “Always knew my ideas were good.”
“Okay, let’s head out then,” Giles said. The sooner they got this over with the better. Besides, who knew how long this would take. The more sunlight they had left the better, in case they needed to retreat.
“Be careful,” Xander called, standing in front of the group that was staying behind. It really had taken some time to convince him to stay behind. But someone had to lead the school if things turned out to go real bad. Buffy definitely preferred Xander in charge, not Andrew, who didn’t need much convincing to stay behind.
“You know us,” Buffy called.
“Exactly,” he replied, but Buffy could barely hear him anymore as she walked between Giles and Willow towards the old graveyard, which was on top of Cleveland’s hellmouth.
About 10 minutes later they hurried through the graveyard to the Mausoleum that had an entrance to the underground tunnel system. Buffy was reminded of Sunnydale’s graveyard and the night she had gone underground to try and save Jesse all those years ago. Back then she had been afraid of the unknown. Now she was afraid of what she knew.
Sam silently followed Willow down into the tunnels. It was dark, but the witches light ball was illuminating the tunnels nicely. It didn’t take them long to reach a bigger room and Sam watched as Buffy and Giles gave orders to the other slayers to guard the entrances and not let anything get out.
Sam took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He had the feeling that everyone could hear his hammering heart. Dawn then placed a hand on his arm.
“We’ll get him back now,” she promised silently.
Sam felt himself relax and smiled at her. Then Willow and Giles came over to them. Giles would help them with the spell to get Dean out and send Willow’s exchange gift in. Willow would open the hellmouth and try to keep it that way until Dean was out. At the same time she’d try to hold anything evil in there. Sam had no idea if anyone could even be strong enough to do something like that. But in case Willow really couldn’t do it the slayers were there to kill whatever came out of hell.
Willow handed the bag with the ingredients needed for the exchange spell over to Giles. Then she sat down cross-legged. While she started to summon strength from the earth she was aware of Buffy and Kennedy standing to either side of her. They and a few other slayers would try to protect her, Giles, Dawn and Sam while they were busy.
Sam was about to help Dawn and Giles when he suddenly heard an angry voice.
“What are you doing?”
Sam turned around and frowned.
“This is crazy. You can’t open the hellmouth. You have no idea what will come out!”
“We can and we will”, Sam said. “We… I have to!”
“No, you don’t.”
“Excuse me, but who the hell are you?” Buffy asked glaring at the blonde.
Ruby turned to the young woman that was standing next to Sam and frowned. Then she tilted her head and glanced around before turning back to Sam.
“Interesting army you have here, a bunch of girls.” She almost snorted. “You think you can stop whatever comes out of hell?”
Buffy frowned. She really didn’t like to be ignored and she didn’t like to be called a girl either.
“We can stop anything”, she said. “And…” She didn’t get to say more as Sam interrupted her.
“Look, Ruby, You don’t know what’s going on. We know what we’re doing. We’ll get Dean back and nothing is going to escape.” He tried to sound more certain than he was actually feeling.
“Right…” Sam didn’t let Ruby finish either.
“You won’t be able to stop us. So you have two choices. You either run off, like you usually do when something doesn’t go your way, or you stay and help us.”
Ruby stared at Sam. Sometimes he was really annoying.
“What makes you so sure that I won’t stop you?” she asked and her eyes flashed black.
Buffy saw the change and started to move forward. She was a demon.
Sam reached out a hand to stop Buffy. “Don’t, she’s on our side.”
“But she’s a demon.”
“I know. But Ruby is… different.”
Buffy stared at him unbelievingly, but stayed where she was. She had known two vampires that were different. Maybe Sam was right. She never met a human-possessing demon that wasn’t evil, but there was a first time for everything. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and glared at the demon. If she made one wrong move she could still kill her.
Ruby glared back before fixing her attention on Sam again. “You can’t actually think these girls will be able to stop demons.”
“They are slayers.”
Ruby froze. “You’re kidding. The slayer is just a myth. And besides, even if it was true, there’d just be one.”
“You’re not really up to speed, are you missy?” Buffy asked. “There are lots of us. Every girl that could have been a slayer is a slayer now.”
Ruby glanced around again. Everyone was watching her closely, and she could see it now. They weren’t just girls. They had power. She thought it was coming from the hellmouth before, but now she knew better. It came from the girls.
“Slayers,” she said. “Nice. Maybe you do have a chance after all. Good luck, Sammy.” That said she disappeared.
Sam sighed. He had hoped Ruby would stay. They sure could have used her and her dagger if something went wrong.
Buffy rolled her eyes and turned to Sam.
Dawn got up. She had been preparing the spell with Giles. It had been hard not to get distracted, but they somehow managed. They couldn’t mess this up after all.
Once she stood next to Sam she saw Buffy’s ‘what the hell was that’ look.
“Can’t we talk about that later? We’re ready.”
“That’s exactly what I was going to suggest,” Willow said.
“Alright, let’s get this over with first,” Buffy agreed and everyone got ready.
Willow started to clear her mind from all worries and fears and concentrated on summoning all the strength she could get.
As Sam turned to stand with Dawn and Giles he felt a slight breeze come out of nowhere. He glanced over to Willow and froze. He could almost see the power that was surrounding her. But it wasn’t like any magical power he had seen witches use so far. It wasn’t dark and evil. It was pure and bright. This was no magic borrowed from a demon. He had no idea where it came from, but it gave him strength and hope.
“Ready,” Dawn said and almost at the same time the room started to shake slightly. In the middle of the room a rip seemed to appear in the ground. Dawn watched it get bigger.
‘Now,’ said a voice in Dawn’s head. Willow was telling them to start. She took Sam’s and Giles’ hand in hers and they started the incantation.
Buffy glanced from the four people that were busy doing magic to the rip in the ground. It reminded her of when the hellmouth in Sunnydale opened. Hopefully Willow would be able to close the hellmouth again, because this time Spike wasn’t here to do it. He died in LA about two years ago together with Angel. Buffy had come back to the US and joined the other slayers in stopping Wolfram and Hart. But it had been too late for Angel, Spike and their friends.
Buffy took a deep breath and tried to push away the memories. This was not the right time to think about Spike and Angel! She needed to focus.
Taking a deep breath Buffy watched the light ball move towards the rip and disappear in it. Then she heard a loud roaring noise and the whole room shook again. She had the feeling that they just made something real angry.
Sam could feel the bright light disappear and knew that it was searching for Dean now. It was getting closer, he could feel it. Maybe it was the spell, or he was somehow connected to the ball of light because he had given some blood to Willow to create it. She said it would help to find Dean, as they were brothers.
It felt as if Sam could already feel Dean. Then the room shook once more and the roaring noise got louder. Something was moving. At first Sam didn’t really get what it was. But then he understood that it wasn’t connected to the spell they were performing. The slayers were moving. Something must be coming out of the hellmouth.
Willow could feel darkness and evil creeping closer. It felt familiar and was reaching out to her, as if it wanted to embrace her and bring her home. But it wasn’t home. She was no longer evil and the darkness didn’t have any appeal to her anymore. It couldn’t pull her in, but she didn’t really know how to defeat it either. Screams and fighting noises started to distract her and almost broke her concentration. Her friends were in danger. She hadn’t been able to keep everything inside the hellmouth. She was failing. No, she couldn’t fail. She had promised the others that she could do this. There had to be a way. She just needed more power. She reached out, trying to find something. She knew she could tap into the slayers powers. But they were fighting whatever she let slip out of hell and if she took their strength they probably would get killed. She couldn’t risk it. Maybe she could find the slayers that stayed back. But they were so far away.
Willow felt herself getting weaker and it became harder to keep the hellmouth from opening wider. Just when she was about to lose control she felt strength flow through her. It was pure and good power. It felt like… she felt loved and stronger than ever before.
‘Close it,’ a familiar voice said in her head.
‘He’s safe now’
Relief flooded through Willow, then she summoned her own and the strength given to her and closed the hellmouth.
Buffy was fighting an ubervamp when the room suddenly seemed to glow in a very bright light. She beheaded the vamp and then saw the source of the light. It was coming from Willow. Then the hellmouth closed. Had they done it?
A bright light was almost blinding Dawn and Sam let go of her hand. She blinked a few times and the light disappeared slowly. At the same time the hole in the ground was closing. Dawn’s eyes widened. They couldn’t close the hellmouth yet, they had to… She didn’t get to finish the thought. Hearing a voice she turned to her right.
Dawn’s eyes widened. Dean was lying right in front of Sam. They had done it!
Sam noticed that Dawn was kneeling next to him, but his focus was on his brother. They had actually done it. Dean was right in front of him. But he wasn’t moving. He quickly reached out to check for a pulse, but a hand grabbed his arm.
A huge smile appeared on Sam’s face.
“It’s me, Dean.”
Dean Winchester blinked a few times, then everything finally came into focus.
“Sam?” He let go of his brother’s arm and glanced around. “What happened? Where are we?”
“You’re safe now,” Sam answered. “I’ll tell you everything else later.” He smiled brightly. He almost couldn’t believe that Dean was actually back.
“Welcome back,” Dawn said, a tear running down her cheek.
“Dawn?” Dean asked glancing at her.
“Sorry to break up the happy reunion…,” Buffy called and swung her axe to behead a demon that was getting way too close to her sister. “…but we still have a job to finish here.”
“Right,” Dawn said and got up quickly. The hellmouth was closed, but there were still a lot of demons in the room.
Sam followed and held a hand out to Dean.
Dean took the hand and pulled himself up. Then he groaned.
“What?” Sam asked concerned.
“Seriously? No pants?” Dean wanted know.
“I can definitely see now why we had to get him out of hell,” Buffy stated with a smirk. Then she elbowed an advancing demon, twirled around and beheaded it.
Dean grinned smugly. “I think I like her”, he stated. Then he turned to Sam. Did you at least bring weapons?
“Try that”, Buffy called and threw her ax to him. “Wouldn’t want you to get killed after we went through all that trouble to get you back.”
Dean grinned and caught the ax. Then he swung it and cut the stomach of an advancing demon open.
“Ew.” That didn’t smell good at all.
Sam chuckled before throwing himself into the fight as well. He kicked a very ugly looking demon right into the sword of a slayer when another demon grabbed him and threw him into the wall. Sam sucked in air and turned around quickly. The demon was about to jump him, but then stopped. A second later its head was cut off and it fell to the ground lifeless.
“Ruby.” She was standing there, twirling her knife. Then she kicked a demon that approached her from behind. One quick twirl and she had him beheaded as well.
“You didn’t think I’d leave you all the fun, did you?” she said once she was finished with the demon.
Sam grinned. “I’m happy to share,” he stated and went to help Dawn.
About 20 minutes later the demons, and everything else that came out of hell, were dead.
“One more apocalypse averted”, Buffy stated and dusted off her clothes.
“I don’t think this counts,” Willow said. “You know, since we would have caused it in the first place.”
“Technicalities…,” Buffy stated and shrugged.
“Come on, let’s go home”, Kennedy called.
Sam glanced around the room. He didn’t see any human bodies. Could they really have been that lucky? Then his gaze fell on Dean and he smiled. He definitely was very lucky!
Stepping forward Sam wrapped his arms around his brother and pulled him close.
“I really thought I lost you this time.”
Dean hugged his brother back. He still didn’t really know what happened. The last thing he remembered was the hell hounds coming for him. Then he woke up here. Had he actually gone to hell? How much time had passed? He had no idea, but if he was in hell he was glad that he didn’t remember.
Dean then let go of Sam and stepped back a little.
“So, how about some pants?” he asked.
Sam smirked apologetically.
“Sorry, didn’t bring any.” Then he pulled off his shirt and threw it over to Dean.
Dean caught it and grimaced, not looking too happy.
“I’ll call Xander and have him bring some clothes. You really can’t walk through town like that”, Dawn said with an amused smirk.
“Thanks. That’s so kind of you, Dawn,” Dean answered with a sweet smile.
“Come on. You can wait in the mausoleum upstairs.”
Dean used Sam’s shirt to at least cover his most important parts and followed Dawn. Then he quickly gestured to Sam to walk behind him. It wasn’t that he didn’t like attention from women. But he preferred to have it in more private surroundings.
Sam smirked and followed Dean.
Once in the mausoleum Dawn, Dean and Sam stayed back while the others left. Dawn pulled out her mobile and made the call.
Sam glanced around for Ruby, but obviously the demon had disappeared already.
Dean leaned against a wall and tried to smile at the women that walked by. When the last one had left he glanced at Sam.
“So, where’s Faith?” Since he saw Dawn he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about Faith. He actually never really stopped thinking about her since he met her. She was really, really hot and one hell of a fighter. He loved the way she moved, the way she smiled, the way she talked… He sighed. He knew deep down that he was being stupid. He barely knew her and it was best to keep it that way. He wasn’t the relationship kind of guy and he never stayed in one place long. But that didn’t mean that it wouldn’t be great to see her again. And besides, she wasn’t the relationship kind of girl either. So there was no reason not to have some fun again, was there?
Sam glanced at Dean and sighed. “She’s… missing,” Sam answered for lack of a better word.
“She’s what?” Dean asked staring at his brother. Somehow he really didn’t like the sound of that. “You mean missing as in ‘she isn’t here and Dawn doesn’t know where she went’?”
“No, he means missing as in ‘she fell through a portal and we’re trying to find her’,” Dawn said while putting her mobile away.
Dean stared at her, trying to process what she said. He really didn’t like the thought of that.
“Crap”, he muttered. That so wasn’t good.
“We have to find her.”
“We will,” Sam stated. He would have helped to find Faith anyway, but as Dawn helped him get Dean back there really was no question about it at all.
Dawn smiled slightly. She liked the thought of Sam and Dean staying a bit longer.
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