There was finally one night where they could talk without incident; there were no demons or apocalypses to attend to. No research, no home assignments and no interruptions.
Though even as they sat in the Chinese restaurant that Daniel had found she still had her cell phone switched on; it was in her bag, just in case anything did come up- whether it was world end-y or normal everyday stuff.
She felt a little guilty really, even when she knew that the lines of communication were still open between Daniel, work and his team.
Neither of them wanted one of their nights interrupted, but they were still listening in for the tell-tale ring from one of their cells.
But as the dinner was laid in front of them, Daniel’s easy smile loosened the knots in her stomach; his laugh elicited a small grin from her. His eyes put pink roses on her cheeks and little butterflies in her stomach.
Gradually the expectations of both their lifestyles faded somewhat, and for the first time in years she felt herself relax.
So, naturally it came as a slight shock to her when her vision was suddenly obstructed by a flying body, the table before them gave way, spilling the contents onto the floor and scattering broken glass in every direction.
They both leapt out of their chairs, she barely kept herself balanced as she stared into the yellow, demonic eyes of a vampire now lying across what was left of their table.
She felt a flicker of amusement spring up in the midst of all the frustration, the silence of the restaurant around them was deafening as everyone studied the man.
Willow looked at her date, “Daniel, did we order a vamp?”