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The next morning Buffy went into the library extra early to see what Giles had heard about Angel. “Hey Giles, what’s the what?” she asked.
Giles frowned, “I’m sorry Buffy but I have bad news.”
“How bad?” she asked. “Is he dead?”
“He’s alive,” Giles said. “Or at least still undead, as it were, but unfortunately he’s,” Giles paused and started cleaning his glasses. He was trying to find a way to tell her that Angel’s curse had broken because he had cheated on her. In the end he chickened out, “That is, he was, shall we say, accosted by a young woman last night.”
Buffy interrupted, “So he’s hurt? Lying injured somewhere but recovering?”
Giles sighed, he should have found a way to broach this subject previously. “No Buffy, his curse was broken.”
“What curse?” she asked. “Isn’t losing a curse a good thing?”
“Not in this case Buffy,” Giles said. “This curse was the one that held the soul of Liam in the vampiric body of Angelus. Without it he is once again the Master Vampire that terrorized Europe for a century, drove Drusilla mad then turned her.”
Buffy was in front of him before he he could blink and lifting him up in the air by his lapels, “You mean to tell me that you knew this could happen and never told me!”
“All curses can be broken Buffy,” Giles said in his most reasonable and soothing tones. “You know that and you knew Angel had his soul because of an old gypsy curse. I thought you had put two and two together.”
She put him down, “No, I never did. I, I guess I never saw it as a curse. It always seemed like a blessing to me.” She hugged him and started crying.
He stroked her hair, “I’m very sorry Buffy.”
When she stopped crying the other Scoobies were there. She explained to them and then asked, “Can’t one of you just recurse him?”
Both Giles and Cordelia winced.
“A curse that drags a soul from its afterlife and binds it to a dead body already occupied by a demon would be the blackest of magics Buffy,” Giles said. “I don’t know any ritual or spell for doing it and I wouldn’t use one if I did. Not even for you Buffy would I dabble with such spells. I learned better long ago.”
“Yeah,” Cordelia added. “The witch in my head is much quieter these days thanks to Xander but just hearing about that curse set off every alarm bell in my head. I won’t cast it either. I’m sorry Buffy but it would be a really bad idea.”
She slumped, “Yeah I guess. When you put it like that it seems pretty selfish to drag a person from heaven just because you miss them or want their help.”
They all sat in silence for a while then Xander broke it. “Of course this means we have a new master vamp in town and he’s had the weekend to get situated. He’s probably staying with Drusilla and Spike.”
Buffy’s face hardened and she nodded, “Yeah, we should start going through your list of possible vampire properties to see if we can find them but we’ll need to be loaded for bear. Can you make with the magic safely yet Cordy?”
“I am far enough along to do simple things,” Cordelia replied. “I’d rather wait a week until I’ve got everything set but I realize we may not have the time.”
Xander nodded, “We can swing by my house after school to get some weapons and body armor before we go. I’ve got enough to start a small war and the list I got should help us narrow things down.”
“Why wait until after school?” Buffy asked.
“He won’t be moving around until sunset and unless we get lucky it will take several days to go through the list,” Willow said. “We shouldn’t miss that much school.”
Xander looks like he is going to protest when Cordelia put a finger to his lips, “Your education is important. Even if you know all this stuff it is still important that that you remain and get your diploma. If for no other reason than that I refuse to date a dropout.”
“Fine,” Xander said. “After class.”
“I guess I’ll be driving everyone around?” Cordelia asked. “Again?”
“Sorry dear,” Xander said. “I am scheduled to take my driving test this Saturday and you can come help me buy a car that afternoon but until then we’ll have to depend on you. If it helps I’ll pay for gas.”
She kissed his cheek, “Thank you. That does help, because it shows you care and aren’t just taking advantage of me.”
Buffy makes a gagging sound and rolls her eyes, “You two are getting disgustingly sappy. Did you know that?” Then the first bell rings and they all head off to class.
After class Cordelia drives the three of them to Xander’s house. Giles states he will meet them there later. Once there Cordelia tells Xander, “You should cook while we ladies try on body armor. We’ll need to see if it can fit under our clothes and you shouldn’t be there for that. Plus, I’m hungry so go impress me with your culinary skills.”
Xander gives a florid bow, “Your wish is my command great queen. However if you should need a hand getting into any armor or out of any clothes please don’t hesitate to call me.”
She snorts but can’t help smiling, “Maybe. Now go cook me some food!”
Xander heads off to the kitchen while the girls head down to the basement. Giles is there by the time he’s done making lunch so he calls them up to eat. The girls are obviously armored vests under their shirts and Buffy has a sword on her back as well as knives strapped to her forearms.
Willow looks at the table, “Chicken soup and tuna sandwiches? Thanks Xan, those are my favorite.”
Buffy smirks, “We would have been up sooner but the princess here was trying to find a helmet that looked fashionable and wouldn’t mess up her hair.”
“Hey!” Cordelia retorts. “If we had found one then we could wear it outside without arousing suspicion. I mean Sunnydale PD are pretty blind but I think they’d notice people in military gear running around the town.”
Willow nods as she pours herself some soup, “I agree. I think the vests are as far as we can reasonably go, armorwise.”
“Eat up everyone then Giles and I will go armor up and pick weapons,” Xander said. “I hope you like soup Cordy. If you have a favorite kind, let me know and I’ll see if I can get a recipe.”
“Thanks,” Cordelia said. Then she smirks at Buffy, “If I didn’t know she preferred you I might be jealous of Xan making Willow’s favorite foods but since you two are clearly together I’m fine with it.”
“Hey!” Buffy protested.
Willow giggled, “Thanks Cordy, that's good to know.”