"Basically. Except that we're trying to find her," replied Giles, annoyed that he didn't know where she was.
"Keyword, trying. It's not getting us anywhere. I told you this guy was trouble and now Buffy's missing." Xander spoke out. "I told you so."
Cordelia patted his arm. "Yes Xander, you told us so. I mean, come on, you weren't even there to help and your blaming them."
"Like you were. You were probably off somewhere, making your car's windows-"
"Let's not discuss my personal life. Unlike your loser pathetic life that has nothing to discuss."
"Stop it, right now." Giles spoke up. He was getting more annoyed by just having the two of them arguing. "Buffy's missing and we have to try an..and figure out where she is." Giles walked around the table where the kids sat. He took an empty chair and sat down. "The more time we spend loitering about, the more time Angelus has to get farther away."
"What if he makes her into a vampire?" Willow asked. She was curious. She had already considered the possibilities of what he might do. If he did do that, she would make a strong ally.
"He won't. At least, I..I'm pretty sure he won't." Giles paused. He seemed to be thinking of the possibilities of him making her one. "Buffy wouldn't be able to have the baby. Remember, vampires can't have children."
"Or so says dead-boy. We all already know what truth that holds in itself. Or do I have to remind everyone that we live on the hellmouth?" Xander said loudly, not wanting to yell. He took in a few breaths to calm down.
Giles was about to say something, but someone walked into the library. Her hair was dark and pulled back into a braid. Her skin was tan and she looked like an exotic woman. She wore black jeans, boots, and a tight fitting shirt. Kendra.
"Kendra, what brings you to Sunnydale?" Giles asked. Everyone looked up.
"Me Watcher tells me that something's happening." she spoke with an accent. Kendra walked towards the group. After looking at all the faces, she asked, "Where's Buffy?"
"That would be the something's happening part. Except that it's already happened." Oz said. He looked at Kendra, "Who's she?"
"This is Kendra, the other vampire Slayer. Willow will fill you in." Giles explained to Oz. Oz looked confused and Willow pulled him aside and told him what she knew.
"What happened?" Kendra asked.
Xander sighed. "Buffy's missing and Angel's missing. Put two and two together."
"Angel? Then you have nothing to worry about." Kendra knew Angel would protect Buffy, even if it meant his own death.
"Maybe you didn't hear the news. Buffy and Angel did the thing, Angel lost his soul and now he's Angelus." Xander snapped.
"Angelus. Why didn't you say so?" Kendra said. She was so calm under any circumstance.
Xander threw up his hands. Did he have to say everything bit by bit? He got up and walked around.
"She let her emotions get in the way of her duty. If she just listened to me, none of this would of happened."
"Yes. Well, we have to find her. We think Angelus took her. We don't know where or what he may do to her." Giles was worried. He wanted his Slayer home and safe. Or at least as safe as possible. "I need you to take over the slaying for now. With her gone we need someone to fight off the vampires."
"I would be of your service, Mr. Giles." Kendra said. She tried not to have any emotions, but it was hard. Sure she would put them aside when she was slaying, but she was still human. Buffy was a friend. A good friend.
"Thank you, Kendra." Giles replied, smiling.
* * *
Buffy wondered around the mansion. She stopped in front of a statue. It was resting on a marble column that came up to her waist. The statue was of a Chinese lady in a kimono. She seemed to be resting. It was made of porcelain. Buffy brought up her hand and touched it gently, as if it would shatter if she touched it any harder. She lowered her hand and continued to wonder about the room.
Pictures of the sunrise were hanging on the wall. They were very pretty, however, she wondered why just the sunrise. Candles were place everywhere, decorating the wall and little furniture there was.
She walked over to the couch and sat down. Buffy stared at the fire place. She placed her hand on her stomach, smiling. A bigger hand covered her. She looked up and saw Angel and smiled.
"Hey." her voice was just above a whisper.
"Hey, I brought you some food. Here." he handed over a brown paper bag to her.
She took it and peeked inside. She put the contents on the coffee table. "Chinese food!" she was so hungry.
Angel walked around the couch and sat down. "Yeah. It was your favorite." he had no idea what her favorite food was. This was good as any. He picked up a carton and chopstick and started eating. Even though he didn't need it and had already eaten, she didn't know he was a vampire. Far as he knew, she didn't even know what they were.
She picked up the other carton and chopsticks and started eating. "This is really good." He had stopped eating and watched her eat. He seemed amused by it. She wasn't enjoy very much him watching her eat. "What?"
"It's just that, how can you not remember who you are, but you remember how to do everything else?" he started eating again.
"I don't know. Maybe amnesia is just that way." Buffy shrugged. She gave him a small smile.
"Maybe." he smiled back at her.
They ate rest of their dinner in silence.
* * *
Angel layed against the couch. Buffy was laying in front of him, her head on his chest. Both of them staring at the fire.
"Angel?" Buffy asked in a small, but curious voice.
"Hmm?" he replied. He could kill the slayer right now if he wanted to. It was just too easy.
"Was it always like this?" she tilted her head up and looked at him.
"Yes. Everyday we would talk after dinner and watch the fire until it went out." he smiled. *Of course not. We fought each other and would of continued to fight until one of us one.* This was too easy putting false memories into her head.
"I wish it could be like it used to be. And that I remembered everything." She was so hopeful. The type of thing that Angelus liked to break.
He gave a little laugh. "No, you don't. You didn't like it all that much. You always got bored and wanted to go out somewhere."
"And did you let me?"
"Of course not." She looked disappointed. He quickly added, "Not with all the gangs out there. I didn't want you to get hurt." *The perfect excuse not to let her go out.*
"Oh. Well, then. I guess I'd just have to stay in, huh?" Buffy put her head back down to stare at the fire.
Angel smiled. It wasn't the sweet smile he'd been giving her. This one was evil. He laughed to himself. *This is way too easy.*