hey... just jumping over with a quick update... and thank you to everyone who is so graciously giving our Xander such praise... we truely thought he was a character with potential that didn't need to be made into the disqustig self serving prat that they made him into on the show... oh and much worrying for the spellcaster... bumpy roads ahead.. thanks fro reading... kathleen and beth
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Willow held the door open waiting patiently for Buffy to lug the large oversized bag of dog food inside. She grinned happily as Dawn held tight to Midnight’s lead, though the dark dog seemed quite happy to patiently wait to go indoors to her new home.
“This is your home Midnight.” Willow informed the dog enthusiastically holding the bag with her new water and food bowl.
“Hey there Buf, you started eating crunchy meaty bites?” Xander read off the side of the large bag that Buffy carried in
“No, no.” Willow came in after her with Dawn and Midnight. “Xander meet the newest Scooby.” She bounced up and down as did Dawn as the dog came in to sit in the doorway and looked at the carpenter.
“Will, Dawn, a dog followed you home.” Xander pointed at the large dog.
“No, silly.” The redhead laughed.
“We picked her at the pound, her name is Midnight.” She bent down and rubbed around her ears. “Say hello to Xander.” She encouraged and the dog promptly gave a short hello bark.
“I thought you were going to the mall.” Xander frowned slightly.
“We were.” Dawn filled in. “Then we decided we needed a dog. She’s so smart Xander.”
“Does it bite?” Xander asked suspiciously.
“No.” Willow shook her head looking at him. “Come here and say hi.” She encouraged him.
Slowly Xander reached out and rubbed lightly over one of Midnights ears.
“Hello dog.” He sad with a slight smile.
“Midnight.” dawn prompted.
“Where’s Tara? We have to show her.”
“She’s having a lie down.” Xander pointed up the stairs. “I think we gave her a headache putting the window in.”
“I’ll go check if she’s asleep, and show Midnight around.” Willow grinned and moved with the dog towards the stairs.
“Where’s Madalene? She has to meet her too.” Dawn happily hung up her jacket as the dog moved with Willow upstairs sniffing everything carefully as it oriented itself.
“Will, is the dog going up stairs?” Buffy came back into the lounge and saw the pair one the stairs.
“Yeah.” Willow stopped near the top and peered over the railing at her.
“Well not on the beds.” She insisted.
“What?” Dawn pouted. “I wanted her to sleep in my room.”
“Dawn we just got her from the pound, she might have germs.” Buffy pointed out. “Not that pounds are dirty or germy, just know you, she’s a dog.”
“Then we’ll give her a bath, you are such a phobic.” Dawn shook her head as she moved to the stairs.
“She has a vets appointment tomorrow, if she gets the all clear then she can have a basket on the landing.” Buffy offered.
“Meanie.” Dawn muttered looking at Willow, who turned apparently agreeing out of sight as they moved down the hall.
“Wow a dog.” Xander looked at Buffy with a raised eyebrow. “You got suckered didn’t you?”
“Do you have any idea it is to say no to willow and a real pair of puppy eyes? Well dog eyes.” Buffy shook her head.
“I’m guessing impossible.” Xander laughed. “But hey look, cheer up cause we have a brand new window.” He made a motion with his arms to the new bay.
“I noticed as I came up the drive.” Buffy nodded.
“So heap on the praise and impressed words of happiness.” Xander puffed up his chest.
“I will pay you.” She pointed out moving over to run her hand over the new wood.
“Naw, it’s covered.” He shook his head. “Friend of a friend gave me a favour.”
“Who’s the big man eh?” Buffy smiled at her friend.
“I’m the big man.” Xander puffed up more grinning. “Big man with a tool belt.”
“Okay enough.” Buffy laughed softly.
“Come on I get a minute every now and then.” Xander laughed as he bent down to finish cleaning up his tools.
“You’re great Xander.” Buffy smiled.
“Thank you.” He smiled back at her.
“Though I do feel I have to point out that I leave you in the house with two women, and I come back and neither are around.” Buffy smiled. “What have you done to them?”
“Yeah makes me wonder where the hell Madalene went to get beer.” Xander looked back at the clock. “I mean I figured she’d go to the 7-11, but I didn’t think that would take an hour an a half.”
“Did you call her on the cell phone?” Buffy felt her anxiety notch up a little.
“The witch has a cell phone?” Xander questioned puzzled.
“No Xander.” Buffy huffed slightly and crossed over to the cabinet ad picked up the redundant cell phone. “This is the cell phone, I knew you were asleep in that house meeting.”
“I was tried.” He frowned. “Hey it’s not even dark out, I mean she’s probably just taking the long way. She likes nature.”
“She’s got thirty minutes before she gets me looking for her.” Buffy pointed out.
“I’m sure if something was up she would have done the mind thing with Tara.” Xander saw the tension in Buffy’s shoulders and regretted saying anything.
“I thought that was vetoed with Tara being all tired and everything.” Buffy pointed out.
“I meant more in a something sinister going on sorta worrying the slayer way, not a hey they don’t have the right beer should I get an import?” Xander tried to explain.
“Yeah whatever, is there any food, I’m hungry.” The Slayer pointed out.
“Tara made sandwiches, she wrapped them up in the fridge for you.” Xander nodded. “She made your favourite too.”
“God its god to have her back isn’t it?” Buffy moved off towards the kitchen.
“It is.” Xander smiled broadly as he finished packing up.
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Having bought one of more or less every type of snack she figured the carpenter could want, Madalene decided to grab a coffee, before buying the beer. After all beer was heavy and her head was still feeling less than organised. But as she sat in the busy coffee shop she was beginning to think that it hadn’t been such a good idea after all. The hum of chatter and laughter was beginning to make her headache and her ears painful.
Staring down into her dark hot drink Madalene tried desperately to clear her crowded, busy mind, focusing on the slight swirl she made in the liquid with her spoon she let her mind slip into a meditational state letting the noises of the café slip away.
As the background noise just dropped off leaving the witch surrounded with deep silence, Madalene looked up slowly, out of the four-pane window to the dark night sky at the bright full moon.
'When did it get dark?'
Closing her eyes again she took a deep breath and felt her warm exhale cause steam on the window as the strange condensation pooled back at her.
‘What are you doing?’ She questioned herself as she looked down at the almost bursting packed knapsack that was stood on the floor near her feet. ‘This is insane, you should be asleep. You shouldn’t be waiting here for her when she’s probably just joking and not going to show up and...’
Turning Madalene picked up the small metal alarm clock tilting it up to see it was just past midnight. Looking back this time she focused on the slightly overgrown yard, past the dark red barn and rows of corn stalks. She signed heavily.
“I’ve lost my mind.” She shook her head again reaching to put the clock back.
“Ye-Ha come on baby, our ticket out of here just came up.” in a swirl of dust, as the slight squeal of disagreeing breaks a small dirt bike pulled up. Its driver, dressed in blue jeans and a leather jacket had shocking red hair that stuck out from under her helmet, a dark back pack was strapped to the back of the bike.
Madalene felt her breath catch as she argued with herself at the sight in the yard.
“Are you insane?” Madalene pushed the window open without thinking and threw the bag out before she slid down the rusted awning and landed shakily on the grown. “You’re going to wake the whole house.” She saw the lights go on and cast shadows onto the dirt ground. Hastily she slipped the bag onto her shoulders.
“Yeah probably, I did a psyche test once that said I was kinda odd.” She glanced up at the house with a shrug. “And hey, I’m your Knight in shining armour, isn’t there supposed to be more swooning and more thankful kisses?” The red headed driver revved the engine on the bike.
“When Daddy gets the shotgun levelled you’ll be glad I waited.” Madalene scowled as she climbed up on the back of the bike. “Go!” She slipped her arms around the woman’s waist and hid her head into aged leather.
“You got it.” The bike was revved more and then skidded slightly as it sped out and away from the house.
The noise ringing in her ears made the spellcaster’s head snapped up, catching sight of a motor bike that sped past the café’s window.
“What the hell?” Madalene looked round to see that the coffee shop had cleared and filled with different people since she had last checked. She pressed her hand to her head and rubbed the furrows in her brow.
“I need to get out of here.” She pushed the chair back and stumbled outside.
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"I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine."
To The Land of The Rainbow Writers
Edited by: KathleenWolf
at: 11/8/02 2:34:59 pm