Lost in Paris.
De Gaulle airport is the place where Faith and I take our first steps in Paris.
It was a rush to put our clothes back on in the cargo hold of the plane before getting out and beating the cargo employees so that they didn't see us, not that it mattered at this point because nobody was stopping either of us from getting to Buffy now. I just hoped and knew that felt the same, that she was okay.
I ran with her, looking for transportation. Paris is a big city and I know little of it, having never been here before and Faith knows even less, so we are forced to get a car for times sake, for Buffy might not have any time left as it is, though I would never say that aloud to Faith, who is especially close to Buffy.
I smile for her as I watch her form running and remember the amazing time that we had on the flight here from New York and from the flight from San Francisco to New York. Already in love, I don't want to disappoint her. We have to find this Xavier that Angel spoke of, who he is certain that has Buffy, only he surmised that it is probably Paris and that Xavier does have a castle here, although Angel also mentioned that Xavier also keeps a home in his native Brussels.
At the front of the airport, we commandeered a Mercedes from a nice woman and I drove away, knowing that in very little time, that the Police would be up our asses.
"We have to find a cemetary. The vamps around here have to know who Xavier is and more importantly, where he is, baby, and I'm getting this feeling that Buffy's time is nearing an end, if it hasn't already..."
She shot me a look as I weaved through night traffic. Why did I say that? I knew that it would stress her out. I sensed that saving Buffy was more important to Faith then I was, and again, I was ready to except that. I would always make Faith happy in whatever way that I could and let her feel how she would feel without argument.
She turned the wheel on me and as I looked at her before looking quickly back to the road, I noticed that she was leading me to the wrought iron fence of a cemetery. I slammed on the brakes and ripped the car into a parked position at the side of the road.
Faith was quickly out of the car and leaped over the ten or fifteen foot high fence with spikes at the top. I shrugged and leapt over the gate as well, now looking at a very large, well manicured and heavily treed cemetery. Faith was off rushing towards the distance and I pulled up beside of her. "Let me do the sensing here, honey. I'm the one that can sense them."
It didn't take long to hear a group of vamps, for some reason, though it is night, hanging in one of the crypts.
Faith kicked the door open before we could form a plan. The woman knows what she wants to do. Who am I to argue. There are six vamps in here and I don my fangs, as Faith produces the stake in her pocket.
I was just guessing here, but kill five, brutally and keep one alive, although if we do that, how do we know that we won't be killing one that knows where Xavier might hail, and keep alive a useless vamp who doesn't know?
The vampires charged and Faith tensed up, ready to slay.
I decided to play the lead here. "If any of you know where Xavier's palace is, and tell us, then you all get to live. You have a slayer here and a vampire that can kick all of your asses, now what will it be?"
I noticed that one backed away, frightened, but the other five weren't going to be treated like this, so they would soon be dust.
[Faith]
It was a rush to put our clothes back on in the cargo hold of the plane before getting out and beating the cargo employees so that they didn't see us, not that it mattered at this point because nobody was stopping either of us from getting to Buffy now. I just hoped and knew that felt the same, that she was okay.
I ran with her, looking for transportation. Paris is a big city and I know little of it, having never been here before and Faith knows even less, so we are forced to get a car for times sake, for Buffy might not have any time left as it is, though I would never say that aloud to Faith, who is especially close to Buffy.
I smile for her as I watch her form running and remember the amazing time that we had on the flight here from New York and from the flight from San Francisco to New York. Already in love, I don't want to disappoint her. We have to find this Xavier that Angel spoke of, who he is certain that has Buffy, only he surmised that it is probably Paris and that Xavier does have a castle here, although Angel also mentioned that Xavier also keeps a home in his native Brussels.
At the front of the airport, we commandeered a Mercedes from a nice woman and I drove away, knowing that in very little time, that the Police would be up our asses.
"We have to find a cemetary. The vamps around here have to know who Xavier is and more importantly, where he is, baby, and I'm getting this feeling that Buffy's time is nearing an end, if it hasn't already..."
She shot me a look as I weaved through night traffic. Why did I say that? I knew that it would stress her out. I sensed that saving Buffy was more important to Faith then I was, and again, I was ready to except that. I would always make Faith happy in whatever way that I could and let her feel how she would feel without argument.
She turned the wheel on me and as I looked at her before looking quickly back to the road, I noticed that she was leading me to the wrought iron fence of a cemetery. I slammed on the brakes and ripped the car into a parked position at the side of the road.
Faith was quickly out of the car and leaped over the ten or fifteen foot high fence with spikes at the top. I shrugged and leapt over the gate as well, now looking at a very large, well manicured and heavily treed cemetery. Faith was off rushing towards the distance and I pulled up beside of her. "Let me do the sensing here, honey. I'm the one that can sense them."
It didn't take long to hear a group of vamps, for some reason, though it is night, hanging in one of the crypts.
Faith kicked the door open before we could form a plan. The woman knows what she wants to do. Who am I to argue. There are six vamps in here and I don my fangs, as Faith produces the stake in her pocket.
I was just guessing here, but kill five, brutally and keep one alive, although if we do that, how do we know that we won't be killing one that knows where Xavier might hail, and keep alive a useless vamp who doesn't know?
The vampires charged and Faith tensed up, ready to slay.
I decided to play the lead here. "If any of you know where Xavier's palace is, and tell us, then you all get to live. You have a slayer here and a vampire that can kick all of your asses, now what will it be?"
I noticed that one backed away, frightened, but the other five weren't going to be treated like this, so they would soon be dust.
[Faith]