The Scooby gang hits the road . . .
Another Slayer has been found dead and mutilated in Boston. This does not look good. Something out there seems to be once again targeting Slayers. I wonder if the First is at it again, or if this is some new threat.
Buffy has quickly organized a road trip to Boston to check things out, see what we can find. I feel it's my duty to go along, being the Watcher's Council representative in the States. (Mr. Giles returned to England this past week on orders from the Council, which is semi-strange since they just sent us to America a short while ago. I'm sure it's nothing to worry about, probably just a briefing on the consulate project before we get the ball rolling.)
We're leaving in just a little while; Buffy feels (and rightly so) that it's better to drive at night, so that we don't have to worry about Spike in regard to that whole bursting-into-flame thing.
Ben has decided to stay behind in Cleveland. He doesn't like road trips much, says he gets motion sickness really badly in cars. Personally, I don't think he likes America much; the culture shock hasn't really been easy for him. We're working through it though. Anyway, so he's staying here while we go off in search of the Big Bad. I hope he'll be all right by himself. I'm sure he will be; I'm just feeling the separation anxiety already.
Okay, I need to go pack now. I don't know how long we'll be gone, so I'll just have to use good sense on how much to pack. I wonder if there's room in the car for my Fantastic Four books. Hmmmm, I hope Buffy or Spike don't throw them out the window . . .
Buffy has quickly organized a road trip to Boston to check things out, see what we can find. I feel it's my duty to go along, being the Watcher's Council representative in the States. (Mr. Giles returned to England this past week on orders from the Council, which is semi-strange since they just sent us to America a short while ago. I'm sure it's nothing to worry about, probably just a briefing on the consulate project before we get the ball rolling.)
We're leaving in just a little while; Buffy feels (and rightly so) that it's better to drive at night, so that we don't have to worry about Spike in regard to that whole bursting-into-flame thing.
Ben has decided to stay behind in Cleveland. He doesn't like road trips much, says he gets motion sickness really badly in cars. Personally, I don't think he likes America much; the culture shock hasn't really been easy for him. We're working through it though. Anyway, so he's staying here while we go off in search of the Big Bad. I hope he'll be all right by himself. I'm sure he will be; I'm just feeling the separation anxiety already.
Okay, I need to go pack now. I don't know how long we'll be gone, so I'll just have to use good sense on how much to pack. I wonder if there's room in the car for my Fantastic Four books. Hmmmm, I hope Buffy or Spike don't throw them out the window . . .