Buffy the vampire show

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Chapter name – A bite for a bite.

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Scene – Forest on the edge of town.

Buffy was tracking the smell of a fresh kill, which she thought would attract Oz. She stopped and Willow almost ran into her.

Buffy sniffed the air and looked around as if looking for something.

Willow – “You can smell Oz?”

Buffy – “No. I smell gunpowder. That hunter is nearby.”

The hunter came out from behind a bush, aiming his double barreled flint lock rifle at the trio.

Cain, laughing a little - “You can smell my gunpowder?”

Buffy, frowning – “Yeah. So? And can you point that somewhere else?”

Cain – “Smelling gunpowder like that aint normal. You’re a wolf, aren’t you?”

Buffy – “No. I’m not a werewolf. I’ve just got a good nose. Gunpowder has a strong smell anyway. It’s so, uh, I dunno, smelly.”

Cain – “But I haven’t even fired a shot yet.”

Buffy, frowning – “Really? Because .. really?”

Willow stepped forwards with her hands up and Cain pointed the gun at Willow.

Cain – “Stay right there.”

Willow – “L-look, sir, we can’t kill that werewolf because it’s my boyfriend.”

Cain, sounding kinda crazy - “Gave him a love bite, did you?”

Willow, confused – “What? You think- I’m not a werewolf. I mean, hey look! Full moon.”

Cain – “I’ve heard of your kind before. You can change between wolf and man at will. It makes a lot of sense now. It explains why the wolf didn’t kill the blonde at that bar. And it explains why you’re all hunting werewolves without any proper weapons. My god, is that a paintball gun?”

Giles – “It’s a tranquilizer rifle.”

Cain – “Ahh, right. So I’ll shoot you first then.”

Giles barely had any time to react before Cain pointed his rifle at him and fired. Somehow, Buffy found the time to stand in front of him and take the brunt of a silver round.

Then Cain turned the gun to Willow and fired the second barrel. Again, Buffy took the blow. This time, she spun with the shot and fell onto her hands and knees.

While Cain was empty Giles leveled up the tranquilizer gun and shot him.

Cain was asleep before he even hit the ground.

Willow, at Buffy’s side – “Oh god. Buffy. Are you okay?”

Buffy didn’t respond. Instead, her game face turned on and she looked like she was gagging on something. Then she fell over sideways and Willow saw the two wet splotches against Buffy’s black T-shirt where she had been shot.

Buffy, from the ground – “That went well.”

Giles – “You should be okay. Vampires are notoriously immune to gunfire.”

Buffy, glaring at Giles – “Funny. I feel kinda mune. Not dying but definitely mune.”

Willow, to Giles – “Could it be because of the silver? Maybe it affects vampires more than normal lead.”

Buffy – “No. I think it’s because of that honking big gun. Look, can we pull these bullets out or something? They’re kinda uncomfortable. Kinda hot too.”

Giles, pulling out his first aid kit from his pack – “Oh, of course.”

Willow – “But what about the hunter? What if he wakes up?”

Giles, chuckling – “I don’t think he’ll wake up any time soon. And when he does, he won’t be in any condition to harm anyone.”

Buffy – “Don’t tell me. He’ll wake up with a splitting head ache and a dry taste in his mouth.”

Giles – “Why yes. How did you know?”

Buffy – “I’ve been there before.”

Giles, looking Buffy over – “It seems you took a shot to the lung so maybe it’s best if you refrain from talking.”

Buffy sighed and closed her mouth with a pout.

Giles was about to rip open Buffy’s shirt then turned to Willow.

Giles – “Perhaps it’s better if you removed the bullets.”

Willow – “Why me? I’ve never done this before.”

Giles – “It’s really easy. Vampire’s don’t bleed that much so I think the only problem will be locating the bullet. Here, you just put the forceps into the wound and pull the bullet out.”

Giles put the long metal pincers in her hands.

Willow – “But I’m not good with blood. Or with the poking into wounds and pain causing. You do it.”

Giles hemmed and turned his back on them.

Giles – “You’ll need to remove her shirt first.”

Willow, realizing the watcher’s reluctance - “Oh.”

Giles, still with his back turned – “I suggest you use the scissors.”

Buffy – “But my shirt! This is my favorite black shirt.”

Willow – “And it’s already been ruined by the two bullet holes in it.”

Buffy – “Oh alright. Snip away.”

Buffy rested back as Willow scissored a line up Buffy’s shirt and pulled it open to reveal Buffy’s chest covered in nothing more than her bra and two gaping chest wounds. While Willow did this Giles kept busy by reloading a dart into his rifle.

Willow – “Now I’m going to, uh, put these forceps into-“

Buffy, interrupting her – “Just do it!”

Willow – “You might want to bite down on something.”

Buffy, impatiently – “Just do it before I bite down on you!”

Willow, cringing – “Okay.”

Willow placed the tip of the forceps against one of the wounds and Buffy tensed up for the pain to follow.

Then Willow gently slid it into her. After no more than a foot, the forceps tapped again something metallic and Buffy grunted. Willow slowly opened them and trapped the bullet in their grip. There was some resistance as she pulled the bullet out and she found that she had to really pull at it. Then it popped out unexpectantly and Buffy’s let out a cry of relief.

Willow found herself staring at the deformed silver bullet.

Willow – “Well, that’s one. Now for the next one.”

Buffy looked at her with her tongue hanging out in exhaustion.

Buffy – “Just give me a few minutes here.”

Giles, still with his back turned – “We might not have a few minutes. Any moment now, the werewolf could come back.”

Buffy, sighing – “That won’t be a problem. It’s already here.”

The werewolf sprung out of the bushes towards Willow, bowling over Giles as it went.

Before it pounced on Willow, Buffy pushed herself off the ground and tackled it. Her footing wasn’t good and she was forced onto her back with the werewolf on top of her.

Willow ran over to Giles who was out cold. At first, she thought he hit his head on something but then realized he had somehow shot himself in the shoe with a tranquilizer dart.

Buffy rolled them both over so that she was on top. She couldn’t hold him down with just her weight though and the werewolf got up onto his feet with Buffy hanging on with her legs around his waist. The werewolf tried to shake her off with no success and then ran forwards into a large boulder, hitting Buffy in the back.

Buffy growled out in pain and growled again when the werewolf slammed her down onto the ground. While she was still stunned, the werewolf bit deep into her shoulder and Buffy let out a whimper. Instead of pushing the wolf off, she bit him on his shoulder too as they both set up a death roll with the other.

They rolled around like that for a while and then they both let go slowly. The werewolf tilted its head way back and howled at the moon in victory while Buffy had turned into a submissive rag doll.

Then a dart appeared on Oz’s arm and he slumped down on top of Buffy. Willow came over, her face covered in worry.

Willow – “Buffy. Are you okay?”

Buffy, groaning – “And it was just getting good.”

Willow, confused – “Huh?”

Buffy, shaking her head clear – “Nothing.”

Buffy strained and pushed Oz off her. Then Willow helped her to her feet which turned out to be a real chore with Buffy.

Willow – “Are you gonna to be okay?”

Buffy – “Yeah. I’ve just lost some blood is all.”

Willow – “Should I get your thermos?”

Buffy – “Nah. Just get this bullet out of me before the wound seals up.”

Willow – “Are you sure this is the time? What about them.”

Buffy looked over at Cain and Giles.

Buffy – “They’re not going anywhere.”

Willow was conflicted but gave in to Buffy’s request. She picked up the forceps and placed them against Buffy’s second gun shot wound. With a grimace, Willow pushed them inside the wound and just like the time before, she found the bullet. When Willow pulled on the bullet, Buffy’s hands wrapped around hers and stopped her.

Willow – “Buffy. We’ve got to get the bullet out now otherwise it’ll seal over like you said.”

But Buffy wasn’t listening. Instead she was pulling the bullet back into her, even deeper than it started. Willow wasn’t an expert on reading emotions on a vampire’s face but it looked to her like she was enjoying it.

Willow – “Buffy. Let go.”

But Buffy just growled hungrily back at her and forced Willow down onto the ground. Still with the forceps in her hand, Willow lifted her legs up and kicked Buffy away, pulling the bullet out as she did. Buffy fell back against a boulder and clutched at the hole in her chest in pain. As she did Buffy looked at Willow and growled like a wounded tiger.

Willow scrambled back away from Buffy, crying as she did.

Willow – “Buffy, you want to think about you’re doing.”

But Buffy was beyond hearing and pounced on Willow, knocking her back to the ground. With a single minded purpose, she held Willow’s hair with one hand and pulled her head to one side to expose their neck. Buffy reared back with her eyes closed and her mouth open, ready to strike down. Then she falter and fell to the side, unconscious.

Willow let out a sigh of relief then pulled the handful of darts out of Buffy’s side which she had just stabbed there.

With a degree of pain, she got up and cricked her neck a little. Then she looked around at the scene and groaned.

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Scene – Library, the next day.

Oz and Buffy were waiting with very uncomfortable, guilty looks.

Oz – “I’m sorry for biting you.”

Buffy – “It’s okay. I bit you back.”

Oz rubbed his shoulder and winced.

Oz – “I wondered.”

Buffy – “It wasn’t all bad.”

Oz, raising an eyebrow – “Really?”

Buffy – “I, uh, enjoyed it a little. In fact, I think I enjoyed it too much.”

Oz didn’t quite know how to react to that.

Buffy – “Oz?”

Oz – “Buffy, I’m not interested in a relationship with you.”

Buffy – “No. I mean I get that. You’re with Willow.”

Oz – “Not anymore.”

Buffy, frowning – “What? Because of what happened between us? Oz, I don’t want to get between you two.”

Oz – “It’s not you. It’s me. You think Willow will want anything to do with me now?”

Buffy – “I would. I mean I wouldn’t but if I was Willow then I would. It would just take some adaptation on your part.”

Oz – “Some adaptation? Buffy. I turn into a freaking killing machine at nights.”

Buffy – “No, you don’t. You haven’t killed anyone yet.”

Oz – “But Theresa-“

Buffy, stopping him – “Was killed by Angelus, not you. We checked it out. So far you haven’t killed anyone unless you count some small animals.”

Oz smiled a conflicted smile.

Oz – “That’s great except for the small animals part.”

Buffy – “I guess even in wolf form, there’s still some part of you in control.”

Oz – “I don’t think so. I think it was just luck.”

Buffy – “Maybe but Oz, this is just a small problem. We just have to lock you up at night sometimes.”

Oz – “Yeah. I guess. But I attacked Willow. That’s not something you just forget.”

Buffy – “When Willow came and told us you were the werewolf I got the feeling that she was more afraid for you than afraid of you.”

This made Oz turn inwards and contemplate what Buffy said.

Buffy – “I’m sure Willow will be fine with you being a werewolf. She’ll just give you the no-biting rule and -”

Oz, looking up at Buffy and smiling – “A no-biting rule?”

Buffy – “Oh yeah. Biting is a big Sunnydale faux pas. My boyfriend bit me once and we all know how that turned out.”

Willow – “A no-biting rule sounds good.”

Oz and Buffy turned around and found Willow standing there with a smile.

Buffy, trying to sound upbeat and failing – “Hey. If it’s not the last man standing. How was Giles?”

Willow – “Not coming in today. He’s still feeling the effects of the tranquilizer. How about you two?”

Buffy – “I’m fine.”

Oz – “Me too. Willow, I just want to say right now that I’m sorry for attacking you.”

Buffy – “So am I. If there’s anything I can do to make up for it, just tell me.”

Willow, with a smile – “How about giving me and Oz some alone time?”

Buffy nodded and quietly left the room, leaving the other two alone in the library. As Buffy left, Willow’s smile disappeared.

Willow walked up to Oz, solemnly and Oz stood in place, ready for rejection.

Willow – “Do you.. do you want me as your girlfriend?”

Oz, surprised at the question – “Yes. Oh god, yes.”

Willow held up her hand, silencing him.

Willow – “Then we need to talk. A relationship is built on talking.”

Oz – “I sorry I didn’t tell you I was the werewolf. I only just figured it out yesterday and I was so freaked and then I thought I killed Theresa and I-I just wanted to hide.”

Willow – “I think I understand.”

Oz – “So we’re good?”

Willow – “Not quite. Umm, about Buffy. Are you sure you wouldn’t rather be her boyfriend?”

Oz, laughing slightly – “Uh, no. I don’t think so. She’s great but I-I can’t picture it.”

Willow – “Then why does wolf-you keep trying to mate with her?”

Oz, turning embarrassed – “Uh, it’s like this. Buffy, her outwards appearance is.. and she’s got that evil undead thing..”

Willow – “What are you trying to say? She’s hotter than me?”

Oz – “No, it’s not that. There’s something about her that my darker side is attracted to. But I’m not interested in her. Her personality is.. it doesn’t do anything for me. You understand?”

Willow – “I think so. So you like me for my mind?”

Oz – “Yes but your body is great too. There’s nothing wrong there.”

Willow – “But I don’t dig up naughty thoughts like Buffy does?”

Oz - “Truthfully? Not as much. You dig up nice, warm fluffy thoughts. You dig up thoughts that make me glad I’m your boyfriend.”

Willow’s cold demeanor melted and she rolled her eyes as she gave it up.

Willow – “Smooth talker.”

Oz, grinning – “Thanks.”

Willow took the opportunity to lean over and kiss Oz on the mouth.

Oz blinked and then smiled even more.

Willow moved to leave then stopped herself and turned back to him. She placed her arms on both sides of Oz’s neck, effectively trapping him in place.

Willow – “You know how relationships are based on talking?”

Oz, a little uncertain now – “Yes?”

Willow – “I just realized that there was something I should have mentioned earlier. It’s not that I don’t like you, I really do. It’s just..”

Then Willow crept closer and whispered in his ear.

Willow – “It’s just, sometimes you dig up naughty thoughts in me. Like when I caught you with those shackles last night. Mmm, so naughty. You’re okay with that, aren’t you?”

Oz gulped and had to struggle to find his voice.

Oz – “Uh, yeah. I’m okay with that.”

Willow leaned back off Oz with a wicked smile. Then she turned and walked out of the room, leaving him there to stare after her.

Oz – “What have I gotten myself into?”

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End of Episode.

Continued in next chapter.