FF: The Willow Chronicles: Stalking Death: Chapter Two

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Series: The Willow Chronicles 
Title: Stalking Death 
Chapter: Two/? 
Rating: R 
Pairing: Willow/Buffy, Willow/Alex 
Fandom: Buffy 
Timeline: Two months after Wrecked 
Spoilers: Nope 
Beta Reader: Dark Gremlin 

Notes: Think Willow meets Nancy Drew. I've decided that what Willow needs right now, is 
something to make her feel more important. Not magic or hacking. But something that makes a 
difference, but at the same time is all her own. 

Summary: A classmate dies mysteriously and the police have targeted a friend for the murder. 
She finds herself trapped between her duty in helping her friends solve the newest hellmouth 
baddie, and saving a friend from an evil a lot closer to home. 

Disclaimer: Not mine. 

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" I told you she was in love with you." 

Willow wanted to continue arguing with the pooka, but after seeing how possessive the slayer had 
been, she was unable to. " I don't know what to do." 

" I could give you some pointers." 

She laughed at the other woman, " I'm sure you can, however....police." 

" Police? I don't think they perform that kind of service." 

" No. Look." She pointed to the group of police cars and the CSI units. " Wh-? Jaime?" 

Willow went into a jog as she spotted her handcuffed mentor being lead to an umarked police car. She sped 
up as Chris pushed the young African American into the back of the police car. 

" Jamie!!!" 

Willow started to stop behind the wrestler and touched his arm, " Chris, what...?" 

She felt her head snap back violently, the pain in her left eye exploding outward until it 
drove her into her pet. She whimpered softly into the arms of her lover, feeling fire in her 
nose, eye, and left cheek. 

" Damn it. What the hell were you trying to do Chris?" A new voice asked angrily. 

Willow leaned against her pet, trying to get her left eye to open, even a crack. The swollen lid 
remained stubborn though, leaving her with only one eye. 

" It's not my fault. She should no better than to sneak up on a cop when he's with a suspect." 

" Suspect?" Willow moved to stand between Chris and her cousin. " Why are you arresting her?" 

" That is none of your business." Chris snarled. 

Kevin ran a hand over his face at his partner's response. " Chris, get in the car." 

" But..." 

" Now!!" Kevin glared at the younger man until he disappeared into the passenger seat. " Do 
you mind telling me why you care?" 

" She's my friend." 

" She killed her lover last night." 

" What? No. She'd never..." 

Kevin clapped her shoulder sadly, " Sorry Will, but we have witnesses. Look, I'll keep an eye 
on her for you. Okay?" 

" Yeah, sure. Kev? Thanks." She watched the dark haired man that she had grown up with 
drive off, trying to process what he'd said. " She wouldn't kill anyone, especially not Judy." 

" Are you sure? Mortals are fickle..." 

She scowled at her pet, " She wouldn't do that." 

" I'll take your word for it." Alex glanced at the surrounded dorm. " So now what?" 

" Now, we go to the magic box." 

" What? That's it. You're friend gets in trouble and you just turn your back on her?" 

She turned from her pet and started walking towards the center of town. " My laptop is 
there, and I can't hack into the police system without it." 

" Why don't we check out the crime scene first?" 

" Two reason's. One, there are a dozen cops around." 

" And two?" 

" If they catch the real killer and we break in before they've finished processing the scene, the 
defense lawyer can get the case dismissed due to our contaminating the scene." 

" You know red, I think we'll get along just fine." 

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" What did you do to her?" 

Buffy slammed the dark haired woman onto the table, scattering the dozens of books the 
others had been sorting through across the floor. She nearly growled at the amusement in the 
Asian woman's eyes, more than willing to knock the humor from her face. 

" Chris did it." 

She glanced over at the red head trying to pull her off Alex. " Chris?" 


" Yeah. Big and dumb with an attitude problem." 

Reluctantly, she backed off of the pooka, keeping her eyes on the witches newest lover. She 
didn't care what anyone said, she didn't trust the woman. " I'm going to kill the bastard." 

" It wasn't his fault. He thought I was trying to spring his prisoner." 

" The hell it wasn't." Alex growled angrily, " He knew it was you and he hit you anyway. 
Even that cousin of yours could see that." 

" Look, Kevin will handle it. Besides, I don't want anymore friends in jail for murder." 

" I think strips would look good on your pet." Dawn muttered. 

Anya dumped the floor bound books onto the table, " Dawn said you're practicing magic 
again." 

" Not exactly." 

She narrowed her eyes at her friend. " You said that Jaime was teaching you." 

" She is, but we haven't performed any spells." 

" I don't understand..." 

Xander glanced up from the thick book he was reading, " Witches that suffer from addiction 
have to under go constant purification rituals in order to purge the black magic from their 
system, along with reeducation. It's necessary, especially for natural witches like Willow, because 
they can't stop using magic. If they do it'll find other outlets, like when she's sleeping she might 
start levitating things around her, or subconsciously perform a spell." Xander frowned at the 
shocked looks on everyone's faces, his puppy dog eyes drooping sadly. " What? She's my best 
bud, and no one else was doing the research." 

Willow crossed the distance, and engulfed Xander in a tight hug. " Thank you." 

" Anything for my Will's." 

Anya sighed dreamily, " You're so sexy when you act smart." 

Xander gulped as the ex-demon grabbed his wrist. " Uh, An..." 

" I want an orgasm." 

Buffy smiled inspite herself as the blonde dragged him off into the supply room. Leave it to 
Anya to miss the whole point, or be too caught up in her hormones to care. " Well, that was 
certainly..." 

" ..interesting?" Willow asked. 

" I was going for gross, but that works too." She smiled at the red head, taking in the large 
bruise that was spread across her nose, eye, and cheek. " We should put some ice on that eye." 

" I'll go do that." Willow touched her arm briefly then headed for the training room. 

She should go after the red head. After all, she might not know where the ice is, or she might 
need some help putting the ice on the bruise. Oh yeah, that was definitely a two person task. 

" I'll help you." 

Willow looked up from the ice tray as she entered the room with a painful but amused 
expression. " I think I can handle getting some ice." 

" It might get all mean, and try to put up a fight, and as the slayer it's my job to protect 
you." 

" From crazy, hell mouthy, ice?" Willow asked doubtfully. 

Buffy nodded seriously, closing the distance between them. She lifted her hand up and 
caressed Willow's uninjured check. " I don't want to risk it." 

" My hero." The red head whispered, pressing their bodies close together. " What else are 
you going to save me from?" 

Buffy licked her suddenly dry lips, and moved closer, until her lips were hovering a hair's 
breath away from Willow's. " Lust crazed familiar's." 

WHAM!!! 

She spun around into a defensive stance, nearly screaming when she saw Dawn standing inside 
the door. The teenager was glaring at her while picked up the large book from the floor. 

" Oops. Sorry about that." Dawn straightened back up, narrowing her eyes at Buffy. " I 
wasn't interrupting something, was I?" 

" Did you want something?" Buffy asked. 

" Yeah," Dawn glanced over the slayer's shoulder to Willow, " Could you help Tara with the 
crate of books? Anya is missing in action, and you're the only one that knows what to do with 
them." 

Willow nodded, resting her hand on the small of the slayers back while she leaned in. " We'll 
finish this later." 

Buffy forced herself to relax, glad that the red head didn't regret what had nearly happened. 
Although, she was seriously starting to consider locking Dawn in her room until she was forty. 
She started to approach the younger teen as Willow left the room. It was time that they had a 
little talk. 

" Dawn..." 

" I have to finish my homework." 

She ran a hand through her hair, watching the teen run off. At least now she'd figured out 
how to get her sister to do her homework. " We are so going to have a long talk tonight." 

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Dawn Summer's was by fault a kind, friendly girl, who had no qualms about being friends 
with demons or people that were considered weird. But there was a limit to how friendly she 
would be, and when the person in question dared to mess with Willow then that's were she 
drew the line. 

" Um, Alex?" She asked innocently. 

" Yes." 

She smiled angelically at the dark haired Asian, determined to teach the brat a lesson. " Could 
you give me a hand with these boxes of weapons? I promised Anya that I would put them in 
the back closet." 

Alex smiled brightly at her, almost making her feel guilty for what she was about to do. 
Almost. 

" Of course." 

She watched the dark haired woman scoop up one of the heavy boxes with ease and head 
into the back. Allowing herself a small smirk, she followed the woman. She snorted as the dark 
haired woman entered the walk in closet. With one quick kick the door slammed closed, with a 
flick of her hand it was locked. 

" Oh my, I wonder how that happened." 

Dawn turned her back to the door, getting a deep sense of pride as the familiar began to 
pound on the door. Whistling softly to herself, she couldn't help but think that life was 
starting to work out. 

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Willow slammed the laptop closed with an irritated grunt. The evidence was circumstantial at 
best. The so called witnesses were half drunk college students that heard them arguing, and the 
gun shot. Another student saw Jaime leaving before the gun shot, but since that same student 
was a close friend of Jaime's then they weren't inclined to believe him. 

" I take it isn't good news?" 

She shook her head to Alex's question, slightly relieved that the pooka had stopped brooding 
over being locked in the closet. " The gun is untraceable, no serial number, no fingerprints. The 
sum of their case is that Jaime had an argument shortly before Judy was killed." 

" Then the case should be dismissed, right?" 

" Apparently not. The D.A. is a major bigot against gay's, and he wouldn't pass up an 
opportunity like this." 

" Even with so little evidence." 

Willow leaned back in thought, " Alex, this is Sunnydale, a small town that is brimming with 
small minded idiots." 

" That still doesn't make it right." 

" No, it doesn't." She glanced out at the evening sky, " You still want to check out the crime 
scene?" 

" Absolutely." Alex answered. 

" Good." She stood up angrily. Jaime had been there for her when she needed someone the 
most. She helped her fight the addiction, and stop the magic that was slowly killing her. Now 
it was time to return the favor. 






Aeris Jade Orion

Grey Fox, and cause of Discord in the outback.

" Are we mice, or are we men?"
" We're mice."

- Stephan Kings IT