FIC: The Two - [9/24] - R

[Andy Stoffel <see2go4me@xxxxxxxxx>]

TITLE: The Two (9/24)
AUTHOR: -Andy- (see2go4me@xxxxxxxxx)
RATING: R (For future violence and adult situations) 
STATUS: A WiP.
DISCLAIMER: This is a derivative work. All characters belong to
Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Fox Television, and others. I don't
own any of this, just the words gluing my story together. 
SUMMARY: Buffy meets a different kind of Willow in an alternate
universe. (It really is gonna be a B/W folks. Getting there.)
SPOILERS: All seasons of BtVS. Let's pretend Season 5 of Angel
didn't happen.
DISTRIBUTION: buffywantswillow, ikoly, and my blog fanfic pages.
Anyone else, e-mail me please.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: 
[1] Reminder - I write slowly. The next installment of this fic
will probably be posted in late July/early August.
[2] Feedback welcome/desired. Especially the kind that helps me
write better.
[3] The previous 8 parts can be found in the archives for this
list, on Ikoly, and my blog (along with the occasional spoilers
for future parts).

- - -

Part IX Title: "Field Trip"

- - -

Looking at the taller redhead, for just a second Buffy could
have sworn she saw something other than nervousness fly across
her pale face. Willow's eyes seemed to briefly take on a
predatory gleam. Her sense of self preservation was too well
developed for Buffy to dismiss it completely but she knew she
could have been mistaken. 

They started out slowly, circling each other in the small room.
Buffy observed how Willow moved like a small cat toying with a
mouse, looking as if she were playing a game and not doing
something that could turn deadly in an instant. This went on for
what felt like several minutes but it was really only for a few
seconds. 

Suddenly, Willow stepped into Buffy's path and applied a move
that would have knocked a normal person off of their feet. Buffy
rolled with it, turning the move into a throw that sent the
surprised Willow half way across the room. This went on for
several minutes. Willow trying to gain the upper hand and Buffy
turning every move against her. She could tell Willow was
surprised at her ability to read a move and react to it so
quickly.

After ten minutes of this, Buffy knew that if anything was going
to be accomplished by this pseudo-sparring session with Willow,
instead of turning into a big waste of time, she was going to
have to initiate it. Unless she used magic Willow just didn't
have the skill or strength to provide even the remotest
challenge needed to display the things Buffy did best. The way
things were going Willow wasn't going to learn anything that
would help her decide if Buffy was a fit sparring partner for
her slayer.

"Okay, that's enough!" Buffy announced after Willow attempted to
get past her defenses one more time. "This isn't really working.
It's got the potential for some fun but certainly won't
accomplish what you wanted. There must be another way to satisfy
you." Buffy groaned silently as soon as the words left her
mouth. She really hadn't meant to say that and from the look
that appeared briefly on Willow's face she probably didn't want
to know what Willow thought she meant by it.

Willow looked at her thoughtfully for a moment. "Unless you can
arrange to fight several demons and vampires while I watch, I
don't know what else we can try."

"That sounds too much like a 'stupid pet trick'" Buffy
protested. "Except a little more deadly."

"A what?" Willow looked confused.

"Sorry. Pop culture reference from my childhood." She was really
going to have to get a television. A world without a David
Letterman was too bizarre even for her life. "It's obvious that
you aren't skilled enough to get past my defenses and I'm not
going to just stand here and let you hit me. Dawn would quickly
get bored trying to spar like that and certainly wouldn't get
much benefit out of it."

"But you haven't really given me a chance to assess your
technique." Willow grumbled. "I know you are faster and stronger
than I am so you certainly would be a better sparring partner
for her in that respect. But you're right. We aren't getting
anywhere with this. I want to know what you can really do in a
fight if Dawn is going to learn anything from you."

"So what do you want to do?" Buffy asked curiously.

"Maybe we should go on a field trip?" Willow suggested in a half
serious manner. "There must be a place where vampires and other
things congregate, where you can demonstrate the things you
know?"

"Sure." Buffy agreed, partly to see if Willow was serious. "As
long as it doesn't turn into a circus."

"Maybe we can follow her on her next patrol?" Willow proposed.

"And not let her deal with any vampires she's found? Is that
fair to her?" Buffy asked, surprised.

"Well, you've been doing it for weeks now anyway."

"Yes... well..." Buffy said., slightly embarrassed. "I was just
keeping an eye on her until I could figure out why all those
vampires were following her."

"What did you find out?" Willow asked, distracted.

"Nothing yet. They're just cannon fodder. Whomever is sending
them isn't telling them anything useful." Buffy tried to get the
conversation back on track. "I guess we could head down to LA.
Shouldn't be too hard to find something willing to fight."

"Okay." Willow reluctantly agreed. "When."

"No time like the present. Meet me at the bookshop tonight."
Buffy suggested. "After you're done working with Dawn. We can
have a quick dinner and then we can head south."

"Just the two of us?" Willow squeaked, giving Buffy a look she
couldn't quite interpret.

"Yes." Buffy told her, wondering why the idea had gotten that
reaction.

"What if Dawn insists on going with us?"

"If she asks," something Buffy really doubted would happen,
"tell her it's a date." At the shocked look on Willow's face she
raised an eyebrow. "You and I know it won't be but she seems so
determined that we get together that she'll fall for it." Buffy
wondered at the slightly disappointed expression that appeared
briefly on Willow's face.

"Okay. I'll do that." Willow told her softly.

"Do you have to go back to your classroom yet?" Buffy asked her.


"No, I do have lunch duty today but I'm free until then."

"I need to burn off some excess energy before work." Buffy said.
"Interested in a quick run down to the beach?"

"Sure." Willow smiled at the invitation. "Let me get some
different shoes. I'll be limping for the next week if I run in
these." She pointed at her sneakers.

"Okay, I'll meet you out front?"

"Yes. I'll just be a minute. Thanks." Willow smiled at her again
before rushing from the room.

- - -

Buffy set an easy pace as they headed down the street. While it
was obvious to Buffy from their abbreviated sparring session
that Willow was in pretty good shape they really hadn't done
anything as strenuous as her normal quick run. And this wasn't
really about the exercise. She'd already had her run for the
day. She just had an urge to spend more time with Willow before
they both had to head to work for the afternoon.

It took thirty minutes to get to the beach from the Coven house.
Buffy was just starting to feel warmed up but it was clear to
her that Willow really needed a break. "I think we really need
to work on your endurance." Buffy told her, watching Willow's
sweat drenched form shakily sit on a bench near the beach
entrance. "You're just like your slayer."

"What do you mean?"

"You're both all set for the quick encounters but that's not
always how things work out. In a long fight you would both be
dead." Buffy told her soberly. "It's not good."

"I have plenty of endurance." Willow protested, before adding
with a smirk "just not for this."

Buffy ignored the innuendo. "Okay enduro-girl. Let's walk back
so you have a chance to recover before our trip tonight."

"Not walking, running." Willow told her, shrugging off the
helping hand Buffy offered her as she stood. "We'll see who has
endurance."

Buffy watched in amusement as the redhead took off running,
setting a pace she knew Willow couldn't keep up for long.
Quickly catching up to her, Buffy asked "Are you sure you want
to run this fast?"

Willow barely glanced her way, from the look on her face
concentrating 
on proving Buffy wrong. "Not fast, can't you keep up?"

"Yes. Don't expect me to carry you!" Buffy told her, trying hard
not to grin as she kept pace with the struggling woman.

The trip back to the coven house took longer than the run to the
beach. Willow ran out of steam halfway and then spent a few
minutes recovering before resuming at a much saner walk. They
didn't arrive back at the house until almost lunch. Buffy barely
had time to do more than take a quick shower in the small locker
room next to the other training room and head to work.

- - -

She was just finishing locking the bookshop up for the night
when Willow arrived, waiting quietly in front of the shop for
her to finish.

Buffy put the key in a pocket and smiled at her. "I hope you
don't mind but I ordered out for dinner. It should show up in a
few minutes."

"Where did you want to eat?" Willow asked, wondering if Buffy
expected to eat in the car on their way to LA.

"If you don't mind the lack of furniture," Buffy said, "we can
eat in my apartment."

Willow looked at her in surprise. This was the first mention
Buffy'd made of her apartment. In the weeks she'd known her,
Willow had gotten the impression that Buffy was a very private
person. So she had no idea where Buffy was living and hadn't
expected to see it any time soon. "That's fine. We can do that."
She waited for Buffy to take the lead.

"It's just upstairs." Buffy told her, taking her arm and leading
her around to the back entrance to the building. "I have a loft
on the second floor."

Willow watched her unlock a door under a small overhang to the
left of the back entrance to the bookshop, noticing how she
reached in and turned on a light, revealing a stairway leading
up, before going through the door. "This must be very
convenient." she commented. "You can eat at home every day."

"It was a coincidence. Or at least I think it was." Buffy told
her with a slight smile. "Madeline didn't advertise for help
until after I'd moved in. We don't need to wait down here for
the food. The delivery boy knows how to find the doorbell."

Willow followed her up the stairs, waiting on the top landing
while Buffy unlocked another door. Following her into the loft
she found herself in a large room with a small open kitchen to
her right. The rest of the visible space was open so she assumed
that a door to the left led to a bathroom of some sort. With the
exception of a small bed that looked like a futon laid flat, a
kitchen table with several chairs, and a large dresser that
seemed to be built into one wall the loft looked barely
occupied. 

Glancing around Willow noticed several books lying haphazardly
in a built-in bookshelf in a corner with several large cushions
and a beanbag chair next to it. "You really were serious about
not having furniture, weren't you."

"Yes." Buffy shrugged. "I was traveling fairly lightly this
time. I don't really have a lot of money for furniture. It's not
a big deal. This works for me. I don't need much."

"Okay. But if you ever want more furniture I'm sure we can find
you some."

Any answer Buffy might have had to the offer was interrupted by
the sound of a buzzer. "That'll be our food. I'll be right
back."

Willow was looking at the books on the shelf when Buffy returned
carrying several bags. They hadn't really told her anything
about the other woman but she still felt slightly guilty for
invading her privacy. She moved quickly away from them, trying
to make it appear as if she wasn't being nosy.

> From Buffy's next comment she must have noticed her looking. "I
know it's not much. I do most of my reading in the bookshop or
the coven's library."

"Sorry." Willow apologized.

Buffy just smiled at her as if she'd expected Willow to look at
them. "Why don't we eat. Hope you like spaghetti. Tony
recommended this restaurant near his bar that has a fantastic
sauce."

"Ooh... I know the one." Willow smiled, pleased. "They also have
great salads and garlic bread."

"Great. Then you won't mind that I got us several salads to go
with it." she told Willow as she removed the food from the bags
it had been brought in. "And garlic bread of course."

- - -

They had eaten dinner at a leisurely pace. Although Buffy wasn't
in any real hurry to head to LA they eventually finished eating.
Buffy explained her plans for the rest of the evening while they
washed up. "I was thinking we could check out several bars in
LA. I was down there a few weeks ago just to get a feel for the
area and noticed a couple places where demons hang out." she
told her. "And then we can see if there is any action in one of
the LA cemeteries."

"Do you think that'll give you a chance to demonstrate your
fighting skills?" Willow asked curiously.

"Well, normally a human walking into a demon bar is an
invitation for violence so it's almost guaranteed that you'll
see me fight." She noticed the wide eyed look from Willow.
"Don't worry. I'll keep you safe. And you do know some defensive
spells don't you?"

"Yes." Willow reassured her. "Though I don't get to use them
very often."

"You'll want to think about them on our way to LA tonight then.
You'll definitely need to have them ready to go." Buffy put down
the towel she'd been using and gestured to the door. "We should
get going."

Willow was surprised when Buffy reached into a closet next to
the bathroom door and pulled out two motorcycle helmets. She
handed one to Willow. Taking a leather jacket out also, she
pulled it on.

"Okay..." Willow looked at the helmet she was now holding. "I
take it we aren't going by car."

"No. Two wheels." Buffy told her with a grin. "Unfortunately, I
don't have a spare jacket. We won't get back until late and
you'll freeze without one, so we'll need to stop at your
apartment. You'll also need better shoes, boots if you have
them. Sorry."

- - -

Willow watched Buffy pull a motorcycle out of a small shed
behind the bookshop. She wasn't an expert in such things but it
certainly didn't look like something she wanted to ride down to
LA on. "Are you sure about this?" she asked nervously. "I can
always drive."

"No. This will be fine." Buffy gave Willow another grin.
"Besides, it's not like we need to take anything with us. I've
got everything we'll need in here." She patted one of the
saddlebags. 

Willow just stared at Buffy as she pulled on her helmet and got
onto the motorcycle. It suddenly looked much larger with the
small woman sitting on it.
"I don't know about this..." she muttered.

"If you're afraid we can take your car." Buffy offered.

"Afraid? Me? A slayer's guide is never afraid!" Willow told her
with false bravado. She just hoped Buffy didn't notice how much
the thought of flying down the highway on that contraption
frightened her. She put on the helmet Buffy had given her and
climbed onto the motorcycle behind Buffy.

"Just put your arms around my waist." Buffy ordered. "And keep
your feet on the footrests unless we've come to a stop."

"Okay." Willow put her arms around Buffy and held on tightly as
Buffy started it up.

"Comfortable?"

"I'm okay." Willow told her nervously.

"Great. First stop your apartment."

Willow couldn't see her face but she was sure from the tone of
her voice that Buffy must have had an amused grin on her face.

- - -

The trip down to LA hadn't been as bad as Willow had expected.
Once she'd changed into heavier shoes and her favorite leather
jacket she felt a lot more comfortable exposed to the elements
on Buffy's motorcycle. The trip was too noisy for any real
conversation so she'd concentrated on the feel of the machine
beneath her and Buffy in her arms. Who knew when she'd get to do
this again.

The journey ended abruptly in a well lit parking garage. After
shutting off her motorcycle, Buffy pulled off her helmet and
shook her head. "Helmet hair. Ugh!" Willow reluctantly released
her grip on Buffy's waist and removed her own helmet. "There's a
brush in the left saddlebag. Could you grab it?" Buffy asked
her.

"How far are we from our first stop?" Willow asked, looking
around after handing the brush to Buffy.

"About a block. Close enough if we have to run for it but far
enough so we shouldn't attract too much attention." She took off
her jacket and put it in the other saddlebag after removing
several stakes and a knife and hiding them somewhere in her
clothes. "Why don't you put your jacket in the other saddlebag.
You wouldn't happen to know a spell that'll keep people from
messing with it while we're gone?" Buffy asked hopefully.

Willow answered quickly. "Sure, not a problem." She looked at
Buffy curiously. "What would you have done if I didn't know a
spell to do that?"

"Locked it up and attached it to the nearest large immovable
object. And hoped for the best." She shrugged. "If someone
really wants an old bike like this you can't do much to stop
them."

"Okay." She appraised the motorcycle for a moment. "This'll just
take a second."
Willow muttered a few well chosen words under her breath. It
wasn't anything complicated and for once she didn't feel like
making it appear as if it was. "All set."

"Great." Buffy gave her a small smile and Willow couldn't help
smiling back.
"Let's get going."

- - -

They couldn't get into the first demon bar on their list. The
four armed, gray, eight foot high demon bouncer guarding the
door refused to allow them in citing a bar policy regarding
humans. No amount of verbal gymnastics on Willow or Buffy's
parts could convince it that the two women could take care of
themselves in the bar and that they should be allowed in.

"It isn't a big deal." Buffy told Willow, dragging her away
before the stubborn wiccan could prove it wrong. "There are
other places we can go that aren't as picky about their
clientele."

On the way back to the parking garage to get Buffy's motorcycle
it became a moot point. Just inside the garage entrance they
were attacked by several small demons.

Muttering to each other in some guttural demon language, the
demons attacked both women at the same time. After putting up a
simple shielding spell, Willow was able to protect herself from
the larger of the two demons and keep it occupied with a binding
spell while Buffy dealt with the other one.

Buffy seemed to be an elemental force as she fought her opponent
with a combination of force and skill that amazed the wiccan.
She wasn't just hitting the demon, she was taking its defenses
apart. Every kick and punch seemed to be aimed at slowing the
demon down. 

Willow winced whenever the demon was able to get past Buffy's
own defenses. But she seemed to bounce right back. The fight
between the two seemed to last forever until Buffy knocked her
opponent out by flipping it into a cement wall with a well
placed throw.

At a signal from Buffy, Willow released the other demon from her
spell. It had seen Buffy demolish its companion and approached
her cautiously. It bowed to her and Buffy bowed back with a
slight grin. They circled each other for several minutes before
the demon saw an opening and attacked. In an exchange that to
Willow looked more like a dance than the deadly fight it was,
the two combatants engaged in trading a series of blows and
kicks. 

They seemed to be evenly matched. From the grin on her face it
was apparent to Willow that Buffy was actually enjoying herself.
This went on for several more minutes before the demon stopped
and bowed once more to Buffy, saying something to Buffy that
Willow wasn't able to hear. She was surprised when it walked
over to the other demon and kicked it until it got up and they
both left without a backward glance.

Willow looked at the slightly battered blonde. "What happened?"
She'd wanted to see Buffy in action but this wasn't quite what
she'd envisioned. "Why did it stop?"

Buffy shrugged. "We passed their test. The next time we want to
get into their bar they won't try to stop us."

"Oh. Do you have to do this often?" Willow asked. She couldn't
imagine being challenged like that on a regular basis.

"No. Normally demons don't stop until they're dead or they've
killed you. Things seem a bit more civilized around here. But it
was fun." Buffy smiled at her. "Haven't had a workout like that
in weeks. Let's go check out the other bar."

"Okay." Willow quickly removed the protection spell from the
motorcycle and climbed on behind Buffy.

- - -

To Willow their second stop looked more like a club than a bar.
It was in a well lit area in a more upscale area of LA. There
wasn't a convenient parking garage nearby so Buffy had been
forced to park her motorcycle further away and they walked the
last two blocks on foot. Stopping for a moment to observe the
club, Willow noticed a steady stream of both humans and demons
gathered around the entrance.

"Buffy?"

"Yes?"

"I don't think you'll have much opportunity for action here."
She felt slightly disappointed. Watching the earlier fight had
been exciting for the normally peace loving witch. 

"That's not a problem. The night is young. You'll have plenty of
other chances to see my Jackie Chan imitation." Buffy grabbed
her hand and dragged her to the entrance. "Let's get a drink. We
can hit a cemetery or two on the way home if you still need to
evaluate my fighting style."

"Okay." Willow allowed Buffy to pull her into the club without
further protest.
She looked around and stared. She wasn't sure what she'd
expected but karaoke and demons was not a combination she'd ever
thought she'd see. "Buffy?"

"Yeah?"

"Have you ever been in a demon karaoke bar before?" she gestured
at the stage off to their left where a tiny, winged creature was
enthusiastically mangling a Cat Stevens song. 

"No..." She followed Willow to an unoccupied table and sat down.
"I've heard of them but I don't remember ever being in one
before." She motioned to the waitress she'd seen near their
table.

They spent the next hour watching the other occupants of the
club. Buffy pointed out the different demon species she was
familiar with and Willow did the same. Between them they had a
good idea of which ones were an immediate danger and which ones
could be safely ignored. What they couldn't figure out was why
humans and demons were mixing without violence.

Their quiet conversation, mixed intermittently with pained
glances at the current demonic attempt to display musical
prowess, was interrupted by a cheerful voice.

"Ladies! How are you enjoying the entertainment?" asked a slim,
green, and apparently male demon dressed in a suit that seemed
to match the clubs decor. "I don't normally get such illustrious
visitors in my humble club."

Willow stared at him. "Who? Us?"

"Yes, sweetie. You." He leaned forward, smiling at them. "But
don't worry, I won't tell anyone that the Chosen and her witch
are here." He smiled conspiratorially at them and turned to
leave with one last comment - "Enjoy the rest of your evening
ladies."

Willow stared at Buffy, noticing she seemed to have suddenly
gotten much paler. "What was that all about?"

"Ummm... I don't know." Buffy told her nervously. "I think we
should go. If we stay here much longer we won't have time to hit
a cemetery on our way home."

- - -

Buffy leaned against a grave stone, absently twirling a stake in
one hand and watching Willow who was perched on a small crypt,
hopefully out of harms way. She'd rushed Willow out of the club
after their encounter with the green demon. She wasn't sure what
was going on but this was the second time since arriving in this
place that someone had recognized her as more than she appeared
to be. 

So far she'd managed to deflect Willow's questions about why the
demon had referred to her as chosen but she knew it wouldn't
last. This Willow was just as single minded in pursuit of
knowledge as her former friend. She was just glad that there was
more than one slayer at a time in this dimension so Willow
hadn't immediately connected chosen with being a slayer.

The cemetery was very quiet. Buffy could sense several vampires
on its edges but they hadn't wandered over to where she and
Willow were waiting. Suddenly she sensed several vampires much
closer, as if they had just appeared out of the ground. She
motioned to Willow to alert her to their presence and waited
patiently for them to come to her.

There were four of them, three young ones who growled as soon as
they saw her and an older one, a female vampire that stayed back
as the others rushed to attack. Buffy quickly staked the first
vampire as it lunged at her, not giving it a chance to get too
close. "Oops?" she said with a small grin. 

The other two came to a shocked stop and stepped back to wait
for the fourth vampire to join them. "Little girl, you shouldn't
have come out here if you didn't want to die." the older vampire
growled at her.

"Afraid I won't have time for all of you?" Buffy taunted it.
"There are plenty of stakes to go around."

The female vampire looked at her two minions and told them "Kill
her!"

Buffy tensed slightly as they rushed towards her. From the way
they mindlessly attacked she knew they weren't really going to
be much of a challenge. But if she was going to deal with the
older vampire before any more wandering around the cemetery
joined in she first needed to get them out of the way.

The first of the two vampires to reach her was slowed down by a
low kick that broke its left knee. She followed that with a kick
to its chest that sent it tumbling into a nearby tomb stone
where it collapsed and remained. With it temporarily out of the
way she was free to focus on the other vampire now menacing her.
This one displayed the typical vampiric approach to fighting. It
attempted to kill her using brute force, knocking her into the
side of the crypt Willow was sitting on. 

Getting back to her feet, Buffy returned the favor with a blow
to the vampire's head that knocked it to the ground in a heap.
Before it could get back up Buffy had reduced it to a pile of
dust with a well placed strike from her stake. She dealt with
the other unmoving vampire in a similar fashion.

"Looks like it's just the two of us." Buffy told the remaining
vampire, grinning as she strolled closer to it, staying just out
of reach.

"They were weak and stupid." the vampire growled before
attacking Buffy. From her perch on the crypt above them Willow
watched at they traded blows, neither one gaining the upper hand
for several minutes. The vampire had a longer reach than Buffy
but Buffy was able to compensate with little trouble.
Eventually, the vampire gave Buffy an opening and she quickly
staked it.

"That was kind of disappointing." Buffy grumbled. She helped
Willow get down from the crypt. "Let's go home."

- - -

They arrived back in Sunnydale just after 2:00 AM. Drowsy from
the trip, Willow asked a subdued Buffy to drop her off at the
Coven house. The trip to LA had given her more things to think
about than answers. But that would have to wait until tomorrow
if she was going to get enough sleep to function in her classes
in the morning.

"Buffy, can we talk about this later?" She asked, yawning as she
removed the helmet Buffy had loaned her.

"Okay. Tony's? Or somewhere else?" Buffy asked quietly, taking
the helmet from Willow and attaching it to her motorcycle.

Willow looked at her for a moment. From Buffy's tone she could
tell there was something wrong. It bothered her that she wasn't
sure what it was. "The coven house might be best." she answered.
"Why don't I give you a call in a day or two?"

Buffy nodded at her and without another word kicked her
motorcycle to life, leaving Willow standing on the sidewalk
watching her ride away.

- - -

  TBC in "Who Are You?"

- - -

Hope y'all liked it.

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