Anya, Xander, Willow and I walked into the Magic Box during the day, seeing Giles and Tara already there.
Anya immediately started straightening the merchandise on the shelves.
"I'm just saying, I think it's rude," Xander told us.
"I wouldn't call it rude," I told them.
"Rude-ish," Xander told us. "Rude-esque. Whatever you want to call it. When a person makes a 'destroy all vampires' date, it's simple courtesy to wait for your co-destroyers. Am I right, Giles?"
"I'm almost certain you're not, but to be fair, I wasn't listening," Giles told him.
"Oh, the--the new phone book's in with Mr. Giles' ad," Tara told us.
Anya walked around the counter, pushing past Tara.
"Oh, nice," Willow told us.
"Yay," Anya told us. "Am I mentioned?"
Anya looked eagerly at the ad.
"Not as much," Giles answered.
Anya was disappointed. "Oh."
Xander looked at Giles. "Okay, we were supposed to hook up with Riley this morning, to take on a nest of vamps holed up in a tomb. So, we get there, and guess what?" He looked at Willow. "Tell him, Will."
"Tomb go boom," Willow answered.
"Yep," Xander agreed. "Captain America blowed it up real good. All by his lone wolf lonesome."
"Hmm, uh, rather reckless of him," Giles told us.
"I'd say very rather," Xander told us.
"All that aside, I should think you'd be pleased to avoid the confrontation," Giles told us.
"That's what I've been saying," Anya told us. "I mean, I for one didn't want to start my day with a slaughter." She realized something, excited. "Which really just goes to show how much I've grown."
Anya smiled proudly.
Willow and Tara smiled.
I smirked.
"Yes, well, um, in any event, uh, since you're all here," Giles told us. "Tara and I could use your help researching Zoey's mysterious woman."
"Oh, yeah, this has been fruitful," I told them sarcastically. "Trying to look up something you don't know the name of or don't know anything about."
"Just do what I do," Anya told us. "Flip through the pages and look busy."
"It'd be nice if we knew where she was, where she's hiding out," Willow told us.
"No doubt lurking around some sewer or condemned church or rat-infested warehouse," Xander told us. "You know, the usual haunts."
•••••
The table was spread with books.
Xander, Tara, Willow and I were sitting around it.
"I just wish we knew what we were dealing with," Willow told us. "It feels like we're going around in circles."
Anya was looking at bookshelves.
A customer was walking through the shop.
"Our circles are going around in circles," Xander told me. "We've got dizzy circles here, Zoey. A little more detail and information would be great right about now."
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Sister, Sister (Book Five, BTVS)
FanfictionWhat if Zoey Francis, the other Slayer in Sunnydale, was never an only child? What if she had Dawn as a sister instead of Buffy? That she and her mother Layla had to deal with Glory and her minions trying to take Dawn as the key to the other dimensi...
