Long Time GoneBy Yindagger
Chapter Thirty One
Xanders butt was getting numb. Hed been sitting on the back steps of the Summers' house for three hours, and he was still sore from the exertions of the night before. He shook his head to dispel the vivid memories, not wanting to lose focus. Spike, Angel, Buffy and three potentials were combing the nearby streets and woods, circling back to the house every so often to check in with Xander. There had been no sign of Dru or any other nasties. They had all long since burned through any adrenaline or excitement, and everyone was tense from the fruitless waiting. Xander stood and stretched. He walked up the stairs and into the kitchen, where Dawn was sitting at the table with Willow, drinking coffee. No luck? the witch asked. Fuck, no, Xander sighed, leaning against the wall dejectedly.
I think this patrol is a bust, Dawn said. She picked up the phone and called Buffys cell, telling her to gather the others and come back to the house. They were all perplexed and disappointed by Drusillas absence. Theyd plotted and planned and prepared, all on the assumption that their target would have the decency to show up, and they were all more than a little edgy. Dawns snappishness had finally encouraged Jase to take Sara into the den to watch a video, and the only reason she and Willow were able to sit together was that theyd called a silent truce when they realized that not only were they getting on each others nerves, they were getting on their *own* nerves.
The back door flew open and bounced off the wall behind it. Spike stalked in with a murderous look on his face, and then turned and shouted back out the door, Would you two just shut the fuck up already? One more soddin word and I *swear* Ill kill you both! He whirled and went to stare moodily into the refrigerator, looking for a beer. Angel and Buffy came in the door with abashed looks on their faces. They were shooting each other dirty looks, and Xander could tell that Spike had cut them off in the middle of an argument. Xander spent a few minutes pondering the safest course of action, and decided that sliding down to the floor to sit quietly was his best option. Spike finished glaring at the food and joined him on the floor, handing him a beer with a sigh. Buffy and Angel sat at the remaining seats at the kitchen table and exchanged foul looks. Willow and Dawn looked deeply into their coffee cups.
The heavy silence of the room was broken when Jase stuck his head in the door. Dawn, Im going to take Sara to the store and get some ice cream. Where are the keys? Dawn looked up with a cross expression on her face, then sighed and ran a hand through her hair. She stood and walked to the door, digging the keys to the SUV out of her jeans pocket. She pressed them into her husbands hand and kissed him lightly on the lips. Im sorry I was so bitchy, honey. Were all on edge. Will you get a whole shitload of ice cream? And maybe some cookies? He rubbed his hand over her hair and smiled at her, nodding. Spike drained his beer and pushed up off the floor. Ill go with you no telling whats out there. He strode toward the door, then turned back to Xander and pulled him to his feet. The vampire kissed him gently. Well be back soon, then well figure this whole mess out, OK, luv? Xander smiled and nodded, and Spike followed Jase out the door. Xander took a seat at the table and looked around at all of his friends. This sucks, he said.
Spike settled into the passenger seat of the SUV and buckled his seatbelt. Jase started the engine and eased out of the driveway. He glanced over at the vampire. How are you holding up, Will? he asked. Spike snorted. Well, mate, Id be a damn sight better if I could kill something. Jase nodded. I can understand that. They drove in silence for a few moments, and then Jase cleared his throat and spoke hesitantly. Will, if you dont mind my asking, why is Dru after Xander? Is there some backstory that I dont know? Spike thought for a moment, and then began speaking. Dru wants him because she wants him because the stars told her to, or her dollies like him, or any number of insane reasons doesnt really matter. What matters is that shes trying to follow Angelus old system, whereby she will stalk him, destroy everyone and everything he loves, drive him insane, and then turn him.
So, Im right in being pretty glad I never met Angelus, huh? Jase asked. That you are, Spike agreed. I just want this to be over, he sighed. I just want Xan to be free of all of this. They stopped at a red light, and Jase turned to face Spike. Once hes free, what happens? he asked gently. Spike looked at him, and was struck by the similarities between Jase and William it was almost like looking in a mirror, he thought. Well, in my deepest, darkest nancy-boy dreams it means that Xan decides to stay here with me. I dont know if thatll happen either way. Even if it doesnt I still owe him a lot. He made me realize that I was holding back, that I was so afraid to take a chance that I was just muddling through, hiding.
Jase nodded. I know what you mean. Dawn did that for me. When she told me about her past, I almost ran. It was a close thing. Finally, I decided that she was worth it that I wanted to be with her no matter what; whether her life was unnaturally long or unnaturally short, or we couldnt have kids, or whatever. I decided to embrace the weirdness, and celebrate every day we had together. That was the day she made me free. The light turned green, and Jase drove on, smiling a little at the sight of a Master Vampire staring at him with his mouth hanging open, and then shutting it with a snap. They pulled into a parking space in front of the grocery store and Jase turned the engine off. As Jases hand closed on the door handle Spikes closed on his shoulder. He turned to see the vampire smiling brilliantly at him. You know, Jase, I always used to say that I was loves bitch I think you might be loves bitch, too. From the back seat, Sara spoke up. Loves bitch, she trilled, and both men groaned.
They couldnt decide which flavor of Ben & Jerrys was the most appropriate for the situation, so they just got one of each flavor. They stepped out of the market, Spike had Sara in his arms and Jase had four plastic bags full of pint containers looped over his wrists. They were laughing at Saras antics when the first fledgling rushed them. Spike pushed Sara into Jases arms and whirled, sweeping the hapless vampires feet out from under him. Seconds after its back hit the asphalt, it was dusting under Spikes stake. He turned to check on Jase and Sara, and was dismayed to see Jase being held by two more fledges, Sara screaming in his arms.
Hello, my bad doggie. Spike stiffened at the sound of her voice. It still sounded like water flowing sweet and delicate, with an undercurrent of power. Drusilla stepped into the circle of brightness cast by the overhead lights. She walked up to Spike and cupped his chin in her hand, looking into his eyes. Hers were dark and remarkably clear, and Spike felt his stomach drop. He ruthlessly crushed the fear down and stared back at her, one hand rising to flick her fingers off his face. Not your doggie, Dru. Not anymore, he said, his voice tight. She clasped her hands in front of her and smiled. No, she said, not my doggie. She tilted her head and looked at him quizzically. All the hardware has come out and your demon is free, except for that pesky soul, eh, Spike? Must be cramping your style something awful. He gave her a grim smile. My style is none of your concern. Tell your pet to let my friend go. Now. His tone brooked no argument.
Drusilla turned toward Jase, and Spike wanted to stake himself for drawing her attention to the human and his child. Drusilla sauntered over to Jase and looked closely at him, grabbing his chin when he tried to turn away. She looked back at Spike with wonder in her eyes. Oh, Spike! Look at him hes just like William. Hes everything you were so long ago. Beautiful and innocent and alive. She clapped her hands gleefully. Oh, I must have him! I can make a new Spike, one who wont be taken from me. No, Daddy cannot have this one hell be all mine. And look at this, her gaze turned from Jase to Sara. A little one, so fresh and pretty. Im sure shell be delicious. At her predatory glare Jase hugged Sara tighter to him.
Fury swept through Spike and he changed into game face. He grabbed Drusilla by the shoulder and threw her backward. Before the two fledges could react, their dust was settling on the ground. Spike grabbed Jases shoulder and spun him toward the car. Go! Get Sara home, now! Jase took off for the car as the vampire whirled to intercept Drusilla as she bore down on them. In the rear-view mirror he saw Spike crumple to the ground as Drusilla tazered him.
Drusilla stood over Spike for a moment, and then gave him another blast from the tazer as a precaution. She looked off into the darkness. Come along, dear one, we have a new toy, she called. A broad-shouldered man stepped from the shadows and hoisted Spike in a firemans carry. Drusilla leaned up to kiss him, and his fangs tore into her lips. She moaned, and they both licked the blood from their mouths as they parted. Youre a naughty boy, she chided, as they walked into the darkness.
Jase ran into the house still clutching Sara to him, the forgotten grocery bags of ice cream still hanging off of his arms. At the sight of his dusty, tear-streaked face Dawn shot up from the table. Oh my God, she cried, what is it, Jase? He reached out and pulled her close, so that their bodies were wrapped around their daughters. Jases eyes met Xanders over Dawns head. Oh, God, Xander, Im so sorry Drus got Will.
Chapter Thirty Two
Xander was on his knees in the middle of Spikes bedroom. He inhaled and exhaled deeply, searching for the soothing rhythm that would allow him to sink into meditation and quiet his screaming mind. After Jases arrival, Xander, Buffy and Angel had torn out of the Summers house, searching for Spike. Theyd wandered Sunnydale, relying on Angels inherent sense of his childer to lead them to Drus lair. Unfortunately, the rising sun had chased them away before they had any clear idea of her location. Dawn had insisted that they get some rest while she sent teams of potentials out to search in the daylight. Cordelia, Brooks and Oz had arrived shortly after daybreak, and Oz and Willow had driven an exhausted Xander back to Spikes Victorian. Xander had stumbled into the bedroom and dropped to the floor, seeking peace the only way he knew how. Finally, he gave up and rose to his feet long enough to propel his body onto the bed. Once there, he gathered Spikes pillow in his arms and allowed the tears to fall.
Across town, Spike hung limply from the chains that had been used to bind him to the wall of the warehouse. *Buggering fuck*, he thought, how do I get myself into this shit? Go to the store; protect Jase it all sounded so simple. What a cosmic joke. The blazing headache from the tazer jolts was much too reminiscent of the pain from the unlamented fucking chip, and he was not in the mood for Drusilla and her newest childe. Her childe *buggering fuck again* only Drusilla would be insane enough to do what she apparently had done. Spike muttered a curse as his little brother entered the room. Riley fucking Finn a vampire; FarmVamp. Jesus Christ. In his human face, Riley looked exactly like the bland, angsty prig who had stabbed Spike in the chest with a simulated wood-grain plastic stake so may years ago.
Awakening in chains with a splitting headache, just to have this wanker beat the shit out of him was not exactly Spikes fondest memory to date. It seemed like little brother had some pent-up anger that hed needed to work out, and Spikes battered face and body bore testament to it. The son of a bitch was strong, and his military training gave him very precise, very painful insight in just how to cause the most damage. Spike had listened grimly as several of his ribs had broken under Rileys fists, along with his nose and a couple of his fingers.
Riley stood at the back of the room and looked at Spike eagerly. Spike lifted his head. Whats the matter, Soldier Boy? Cant have any fun without orders from Mummy? he taunted. Riley growled, but did not advance. Spike spit some blood out onto the floor and laughed harshly. Are *you* the best she could do? he asked. Riley vamped out and launched himself toward Spike. He stopped in his tracks when Dru stepped out of the shadows and barked, No! at him. She crossed her arms under her breasts and slowly walked toward Spike. Once she reached him, she lifted one hand to run her fingers over his bruised and swollen face. Dropping her hand from his lips, she stepped closer and tilted her head, bringing her neck to Spikes mouth. She whispered into his ear, Drink, childe. I dont wish to look at you like this. Drink and be pretty for me, darling Spike.
He turned his face away, and found her hand in his hair, wrenching his head around with unexpected strength. She shook his head sharply and pulled him back to her neck. Do as I say, Spike. I havent time for your little games. You will find that I have learned how to deal with insolence since last we met. Spike lifted his head and looked at Riley, who looked at the ground. He looked so much like a chastened puppy that Spike had to laugh. Swat you on the nose with a rolled up newspaper, did she, Farm Boy? he taunted, and found his head shaken roughly again for his trouble. Ow! Dru, he said mildly, Ive a bit of a headache if you dont mind. She tugged his hair again. Well, buggering fuck again, Spike thought, might as well. The sires blood would heal him, and he wasnt exactly in fighting form as he was. He slid into game face and ripped into Drusillas throat with neither finesse nor care.
Her blood was hot and strong, and the taste exploded on his tongue with raw power. Spike moaned unconsciously into the torn flesh of her neck, drawing as hard as he could. Drusilla moaned in answer and pressed herself against his body, maneuvering her legs to straddle one of his, thrusting against his knee. He angled his hips, trying to get some friction on his instantly hard cock, but she was lost in her own pleasure. Spike heard her scream and felt her shudder against him. She leaned heavily on his body for a moment, and then pulled away, laughing.
Spike stared at her for a moment, stunned, then licked the blood off of his lips and smiled at her. He could feel his cuts closing and his ribs and nose knitting. He could also hear Riley growling and whining behind Drusilla. Thanks, baby I needed that, he smirked, was it good for you? Another growl emanated from Riley. Spike threw him a sardonic look. Do fuck off, puppy the grownups need some alone time. He brought his eyes back to Drus. Come on, luv, lets save the chains for another time. Let me loose and we can finish this little game. He cocked his leg lewdly to emphasize his erection and leered at her. She closed the distance between them and pressed her hand against his hardness, rubbing him roughly through his jeans.
Youd like me to believe it, wouldnt you, Spike? she hissed. Youd like for me to fall for your lies and right back into your open arms, yes? She squeezed his erection painfully, smiling when a gasp was wrenched from his lips. She did it again, and he groaned in pain. Not likely, Spike. His scent is all over you. Ill not forgive your indiscretion easily. She released him and stepped back, smiling as he sagged against the chains. Riley stepped up behind Drusilla and wrapped his arms around her waist. He smiled at Spike over her shoulder and moaned as her hand slid behind her back and between his legs. Spike continued to look at the floor as Riley swept Dru into his arms and carried her to some other part of the warehouse. Shag her good, mate, he thought, Im going to need some time to get out of these chains.
Xander, Willow, Oz, Cordelia, Brooks, Angel and Buffy sat in the living room at the Summers house and waited for the sun to set. The potentials had spent the day searching, and had determined the locations of a couple of warehouses that could be Drusillas lair. Once the sun was down Xander, Willow, Buffy and Angel would head for the most likely site; the potentials were already staking out the other. Cordelia, Brooks and Oz would stay at the house to guard Jase and Sara, with a group of potentials to give extra muscle.
Xander and Angel sat side by side on the couch with matching scowls. Periodically, they would exchange a few quiet words, but they did not speak to anyone else. Willow confided to Buffy that Xander hadnt spoken more than five words to Oz and herself as theyd gotten ready and on the trip over. Buffy told her that Angel had been much the same. Each man was lost in his own thoughts of Spike.
Finally, darkness fell. Xander and Angel rose from their seats and strode to the door, weapons at the ready. Buffy and Willow followed.
Chapter Thirty ThreeSpike was free of the chains. Hed had to dislocate both thumbs to get loose, but the pain was worth it. The sires blood hed drunk would mend the thumbs quickly enough. He took a moment to look around the warehouse. There were three fledglings in a front room, playing cards and bullshitting. Two more lingered by the back door. Dru and Riley were still going at it in an interior room; Spike could hear the shrieks and moans. Spike smirked. It sounded like Riley was doing most of the shrieking.
Seeing no easy way out of the warehouse, Spike found a chair and sat down, propping his feet on a convenient pile of junk from which he extracted several stake-sized slivers of wood. With his back to the wall and a makeshift weapon stowed in each boot, he waited.
Eventually, a battered and bleeding Riley limped into the main part of the warehouse. Spike could see the long welts that were already closing on the beefy vampires back. Sex with Drusilla had always involved much blood, both spilled and drunk, so Spike knew that the other mans strength would not be much diminished. Spike laughed out loud at the dumbfounded expression on Rileys face as he looked at the empty chains and scratched his head. You really arent very bright, are you, G.I. Joe? Spikes voice was low. Riley spun around and growled at him. Spike carefully stood, flexing his hands to make sure his thumbs were healed. They were. He leaned against the wall in a casual pose.
So, mate, he began conversationally, howd she get ahold of you? Riley glanced back at the door through which hed entered the room, and then shrugged. He crossed the floor to stand about ten feet from Spike and also leaned on the wall, mimicking the older vampires stance. She got us in South America. Our squad was clearing out a nest of hostiles. It turned out to be *her* nest. She had a bunch of minions and some demons. There was one big Chaos demon that was her mate. I killed him. Riley looked smug as he recounted the story. Bet she appreciated that, Spike said.
Riley snorted. No, she did not appreciate that. She went berserk. She killed most of the squad and turned me. Spike looked the other vampire over. Seems like you came out OK, mate, he observed. Riley grinned evilly. Well, once I woke up, I had a new perspective on things. They looked at each other in silence for a moment. So, whatever happened with you and Buffy? Riley asked. Spike grimaced. Broke up. You know how those things are summer fling and whatnot. Hows the wife? Riley grinned again. She was delicious. How did the soul come about?
I took a little trip to Africa. You pick up the oddest things when you travel. Spikes voice was flat. Youve trained Dru. It was not a question. Riley laughed. Yeah, had to. She was fucking nuts. Shes adaptable, though. Im pleased with her progress. His voice was brave, but Spike noticed that Riley glanced behind himself as he spoke. I see shes trained you, too, Spike said.
Rileys eyes hardened to ice and he straightened. When did you start fucking Harris? he asked. Spike also straightened. Just this week, as a matter of fact. I intend to continue doing so for quite some time, he answered. Riley began to circle Spike slowly. Spike turned with him, keeping the other man facing him. Youll like him better once Dru turns him, he hissed. The improvement in stamina alone is worth the loss of the body heat. Spike pushed his sudden rage away and forced himself to stay loose. Luckily, thats not a problem for my boy, he smirked.
The two vampires continued circling one another, and Spike suddenly realized that the strange sensation he was feeling at the back of his neck was his awareness of Angel. Angel was near. If Angel were nearby, Buffy and Xander would undoubtedly be with him. He decided hed better speed things up a bit. So, Captain Cardboard, he said, slowly closing the distance between them on each circle, you asked about the soul. That was kind of your fault, actually. Riley gave him a disbelieving look. True, Spike asserted. Just after you left, Buffy decided she was through with me. I heard about a demon in Africa who could make me what I was, so I decided to become a better man for her. He laughed bitterly.
Without warning, Spike stopped circling and lashed out at Riley, catching him with an uppercut to the jaw. Riley reacted, and the two spun across the warehouse floor, throwing punches. Despite his military training and size advantage, Riley was the weaker fighter. He landed a couple of blows, but was dangerously outclassed. Spike continued talking as he heaped damage onto Riley. Being a better man for Buffy? That didnt quite work out to plan. Each word was punctuated with a punch to Rileys already-battered face. Turns out I wasnt the vampire she wanted. She went back to Angel, and I went insane. Spike kicked Riley between the legs as hard as he could.
Riley dropped to his knees, cradling his damaged balls with both hands. Spike grabbed him by the hair and savagely pulled his head back. He looked into the other vampires pain-filled eyes. I found insanity, as a lifestyle choice, to be vastly overrated. But I guess you know that, having spent quality time with Dru. Dont, he said, when Rileys mouth opened to call for her. The point of my story and I do have one, he said, is this. I was crazy for a bit, but I got better. And then I realized that having a soul wasnt a curse. Then, recently, I found out that its actually a blessing. Because I have a soul, I get to have friends who love me. And I get to have Xander, who will. Riley opened his mouth as if to contradict Spike, who used his hand in the other vampires hair to shake his head violently. Dont interrupt your elders, he admonished, its rude. Rileys mouth closed again.
So, I guess what Im trying to say is thank you, Spike continued. If my having a soul is your fault, then I owe you some gratitude. So, thanks. Spike loosened his hold on Rileys hair, and the other man took the opportunity to surge to his feet and launch himself at Spike. Whereupon he immediately found himself impaled on the sharp piece of wood that Spike had pulled from his boot and held in front of his chest. Spike had to laugh at the cow-eyed look of surprise on Rileys face as he dusted. Spike tossed the sliver of wood away and brushed Rileys dust from his hands as he turned. Which also happened to be the exact same moment that Drusilla attacked him.
She came out of nowhere, swiftly and silently. Spike was stunned by a hard kick to the face. He could feel his recently healed nose break again with a gush of blood down his throat. He rocked back on his heels, but did not fall. He jumped backward, and when Drusilla rushed him again, he swept her feet out from under her. She went down hard, but was back upright instantly. Spike wiped blood from his face and casually flicked it on the floor at her feet. That hurt, he said mildly. Her eyes were huge and bright in her pale face, and she was shaking with rage. Her voice rose in pitch as she moved closer, aggressively invading Spikes personal space, stopping with her nose barely an inch from his bloodied one.
You idiot! You *killed* him! she shrieked. He was mine and you killed him. We were going to be a family just my three boys and me. You were to be my perfect loves and you killed him! Spike looked her in the eye for a moment, then placed both hands on her chest and shoved her. He was surprised when she only moved back a step hed expected to throw her across the room. You made him, Dru, and youre calling *me* an idiot? Im pretty insulted by that ow! he yelled when she reached out and dragged her sharp nails down the side of his face, leaving behind four bloody gouges from the corner of his eye to his jaw.
Spike retreated a step and leaned down lightning fast to pull a stake from his boot. Even faster, she stepped forward and snapped his wrist, handily palming the stake and turning it toward him. Cradling his broken wrist oh, fuck, he thought, when he saw the bones sticking through the skin he backed away from her. She lunged at him just as Buffy and Angel burst through the front door of the warehouse and the back door exploded under the force of Willows spell. Spike turned slightly to look past the petite witch, trying to catch a glimpse of Xander. As he turned, Dru plunged the stake into his shoulder, driving him to his knees. As he fell, Spike heard Xander shout, Will! Drusilla kicked Spike savagely in the head and smiled when he fell onto his already broken wrist.
Buffy dusted the second of her three fledglings easily and gestured for Angel to help Spike. At the same time, Willow yelled something in Latin that caused the two fledges at the back of the warehouse to glow brightly for a second and then disappear. Seeing this, Xander turned toward Spike and Dru at a dead run. Angel tackled her from the other side as Xander slid to a stop on his knees in front of his lover. He gently turned Spike over and tried to straighten the horribly bent wrist. The sliver of wood was still lodged in the vampires shoulder, and his face and nose were bleeding freely; he was barely conscious. Xander looked into his eyes, and Spike tried to grin. Get that fuckin thing out of my arm, would ya, Xan? he asked weakly. Xander grasped the stake and pulled it out. Spike groaned.
Xander looked up as Willow and Buffy joined them. Angel had Dru facedown on the floor, and was holding her down with a knee solidly planted in her back. Willow walked over to them and exchanged a few words with Angel. At his nod, the witch spoke a spell and gestured toward Dru with a spiraling motion of her hand. Glowing ropes of energy encircled the female vampire, and she levitated off the floor, caught in Willows binding spell. I can hold her for a bit, Willow gritted out, but not forever help Spike. Angel turned back to Xander and Spike, and his mouth fell open as he watched Buffy use the dagger from her boot to slice Xanders wrist. The human pressed the oozing cut to Spikes lips.
Spike drank for a moment, and then pulled away. When he did, Xander and Buffy changed places, and he took the knife to slash her wrist. Spikes eyes flew to Xanders. Drink it, Will, he said. Her blood is strong, and you need it. Spike lowered his mouth to Buffys arm, and nearly bit her when Xander took advantage of his distraction to pull the compound fracture in his wrist straight. The blond vampire howled as the bones aligned, but Xander was happy to see the ragged tears in his skin begin to close. Angel laid his hand on Buffys shoulder, then slipped into gameface and used a fang to cut his own wrist, which he then offered to Spike. Spike took it and drank for a moment. He released Angel and climbed to his feet.
Spike ran his hands over his bloody face, feeling the gouges in his cheek seal, and closed his hand over his nose. With a sharp jerk, he straightened the bones, grimacing. He held a hand down to Xander and pulled the taller man to his feet. As they came face to face, Xander ran a hand through Spikes hair. You look like shit, baby, he said with a wan smile. Spike leaned in and pressed his forehead against his lovers. His eyes closed. Ive felt better, luv, he said. Angel and Buffy climbed to their feet just as Willow said in a strained voice, I hate to break up the reunion, but I cant hold this spell much longer. The bands of energy that held Dru were weakening, and she was howling and thrashing in rage. Xander, the two vampires and the Slayer ranged themselves in a loose circle around Dru, and Xander signaled to Willow to release the spell, which she did with a sigh.
Dru fell to the floor in a heap, but was up in an eye-blink, swinging at Spike. He ducked, and Buffy kicked the female vampire hard in the knee. Drusilla whirled to face Buffy, and as she did, Spike and Angel each grabbed one of her arms. Using her own momentum, the two male vampires turned her body to face Xander as Buffy tossed him the stake from her pocket. Looking her straight in the eyes, Xander stepped forward and plunged it directly into her heart. As Drusilla dusted, Angel, Spike and Xander collapsed together into a heap on the floor. Buffy and Willow rushed to them.
All three men were silent. All three looked stricken. Buffy and Willow exchanged a look of alarm. Buffy pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and spoke into it briefly, while cradling Angels head to her chest. Willow wrapped her arms around Spike and Xander, who sank against her, their free arms rising to embrace one another. That was how Dawn, Jase and Cordelia found them, fifteen minutes later. The new arrivals pulled everyone to their feet. Dawn assisted Willow; Jase and Cordelia flanked Spike and Xander, and Buffy helped Angel out to the van.