The lesson

"What's going on?" Buffy emphasized every single word to finally get a new answer, but the plan didn't work out. "It's nothing."
The Eternal, or as he said to Buffy, "Call me Nero." had been evading for hours.
"You can't tell me anything, I can feel it when vampires are hiding something from me."
"Oh of course, Slayer, Chief of the Order, you know the vampires, don't you?"
Nero went on the attack. "You didn't notice anything. Your two cotton wool vampires were in town and you calmly continued dancing with me."
"Angel and ..."
"Yes, Angelus and William."
"Spike? ... But how ..."
"Not important kitten, it amuses me that you couldn't prevent it again." Buffy looked at her companion inquiringly, "That I'm attacking one of your friends again ... Darla, Drusilla and you ..."
Buffy cut him off. "So I'm just a trophy?" she moved away from Nero.
"Do you really think I would work so unproductively.No ... "his voice grew colder," I put the flea with London in your sister's ear. So that you miss her and bond even more to me, your comforter, and now the apocalypse begins in Los Angeles and you are stuck here in Rome. Actually I have learned to never reveal my plan, but your horrified, fearful face is reward enough…. Kitten? Come on, you've had three attempts, but not all good things come in threes, number three ends as deadly for you as it is for your lover. You don't find a symbolic and triumphant act? Primal evil didn't manage to kill you, but a simple vampire will. Arrivederci gatto. "Buffy dodged his fist and a fight ensued.
She tried to put Angel and Spike out of her mind as they fought the apocalypse on the other side of the world. The only thing she thought about was: "Pointy piece of wood, pointy piece of wood ..." Then she was already flying through the air, but help came.One of the Roman huntsmen, Clare, was on her tour and came running into the side street, attracted by the noise. “Buffy what is it?” She pulled her idol off the floor. "Peg ?!" Buffy asked. Klara reached into her jacket and pulled out her stake. Buffy grabbed it and went back to the Eternal. The information she had received had paralyzed her, but now she found her black humor again. "Klara, I have a lesson for you here." Klara stood behind Buffy with her fists raised. "What?"
Nero came closer and involved Buffy once again in hand-to-hand combat, kicks and punches pounding down on each other. “If you ever have a demon as a friend, and I know my way around, you always have to be ready, under certain circumstances, of course, to kill him.” And as if it had been planned, Buffy jumped over Nero and stabbed the stake off In the back of his heart. Just as he wanted to stab her from behind.
What Buffy wanted now was first to call Giles to see if everything was okay in London and second to Los Angeles.Only Nero hadn't told the whole truth.








los Angeles

The fight in Los Angeles was over. Nero's reasons for killing Buffy were others - he wanted to lose Angel and Spike despite their victory. They should be so down to earth that they either turn to evil or become vulnerable enough to be killed by its people.
The narrowness of the alley had diminished the apocalyptic warriors' superiority, but the battle had been tough. A goddess had prevented the apocalypse. After Spike and Angel whistle out of the last hole, Elyria had decided, out of anger over Wesley's death, to destroy the enemy with herself.
Gun, arguably the weakest link of the heroes, had survived despite mortality. He has now been taken to the hospital.
Angel returns to the battlefield with Spike.
"So that was a fairy tale with the soul vampire who becomes human again." Spike picked up his coat from the floor.
Angel looked at him: "What did you expect?""Well sparks, colorful lightning, fireworks ..."
"Spike, ..." Angel grabbed his collar into the shadows of the house.
“Hey, I'm part of the team.” Angel nodded in the direction of the alley.
The thunderstorm had passed and the morning was breaking.
“Well, we're stuck on the field of victory.” Spike sat down on a box.
"No, you don't understand ..." Spike interrupted him, "Oh yes, I don't understand something again. The big fishing rod and his extensive wisdom ..." "Shut up, yes? Listen carefully."
"What is it? I don't hear anything ..."
"Do you hear it, little poet?"
"YES. Is that you?" Spike grabbed Angel's chest. "Yeah, you did it. Your heart is beating." Angel cocked his head and looked at Spike. This only brought a "Congratulations producer-producer. You are free." This was followed by an embarrassing hug, which was ended as soon as possible, "But I signed the prophecy with blood."
"Well, your heart beats anyway ... wait a minute, what name did you sign with?""Angel" "That's it. Angel or Angelus are just stage names. That doesn't count."
"Oh yes?" at that moment, Angel pushed the vampire into the light. Spike wanted to scream but nothing happened. No burning, no flames and no ashes.
"What a shame ..." said Angel and stepped into the light, "was too beautiful to be."
"Wait a minute, you wanted to destroy me?"
"Is that your only concern now? You are human? Hello."
"Yes, great and now."
Together they went out into the street, quarreling once more.
Gunn should get through.
"What are you going to do now?" asked the injured Angel. "Well, I have a girlfriend, I'll look for a job and then see."
Gunn looked at Spike. "Me? Next stop in New York. Job, apartment."
"Thank God," Angel cocked his head, "finally I'm rid of you."
"So if you see it that way I might stay ..." "No, you really should start a new life in a city far, far away."“To be honest, you can't hate each other that much, can you?” First the two Neumenschen looked at Gunn and then at each other.


"Giles ... did you hear about the apocalypse?"
"What no." "Nero said that just before I staked him."
Buffy was on the phone with her guardian, actually she just wanted to know if her friends were being attacked as well.
"What? But you were such a lovely couple." Buffy could hear Dawn's voice in the background. "Tell me I'm switched to loud."
"Yes, I only have indications of a big fight, but since there are no black clouds in the sky, the apocalypse has not yet occurred."
"I have to go to Los Angeles right now."
Giles didn't like that enthusiasm at all. Buffy should calm down first.
"Listen, I'll send you the order's plane. Go to Campino Airport."
Giles hung up and called the pilot, "Charles, please pick up Miss Summers at Campino Airport and take her to London.""That can't be true, Giles!"
"I'm sorry Buffy, but if this really is the apocalypse we shouldn't act rashly."
Giles picked Buffy up at the Heathrow tarmac. Willow stormed out of the car. She hugged Buffy and handed Giles a note.
"One of the guards in Los Angeles reported that there was supposed to have been a fight, a light and he did not know who fought and who survived."
"Giles please ... I have to go there."
"When is the next flight?"
"As far as I know, all flights are fully booked until the day after tomorrow, but there is one with a stop in New York. You would be there 5 hours earlier than if you were waiting for the next direct flight."
“And how do you know all of this Willow?” Giles took off his glasses.
"Internet ... I have to fully support my friend in her plans"
"My assessment seems superfluous."
"Where do I have to go?"


“Welcome to New York.” Sounded over the speakers.
Buffy went over it all again ... wait 12 hours ...I'd better stay here at the airport.
She bought a few magazines and went to the waiting room. Buffy had read, ate, slept ... and was now on the way to the plane.
On the way out of the airport, Spike enjoyed his every breath and looked around carefully. Is it really her, he stopped a woman with blonde shoulder length hair stood at a newsstand, "Buffy ... oh sorry." Would be too beautiful to be. But that's really what she is back there? Spike quickened his pace ... I'm obsessed with her, when I stand in front of it, she's not again ...
"Honey? Where are you going?" "Listen you ..." Buffy wanted to give a peppery answer to his stupid saying, but when she turned to the voice ...
Joy, horror, questions, ... everything went haywire in her head. "Spike ?! The Apocalypse, the Hellmouth ... you should ..."
They fell into each other's arms. "Long story, where are you going?""Actually, I wanted to see you." "Us?" "Angel and you. To help."
“How is your boyfriend?” “Who?” Spike cocked his head. “To the Eternal.” He stressed every syllable with hatred.
"Are you just keen to find out if I'm with someone?" Spike nodded "Mmh. Yeah."
"No apocalypse moment. So I sat in a plane that was way too narrow for nothing for a full 8 hours."
"Ouch! that hurts."
"You know your way around the city."
"Yes, dear, that was 30 years ago but ..." Buffy interrupted him, "Well we'll wait until it's dark and then you show me around town."
Spike raised his eyebrows. Should I show you something great. He grabbed Buffy's wrist and pulled her toward the exit. "But ..." Buffy protested. The sun flooded the glazed porch. Buffy kicked Spike.
“You're not on fire.” “No and my heart beats again and everything else that goes with being human also works again, great isn't it? Oh, and by the way, your Angel is a real boy again and is probably enjoying himself with his werewolf friend now."Buffy reached out and slapped his face with the palm of her hand.
"And you're only telling me that now."
"You didn't tell me what about your new lover."
"How do you know about it?" "Endrew I was there with Angel in Rome a few weeks ago. Transfer of a demon corpse. We saw you dancing with that bastard."
"And you didn't come to me?" "You looked so happy we didn't want to ..."
"You tried and then you messed with his men."
"Something like that."