Chapter 8

Buffy was used to patrolling with Spike, or at least the Scoobies every now and then, but having Sookie and Eric on patrol just made things awkward. Never once had she patrolled with two vampires, it definitely took some getting used to. It was too dangerous for Sookie, but she wasn’t about to get left behind. Buffy had a feeling the other woman could hold her own, anyway. Dawn returned earlier that night, but decided to stay with Willow and Tara until Logan was no longer a threat, which Buffy was very grateful for.

“Where did you say Logan was staying?” Buffy wondered when the silence became too much.

“Some mansion in the middle of the cemetery,” Sookie responded. “It looked abandoned when he moved in, but some of the servants have been fixing it up for him. He’s only been there for a few weeks, from what they told me.”

Buffy nodded, glancing at Spike. “That sounds like Angel’s old mansion,” she said with a grimace, hoping to never set foot in that place again. It didn’t hold very good memories, for her or Spike.

“Who is this Angel?” Eric commented, noticing the pained expression on Spike’s face at that name.

“He’s no one, just another vampire.”

Spike was surprised by her answer, but Eric wouldn’t let it go.

“Another vampire that you do not kill?”

Buffy turned to face him. “We had a thing a while ago, but it’s over now. I don’t like to talk about him, okay?”

Eric held his hands up, respecting her wishes.

Sookie was amazed at just how much she had in common with Buffy, not expecting that the Slayer had a previous relationship with another vampire that obviously ended badly. She was just full of surprises. A sudden pain stabbed her in the abdomen, clutching her stomach in agony as she cried out.

Eric immediately went to her side. “Sookie, what is it?”

She tried to get her breathing under control, tears forming in her eyes. “Logan,” Sookie croaked out. “He’s here.”

They all turned to see a new vampire join them, an evil smirk on his face.

“Well, if it isn’t my favorite adversary. I knew you were bound to show up at some point, Northman. I’m surprised it took you this long.”

Eric glared at the intruder. “Let her go, Danworth. Your fight is with me.”

Logan grinned. “As you wish,” he said, releasing Sookie from his hold.

Eric caught her as she fell in his arms, appearing to be unconscious.

“We have to get her out of here,” Buffy claimed.

Without acknowledging anyone else, Eric lifted Sookie up and took off through the night sky.

“He can fly, too? That’s just not bloody fair,” Spike complained.

Buffy was still in shock by what just happened. “He couldn’t have taken us with him,” she said, only partly serious.

Logan chuckled. “That’s Northman for you, only taking care of what is his. It doesn’t matter that he basically left you here to die.”

Buffy turned back to the dark haired vampire, crossing her arms over her chest. “We can take care of ourselves. I know why you’re here, and you’re not getting it. The Gem of Amara doesn’t exist anymore, it was destroyed. So, you really made this trip for nothing.”

“Is that a fact? Well, that is very disappointing. I know who you are. Buffy Summers, the Vampire Slayer. Is that supposed to be impressive? I was expecting you to at least be taller. Never mind, the gem very much exists. I was told by a powerful seer that I would come across the gem in Sunnydale, and she has never been wrong. I won’t stop until I find it, and I will kill anyone who gets in my way. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to take on a Slayer.”

He was too fast and before Buffy knew it, she was flying into a nearby headstone.

Spike growled and attacked Logan, but the ancient vampire was too strong for him, and he soon joined Buffy.

Logan moved over to the girl, picking her up as if she weighed nothing.

Spike tried to get up, but it was like an invisible force was keeping him down. He couldn’t budge.

“You know where my gem is, don’t you? Tell me where it is, and I will spare your life. If you refuse, I’ll make you watch as I dust your vampire, and then rip open your throat and drink you dry.”

“Go to hell,” she spat.

Logan rolled his eyes. “You women, must you all say the same thing? You are a very foolish girl, but I suppose my trip won’t be wasted after all.”

Buffy yelled out as he viciously mauled her neck, feeling the blood leave her body. She was starting to weaken, when Logan was abruptly pulled away from her.

“The girl is not yours, Danworth. She is under my protection now. You will not harm her or Sookie ever again,” Eric claimed.

“I will never understand what you see in these pathetic humans. We are vampires, Eric! They are nothing but prey. You have been around them too long. The care you have for these women is disgusting. I will find my gem and when I do, I will take great pleasure in killing you.”

Eric watched as Logan vanished, noticing that Spike was cradling Buffy in his arms, trying to stop the blood flow as best he could. “We must get her to safety.” He went to take Buffy from him, but Spike pulled her back.

“You won’t be touching her. She’s under my protection, not yours.” Spike gently picked Buffy up, even though she was conscious and complaining that she could walk on her own, he wouldn’t have it.

Buffy eventually admitted defeat, resting her head against his shoulder.

Eric followed after them, knowing a possessive vampire when he saw one. They would have words once they returned to the Summers residence, of that Eric was certain.


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Logan watched them leave the cemetery, it wasn’t just Eric’s beloved that he was after now. The Slayer knew the location of his gem, one way or another; he would get her to tell him where it was.