What do you do when the person you love most is gone?
When you have lost all hope of happiness?
All sense of self?
The Slayer finds herself on
another journey after losing
everything.
She journey's away from the
Hellmouth...
Damon shifted in his chair as he spotted the black vine-like veins starting to flicker in and out across her face.
Not a good sign.
Buffy just continued to smile ever so sweetly despite the fact her eyes were filling with black as she focused on his stupid handsome face "Damon, you keep saying you like demon me. But bringing up Lexi of all people?" Lexi was the queen of getting vampires to turn their switch back on "Let me make myself clear, me going back to zepto facto grief-ridden Buffster? Whoopee, not! If you are trying to get my head back on straight, I WILL KILL YOU...and that wasn't exactly what I was intending to do to you on this trip."
She let the suggestive innuendo hang in the air for a minute before she downed the last shot on the tray.
Sure enough, she had taken Damon completely off guard and he started short-circuiting, only able to focus on her last statement "What are you planning to do to me?" He breathed suggestively as a smirk started to take form on his lips.
Rebekah groaned in disgust.
"You enjoyed it Blondie, don't deny it." Damon snarked yet didn't take his eyes off Buffy as she bit into a cherry.
Buffy smiled before biting her lower lip "Get me drunk and maybe I'll show you. Several times."
"Yes, ma'am." Damon grinned before moving to get the girls more drinks while Buffy and Rebekah pushed toward the crowd, eyeing the band which was now starting their set closely.
"How much did that kill you to say?" Rebekah whispered as she looped her arm with Buffy's, knowing that the echo of the guitar would keep Damon from overhearing them.
Buffy groaned, her stomach turning "I'm sure Damon is great in bed-"
"He is."
"But no thanks. I just needed to get him out of memory lane. Anytime Damon thinks about sex he forgets what he was talking about."
Glancing over her shoulder back at where Damon was subtly glancing down at his phone every few minutes, Rebekah smirked "I think he is ready to make his move."
Buffy smirked as they clinked their glasses together "Thank God. This place smells like a sewer."
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WHITMORE, VIRGINIA
A Triangle.
Three points of the expression triangle.
"I thought you said Mary wasn't answering your texts." Stefan commented as he spotted Klaus staring down at the image his sister had texted him, following him sending her 200 text messages in the space of 30 seconds and spamming her phone with endless calls.
After over a month of silence, she had finally responded.
Sending him some notes and telling him to find the third point in the triangle.
