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Awakenings Again

Red Moon Series, Book 10

Frau Hunter Ash

hunterash@sti.net

www.hunterash.com


 

Summary: Buffy falls to Tara’s fangs, will the world have to deal with a bacchae Slayer? How will the gang, now teamed with Xena and Gabrielle, find Bacchus’ lair and where Rack and Faith are hiding?.

Pairings: B/W/T, G/Joyce, X/Anya, Xena/Gabrielle

 

 

Part 5

 

# # #

 

Tara’s arms tightened around her and the moan became a growl.

 

Buffy felt fangs at her throat, the hands holding her now had very long black fingernails, almost talon-looking.

 

“No, Tara, please don’t,” Buffy whispered as she tried to reach for the dryad bone Xena had given her the night before.

 

Buffy whimpered as fangs pierced her skin, the sting quickly replaced by a feeling of arousal and euphoria.  “Tare, don’t...” she begged as she fought her body responding to the bite.

 

Tara growled in her ear as the Slayer pulled the dryad bone and bit Buffy harder.  The Slayer cried out as Tara grabbed her wrist tightly, with unearthly strength, snapping her wrist bones.

 

Buffy began to lose her focus as Tara drained her blood and the infection began spreading through the Slayer’s body. The Slayer went limp as the blood loss continued.

 

#  # #

 

Giles wasn’t surprised when Joyce was out of the car before he had switched the ignition off. He quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and followed as quickly as he could as his wife rushed into Sunnydale General.

 

“Buffy Summers, where?” he heard Joyce demanding from the nurse behind the desk.

 

“Are you a relative?” the girl asked calmly.

 

“I’m her mother, where is she?” Joyce demanded.

 

Giles spotted Xena and Gabrielle in the waiting room and squeezed Joyce’s shoulder. “You find her, I’ll talk with Gabrielle and Xena. Come tell us when you have news.”

 

“Alright, Rupert,” Joyce said softly as the nurse walked around the counter and motioned for Joyce to follow her into the trauma area of the Emergency Room.

 

Both warriors stood when the Watcher entered the waiting area.

 

“They said she’ll be alright,” Gabrielle said quickly.

 

“You said that on the phone, what happened and where is Tara,” Giles demanded and sighed, rubbing his head. “I’m sorry. What happened.

 

Gabrielle looked at Xena and sighed. “Tara is a partial bacchae and attacked Buffy, she nearly drained Buffy to death.”

 

Giles felt his knees trying to buckle and blinked in surprise as Xena grabbed his elbows, holding him up. He hadn’t even seen her move. “T-Tara? When? How?”

 

“The night we met the girls,” Xena explained. “We saw Tara with two bacchae, as you know. We suspected she might have been bitten but weren’t sure.”

 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Giles asked as Xena sat him in a chair.

 

“Buffy should have told you,” Xena said gently. “I think she was hoping it wasn’t true.”

 

“Tonight?” Giles asked, looking between them.

 

Tara became partial bacchae and attacked Buffy,” Gabrielle continued. “Either Buffy was surprised and couldn’t use the dryad bone to drive Tara back or she wouldn’t use it.”

 

“Either because she couldn’t treat Tara as a vampire or because she wanted the bite,” Giles said bitterly. “Yes, we’ve talked about the bite and what she felt with Dracula. I was and am hoping she’s past that and sees it just leads to darkness.”

 

“We think she tried to use the bone too late,” Xena said.  “Her wrist is broken and we found the bone next to her.”

 

“And Tara?” Giles questioned.

 

“No sign of her,” Gabrielle said, her voice weary.

 

“We send Bacchus from this realm and break the spell and she comes back to us, yes?” Giles asked, his hand clenching into a fist.

 

“Yes,” Xena said with a frown. “The problem is how to break the connection since there’s no way in Tartarus that he’ll let either of us become even partial bacchae again.”

 

“Rupert!”

 

Giles was on his feet and in front of Joyce in a moment. “What’s wrong?”

 

“Buffy, she... it’s like when she was bitten by Daniel,” Joyce said, her voice strained and frantic.

 

Giles, Xena and Gabrielle followed Joyce back into the trauma area where she pulled back a sliding curtain. 

 

Giles frowned and quickly felt Buffy’s forehead as nurses worked placing cool cloths on the girl’s wrists and monitored her blood pressure closely.

 

Xena placed a hand on Gabrielle’s shoulder and squeezed, her eyes questioning but the bard only frowned and shook her head.

 

Giles turned Buffy’s head and winced at the red streaks radiating from the fang wounds.

 

“I’m sorry, all but one of you have to leave,” one of the nurses said firmly.

 

“You stay with her,” Giles told Joyce. “It looks like an infection.”

 

“No idea what bit her?” one of the nurses questioned. “She’s acting like she’s having an allergic reaction.”

 

“No, none. Rats perhaps?” Giles suggested, not meeting Joyce’s eyes.

 

Lot of rat bites in this town,” the other nurse grumbled. “Out!”

 

Back in the waiting room the bard and warrior turned to the Watcher.

 

“Like before? We’ve never seen anyone react like that to a vampire bite,” Xena asked. “Buffy didn’t say she was... allergic to the bite.”

 

“She not, not to a normal vampire bite,” Giles said thoughtfully. “Your bacchae are different though. They spread their disease through the bite, not the exchange of blood and death.”

 

“It’s an infection and she’s fighting it off?” Gabrielle ventured. “How? We know men aren’t infected, how could she fight it off? Not even Xena and I could, even being demi-gods.”

 

“She’s the Slayer,” Giles said with a shrug.

 

“Okay, we’ve heard rumours and legends about the Slayer,” Xena said, sitting down. “What’s different about the Slayer? I know she’s stronger and faster than most fighters.”

 

“A very long story made short, a young teenage girl is hit suddenly with a burst of strength, speed and rapid healing. She also discovers that she has heightened instincts and can sometimes sense when a vampire is close,” Giles said, almost by rote. “She’s either been found beforehand and trained by a Watcher or she’s found after being called and trained to fight demons and vampires.”

 

“And Watchers are trained by an organization that oversees Watchers and the Slayer?” Gabrielle ventured and wasn’t surprised when Giles nodded. “You were Buffy’s Watcher.”

 

“Yes, still am,” Giles said with a smile. “I have been since she was sixteen. She’s the longest living Slayer in history. Her friendship, independence, intelligence, courage and dedication have accomplished that.”

 

“And some damned good training and research?” Xena ventured.

 

Giles nodded, “I’ll accept that.”

 

“Now what?” Gabrielle asked.

 

“We wait and see if Buffy can fight off the infection, find Bacchus, drive him and away and kill Rack and Faith,” Giles said calmly.

 

“I thought Slayers didn’t kill humans,” Xena commented, watching the Watcher’s body and fire in his eyes when mentioning Rack and Faith.

 

“I’m not a Slayer,” Giles said, his voice flat. He stood up. “I need to check on Buffy, excuse me.”

 

Gabrielle watched him walk away and frowned. “He’s wanting revenge.”

 

“I know,” Xena said softly. “I’ve talked with that detective, Brad. From what he’s told me about this Rack and Faith, they all have reason for revenge but Giles especially.”

 

“As long as he doesn’t get lost in it,” Gabrielle said after a moment. “The rest of them need him stable.”

 

“They’ll keep him grounded and he’ll keep them balanced,” Xena said, kissing Gabrielle’s cheek. “Let’s go and see if we can find Tara and reassure Xander, Anya and Dawn.”

 

# # #

 

Buffy was surprised to open her eyes and find Xena sitting in a chair next to her bed... her hospital bed. The warrior had her feet up on the foot of Buffy’s bed and her head thrown back, apparently napping.

 

The blonde Slayer looked around and was able to determine it was daylight but not what day or time. She groaned slightly as she sat up.

 

Xena was instantly awake and alert. After a moment she looked at Buffy and grinned. “Good to see you awake.”

 

“Yeah?” Buffy whispered.

 

Xena got up and poured the young girl a glass of water and handed it to Buffy.

 

“I think I’m supposed to say I’m glad to be alive right now, right?” Buffy ventured. “I remember Tara...” the Slayer’s expression became alarmed. “Where’s Tara?”

 

“Easy,” Xena urged, holding Buffy back onto the bed. “We’re not sure. Bacchus and the other bacchae have her. We’ve got a week before the harvest celebration and she becomes a full bacchae.”

 

“How long was I out and why was I out?” Buffy asked, sipping the water.

 

“Two nights and a day,” Xena explained. “You were fighting off the bacchae infection. Giles said you went through something similar when bitten by a werewolf.”

 

“Yeah, it didn’t work then. Am I infected now?” Buffy asked, looking for truth in the warrior’s eyes. “Am I going to spout fangs and look all Goth tonight?”

 

“We don’t believe so,” Xena said with a frown.

 

Buffy threw the sheet and blanket back and removed the IV, holding a finger over the wound for a moment. “Then I’m out of here. I’ve got to get ahold of Willow and find Tara.”

 

Xena didn’t bother protesting. The young woman reminded the warrior of Gabrielle when she had her mind set on something. Or Xena when there was a fight to be fought. She merely got up and handed Buffy a gym bag.

 

“Giles left you clothes,” the warrior explained with a smile as Buffy looked at her hospital gown with a frown.

 

Buffy took the bag with a shy smile. “Thanks. Guess I’m kinda predictable at times.”

 

Xena chuckled and waited while Buffy changed clothes in the bathroom. The warrior looked out the window of the hospital with and intense frown. She and Gabrielle had lived long enough to know when warriors and soldiers were at a breaking point and both knew the group known as the Scoobies were there, from Giles down to Xander.

 

Gabrielle entered the room and walked up behind Xena, wrapping her arms around the warrior. “She’s insisting on leaving and not listening to the doctor, right?”

 

“You know warriors,” Xena said, turning and pulling Gabrielle into her arms. “Where is everyone?”

 

“Giles and Dawn want to check those caves,” Gabrielle said. “He’s looking over police reports with Brad and Xander about patterns of missing girls. He suggests we check some of the caves or we all go as teams.”

 

“Let’s get her home,” Xena said as the bathroom door began to open. “Then we plan.”

 

# # #

 

Xander watched Buffy pacing with her cell phone. He wasn’t surprised when she clicked off the phone and threw it at the sofa. Kicking a chair, she continued to pace.

 

“Can’t reach Will?” Xander asked calmly. He wasn’t sure Buffy was going to be able to sleep without Tara or Willow around, especially with both of them in danger. When Willow had gone missing, the other two lovers had each other to lean on.

 

“No, the phones are out,” Buffy said with an intense frown. “I run into a wall when I try mentally.”

 

“And you’re torn,” Xander ventured. “You want to dash off and see if she’s okay but we know for sure Tara is in trouble so you gotta stay here.”

 

Buffy looked at her best friend, tears filling her eyes. “Tara hurt me,” she said softly.

 

Xander held his arms open and pulled Buffy close when she collapsed, weeping against him. The young man held her tightly, not saying anything, just letting their friendship comfort her.

 

Gabrielle walked up behind Xena as she stopped in the doorway to the den. She saw Buffy and Xander and pulled her mate away gently. “How do we help?”

 

“Giles said something about caves in the woods that should be checked out, right?” Xena said softly.

 

Gabrielle nodded. “Do we take any of the others with us?”

 

“Buffy will insist,” Xena said after a moment.

 

“We heard that,” Xander said as he and Buffy stepped into the hallway. “Dawn, Anya and I are going to check some of the fraternities at the University. Giles is with Brad working on some of the disappearances.”

 

Buffy nodded firmly, “I’m going with you. I’ve been in those caves. There’s a complex in there, an old abandoned government facility and lots of tunnels.”

 

“Then let’s get to it,” Gabrielle said easily. “Grab a dryad bone, stake and sword.”

 

# # #

 

Buffy frowned as they moved deeper into the cave system of Sunnydale. “It feels warmer, it should be colder the further we get.”

 

Gabrielle swallowed and felt Xena’s hand on her shoulder.

 

“I feel it too, Gabrielle,” Xena said softly. “We’re close. Why haven’t they attacked?”

 

Buffy swallowed and gripped her dryad bone tighter as the tunnel became lighter, fire light sending shadows dancing on the walls ahead of them. She stopped, listening.

 

“No,” Gabrielle said softly, her ears picking out what Buffy was hearing, the sounds of drums and voices chanting and singing. The bard shook her head as the music became louder and her focus began slipping.

 

Buffy glanced back at Gabrielle and Xena, her frown deepening. “Is she okay?” she asked Xena as the warrior grabbed Gabrielle’s arms.

 

“Focus, lover,” Xena said in Gabrielle’s ear in Greek. “Fight it!” She looked at Buffy and nodded. “The bacchae, the music is intoxicating to them.”

 

Buffy saw Gabrielle shake her head and take a deep breath. “All right, let’s go,” the Slayer said softly. “Isn’t this about the time when bats, rats or something drop from the ceiling and we get attacked?”

 

“Usually, remember bacchae can fly and hover for short periods and distances,” Gabrielle said softly. “No, I didn’t get that before you ask.”

 

Buffy turned and headed towards the music and voices, wishing that Willow was there to help her get Tara back.

 

The Slayer glanced around a curve in the tunnel and her eyes widened. Coming up behind her, Xena and Gabrielle weren’t as surprised by the sight of bacchae, a cavern and the huge figure on a very large throne.

 

The scene was almost a repeat of the first time Xena had gone looking for Gabrielle in the bacchae caves of Greece. The cavern was about the size of the dance area of the Bronze, Buffy thought. In the center was a large….fire pit made out of stone with a roaring fire casting the shadows and heat in the area. Next to that was a….pool? Fountain? What was that dark stuff in there? Buffy’s mind demanded.

 

Dancing around the fire and pool were a large number of bacchae with several others against a wall drumming and chanting.

 

What caught Buffy’s attention was who could only be Bacchus. The God the vine, wine, bacchae and blood was huge, with purple-red skin, ram’s horns, a mouth full of sharp teeth and muscular. His yellow eyes chilled Buffy as the dark lord laughed, watching his bacchae dancing and flying about.

 

“Okay, how do we do this?” Buffy asked. “I really want to dash in there, stake him, grab Tara and get out.”

 

“Unfortunately, that won’t work,” Xena said, gritting her teeth as she watched the young women cavorting about, focused only on each other and Bacchus. “Find Tara, we’ll grab her and come back in force.”

 

Buffy nodded and moved to the other side of the tunnel, watching the bacchae. The problem was they all looked very much alike. Same makeup, same severely drawn back hair, long nails and same clothing. Finding Tara among them was proving difficult.

 

Xena, we can’t kill Bacchus or drive him out of this realm and there’s too many,” Gabrielle whispered. “We need the others.”

 

The warrior nodded, her chakram in hand. The music suddenly stopped and all the bacchae turned, looking in their direction.

 

“Uh oh,” Buffy muttered. “I don’t want to kill the girls, they aren’t real vampires yet.”

 

“Then we’d better get out of here,” Gabrielle said firmly, her eyes shifting to bacchae yellow, her fangs extending as the bacchae snarled.

 

“We leave and they’ll be waiting when we come back,” Buffy responded, trying to ignore Gabrielle’s sudden change.

 

“No choice, we don’t have the answer yet,” Xena said firmly. “We run or fight our way out of here and some of those girls die.”

 

Several of the bacchae screamed, baring their fangs and launching themselves into the air, claw-like fingernails extended.

 

“Go!” Xena yelled, drawing her sword. “Gabrielle, get her out! They’ll use Tara against her!”

 

Buffy started to yell and protest but Xena surprised her with an elbow to her nose, the pain stinging the Slayer’s eyes.

 

Damnit!” Buffy yelled, aware that Gabrielle was pulling her back down one of the tunnels. “We don’t kill humans!”

 

“Those girls aren’t human anymore,” Gabrielle said firmly, keeping a good grip on Buffy.

 

“They can be saved,” Buffy protested.

 

“Not if we fall to Bacchus tonight,” Gabrielle countered, her ears picking out the familiar sound of Xena fighting.

 

The warrior-bard turned with a snarl as a shriek reached them. Gabrielle drew her sais and lashed out as long nails reached for her neck.

 

Buffy realized that some bacchae had slipped by Xena somehow and hit a bacchae across the jaw with the knob end of a dryad bone.

 

Soon both blonde warriors were fighting back to back as bacchae screamed, hovered, and sought an opening to get through to either.

 

After a few moments Xena joined them, fighting her way to her wife and Slayer. “Keep moving!” she yelled.

 

“Double up,” Buffy suggested. “I’ll clear the tunnels ahead of us.”

 

Xena and Gabrielle, after centuries together, fought like a well oiled machine. With Buffy clearing an occasional bacchae and enthralled male, they worked their way to a main junction in the system of tunnels and caves.

 

Buffy recognized it as part of the tunnels and caves that the Initiative had taken over, one of the sections that had collapsed in an earthquake. Two branch tunnels were blocked by rubble and the one they had just came from showed signs of distress with cracks and small chunks of walls and ceiling on the floor. That left only one usable tunnel and one that they might be able to crawl through to an open tunnel past a partial blockage.

 

The Slayer and warriors realized that a support pillar wasn’t as supportive as it could be, slightly askew, almost off the foundation and it was possible this junction wouldn’t exist without it.  Xena placed a hand on the support column, her expression thoughtful as screaming bacchae raced to catch up with them.

 

Xena,” Gabrielle growled. “You can’t collapse the pillar and make it to the clear tunnel and we don’t have a rope.”

 

Buffy moved next to Xena, slashing out with her sword, trying to keep the bacchae in the narrow tunnel. “Figure something out! We’ve got to move before Bacchus, Rack or Faith join them!”

 

Xena pulled up her chakram, gripping it tightly. She grabbed Buffy’s collar, tossing the Slayer back towards Gabrielle. “Go! I’ll hold them, then weaken the pillar with the chakram.”

 

Gabrielle started to protest once more but Buffy grabbed her and pulled the fellow blonde to the exit tunnel. They drew back far enough where they would be safe from a cave-in, they hoped.

 

Buffy and Gabrielle could see Xena fighting her way towards the exit tunnel, slashing with both sword and chakram as enraged bacchae hovered over her, others attempting to grab the warrior from the ground.

 

Both warriors started back when they saw Xena go under. A moment later Xena’s head appeared among the mass of bacchae dark clothing and bodies. She threw the chakram and Gabrielle screamed as it bounced around the cave interior, hitting the support pillar several times.

 

Buffy grabbed Gabrielle, pulling her back as a rumble began building and dust filling the chamber.

 

Xena!” Gabrielle screamed as Xena fought out from under the bacchae, just as the roof caved in.

 

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