"Morning, Rupert, how was the hunt?" Chloe held his gaze steadily. Xander tried to get up but she grabbed him beneath the covers. He was held immobile. Giles sympathised.

"Good morning. The hunt was successful. If you have the time later, Chloe, perhaps you could help me with some research." He turned his attention to the nervous looking youth. "Xander, it’s seven–thirty. I’ll give you a lift to class." He walked out of the room to get dressed.

Giles parked the car and glanced at his passenger "You’re going to see her again, aren’t you?" Xander nodded, not trusting his voice. "Good, because I’d hate to see you spend the rest of your life using the ’Ladies’ room…" Xander wrestled with the lock on the door and made good his escape.

The library was gloomy today. Willow wasn’t there. He put his bag down and opened the post. He shelved the books left on the study tables by students in a hurry. It seemed that recently the library was being used by more of the students. He was pleased in a way but that meant that the library was no longer the Slayer’s sanctuary.

As he walked between the stacks the atmosphere became smoky and he smelt incense burning. No, something else! He knew that this was an echo of Chloe’s torments but still he needed to make sure whipping his shirt off he strode towards his office he could "feel" the blisters forming on his back. He bumped into Willow who flew backwards, he knelt to help her up, and she slipped her arms round his neck. Their breath became ragged as they became aware of each other… lips moments from kissing. Rupert’s chest warm against the material of her blouse, she whimpered.

Chloe walked in, supported by Xander, Buffy following close behind. Chloe grinned as she took in the scene. Her brother, bare to the waist, kneeling between the legs of a very flushed Willow.

"Really, Rupert, sex in the stacks?" His head whipped round his eyes flashing dangerously Willow swore she heard a deep-throated growl, Chloe lowered her eyes. Giles helped Willow to her feet and whisked his shirt back on. Willow followed him downstairs and assumed her rightful place at the computer. He smiled and stroked her silken hair.

"Ready to solve a mystery then? Buffy look up anything you can about Ninjas. Xander, try to find an illustration that matches this…" He fished a sketch from his case. "Chloe, my office now!"

His sister walked stiffly ahead of him. She sat down and sighed. He paced, looking like a caged animal. "God Almighty! Rupert, you badly need a shag, don’t you?"

He stopped dead. "Like you and Xander? Whatever possessed you? My God, he’s a student!"

Chloe hesitated a moment then decided to lie. "A very athletic 18 yr old student, eager to please with plenty of stamina and he made me…"

"I don’t want to know!" he shouted, as he raked his hand through his hair. "Have you been giving me dreams, Chloe?" Her face wore an uncomfortable expression. "Why? Where do they come from?" She was staring at her feet. He sat beside her taking her hand in his.

"I’m sorry, Rupert. They leak out, when my guard’s down." She held his gaze for a long time.

"Got him!"

Giles peered over Xander’s shoulder, yes, he had found the creature. Giles translated the name “Silent One” and turned the preceding page. There he saw the vampires from his dream and a body being branded. He shuddered. Willow looked concerned. It took a lot to make Giles shudder.

"Well done, Xander. How about you, Buffy, any luck?" She held aloft a book on martial arts.

"This explains how the creature could disarm me and use something called “empty force” to push me away. What are we up against, Giles, friend or foe?"

End of Pt.3

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