Pest Control

Xander looked around and noted that it was still daylight. He stared out the window as an idea began to percolate in his brain. A possibly very bad idea. Certainly a not very nice idea.

"I have an idea." He said outloud.

No one seemed to hear him but Tara beside him. She looked at him with nothing but trust and love in her eyes. She tightened her grip on his arm. Apparently, even missing her memory, she was still too shy to say anything but willing to offer some form of support.

Standing up to get everyone's attention worked. Everyone looked at him. He noticed that the other girls paid attention to the fact that Tara was holding onto his hand.

"Yes?" Giles asked.

"Look, things are obviously screwed up here. But we havent exactly seen if were alone here." Xander pointed to the two doors that were visible. "Backroom and basement. Maybe someone else is here and they have answers."

"Or need help." Tara said so softly Xander was sure no but him heard her. So he gave her hand a reassuring squeeze to let her know he heard her.

Xander used his free hand to reach into his jeans front pocket and pulled out his car keys. "Anyone else have a car?"

After a minute Giles was the only other one to hold up a pair of keys. The girls just looked at their various house keys and dorm keys.

"So we also have two cars to search." Xander said.

"So what I'm suggesting is we split up, no one go anywhere alone, and look around. Anya and Dawn stay here and hold down the fort. Willow and Blondie check the back room. Me and Tara go into the basement. Giles and Randy check the cars."

He lobbed his keys to the amnesiac Spike. The bleached blonde vampire in his stupid tweed suit caught them on reflex. "What? Why am I going out to look at your car?"

Beccause this is my one and only chance to get rid of you without consequences, you step outside in broad daylight and it's bye bye vampire, sayonara Spike. And I dont get blamed for killing you. How could I know? It's not my fault, I have amnesia, just like everyone else, Xander thought.

"I think its pretty clear we are alone. We havent been attacked. We just dont know who we are. But just in case I am wrong? I want us guys in the places most likely for something to go wrong, for us to be attacked." Xander looked around and saw all the girls nodding at him. "More than likely this was a gas leak or something. So the basement might be dangerous. So I'll go there with Tara."

"But if we were gassed by someone then where are they? Not in here. So outside maybe? In case they are waiting outside, I guess, for us to come out unaware of the danger." Xander looked at Spike, "So better to send two guys out there."

"Well why me? Why not you?" Spike asked looking around but spending time looking at Buffy.

"Because, Randy, you are obviously in trouble." Xander pointed at him. "Bleached hair, black nail polish, bad attitude but you are wearing that proper gentleman suit. That's weird. Like you dont want to wear that suit, you have to wear that suit. Almost like a punishment. " Xander jerked a thumb at Giles, "Almost like your dad had to bail you out of some trouble or whatever and made you work here and wear that suit as punishment."

Giles looked 'Randy' over and with a narrowing of his eyes he slowly nodded his head. "It's possible." He allowed.

Spike growled and with a huff he looked at the front door, "I dont like this."

"Does anyone feel good about this situation?" Xander asked, looking at each woman in turn.

"No. Nobody does." Xander said as he got head shakes back. "But let's make the best out of a bad situation."

"How do I do that?" Spike griped.

"You get the chance to talk to your dad without us around Randy. So make the most of it. Quality bonding time is rare." Xander explained.