Your back was pressed against the door, your hand gripped around the handle trying to stop it from turning, the creature on the other side attempting to get into the small room. The room was dark, damp and cramped, barely enough room for you and Buffy to both fit in there with all the cleaning supplies. Buffy scrambled around everything trying to find the perfect weapon, she snapped off the end of the mop, handing you the long stick, moving on to find herself her own weapon.

"I don't know how much longer I can hold this," You whispered, fear laced in your voice.

"Not much longer," she stated, fumbling through the objects.

"I swear if we die, I'm going to kill you," you hissed, using everything you had to keep the door closed from whatever was trying to kill you.

You desperately hoped that Giles heard the ruckus from the library and came to save you, but he was probably engrossed in some book, trying to figure out what demon you were to tackle. You weren't one to fight, so you were going to rely on Buffy. She was the slayer; you trusted her with your life, and that would be literal in this situation.

Buffy let out a nervous laugh as she grabbed a shovel from the back of the cupboard, practicing wielding it even in such a small space. She spun it around and lunged forward to see how she would have to fight with it.

"Okay, I don't know how well this is going to go," she sighed, hitting the shovel on the floor. "But I'm going to need you to do as I say."

You nodded your head, beginning to lose the fight over who was controlling the door to the monster on the other side.

"Please hurry Buffy," you said with pleading eyes, "What do you need me to do?"

"Okay when I tell you, pull open the door and get down behind me. I'll try to fight it off, and when you get a chance run and get Giles and any weapons you can find. I'll hold it off until the two of you get back with something better than this," she shrugged, gesturing to the shovel.

Once again you nodded your head, getting ready to pull open the door and dive behind your friend who was far more capable at fighting whatever was outside the door.

Buffy waited a moment before shouting the word 'Now'. You pulled down the handle and let the wood fly towards you, as you held onto your weapon and ducked down and behind Buffy.

She lunged forward, hitting the demonic creature, creating enough space for you to hastily retreat to the library to get help.

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