In Another Alley

Buffy and Oz stumbled into the alley. As one, they turned and looked at the wall behind them.

“What the hell was that?” Buffy asked reaching out to touch the brick. It was solid and very real under her fingers. “Do you think we’re even still in Chicago?” She asked turning to look at the redheaded werewolf.

He shrugged and walked to the end of the short alley. His chin lifted as he took in the buildings around them. “We’re still in the University area.”

She frowned. “Then what was that distortion we got sucked through and how did we end up in this alley?”

Oz’s stance shifted and a growl began rumbling deep in his chest.

Buffy hurried over to him, but he refused to let her pass him. Instead, she was forced to look over his shoulder to see what was raising his hackles. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight of a huge dark brown wolf just to their left.

“Are you going to need to change?” She whispered in his ear.

The wolf backed off and seemed to shimmer for a moment, then a naked man was crouched in the same spot.

“Guess not.”