Prologue:

"Behind you!" Giles shouted at Buffy as she turned knocking the vampire to the ground and staking it.

"You know, you don't have to come on patrol with me" Buffy stood up, dusting off the ash from her coat. She smiled at her watcher, he was always willing to help, weather he was capable or not.

"I know" the man looked around the darkened graveyard, a low mist had settled across the grass, the air was cold and still. "I think we may be done for a night"
Buffy nodded, taking in the surroundings. She followed Giles as they headed towards the gate.

"Same time tomorrow?" The slayer asked as they walked.

"Training tomorrow at the..." Giles was cut off suddenly as a vampire collided with him sending him into a nearby gravestone. Buffy turned to fight only to be faced by a second. The slayer threw a punch, stunning the vamp, she turned to the other bending over her watcher. She forced her stake into his heart and sent a shower of ashes over Giles. Buffy turned, to find the other turn on his heels and run, she placed her hands on her hips and sighed.

"Why is it the second one always runs?" She rolled her eyes and looked back at her friend who was still sat with his back against a stone.

"Yes" he answered incoherently shivering slightly in the chill, the slayer frowned.
"You ok?" Buffy asked bending down to him, "did you bang your head again?" she joked and laughed but stop abruptly. "God you look awful."

"Nice to know these things, and No I didn't bang my head" Giles pulled himself up finding his head began to spin and he swayed a little, Buffy steadied him.

"Are you sure you didn't?" she worriedly glanced at him.

"Um, I.. I... don't know" The watcher stuttered, "I feel rather odd" He furrowed his brows and stood fully, "lets just go home" he said walking unsteadily forward. Buffy watched him for a moment, all this was rather odd, not Giles at all, maybe he is just ill she thought to herself before shrugging and following him.