Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, the movie or the TV series, nor do I own anything related.

A/N: This story has been on my mind for a while, because while I love the show and the movie, it really bothers me that they don't flow together. The chapters might vary in length, just a heads up. So enjoy!


Chapter 1.

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"Now, when faced with this decision, you must make a choice - one that ends with either life, or death-"

"You are completely right Giles - I'll go with the blue, it matches my shoes!" Buffy decided cheerfully, opening the bottle of nail polish and proceeding to carefully coat her fingernails in the color.

"Right. What? No!" The Englishman sighed, lowering the book from his face to glare at the petite blonde. " Buffy, you must pay attention to these lessons, I'm giving you vital information-"

"Giles, when am I ever going to run into a Yucko demon?" Buffy interrupted, still looking at her nails.

"It's pronounced 'Yulgo', actually," Giles corrected.

"Whatever. I doubt I'll be anywhere near the Mediterranean Sea anytime soon."

"What?" He asked in confusion, only to realize she had correctly named the demon's known habitat while it had appeared as though she was tuning him out. Giles set the book down and stared at his Slayer, who never ceased to baffle him.

It had only been a week and a half since their first meeting, but it felt like much longer with all that had already happened. He should have anticipated that though, Slayers seemed to attract all sorts of trouble. Not that Buffy couldn't handle it, though. Giles was confident in her abilities, even with her attitude and strange ways.

"Hello? Earth to Giles - if you are too busy daydreaming about tea to listen to me, can we cut this lesson short?" Buffy questioned, holding her hands gingerly in front of her as she waited for the polish to dry.

Sometimes the Watcher wondered how his predecessor dealt with the rebellious girl.

Giles closed the book and set it on the library table, resisting the urge to roll his eyes - as that would be very childish indeed - and nodded. "Yes, we can pick the lesson back up tomorrow-"

Buffy smiled and stood up.

"-but, we are not done quite yet."

She sat back down, pouting.

"I know we have not know each other for long, but I do think we, despite our differences, can be great partners… perhaps even friends?" He was rewarded with a smile, causing him to stutter out the question on his mind. "W-well I thought that it might make it a bit easier for me if I was to read M-merrick's journal.. that is if you still have it-"

"I don't." She replied simply, looking back down at her fingers. "I'd rather not sit here for the whole night storytelling, either, if you don't mind? I have to play with some numbers for a math test tomorrow." She joked, her tone light, but Giles knew she was holding something back.

"Oh, very well." He replied, dejected. He had been given basic information about his Slayer, and had learned a lot from just being in her presence, but he had looked forward to reading the journal.

Buffy hopped off her seat and grabbed the book-bag laying on the table. She hesitated for a moment, turning to her watcher. "Giles?"

"Hmm?" He mumbled, putting the books into a neat stack on the table.

She fiddled with her bag. "Is there a way you can just... you know, take the information out?"

He paused and stared at her. "I suppose. There are spells that allow one to see into a person's memories, but -"

"But what? I'm a little wiggy with magic, but I trust you to pull it off." She patted his arm reassuringly.

"While I appreciate your belief in my abilities, don't you think this option is a little extreme? Maybe you could simply record what you know in a diary-" He began, but her face abruptly changed.

"If you want to know what happened so bad, this is the only way." She interrupted him, an edge of finality in her voice.

Buffy turned on her feet and left the library, leaving her Watcher to his thoughts. Giles sighed and quietly finished putting the books away, mulling over his Slayer's change in attitude.

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