Disclaimer: I don't own anything except Eliza and Cally, only their characters, not their appearances.

Authors Note: In this chapter we meet Dawns bodygaurds, and in the next I'll introduce the Sons into my story hope you enjoy!

Buffy made sure to follow through on her promise that Dawn wasn't sent to Ipswich alone, but her supposed protectors acted more as peer babysitters who had so far managed to do nothing but make her feel like she'd be taking care of them more then they'd be her. It was obvious the minuete Dawn met the chosen two that someone in the council's human resources division was playing a joke at her expense.

"Oh my god! Dawn is that our school? It's like a castle!" Cally Green screeched from her positioned at the window. Cally's excited declaration managed to break Dawn out of the reverie caused by Ipswich's scenic views and look up at their new school.

Spencer Academy deffinatley fit the high standards by which the alumna and their children were accustomed to. The gothic bueaty of the gray stone building was somewhat intimidating and Dawn could see where Cally's excitement was coming from.

Cally was, as most slayers tended to be genetically blessed in the looks department. She was a naïve, sweet, doe eyed Texan whose hair was a honey color that went down her back, her full pouty lips were the kind most women cut out of magazines and rushed to have cosmetically attached, hell she even had the curves that Dawn herself would kill for (Picture Julie Taylor from Friday Night Lights).

Cally was an all around good slayer who had somehow managed to keep some innocence among the blood and gore of their profession, but as indearing as this was some of the scoobies wondered if it would be her undoing.

"Are you going to do this every time you see a mansion/castle/limo Cally? I swear if I have to hear you squeal one more time I'll throw myself out of this car and hitch all the way back to Cleveland," Eliza Pierce snapped and the blond slayer.

Eliza was usually much more patient with her fellow slayers, but Dawn suspected the flight had made Faiths protégé a bit cranky. Eliza had long dark brown hair that seemed to make waves as it swept down her back, dark cat like eyes that pierced the soul and the lean muscle tone of a combat ready slayer (picture Megan Fox from Transformers)

"Cleveland is a long way to hitch Eliza," Dawn stepped in before Cally got her feelings hurt, "plus there may be a major apocalypse happening here and when it comes don't you want to be on the front line of that action?"

Eliza was still a young slayer and unlike Dawn hadn't lost enough to be intimidated by the thought of an apocalypse, how bad could they be if Buffy survived so many right?

Eliza glared at the young Watcher and sat back in the plush leather seats; Cally on the other hand seemed to have forgotten Eliza insulted her and said, "We're hereeeeeee," in an eerie way. Dawn supposed the school was a little eerie, it was in the middle of nowhere and trees seemed to be surrounding the place, a perfect battleground for evil.

The limo rolled to a stop in front of Spencer Academy and their drive hurried to open their doors. Dawn sighed as she looked over her shoulder at the two slayers who were her bodyguards.

"Okay guys it's time to Spencer's provost," Buffy had called ahead personally and used some of the councils pull to get them in this late in the semester, "now put on your best we have nothing to hide smiles."

With that the three walked into a school a figure watched them from the abandoned woods near the school, she smiled boy do I have a Hell of a year planned for you girls.