Author: Kristen

Title: Turning Points

Part: 2

Crossover: BtVS/Roswell

Disclaimer: I own nothing of either show. Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Roswell are merely my playgrounds and I intend to have a lot of fun with them. No profit is being made and no infringement is intended.

Spoilers: Some of Season One for both shows

Rating: PG for now

Pairings: No idea yet.

Summary: Buffy moves to Roswell from LA and discovers she didn't leave the paranormal behind. Her new home is on the Hellmouth and there's more to her fellow students than meets the eye.

AN: Much thanks to my two betas for looking over this part for me and giving me their valuable input.

History class was slow and dull, but she did make more progress on her mom's hopes for new friends. Cordelia Chase shared her book with Buffy and offered to share her notes as well in an effort to get Buffy caught up. The girl was very friendly to Buffy and yet reminded her of her lost friends at Hemery. This girl was clearly popular and enjoyed her spot at the top of the social ladder, much like Buffy's old friends. She wondered if the weirdness in her life would soon drive this girl away from her too. She hoped not. Buffy wasn't the type of person to enjoy leading a solitary life. She liked people and liked being around them. Encouragingly, Cordelia seemed very interested in Buffy and a quick comparison of schedules revealed that the two of them had gym together later.

Later, Cordelia led Buffy to the library after class, making plans on the way to get to know each other better in gym class.

Buffy waved goodbye to her new friend and eased open the door to the library. It swung shut behind her as she gazed around taking in the open entrance and the railed in bookshelves on another level. The library seemed empty but Cordelia had mentioned that the handsome new librarian, Mr. Wyndham-Price could usually be found there. It was evident that her new friend clearly had a crush on the librarian and would have tagged along if there wasn't somewhere else she had to be.

"Hello?" Buffy called. "Is anybody here? I need some books!" Buffy wondered if she should just look for the books herself and then leave a note. "Hello?"

"Oh yes. Right." A head, speaking with a light British accent, poked out of a room to the right, presumably the office of the new librarian. Buffy had to agree with Cordelia. He was handsome in a clean-cut manner. The soft-spoken British accent didn't hurt either. "Be with you in a moment."

Buffy let her gaze wander around the library while she waited. Her gaze suddenly stopped its journey when she noticed the library had a cage. What were they trying to keep in or maybe it was attempting to keep out? Did the librarian lock himself in to keep away from something or was he locking up people with overdue books until they agreed to return the books and pay the fines? It was an oddity that her mind couldn't reconcile. She had never seen a cage in a library before.

"Miss Summers?"

The librarian's voice drew her attention back from her musing. The librarian had left his office and brought a stack of old, musty books with him that he set on the counter dividing them.

"How'd you know my name?" Buffy looked suspiciously at this guy. He knew her name and he was dressed in a very nice suit. Not your typical librarian.

"They told me you were coming. I'm your new Watcher."

And with those last four words her heart fell. Another Watcher? How could he replace Merrick? Why should she even let him try? Being Buffy's Watcher was hazardous to your health. Could she let someone risk that again? Should she? This guy was awful young to be a Watcher. Did he even know how to protect himself?

"You're a lot younger than my last Watcher. He at least had the Van Helsing thing working for him. Do you even know how to kill a vamp?"

"Certainly," Wesley clipped out. "Look Miss Summers, I may not be the Watcher you were hoping for, but I am the Watcher you need. I was specially chosen by the the council's oracles for this great responsibility. I promise to do my utmost to make sure you are prepared for the battles you will face." Here he smiled. "And not to worry, I was Head Boy at the Watcher's Academy. I have done everything I could and done it well to prepare myself for the honourable task of Watching a Slayer. You may place your trust in me, Miss Summers."

"Head Boy, huh?" Buffy gave him a considering glance. It would be nice to have someone who understood exactly what she was going through again and whatever training he had (head boy?what the hell was that anyway?) might prove helpful. She'd still keep an eye on him, because head boy or not, at first glance he didn't inspire the confidence in his abilities that Merrick had. She inwardly sighed. Looks like she had a Watcher again.

"Indeed."

"Alright, Watcher Boy, what's the what?"

"What?"

"Exactly." Buffy smirked inwardly. She just couldn't resist messing with him. Her new Watcher seemed to take himself way too seriously. If he was going to be her Watcher, that would have to change.

"In English, Miss Summers?"

Buffy decided to throw him a bone "What's going on? Anything a Slayer should be aware of?"

"Oh. Yes, well, I've been studying the history of the Hellmouth-"

"-The what?" Buffy interrupted. Where had her mother moved her to?

"The Hellmouth. It's exactly what it sounds like. We are standing on the mouth of hell. The Hellmouth is a center of mystical convergence. All manner of unsavory and evil things happen here and all manner of evil beings are drawn here by it as well. Its negative energy has a way of corrupting anything within its influence."

"Great," Buffy said, dryly.

"That's why it is so important that the Slayer, and by extent her Watcher as well, are present to fight its effects and protect it from those who wish to open it and give hell free reign. Anyway, where was I?"

"You were studying the history of the mystical whosit."

"Right. And all signs point to things getting worse. An unparalled number of vampires are present in this town. Something is about to happen."

Buffy braced herself. "Well, what is it?"

"I do not know, Miss Summers. But rest assured that when I figure it out, you will know."

"Great. In the meantime, I'm going to need some books. And quit calling me Miss Summers. It's Buffy. You got a first name? Something better than your mouthful of a last name I can call you?"

"It's Wesley, but it really wouldn't be appropriate-"

"Maybe in England, but we're in Roswell and you're not that much older than I am to merit me calling you by your last name all the time. So Wesley, about those books?"

Wesley looked irritated at her insistence of calling him by his first name but decided to let it go for the moment. His Slayer was focusing on the more important matters as she should be and that was something to be pleased about. "Well, I was about to continue my search through these," he said, indicating the small pile of books on the counter in front of him. "But of course if you would like to-"

"Ew. No." Buffy frowned in disgust. Spend her time looking through moldy, old books? She had better things to do. She really wasn't the research type anyway. "I was talking about schoolbooks. For the classes I'm stuck taking?"

"Right," Wesley said with disappointment. "Give me your schedule and I'll see what I can do."

AN: The Roswell characters will be showing up soon for anyone who's interested. So, how you liking it so far? Please review and let me know.