Dean stared at the blonde woman. Who was she? She looked strong, certainly, but there was something graceful behind it, as if it wasn't from pure workouts at the gym. He continued to stare at her as the half-crouched Sam stood up. "Er…Wow…that was… Weird." Sam frowned slightly, also confused at this woman. So many questions ran through his head. He thought of introducing himself before going into any further discussion. He held out his hand. "Hi, I'm Sam, Winchester, and this is my brother, Dean." She shook his hand firmly.
"I'm Buffy Summers. Mind telling me what you were doing?" Buffy picked up Sam's pistol from the ground. "And these things? They solve nothing."

Dean and Sam looked at each other in confusion. "Actually, we were hunting," Dean said "But it looks like you took care of that demon."
"Demon? No, that was a Vampire, trust me." She said, shaking her head slightly with a smugness.
"But it looked human? Slightly." Sam replied, getting more confused.
Buffy crossed her arms and sighed. "Okay, I'm gonna to give you a quick lesson in vampire slaying 101. Vampires are soulless, dead people, with a demon inside them. They're not 'possessed' of a sort, you can't exorcise them, although they don't like crosses, holy water, in fact anything religious is a big no-no. Anyway, you stake 'em, they turn into ash and voila! A big dusty mess on the carpet."
Dean shook his head, "That was no vampire! You have to gank 'em properly, you gotta take off their head."

"Yeah, well, you're on the hell mouth now. Rules do NOT apply here. It's a big magnetic hotspot for demon kind. In case you haven't noticed, they seem to like it here. They get to live short, horrific dreams of running the world and creating the apocalypse- again."
Sam frowned. "Again?"
Buffy nodded "Yep. We had Master vamp; killed me once, giant mayor snake, Glorificus god of some hell dimension; jumped into that portal, came back from heaven, and here I am. Basically I've died twice in the process of stopping these apocalypses."
"And what are YOU?" Dean asked.
"Slayer, coma, the. Look it up." She unfolded her arms. "Well, I'm gotta run, got things to do, vampires to dust. Happy hunting."
She walked past them, back into the wood.

Dean and Sam looked at each other.
"Dude. I like her."