Another thank you is in order for those who reviewed the previous chapter. I'm really glad you're enjoying this series. I'm sorry for the delay in the chapter, I wasn't too sure how much I was going to put in this and how much of characters' stories I was going to give away so it took a while to write. I hope you enjoy it though and please do leave a review to let me know.

New Beginnings

1x04: The Wolf, The Ram and the Hart

Starring:

Sarah Michelle Gellar as Buffy Summers

Nicholas Brendon as Xander Harris

Michelle Trachtenberg as Dawn Summers

Tom Lenk as Andrew Wells

Sophia Bush as Cossette LaPoint

Jensen Ackles as Daniel Waters

Guest Starring:

Lochlyn Munro as Owen

Alona Tal as Kristen Jamieson

Leighton Meester as Jamelia Granger

Jessy Schram as Nicki Strauss

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Buffy spun around and managed a roundhouse kick at the demon that was coming towards her. Once again, her nightly patrol had led her to a demon, although she had to admit that she was thankful it was not in another cemetery. Tonight, she was in a small park.

The tall, scaled demon ran towards her. She watched as his claw hands came towards her and just in time, ducked out of the way. The claws embedded themselves into the slide that stood behind her. Buffy could not help but smile smugly at what she had accomplished, just what she wanted to do. However, her smug smile soon vanished when the demon pulled his claws through the slide, ripping the metal in half almost as if it was paper. Her cockiness turned to shock as she realised that her plan had not completely worked, now she needed to find a way to kill the demon much quicker than she planned.

While thinking, Buffy had to duck as the demon threw a piece to of the slide at her. She would have come out with a sarcastic remark, but since seeing what the demon could do that was the last thing on her mind. She punched the demon in the jaw, as he came her way, but it had no effect on him.

The demon simply stopped so he could tilt his head at Buffy and if he looked anything like a human there would have been a look of excitement in his eyes, but they were scaled over, so Buffy could not see them.

When he began moving again, Buffy hit him once again, but there was still no effect to the demon, instead all he did was swing out one of his claws. Buffy ducked the claw but as she stood up, she missed the second claw that was coming her way. The claw connected to her chest and sent her flying through the air until she crashed into a tree.

The view in front of her went black for a while as the wind hit her, her eyes closed tight from the pain that she felt. It had been a while since a demon had managed this pain on her and then it was an extremely strong demon – the Turokan Vampire. She was so in her thoughts that she did not realise that the demon had stalked his way over to her. It was only when she managed to open her eyes that she saw his dark figure above her, claw raised, ready to take her head off, which she knew was possible after seeing what happened to the slide.

She closed her eyes again, her body was refusing to move and if she was honest, she did not want to see as her death came. However, she never felt anything and she had to wonder whether this was what death was going to be like this time. She had to admit, she never remembered how death came the first two times, she only remembered the after effects of her second death. Deciding that maybe she had made it back to Heaven again, she opened her eyes, only to find herself still in the dark park in Rome, but with no demon in sight.

Her body stopped aching so much as panic arose. She asked herself what had happened to the demon and quickly looked around the area, she hoped to God that the demon had not found an innocent victim while she was being weak.

Her fears subsided initially when she realised that somebody else was fighting the demon, maybe Cossette had been watching the fight and had stepped in. However as she got a closer look at the person fighting the demon, she realised they were far too big built to be Cossette. They were slower too and missed the long brown hair and dark clothing. She already realised that it was a man.

Once again her fear built up as she realised that it was not the Slayer Vampire she thought it was, it was some poor helpless mortal. Buffy pulled herself from the ground where she had fallen, ignoring the pain that her body was in, and made her way over to the demon.

"Hey!" she called out to the demon, just as she watched the man duck from a swinging claw and then slide his foot out to trip the demon up. As the demon landed on his back, Buffy could only watch as the man pulled a knife out from his pocket.

"Catch!" The man said as he threw the knife to Buffy, who caught the knife with ease in her left hand but continued to look at the man, unsure of what he wanted her to do with this. She did not have much time to find out either, the demon was getting back to his feet, "In the neck, you need to cut the artery there. That'll kill it."

She wondered at first how he knew that, but didn't have the time to ask as the demon got back to his feet and was immediately after the man that had knocked him down.

"Hey! Its me you want!" Buffy called out to the demon and sure enough it turned its attention to her. She was just thankful it was away from the mortal.

As the demon came towards her, she held the knife tightly in her hand, ready to attack the first minute that she had chance. The demon swung his left claw first, which she blocked with her right arm, keeping a tight grip on the borrowed knife, and then blocked the attack coming from her left, with her left hand. The demon had moved his left claw back, meaning her right hand was free and she used that split second to hit the demon in his neck. Green goo oozed out a little over the knife and a pungent smell came from the wound, but Buffy ignored it and sliced the knife through the neck, slicing the artery that was in there.

The demon instantly stopped his attack and dropped to the ground, lifelessly, but the smell was still there, causing Buffy to cover her nose with the sleeve of her black top and back away from the scaled creature.

"Turok Demons are stong," the man now said, causing Buffy to jump. She had completely forgotten about him being there and she was not expecting the American accent, "I'm impressed. Not many people manage to kill them."

"What were you doing fighting the thing?" Buffy questioned the man as they stepped towards a bench, that had a light above it. It was then that Buffy saw the face of the man, it completely stopped her from thinking about what she was complaining at him about. Instead she held out the knife to the man, "I guess I should thank you for this anyway. How did you know how to kill a…what demon?"

"Turok Demon," the man answered with a smile, taking the knife from Buffy, "Nasty creatures. I'm Danny Waters, by the way." He held his hand out for Buffy to take, who smiled as they shook hands.

"Buffy Summers."

"Well, its nice to meet you, Buffy Summers, even if it was under unnatural circumstances."

While Buffy spoke to the man that had just helped her fight off the demon, she never realised that she was being watched. Cossette had come to keep an eye on her and was about to step in to save her until the mortal turned up. After that, she decided to keep an eye on the two of them. The mortal fought far too well to just be a passer-by and he knew about the demon. Something was not adding up for Cossette. She continued to watch the two of them talk but something in the distance caught her eye, something on the other side of the now broken slide.

She glared at what it was, a figure that stood in the trees. Not just any figure either, the one that had held her captive in Wolfram and Hart just a few weeks ago. She would never forget his face.

Her eyes met the eyes of her attacker and she kept the lock with him. She could see a smile appearing on his lips. He was up to something, she knew that. Now she just had to figure out exactly what that something was.

---Opening Credits---

"You know you really didn't have to do this." Danny explained to Buffy as she placed a mug of coffee in front of him, however he happily ate the bacon and eggs she had just made him for breakfast, her way of thanking him properly for saving her the night before. If it was not for her then she would have been killed by the Turok Demon.

"I'm just a very thankful damsel in distress," Buffy shrugged her shoulders, placing more rashers of bacon in the frying pan on the stove, "And its not often that I'm a damsel in distress."

"I guess not being a Vampire Slayer," Danny agreed with her, with a smile on his face, "I really did think a Slayer was a myth."

"A few people have said that actually." Buffy laughed a little, as she remembered back to when she first met Riley Finn. Professor Maggie Walsh has thought of the Vampire Slayer as a myth, as a scary story for Vampires, something to give childhood nightmares' nightmares.

Before either had any time to say anything else, footsteps could be heard coming from the hallway and Dawn walked in, smelling breakfast. At first, Dawn was a little confused at the smell of bacon and eggs but when she saw the man sat at the dining table, she put it all together. Special breakfast because they had company. However, after a long night of researching Wolfram and Hart, Dawn had no interest in breakfast and just grabbed herself some orange juice, while looking at the man out of the corner of her eye.

He was cute, definitely very cute, but she could see straight away that he had his eyes on her sister. When she looked over to Buffy, she could tell that Buffy was interested in him too. It was then that Dawn realised that Buffy was looking at her, her eyebrows raised in expectation.

Turning her attention to the man sat at the dining table, Dawn smiled softly. Just then she realised that the man was similar to Riley Finn in his build and hair colour. She was no longer surprised that her sister had taken a liking to him, and he was now definitely more than cute, he was hot. Very hot!

"Hi," the man spoke to her, his voice making her melt at the knees, "I'm Danny Waters."

"D-D-Dawn," she managed to stutter and then glanced at her sister, trying to as her mentally who he was.

"This is my sister," Buffy explained to Danny with a smile and then looked at her sister, "Danny helped me last night with a demon." She was not going to tell her sister that she needed saving. Again.

Dawn was a little annoyed, another demon fighter. She knew that that meant she stood no chance, he was going to be interested in her sister straight away. All demon fighters were. Her heart sunk and she kicked herself for getting so excited about this man in the first place. Trying not to come off as being jealous about her sister, Dawn smiled softly at Buffy.

"It looks like everyone is helping you at the moment," just then a knock at the door saved Dawn from a possibly awkward conversation with her sister, "That'll be Xander, I'm going to school."

With that, Dawn placed her now empty glass on the counter and left the room, picking her school bag up on the way out.

Danny turned to Buffy, a look of confusion on his face.

"Did I say something?"

"No, she's just being her normal teenage self," Buffy waved off the question, although knew at the back of her mind that there was something wrong with Dawn this morning. She would find out later what it was, maybe it was all this last night research taking its toll, she would have to have a word with her about that later on tonight. Now, she was going to find out more about the man that had saved her life, "So, you never said what got you into the demon fighting business."

"You never said how you became a Slayer, how anyone becomes a Slayer." Danny jumped around the subject, this had not been something he had planned.

Buffy frowned a little at the way Danny had jumped around the subject, either the story was too difficult for him to go into or there was something that he was hiding. Buffy just hoped that it was not the latter.

---Commercial Break #1---

Dawn walked down the halls of her new school, she hated this place, truly hated the place. She much preferred being at home, in her library, researching everything she could about anything. Wolfram and Hart had been the main thing on her list lately, it had been the main thing on both her and Andrew's list, but there were other things too. They were still researching Cossette too, and what Wolfram and Hart could possibly want from her.

Being so deep in thought, Dawn didn't realise that there was someone was walking in the same path as her, directly towards her until it was too late. The two people collided and Dawn instantly worried that it was going to be Nicki Strauss. The last thing she needed was the Queen Bitch of the school to have something else that she could throw her way.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm not usually so clumsy lately," a quiet female voice cried out, a little panicked, causing Dawn to look down to see a slim, blonde haired female crouched down, picking up some books. Dawn bent down too, helping the girl pick up everything that she had dropped because they had walked into each other, "I'm really sorry."

"Don't worry about it," Dawn shook her head as she grimaced in pain, realising that the girl had really hurt her shoulder by walking into it. She wondered whether the girl was in pain too.

Before Dawn or the girl could say anything, both of them saw a pair of feet in Gucci stilettos between them. Dawn rolled her eyes as she heard the other girl groan.

"What do we have here?" Nicki's voice taunted at the two girls, "The freak and the geek. Perfect pair and perfect place for you. Can I suggest you continue to crawl on the ground?"

Dawn looked up to say something to Nicki, but the feet were already leaving before she could pluck up the courage, she hoped one of these days she would be able to say something back to her. After all, she had saved the world a fair few times, she had fought the undead, why could she not stand up to one bully?

"She's been like that from day one," the girl said as the two of them stood up. Dawn still had a handful of papers in her hand but did not realise at first, "Erm, are you gonna hold them ransom or do I get them back?"

Dawn clicked what the girl was talking about and handed her the pieces of papers with a nervous smile.

"Thanks. I'm Kristen, by the way."

"Dawn…"

"I know, you're the new girl."

"You don't get a new girl that often then," Dawn laughed, nervously. Luckily for her, Kristen continued the conversation with their next lessons and general chit-chat, leaving Dawn to silently wonder whether she had just made a new friend in her new school.

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It was a lovely morning to walk the streets of Rome, at least that was what Xander was thinking as he took some time off from researching everything that Buffy had had him on since they had pretty much got to Rome, two weeks ago.

He was enjoying the sun, his sunglasses protecting his one eye that he could see out of, as he made his way down the street. He was going no where in particular, he was just enjoying some time off.

He stopped outside a small newsagents type store, making him realise that he had not heard of what had been happening in the world since they had gotten to Rome, he needed a newspaper. He just hoped this place would have the foreign papers that many stores around Europe had. All he needed was a paper in English.

When he realised that he was in luck, he smiled, finding a paper that he remembered Giles reading back in England – The Daily Telegraph – it was a large paper but it would do for what he wanted it for. Just to know what had been happening in the land of the living and not the undead. He had had enough of vampires and demons for one morning.

"English?" a female's voice caught his attention behind him, causing Xander to turn around with a smile. Behind him stood a beautiful brown haired woman, her brown eyes stood out from behind her black eyeliner.

"American." Xander corrected the young woman.

"Thank God!" the woman spoke, her American accent clear to Xander, "I never thought I was going to find someone who I could have a proper conversation with in this city! I thought Rome was supposed to be full of tourists."

Xander wanted to say something back to her about that but firstly, he was a little confused at who this woman was and secondly, he had no idea what to say to that since the whole time that he had been in Rome, he had either been stuck in a house researching or had been fighting against or to save vampires.

"Sorry, that must have seemed really random to you," the woman spoke again, laughter behind her voice, "I'm Jamelia," she held her hand out for Xander to take, "Jamelia Granger."

"Xander Harris," Xander finally spoke, shaking the woman's hand.

"Xander? Nice, well, its great to meet you," Jamelia smiled at Xander and even if Xander wanted to say something he would not have had a chance since Jamelia continued to talk, "And its so great to finally meet someone else who speaks English, especially an American too! That's great! Where are you from? What are you doing here? Say, do you want to get coffee?"

Xander simply raised his eyebrows, although he was not sure whether Jamelia would have seen that behind his sunglasses and eye patch. However, he had to admit, he did want to get coffee with this woman, not only would it give him something to do during his break, it would give him a chance to talk to someone other than the friends he had moved here with and the vampire and military organisation that he had become part of his life.

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"So you invited a stranger into your home and made him breakfast?" Andrew questioned Buffy as the two sat in the sitting room, with books all around them, "You never did that for me when I was staying at yours."

"You were never a guest, Andrew." Buffy sighed, never once taking her eyes off the book to look up at her Watcher.

"Even when I helped you?" Andrew asked, now feeling a little hurt. However, Buffy never had to answer anything as the telephone rang, "I'll get it."

Buffy was not going to stop him, she knew that it would most likely be Giles or someone in England with information on Wolfram and Hart, since they had not been able to get into contact with Angel at the Hyperion Hotel, it was always an answer phone and Buffy hated talking on those things, especially about something so big like Wolfram and Hart.

"Hey, Buffy, do you know a man called Wesley?" Andrew's whining voice called out to her, causing her to look up with a frown. Was it really the same Wesley as she was thinking about, "Erm…Wesley Windom-Price."

Buffy jumped up off the couch, dropping the book that she was reading to the floor, and ran over to the phone. She had never thought she would be so excited about hearing from her ex-Watcher, but she knew that he had been working with Angel for the past few years, maybe he knew what was going on with her vampire ex-boyfriend.

"Wes?" Buffy said into the phone the minute she snatched it from Andrew's hands, "Wes, its great to hear from you. I don't think I've ever been so happy to hear from you before!"

Buffy stayed silent while Wesley told her everything that he had to say, she felt like she was going to drop the phone when she heard the one thing that she never expected since finding out about the demonic company.

"Ok, thank you," Buffy finally spoke, her voice quiet, "I'll call if I need anything else."

She hung up the phone and looked towards Andrew, who had gone back to research, however was listening to the conversation. She knew that he was more interested in the conversation she had had, rather than the book that he was reading.

"Who was that?" Andrew asked as Buffy picked up the phone again, "Another boyfriend?"

"An ex-Watcher," Buffy simply said as she dialled the number. She was not interested in sharing the story with Andrew, he would find out eventually, instead she was more interested in getting in touch with the one person she knew could help her right now and shed some light on the situation.

"Hello? Giles?" Buffy asked into the phone once she heard somebody pick it up, "We may have a problem, Angel's working for Wolfram and Hart."

---Commercial Break #2---

Danny stepped into the café, out of Rome's blistering heat. He had gotten used to this over the years, after all he had moved to Rome six years ago, from New York. Now that he was at his destination, he looked around the room. He was looking out for one person but had not seen him yet, he had spotted a brown haired male with an eye patch sat with a brunette woman, there was an Italian family sat in the far corner…that was when Danny spotted who he was looking for.

He walked over to the furthest table from the door, as far away from anybody that could pass and overhear without them realising.

"Hello, Daniel." The man spoke as Danny sat down.

"Owen." Danny said as he looked at the blonde haired man that he had arranged to meet. Danny picked up the menu on the table, to make it look like they were really coming for food rather than discuss what they were really here for. Just as he was about to update Owen on his progress, a waitress came over to the table.

"Can I get you something to drink?"

"I'll just have a coffee." Danny smiled up at the waitress, he needed to get rid of her quickly. Once she was gone again, they could talk.

"How is it going with the Slayer?"

"The Turok Demon was perfect," Danny explained to his friend, "She had no idea how to kill it, I stepped in before she was killed."

"Yes, I saw that," Owen nodded his head, "And so did Cossette." at the mention of that name, Danny screwed up his nose in a look of disgust.

"I thought you had taken care of that thing?"

"I had to let her go," Owen explained, "It was either that or my life…" Before Owen could say anymore, the waitress returned to the table with Danny's coffee. She placed it on the table and then smiled between the two.

"Are you wanting any food?"

"No thanks, Sweetheart," Danny smiled at the woman, knowing that Owen wanted her gone. They both wanted to talk in private, "We'll call if we change our mind though."

"What I want to know is how it went when you left the park," Owen continued their previous conversation once the waitress had left, "Where did you go, what did you talk about?"

"She thanked me for saving her life, asked me about the demon and how I got into the demon fighting business."

"How much did you tell her?"

"Nothing."

"What about you? How much did you tell her about you?"

"Nothing."

Owen frowned a little at what Danny had said, he had not expected Danny to get away with saying nothing about his personal life. He knew it would make the Slayer suspicious of him, he knew she did not like secrets. After all, he had been watching her the past few weeks of her being in Rome and knew that she hated the secrets that Cossette had kept from her.

"Tell her about you," Owen explained to him, "Tell her about your parents, what got you into this. Just don't tell her about the company, make her think you work alone. While you do that, I'll be able to get Cossette out of the way, have her doing what my bosses want her for."

"Who exactly are your bosses?" Danny asked, curious as to who he really did work for and why Buffy could not find out.

"You've worked with me for six years now, never asking questions. Why now?"

"I just wondered why Buffy can't know." Danny answered his friend truthfully, "What do either girls have anything to do with anything?"

"They are everything to the company," Owen told Danny, his voice had force behind it to make it clear that he was annoyed that Danny was asking questions, "I don't know exactly what though, I don't ask questions."

"And what if Cossette gets in the way?" Danny now asked, knowing not to ask any more questions about his orders, "I trust after what you've been told, I'm not to kill the vampire."

"No, don't kill her," Owen agreed with Danny, "I want the two apart, I want them enemies. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to do that." Danny understand what Owen meant straight away, he would definitely be able to find a way to make Buffy think that Cossette was the enemy, all he had to do was tell her the story of what happened to his family and then blame it on one person. With a quick good bye, Owen left Danny at the table on his own, to think of how exactly he would do this.

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Dawn walked back from school with her new friend, Kristen. She was so glad that she had managed to make a new friend so quickly, however she was a little surprised that Kristen wanted to be her friend. Throughout the day, Dawn noticed that the girl was very sporty and co-ordinated, from what she had heard, she had been a cheerleader and in Nicki Strauss' group of friends until just a few months ago, about the time that Sunnydale had been destroyed.

As she thought about it on the way home with her friend, she didn't notice the group of girls from the school just behind them, taunting the two of them. Even though Kristen had been a cheerleader, because she had chosen to quit the squad many people thought of her has weird and strange. They could not understand why anyone would want to quit the squad, while Dawn wondered why anyone would want to join it.

The girls continued to taunt them and it was not until Kristen mentioned for the two of them to keep walking that Dawn realised there were people behind her and her friend.

"Are the two of you scared?" one of the girl's voices called out but Dawn did not recognise it, "You're both weak, why don't you face us."

"Just keep walking." Kristen said again.

"Hey freaks!"

Suddenly Dawn was hit with something wet and cold on her back, causing her to scream out from the shock. She had no idea what it was and hoped that it was just water, otherwise that could be interesting to explain to her sister.

"What the hell was that?" She let out her frustration as she turned around, she wanted to just be able to walk away but after everything in Sunnydale, she was not going to let a group of girls get away with taunting her.

"Oh no! I'm sorry, I guess our water slipped out of the bottle." One of the girls said, with a fake apology, her eyes laughing behind the plastic that she was. As if to prove a point, the girl held up an empty bottle of water in her perfectly manicured hand.

"What are you going to do about it, geek?" Another girl questioned causing Dawn's anger to boil.

"C'mon, Dawn, leave it." She felt Kristen's hand on her arm, pulling her away from the scene. She knew that walking away would be the best idea, but she wanted to show that she would not allow people to walk all over her.

"Oh, and the freak talks," the first girl laughed, looking directly at Kristen, "Just going to walk away again? You're not going to stand up to us again? You changed so much, Kristen. You really did turn into a freak."

"Call me what you want, Kelly," Kristen sighed with a shake of the head, "I'm not going to fight you. Me walking away is the best thing for you." Kristen tried again to pull Dawn away from the situation but she didn't have the chance as the girl named Kelly launched herself at Kristen to pull at her hair. Kristen was ready and with quick reflexes, she turned around and blocked the attacked with one hand. With her spare hand, she grabbed Kelly's other hand and bent them both backwards, seeing the pain in Kelly's eyes.

"I said it would be better for you. Don't try attack me from behind." Kristen warned the girl and then pushed her backwards.

As Kelly backed away, rubbing her aching arms and pulling the other girls away, Dawn looked at Kristen in surprise, she had not expected to see what she had from this girl.

"I'm sorry," Kristen said from Dawn's expression, "I didn't mean to scare you."

"You di…"

"I don't know what's happened to me. Since a few months ago…" Before Kristen could say anything else, what had happened caught up on her. Thinking that Dawn was going to turn out to be like the rest of the girls in her school she ran away, as fast as she could, leaving Dawn to walk home on her own.

"Don't go!" Dawn called out after the girl, "I think I know!" but Kristen was already gone, which had Dawn playing the scene that she just saw back through her head. After seeing the quick reflexes and the strength that Kristen seemed to have, Dawn could only come to one conclusion.

Kristen was a Slayer.

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Xander sat in the café with the woman he had met just hours earlier. It seemed like minutes that he had been talking to her in the store but as he glanced down at his watch while she was away from the table he realised he had been there for almost four hours. It had been so easy to talk to Jamelia, he never thought it would be so easy to talk to someone as it had been talking to Anya. He closed his eyes as he thought about his deceased ex-fiancée, thinking that it wasn't so easy to talk to her. Anya never made his life easy, but he still loved her and was willing to work at being with her.

As Jamelia made her way back to the table, Xander had to find a way to tell the woman that he needed to leave but it had nothing to do with her.

"You know something, I didn't realise the time," Jamelia said as she sat down, "I really need to get back to my hotel. I had some things planned later today."

"Oh, of course." Xander answered with a smile, happy that he didn't have to say anything along those lines. He didn't want to disappoint her after she had been so relived to find an American around here.

"I'm really sorry, I don't want to go. I really wish I had more time."

"Don't worry about it, I'm short on time too," Xander now said, knowing that he had to leave now. Buffy would not be too happy if he took the whole day off from researching, especially when they had information about Wolfram and Hart to find out still, "Maybe I could get your number or you could take mine. I can take you for dinner before you go back to America or something."

"I'd love that." Jamelia smiled, quickly jotting her number down on a napkin on the table, "It was lovely to meet you, Xander." She finally spoke before leaving the café, leaving Xander to sit there with a smile on his face, life was starting to look up. He knew that nobody would ever replace the part in his heart that Anya held, but he and Anya had split up a long time ago and he had started to move on, he had to continue and he knew she would never hold him against that.

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"He's working with them? Angel's working with the enemy?" Andrew repeated over and over again as he paced the floor. He had been like this since Buffy had explained what the news was. She had to explain to him after he had overheard what she had said to Giles, before explain, he was much much worse.

"Andrew, sit down and shut up," Buffy sighed, rubbing her temples, "You're giving me a headache."

"But Angel's working for them, for Wolfram and Hart."

"He's what?" Dawn's voice called out from the doorway to the living room, Buffy had not even heard the front door close.

"Oh, Dawnie, sit down and get Andrew to sit down too," Buffy ordered her calmly, "I need to explain."

"That Angel's working with Wolfram and Hart? What is there to explain? He's lost his soul! Again!"

"No! No, he hasn't!" Buffy shook her head and walked to Dawn, "At least I don't think so. It was Wes that called me to tell me, they're working there, fighting the good fight from the inside."

"What?" Dawn questioned with a frown, "You mean, they've told you about the company and who the Old Ones are?"

"Not quite, but Giles found out about the Old Ones," Buffy explained to her, "I wanted Xander here too before I explain anything though. Do you know where he is?"

"No, I walked home with one of the girls," Dawn shook her head, "Are we in trouble Buffy? Will Angel come here?"

"No, I don't think so," Buffy tried to calm her sister down, "But we're not going to be asking him to come here any time soon, don't worry about it. I'm not going to trust him while he works with Wolfram and Hart, I don't care about the reasons."

"So, what does Giles know?"

Just before Buffy could answer her sister's question, the three in the room heard the front door slam shut and then quick footsteps come towards the door. For some reason the three were on guard, Buffy was ready to attack if she needed, anything to protect her sister, while Andrew began to cower away from the door. However, it was only Xander stepping through the door, causing everybody to visibly sigh.

Xander instantly felt like he had walked into a room that were on guard and began to question what was going on, not liking the hostile feeling that surrounded him. He instantly thought back to about seven years ago when he was still in high school. A spell gone wrong meant that every girl in school, except Cordelia – who he had wanted – came after him and in the end wanted to kill him because he did not want them back.

"What's going on?"

"Angels working with Wolfram and Hart." Andrew instantly blurted out to the newcomer, causing Xander to jump to the same conclusion as Dawn.

"What? Angel's lost his soul again?"

---Commercial Break #3---

"Giles told me a long time ago that before humans, the world was run by demons. These are who the Old Ones are, the ones that never saw The Wolf, The Ram and the Hart as a threat."

"Wait, I remember Anya saying something about that," Xander cut in, as the four Scoobies sat on the couch of the living room, trying to put together everything they could about Wolfram and Hart and what Angel's involvement was, "It was what was going on with the Mayor, he was becoming…"

"An Old One? That doesn't make sense, how do you become an Old One?" Dawn questioned the two eldest of the Scoobies, looking between them.

"It was the Ascension," Buffy explained, "There were various things the Mayor had to do and the timing had to be perfect. He was to become a demon that originally ruled the world.

"I never realised," Buffy went onto explain, "But when I went to find out about the Scythe, it was that that killed the last of the Old Ones. They were destroyed by a Slayer."

"Why are we worrying about the Old Ones when Angel is ruling Wolfram and Hart?" Andrew questioned, twirling his growing hair in his fingers as he curled up on the couch.

"He does have a point, Buff," Xander hated to admit that Andrew was right, "What are you going to do about him."

"Nothing for now," Buffy explained, "We'll keep an ear to the ground. There are plenty of trained Slayers in the US, if needed, they'll attack. We'll all attack."

"Speaking of Slayers," Dawn now moved the conversation onto what had happened after school, "I think there's one in my school."

"Are you sure?" Buffy was now interested, she knew that not all the Slayers had been found, they were still turning up. Some would never be found, some would not understand what was happening to them and see themselves as freaks because there were no Watchers to help them, but she wanted to help as many as she could.

"After seeing her reactions and strength, I'm pretty sure."

"Has she had any dreams?" Buffy now asked.

"I don't know her that well."

"Then we'll have to find out," Buffy informed her sister, who agreed straight away, "If there's another Slayer in Rome, she'll need my and Cossette's help, and possibly yours, Dawn, if you want to be her Watcher."

Dawn's eyes lit up at hearing what Buffy had just said. She never once thought that she would become a Watcher and now she was grateful and honoured at the opportunity. She couldn't wait but be able to help a new Slayer.

"Meanwhile, we'll arrange with Rhonda for her and her group of move closer to L.A to keep an eye on Angel and their friends at Wolfram and Hart."

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