Disclaimer: I don't own a bloody thing

Author's note: See, I didn't forget this story.

Buffy brushed her hair one final time. "There…" She muttered absently. The doorbell rang.

"I've got it, Buff!" Xander called as he opened the door. The tall brunet was not who he was expecting. He gave him his best brotherly glare. "And you would be?"

"I'm Angel. I'm here to pick up Buffy." Angel said with a smile.

"Buffy's grounded. Our parents said she couldn't go out tonight."

"Xander, be nice." Buffy said as she entered the room. "Hi, Angel."

"Hey, Buffy. You ready?"

"Yeah, I'm ready. Goodnight Xander. I'll be back later tonight."

"Be careful, Buff. And you'd better keep your hands to yourself if you don't want to lose them."

Buffy glared at her brother and then followed Angel out to the car. "Sorry about Xander, he's harmless. He's just…"

"Protective." Angel finished for her.

"Yeah, overly protective."

Angel laughed at the expression on Buffy's face. "It's a good thing. Believe me, if some guy came over to take my sister on a date, I'd be tempted to kick his ass."

Buffy grinned. "I guess you're right."

"I know I'm right. Besides, you seem like the type of girl who is worth protecting."

Allison ran her fingers through her hair and inspected her outfit one final time. Black combat boots, black wide-leg jeans and a red halter were easily complimented with a mix of thin gold and silver bangles, gold hoop earrings, and the medallion her mom had given her that morning. She walked downstairs and towards the front door. "Allie! Could you come here for a minute?" Her mom called from the kitchen.

"Sure!" Allie said as she made her way to the kitchen. She stopped cold in the doorway when she saw Mr. Giles seated at the kitchen table. "Why is he here?" She asked looking at her mom.

"Allie, don't be rude."

"It's quite alright Ms. Calender. I did come a bit unannounced." Mr. Giles replied as he stood up. "Allison, I thought we would begin patrolling toni…"

"No… listen I already told you. I died. I'm not the slayer anymore. Besides, you have your new slayer, so get her to go patrolling. I have a date tonight."

"Allie, let's talk about this." Jenny suggested softly.

"I'm sorry mom, but I can't live that life again. I just can't." The doorbell rang. "I have to go, I'll see you when I get home, ok?"

Jenny sighed. "Sure, be careful."

"I will." Allison called as she headed out the door.

Spike grinned as he walked Allie to the car. "You look smashing."

"Thanks, you look nice too." Allie replied eyeing Spike's long leather trench coat.

"So who were you talking to when you came out?"

Allie rolled her eyes. "Mr. Giles…"

"The bloody librarian was at your house? Why?"

Allie shrugged. "I don't know. Some shit about wanting to get to know me."

Natalie sighed as she replaced a book she had been looking at. She rested her head against the oak bookshelf and closed her eyes. She didn't hear the library door close. She didn't notice anything until two hands began massaging her shoulders. "Are you alright?" Wesley asked softly.

Natalie turned around with a tired grin. "You'll never believe who I'm working with."

Wesley's eyes went wide with disbelief. "Surely it isn't your father."

Natalie nodded. "It's him."

Wesley pulled his wife into a hug and kissed the top of her hair. "Why don't I take you out to a nice dinner?"

"I've got a better idea." Natalie said stifling a yawn.

"What's that?"

"Chinese take out and eating at home on the couch."

Wesley smiled. "Sounds good, now come on, I'll drive you home."

"What about my car?"

"Don't worry, it'll be safe here. I'll bring you back tomorrow to pick it up."

Natalie yawned. "That sounds fabulous. What would I do without you?"

Wesley smiled. "Let's not even think about that, because that would mean that I would be without you."

Jenny put the last of the dishes in the dishwasher. Mr. Giles had stayed for dinner. She sat down at the table across from him. "Mr. Giles…"

"Please, Ms. Calendar, call me Rupert."

"Only if you'll call me Jenny."

"Agreed."

"Good, now that's settled. Rupert, I don't think you'll be able to convince Allie to start slaying again. She was miserable in Cleveland."

"With all due respect, Jenny… you aren't in Cleveland anymore."

Jenny sighed. "I know. But Allison and I both agreed that the move to Sunnydale would be a great way for her to start over. No one here knows that she has ever had anything to do with being a slayer, with the exception of you of course."

Giles nodded. "I realize that Jenny; however, not even you should know that she is the slayer. Also, keep in mind that she isn't the only one anymore. Now there are two of them. Quite frankly, all I'm asking is that you consider the idea."

Jenny shut her eyes briefly. "Fine, I'll talk to her." She said wearily.

"Thank you."