Buffy and Dawn had taken turns keeping watch throughout the night, since neither of them trusted the Watchers. Buffy had been on watch since sunrise and was just waiting for something to happen. She looked over at her dad and Dawn, who were still sleeping. If anything happened to them, there would be hell to pay. All of a sudden she heard Willow's voice in her head, [Buffy, we're outside. Make sure the three of you are ready to go.] Buffy quickly nudged Dawn awake and gestured for her to do the same for their dad. Keeping an eye on the Watchers in the doorway, Buffy leaned down and slowly pulled the dagger from Dawn's pants. She was careful to keep it out of the Watchers line of sight, not that they were paying any attention to their three prisoners. Buffy quickly sliced through the bindings that held her sister. Dawn took the knife from her and did the same for their father. Dawn then watched her sister for the sign that she knew would come.

As soon as the fog started rolling into the room, Buffy gestured for them to get up. She was just about to lead them from the room when Spike and Anya appeared in one of the doorways; Anya knocking the guard out with the baseball bat that she carried. Buffy could hear the sounds of fighting coming from the other room. Turning to Spike she said, "Get my family out of here."

"You're coming with us, too, Slayer," Spike said.

Buffy shook her head and grabbed one of her crutches. "Nope. I've got some business to take care of."

"Watcher's not going to like this," Spike argued. "He said to get the three of you out."

"I'll deal with Giles," Buffy replied, pressing the release mechanism on her crutch and pulling out her own dagger. "You just get my family out of here." Spike nodded and he and Anya herded her family back the way they had come.

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Quentin was outraged. He didn't know how things had gotten out of control so quickly. One minute he was fast asleep, the next, all hell had broken loose. At first, it had just been a thick fog spreading throughout the mansion. Then the fighting had begun. He had recognized Buffy's little group of followers before the fog had concealed them. "Check on the prisoners!" he yelled.

Buffy was just sneaking up on the other guard when she heard Quentin issue his command. The guard turned around and was surprised to find Buffy almost directly behind him. Without thinking, Buffy spun on her good leg and kicked up with her prosthetic. Her aim was as good as ever, as her foot went into his face, sending him to the ground. Unfortunately, the kick had thrown her off balance and she wasn't prepared for the Watcher that came in behind her guard. He pulled out his gun and aimed it at her.

Buffy was trying to figure out how to get out of her current situation when a blur from the next room crashed into the Watcher. Xander and the Watcher fought for a minute before the burly Watcher managed to throw him against the wall. Buffy watched in horror as Xander slid to the ground and didn't move. "Xander!" she cried, hurrying over to him, thankfully finding a pulse. The Watcher was approaching her again, when suddenly he dropped to the floor. Looking up in surprise, Buffy found Willow and Tara standing in the doorway. Giving a relieved sigh, Buffy said, "Am I glad to see you guys."

"Is he okay?" Willow asked anxiously.

Buffy nodded. "Yeah. Why don't the two of you get him out of here through the sewers? I'll go get the boys."

Willow nodded as she and Tara began trying to get Xander off the ground. "There are only Travers, Nigel, and about two others left standing," she said.

"Thanks," Buffy said and crept towards the door again. Peering into the next room, she quickly threw the dagger she still held in her hand. One of the Watchers had been sneaking up on Giles, but Buffy's dagger slid into his shoulder causing him to cry out in pain. Giles spun around and clubbed him on the head with the hilt of the sword. Looking back to where the dagger had come from he gave a frustrated sigh at seeing Buffy there. He should have known she wouldn't just leave. Seeing that Ethan was busy keeping Smith from doing any harmful spells, he looked at the only other Watchers that remained standing: Quentin and Nigel.

"Well, well," Quentin said. "Isn't this interesting?" Before he had finished his sentence, he had his gun out and pointed at Buffy's head. Seeing Giles ready to rush at him, he continued, "Move and the girl dies." Giles froze knowing he would never reach Buffy in time. "This is just too perfect. I get to rid myself of a very problematic Slayer and I get the pleasure of seeing you watch her die."

Giles noticed a movement of the corner of his eye. "Quentin, let's talk about this," he said, trying to distract him. He caught Buffy's eye and barely twitched his head in Ethan's direction. Ethan had managed to finish off the magic-wielding Watcher and was busy working on another spell to help Buffy out. Buffy watched in amazement as the gun in Quentin's hand slowly began to dematerialize. Just as Quentin had figured out something was wrong, Buffy quickly ducked and aimed a punch at his midsection. Quentin groaned in agony. Before Buffy could do anything else Nigel had advanced on her with a sharp looking knife. He didn't have it for long. Buffy was a blur of motion as she easily knocked the knife from his hand and began beating him senseless.

"This is for being a lousy Watcher!" she yelled as she broke his noise. "This is for making me bleed!" A bone in his arm was snapped. "This is for making me do whatever you said!" He groaned when she got in a punch to the kidneys. "And this is for kidnapping me and my family!" Reaching down, she grabbed his crotch and gave it a sharp twist. Nigel fell to the ground, writhing in agony.

Quentin grimaced from his spot on the floor. He tried to get up to help Nigel, but Giles lazily held his sword against Quentin's neck, discouraging him from moving. "Are you done?" Giles asked her mildly.

Turning to Giles she grinned sheepishly, "Yeah. What are we going to do with them?"

"Don't worry," Ethan spoke up. "I'll take care of them."

"What do you mean by 'take care of them'?" Buffy asked suspiciously.

Ethan gave an aggrieved sigh. "Doesn't anyone trust me?" Seeing the twin glares he received he continued, "I'm not going to kill them. I'm just going to chaperone them back to the Watcher's Council. Ripper here has already called and informed them of Quentin's actions. They will have a quick trial followed by a long imprisonment."

"Good," Buffy said, moving to be near Giles. He pulled her to him and held her tight. "Let's go meet everyone at the Magic Box," Buffy said. "I want to make sure my dad and Dawn are okay and I think I'm going to have to explain some stuff to my dad." Giles nodded and led her out of the mansion, leaving Ethan to deal with the Watchers.