Head First

Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon and Supernatural belongs to Eric Kripke

Summary: After a rendezvous in Los Angeles, Dean discovers something that will forever change his life… A daughter…

Spoilers: Post "Chosen" for Buffy and now post "Shadow" for Supernatural!

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Yours, Mine and Ours…

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Willow looked at Sam, who in turn, looked at Dean. Dean looked at Willow, not wanting to have eye contact with Buffy. The slayer also refused to look at Dean, and concentrated on looking between Sam and Willow. The anger she was feeling about Dean taking her daughter had left, to be replaced by… Something she couldn't explain. She just knew she couldn't look at him at the moment.

The ride back was a different story. Sam and Dean were driving behind Willow and Buffy. There was conversation in both cars about what to say and how to say it. When the four had arrived, Sam and Dean started to really take notice to the school they entered. This wasn't an ordinary private school.

Willow and Buffy had taken them to the same dining room they had been before, and they sat in silence.

After the dodgy looks, something in Sam's head finally clicked. He looked at Willow, who stared right back.

"You're RedWicca." It was more of a statement than a question.

Willow's face seemed to scrunch up as she tried to think about what Sam meant. Upon realizing, her eyes widened, "Oh goddess, you're SW."

"This is who you got the information from about those Powers That Be?" Dean turned to Sam.

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"How goes the Mexican standoff?" Faith asked. She stood above a kneeling Dawn as she peaked inside the room through the cracked door.

"They're finally talking," Dawn answered. She stood up from her position and looked at Faith. "Mexican standoff, Faith?"

"Too much time with Andrew," she shook her head. "They better hurry up, Mari is worrying."

"I can handle this," Dawn smirked as she threw the doors open. The four adults looked at the source of the interruption with a questioning gaze. Dawn stopped at the end of the table and pointed to Buffy and Willow. "Vampire slayer and witch."

She pointed to Dean and Sam after. She had an idea on what they did, but didn't want to assume. "And you two?"

"Hunters," Sam answered when Dean didn't.

"All you need to know is that Buffy is basically one of the many leaders at this school where we train other slayers. If you want to know about slayers, that's for another time," she waved it off. "Now, we know there are other hunters out there, so what's your specialty?"

"Spirits and demonic possessions," Dean finally spoke.

"I'm smelling alliance because slayers are all about hitting things they can, well, hit and you can't do that with a spirit unless you have a witch around and they can't people who are possessed," Dawn nodded as the thoughts came. "And since you're here, you will be coming in contact with things you probably can't handle, and that's where a slayer comes in."

"Dawn," Buffy rolled her eyes. "Back on topic, please."

Shaking her head and putting her thoughts of an alliance at the back of her head, Dawn got back to her topic, "You're all here because you care about Mari, so for her, can you please put aside any anger you feel. Buffy, you know Dean didn't take Mari away just to give her to that woman. And Dean, Mari is being protected here. We know about the things she can do. So, talk, because she really wants to see her mom and dad and Uncle Sam."

Saying her piece, Dawn walked away from the table and left the room, passing Faith who heard the whole conversation. "Way to go."

"They just needed a kick to the ass," Dawn nodded. "Let's go check on Mari."

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She was very smart for her age, or so her aunt Willow said. And since Aunt Willow was very smart, then she had to be right. She had been taking lessons from her about witchcraft. Her mom didn't like it, but whenever she got upset and sad, things would happen, so her Aunt Willow convinced her mom that she needed help with it.

Mari loved being a witch. She couldn't do much, but she could control her magic when she cried or yelled. And she could levitate stuff, too. Her lessons with Willow were more about control, though, so Mari had to learn witchcraft in other ways. The slayers had to learn potions, so Mari would watch and they'd let her. They didn't think she'd actually learn anything so quickly.

They were wrong.

After being taken by that lady, Mari saw that her parents were uneasy around one another. She thought the entire thing was her fault because she wasn't a better witch like her Aunt Willow and she wasn't a slayer like her mom.

"Mari, there you are, what are you doing?" Dawn's voice cut through the young girl's thoughts. She was already putting the potion together as Dawn and Faith walked into the room and before the two adults could stop her, Mari threw in the last ingredient.

"Crap, where is she?" Faith yelled as the room filled with a foul smelling smoke. The smoke started to clear and there, in the center of the room was Mari.

"Um, I think we found her," Dawn stared.

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"So, there's a demon that killed your mom and gave Sam special abilities and the woman today, Meg, was it, came to bring Mari to him?" Buffy tried to sum everything up. "And you, Sam, thought you saw Mari levitating stuff using powers the demon may have given to her?"

"That's about it," Sam nodded.

"Wow, alright, I can see how you thought Mari was special like yourself, but she was actually using witchcraft," Buffy explained.

"You're teaching her how to be a witch!" Dean snapped.

"She showed an aptitude for it and if we didn't start soon there would be no telling what she would do when she got older," Willow defended her goddaughter.

"If you're going to start telling me how to raise my daughter, then you can leave right now."

"I see we aren't getting anywhere," Dawn appeared at the door.

"That's not true, Dawn," Willow shook her head. "We discovered why that woman tried to take Mari and we're just discussing how to handle it. Dean needs to wrap his head around witchcraft, that's all."

Dean snorted and shook his head in disbelief. Witchcraft was never really his strong suit, but he knew that those that practiced it for real often had problems with it. "I'd just appreciate it if my daughter didn't go off the deep end. How's that workin' for ya?"

Both Buffy and Dawn winced as Willow stood from her chair and fled the room.

"She's already been through it," Buffy sighed. "And she's fine now, and we'd appreciate it if you could stop blurting things out like that."

"Good luck," Sam rolled his eyes.

"And there went our best chance for solving what just happened to Mari," Dawn walked to the table and sat in Willow's vacant seat.

"What happened?" Buffy locked eyes with her sister.

"Come on out, Mari," Dawn gestured to the entrance of the room. All eyes followed Dawn's arm as Mari stepped into their line of sight. What greeted them was not a four-year-old girl, but a teenager.

"Hi, mom," Mari waved, "dad, uncle Sam."

"Dawn, why is my daughter fifteen?" Buffy asked calmly.

"Sixteen, mom."

"Oh, right, that makes it so much better."

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After months of waiting, I felt I should at least give you something. It may be not its usual length, but it's something. I have not abandoned this story! …I just get distracted, is all.