(12/10/2016) Oh hey, look at that. The month and days almost line up with real life. It's the little things in life that are entertaining.

All of the questions from the reviewers will definitely be answered in the following chapters. Plus I've got a soft spot for Rufus and Garth.

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(Email from Sam Zabuto to the Watcher's Council)

My Slayer is dead. I have failed as a Watcher. Consider this my official resignation from the Council. Please assign my replacement to the Caribbean area as soon as possible. Upon his or her arrival I shall depart the area. Do not attempt further correspondence; I have decided to remain in isolation for the duration of my life. God save Rupert Giles from my pain.

(Phone call from Sam Winchester to Buffy Summers)

BUFFY: Y'ello.

SAM: Buffy, it's Sam.

BUFFY: Hey, overgrown brother of mine. What's up?

SAM: Listen. Um… do you remember that blonde girl we met? Right before the church?

BUFFY: Hard to forget crypto-girl, but yeah.

SAM: She's a demon. Her name's Ruby.

BUFFY: Excuse me?

SAM: She… She says she has a way to get Dean out of his deal. And she's helping us. So if you see her again, don't worry.

BUFFY: I don't know. You guys told me that they always lie.

SAM: Just for now we're going to let her be. And… And there's something else.

BUFFY: Oh, God. Now what?

SAM: We found out how demons are made. Buffy, demons used to be humans, human souls, those ones that got sent to Hell.

BUFFY: No. Oh no. You mean—

SAM: Yes. So you see why we need her alive?

BUFFY: (sigh) Fine. But we're going to keep trying to find another way, right?

SAM: Yeah… who knows. Anyways, things okay out there?

BUFFY: Eh. Mostly. You know how it is: vampires, demons, and Buffy, oh my!

SAM: (short chuckle) Okay, okay I get it. Anyways, we'll see you soon. Love you!

BUFFY: Love you guys too!

(Text conversation between Jo Harvelle and Buffy Summers)

JO: Hey Buffy

BUFFY: Hihi! What's up?

JO: Hey, will your mom rent me your spare room?

BUFFY: Why?

JO: I've had it. Mom won't let me be a hunter so I'm going to be one anyways

BUFFY: Hold on, let me ask

BUFFY: I said you were Sam's friend and she said yes and not to worry about rent. Just help keep the place clean haha

JO: Oh thank God. I'll be there in a few days. Will Giles help train me?

BUFFY: Don't see why not

JO: Great. Let me know if you hear of any jobs, like regular jobs

BUFFY: I think The Bronze is looking for a bartender. Or if you're really brave you could try Willy's

JO: Either will work. See you soon

BUFFY: Oh, mom doesn't know about hunters or slayage or anything. Careful what you say

JO: Still? Mom told me about that. No worries on my end

BUFFY: Okay let me know when you're close

JO: Will do

NPR Hourly Newscast

PAULA: Live from NPR news in Washington, I'm Paula Greer. The town of Monument, Colorado is still reeling from a mysterious explosion that destroyed their police station and took eight lives. George Werner has the details.

GEORGE: Officer Bolton had just finished his shift on Monday night when three federal agents and two murder suspects arrived.

BOLTON: Feds just showed up, said these guys were the devil incarnate. Shoved out our prisoners and stuck them in instead. Last I saw of any of 'em.

GEORGE: Five hours later, the entire station was leveled by an explosion whose cause is still a mystery. At least eight people were killed in the incident including local Sheriff Melvin Dodd, Deputy Phil Amici, and legal secretary Nancy Fitzgerald. The three federal agents, as well as the suspects that had been in their custody, have also been presumed dead. George Werner, NPR news, Colorado.

December 25, 2006

(Conversation between Buffy Summers, Joyce Summers, Dean Winchester, and Sam Winchester, 1630 Revello Drive, Sunnydale, CA)

"Oh my God, this is delicious."

"Thank you, Dean. It's just too bad that Jo had to work. Make sure you boys leave some food for her. Buffy, could you pass me the rolls?"

"Here ya go!"

"So, you boys ready to tell me why you're suddenly here for Christmas? I know it couldn't just be because of my cooking."

"Uh… Sam?"

"Well… uh… you know… family and all of that?"

"And this year is different from all the other years because…?"

"Mom, Dean had a cancer scare."

"Uh… yeah! That was it. You know, the cancer. With the… in the…"

"Breast. Dean had breast cancer."

"Thanks, Buffy."

"You're welcome."

"Oh my goodness, Dean."

"Nah, Joyce, no worries. Just, you know, wanted to make sure I had a real Christmas dinner before—er, for once."

"Well if we're going to make this a thing then you two boys will have to start bringing something. Maybe next year you can bring the meat and I'll cook it?"

"Uh, yeah. Sure. Next year. That'd be awesome. Hey, Joyce, you got any dessert?"

"Apple pie and pumpkin pie. Which would you prefer?"

"One of each, please. Thank you."

"Pig."

"Midget."

"Dean…"

"Shut it, Sammy. Now you got the lie to use when I'm not here. Merry Christmas, and don't fuck up the rest of this evening for me, got it?"

January 2007

(Phone call from Sam Winchester to Rupert Giles)

GILES: Hello?

SAM: Giles! What day is it?

GILES: Tuesday, I believe. Why?

SAM: It's Tuesday. Oh my God, it's still Tuesday!

GILES: Sam? Is everything all right?

SAM: Why did I call you again? I already knew you didn't have any answers.

GILES: I'm sorry?

SAM: Look, do you have any information about being caught in a time loop?

GILES: That's a rare phenome—

SAM: Phenomenon, I know, and yes I'm sure that's what's going on. Dean keeps dying in these weird, stupid ways and I keep waking up and it's freaking Tuesday! Again!

GILES: Perhaps I could look in the journals of—

SAM: No no no, you never find anything in there. What else?

GILES: Well, what about the Black—

SAM: No, not the Blackwood Chronicles either. You're sure you don't have anything else? Anything at all?

GILES: I-I'm sorry, Sam. Those are the only books I know that even mention such a thing.

SAM: I know, I know. Maybe next time will be—Dean, no. Give me that.

DEAN: (in the background) What for?

SAM: Because last time you somehow rammed it through your skull.

DEAN: (in the background) How?

SAM: (shouting) THROUGH YOUR NOSE! (normal tone) Giles, I've gotta go.

GILES: Um. All right. Sam are you sure—

SAM: No, don't tell Buffy. I'll talk to you again. Tomorrow. Which will be Tuesday again.

GILES: Oh. Okay. Goodbye?

SAM: Bye.

(Text conversation between Willow Rosenberg and Xander Harris)

WILLOW: Giles and Miss Calendar! OMG! OMG!

XANDER: My eyes are still burning. Old people kissing is just gross

WILLOW: Your mom kisses your dad

XANDER: Please. I just ate dinner

WILLOW: We should totally leave them alone as often as possible so they can make with the smoochies

XANDER: And that's my cue to sign off. Why are you texting me and not Buffy about this?

WILLOW: She didn't answer. She's probably making the smoochies with Angel

XANDER: Enough with the smoochies!

WILLOW: You're just jealous because you don't get any

WILLOW: Right?

WILLOW: Hey! I'm talking to you!

XANDER: Yeah of course not. Smoochie-less is sad old me. Anyways I better get to bed. Got more school to fail tomorrow

WILLOW: Tomorrow's Saturday

XANDER: LET ME SLEEP, WOMAN!

WILLOW: LOL ok. Night Xander

XANDER: Night

(Phone call from Willow Rosenberg to Dean Winchester)

WILLOW: Hi, Dean!

DEAN: Uh. Hi, Willow. How the hell did you get my phone number?

WILLOW: It's a secret. Actually, no it's not; I asked Giles. Hey! We're going to do a surprise party for Buffy at The Bronze. You have to come.

DEAN: What for?

WILLOW: Because she's your sister?

DEAN: Yeah, but what's so freaking special about this one?

WILLOW: (exasperated sigh) Look, you come, we make with the junk food and dancing, and then you and your brother can go back to your hobo life.

DEAN: Hey!

WILLOW: Pleeeeeease?

DEAN: Fine, fine! Might take us a bit to get there. We're in Indiana.

WILLOW: Ooooo! Whacha hunting? Ghosts? Demons? Scary witches?

DEAN: Uh… nope! Turned out to be a changeling. Good thing we were here anyways.

WILLOW: Wait, if you weren't there in the first place for a hunt then why were you there?

SAM: (in the background) Dean wanted to get laid.

WILLOW: Uh…

DEAN: (to Sam) Dick. (to Willow) When is it?

WILLOW: Tomorrow night. So you can make it?

DEAN: Probably. Depends on the roads, but we'll try our best.

WILLOW: Yay! Let me know when you're in town and I can let you know where to go.

DEAN: Great. See you soon.

(Phone call from Buffy Summers to Sam Winchester)

BUFFY: Sam?

SAM: Hey Buff'. Sorry we missed your party. We got sidelined up in Oregon and… um… it's easier to explain in person. We'll be there soon. What, like three, maybe four hours?

DEAN: (in the background) Somethin' like that.

BUFFY: (in a small voice) Can you please hurry?

SAM: What is it? What's wrong?

BUFFY: I… I… (small sniff and choked sob)

SAM: Buffy? Buffy what's wrong?

BUFFY: Angel… I… (in a wavering voice) Can you please hurry?

DEAN: (in the background) What? What happened? Did I just hear the name Angel? Do I finally got an excuse to stake his ass?

SAM: Dean… (to Buffy) We'll be there as fast as we can, okay? It'll be all right, don't worry.

BUFFY: (in a voice that cracks) Okay. (call ends)

Author's Note : Tried to allude to as many episodes as possible without getting too specific with the details. Can ya guess them all?