A/N: There a lot of conversations taken from the series in this chapter, some have been altered, some have not, once again I say all rights belong to Mutant Enemy.

Episode setting: Graduation Part Two

Don't They Know

The blade slide into Faith's gut easier than Buffy had expected, the feel of her warm blood soaking her hands.

"You did it." Faith murmured painfully.

Buffy stumbled backwards, shock wracking though her.

"You killed me. Still won't help your boy, though." Faith announced with a confident grin. "You shoulda been there, B. Quite a ride."

Buffy watched with wide eyes as Faith fell backwards off the roof. She heard the sound of the body hitting something and her stomach clenched tight. Faith had been her only hope. Well, not her only hope, she had one final option. Getting to her feet, she headed for the fire escape, climbing down slowly, her mind and body still shaken with shock.

She walked into the Mansion to find Willow and Oz waiting for her.

"Did you find Faith?" Willow asked nervously.

Buffy nodded.

"You didn't…She's not here?"

"How is he?" Buffy asked blandly.

"He comes in and out. I think the…pain is less…now." Oz informed her sympathetically.

Buffy cringed. "Would you guys…I'd like to be alone with him."

"Of course." Willow said quickly. "We'll try to find another cure."

Buffy knew they didn't have a chance of finding another cure, they didn't have the time. She couldn't allow Angel to die. "Thanks." she waited till they were gone before heading for the bedroom. He lay on the bed, sweat coating his body.

"Buffy?" he moaned. "It's you?"

"It's me."

"I didn't wanna go without seeing you."

"Angel, I can cure you."

"It's Okay. - I'm ready." he smiled warmly up at her, utterly prepared to die finally.

"Angel, listen to me…." she tugged at his arm. "Sit up."

He moaned at he shifted against the pillow.

"You're gonna live. You have to live."

"What way?"

"Drink?" Buffy said, shrugging out of her brown leather jacket. "Drink me."

"No." Angel snapped, his eyes widening with panic.

"It's the only way."

The vampire pushed at the slayer. "Get away."

"It'll save you."

"It'll kill you."

"Maybe not…." Buffy pleaded desperately. "Not if you don't take it all."

"You can't be serious. You can't ask me to do that."

"I won't let you die. I can't. - Angel, the blood of a slayer is the only cure."

"Faith."

"I tried. I killed her."

"Then it's over." he stated, stumbling from the room, desperate to get away from the determined slayer.

Buffy rushed after him, helping him to his feet when he collapsed onto the bench by the fireplace. "It is never over. I won't let you die. Drink! - Please."

"No."

"please."

"Sam." Angel said, hoping to knock some sense into the slayer. "Giles."

Buffy took a deep painful breath. She didn't want to die and leave Sam or Giles or the others, but she couldn't allow Angel to die. He'd been sent back for a reason, she believed that. And she still loved him, in her heart there was still a place with his name on it. She wouldn't lose him again. "Drink." she said firmly.

When he refused, she punched him, hard. He refused again, so she punched him again, and she kept punching him until the vampire was free. Looking up into those yellow eyes, she tugged at the neck of her shirt and bared her neck. The vampire in Angel took over; she tugged on his hair, bringing his mouth to her veins. Moaning as he sank his teeth into her. They fell back onto the hard stone flood with a crash but Angel didn't stop drinking, Buffy panted through the intense sensation, her mind rolling over itself. There was a sudden flood of light then darkness.

~BtVS: Just Want To Feel Something~

Giles and the others rushed into the hospital. Angel was waiting for them.

"How is she?" Giles asked in a panic.

"She's asleep."

"You seem all right, too." The ex-watcher glared, his heart pounding in his chest.

"Yeah." Angel murmured, not meeting the man's gaze.

"What happened?" Oz asked.

"She was fine. Did Faith….?" Willow pressed.

"Faith's out of the picture. Buffy put her in a coma." he said guilty.

"And?" Xander frowned, waiting for the rest of the story.

"Buffy cured me…."

Giles heart clenched painfully in his chest. She'd risked her life to safe Angel. He didn't know what to feel. Jealous, hurt, angry. All of the above. She had told him not to do anything stupid, only to do something more so.

"Made me…" Angel stuttered.

Giles clenched his fists in his pockets as he stared at the vampire. "You fed off her?" he tone was accusing and angry.

"Yes." Angel whispered.

Giles's back straightened. "How much?"

"She's gonna be fine."

"She won't be a vampire?" Willow asked.

"No. She didn't feed off me."

"It's good to know that when things look grim, you'll feed of a friend to save your own ass." Xander snapped.

"You'd better go. We'll watch over her." Giles order coldly.

"I don't want to…."

"The sun'll be up soon." Giles snapped.

"I'm gonna miss him when he leaves town." Xander said.

Giles shared the young man's option. "Let's find out how Buffy's doing."

~BtVS: Just Want To Feel Something~

Buffy was laying on the grass behind her house, staring up at the sky. The sun was beaming down brightly on her face, it was perfects. She sighed and stretched.

"Comfy?" a familiar deep voice said beside her.

She turned her head to smile into happy green eyes. "Hummm."

Giles turned onto his side, resting his head on his elbow. He just stared at her, smiling.

"What?"

"Nothing?" he murmured.

Buffy rolled her eyes and looked back up at the sky.

She suddenly felt the press of lips at her neck, gentle and soothing. She sighed happily. Giles hand slide around her waist pulling her to him. Buffy went, turning onto her side so she was flush against his chest. She met his green gaze and lent forward, pressing her lips to his.

They kissed passionately, then lazily. Hands exploring each other. Then the sound of a child's giggle caught their attention and Buffy lifted her gaze to see a small boy watching then, his blonde hair blowing in the breeze.

"Mom, Dad." he complained, his nose wrinkling with disgust.

Giles laughed. "Saaaammm." he whined back, before reaching for the boy and pulling his down between them. Sam giggled, his arms flapping at his tired to fight his father off.

Buffy laughed, her hand running over the swell of her stomach contently, before she joined Giles with the tickling match.

Something caught her attention from the house, a figure by the window. Buffy got to her feet, leaving her family playing. They didn't seem to notice her leaving. She walked cautiously towards the house. Stepping though the door.

Suddenly it wasn't her house, it was Faith's apartment. She glanced down at herself, she wasn't pregnant, she was dressed in the clothes she'd worn earlier that day. She looked around at the boxes. Her attention capture by the sound of a cat, meowing. "Who's gonna look after him?" Buffy asked.

"It's a she. And aren't these things supposed to take care of themselves?"

Buffy turned to see Faith strolling up behind her. "A higher power guiding us?"

"I'm pretty sure that's not what I meant."

"There's something I'm supposed to be doing?" Buffy murmured.

"Oh, yeah. Miles to go." Faith replied, staring out of the window. "Little Miss Muffet counting down from 730."

"Great. Riddles."

"Sorry. It's my head. A lot of new stuff. They're never gonna fit this, are they?"

Buffy frowned at a sleeping faith flickered on the bed. "What about you?"

"Scar tissue. It fades. It all fades."

Buffy glanced down at her hand to see the knife she'd used, appear then vanish.

"You want to know the deal?" Faith asked. "Human weakness. It never goes away. Even his."

"Is this your mind or mine?"

"Beats me." Faith laughed with a shrug. "Gettin' towards that time."

"How are you gonna fit all this stuff?"

"Not gonna. - It's yours."

"I can't use all of this?" Buffy smiled.

"Just take what you need. You ready?"

Buffy woke up in a hospital bed, her neck was sore and her body ached but at least she was alive. Throwing back the covers she climbed out of the bed. Her legs shaking a little. She walked out of her cubicle, something pulling her. She found Faith lying a few feet away, unconscious, battered and brusied. She stood staring down at the girl, she looked so peaceful, so innocent. Something Buffy fear she hadn't been in a long time. Stepping forward she pressed a kiss to her sister slayers forehead, a silent apology and thank you. Pulling away she glanced around, seeing the clock across the room. 7:30.

She dressed quickly, and headed out of the room to find Giles and the others waiting for her.

"Buffy!" Willow exclaimed leaping off her seat and rushing towards her.

Giles stared at her and she felt her chest tighten at the worry she was there, and the pain.

Are you Okay?" Xander asked.

"How do you feel?" Giles stepped a little further forward.

"Is Angel here?" she asked, and instantly regretted it as she saw the spark of pain in Giles eyes.

"He had to go. It got kinda sunny." Oz informed him.

"Get him. Get everyone."

"What exactly is up?" Xander asked intrigued.

"Buffy, you sure you're all right?"

"I'm ready." Buffy replied, straightening her back.

"Ready for what?" Willow frowned confused.

"War."

~BtVS: Just Want To Feel Something~

The drive back to the school had been uncomfortably silent, everyone shifting in their seats. Xander wished he'd chosen to go with Willow and Oz in the van, rather than sit in the back of Giles beaten up car while they had some kind of silent disagreement. He watched them share looks, but neither spoke.

He took a deep lung filling breath when he finally climbed out of the car. Like he'd been released from prison. Buffy did it again, looked at Giles, the ex-watcher didn't meet the gaze, simply turning and heading for the library.

Angel and Cordelia where there waiting for her. Giles perked himself on the end of the table, never looking at Buffy as she sat in a chair and explained her plan to the group. They all looked at her like she'd grown a second head.

"That's the basic plan. So, am I crazy?" she asked,

"Well, crazy is such a strong word." Willow murmured nervously.

"Let's not rule it out though." Giles sighed.

Buffy felt her stomach clench for the hundredth time since leaving the hospital. "you don't think it can be done?" she asked her boyfriend.

"I didn't say that. I might, but not yet." He replied stiffly.

"I don't think it's possible to come up with a crazier plan." Cordelia put in.

"We attack the Mayor with humus." Oz said.

"I stand corrected." Cordelia frowned at the werewolf.

"Just keeping things in perspective."

"Thank you." Cordelia nodded. "My point, however is, crazy or not, it's pretty much the only plan. Besides, it's Buffy's and she's slay gal. You know, Little Miss Likes To Fight. So…"

"I think there was a yea vote buried in there somewhere." Xander said, cutting the cheerleader off.

"I'm gonna need every single one of you on board. Especially you, Xander. You're sort of the key figure here."

"Key? Me? - Ok, pride, humility. - And here's the mind-numbing fear. What do I have to do?"

"You remember any training from when you became soldier guy?"

"Ooh! Rocket launcher?"

"Rocket launcher not gonna do it. It took a volcano to kill one of these things last time."

"Um, Buffy, uh…" Giles got to his feet. "All this is rather dependent on your being about to control the Mayor."

"Faith told me to play on his human weakness." Buffy informed the older man.

"Faith told you? Was that before or after you put her in a coma?" Willow asked confused.

"After."

"Oh."

Giles didn't even flinch, understanding the connects the slayers had. "His weakness?"

"Right." Buffy nodded.

"Which is?"

Buffy bit her lip. "You know, I do all this planning, I'm in charge here even though I'm really not at my best…" Dammit, don't remind him of that. She scolded herself.

"Well, let's…let's, um…" Giles prattled, turning away from her again.

Buffy looked at her hands. Dammit Buffy. They were going to need to told. She was going to have to explain.

"Let's think."

Everyone sat in silent contemplation for a while.

"Angel, you hung with him the most. Was there something he's afraid of?" Oz asked, drawing everyone's attention to the vampire. Everyone but Giles, who couldn't look at the man.

"Well, he's not crazy about germs." Angel informed them.

"Of course, that's it!" Cordelia said excitingly. "We'll attack him with germs."

Everyone stared at the brunette like she was crazy, but she remained oblivious.

"Great. We'll corner him and sneeze on him." Buffy remarked sarcastically.

"No! No, we'll get a container of Ebola virus and…and…Or it doesn't even have to be real. We can just get a box that say Ebola on it…and chase him."

Once against everyone stared. Buffy had to wonder how she'd ever been able to graduate.

"With the box."

"I'm leaning towards the hummus offensive." Xander murmured.

"He'll never see it coming." Oz nodded.

"Faith." Angel suddenly said.

"Faith?" Buffy looked at the vampire.

"At the hospital he was grieving. Seriously crazed, and not just in a homicidal, I wanna be a demon way. She's his weak link."

"Faith." Buffy murmured to herself, her mind already working. "I can work that."

"You haven't an enormous amount of time." said an annoying English accent from behind her.

"Hey, it's Mr States The Obvious!" Xander welcomed.

"The Council is not welcome here. I have no time for orders." Buffy said firmly, not bothering to look around at the watcher. "If I need someone to scream like a woman, I'll call."

"I'm not here for the Council. Just tell me how I can help."

She looked up to see the need to help written across the young watchers face. Vaguely hearing Cordelia gush about how classy he was. "It's a start." she added.

"So there is something I can do…besides scream like a woman?" Wesley asked with a small smile.

"There's plenty. There's chores for everyone." She got to her feet and began to tell her small army what she needed.

~BtVS: Just Want To Feel Something~

They were caught in a while wind of activity, everyone doing what needed to be done. Xander and Angel squabbling over nothing, Willow and Oz, trying to figure out how to set up the explosive to get maximum destruction.

"Okay, guys, start reaching out." she ordered, they were going to need the whole senior class for this one. Buffy didn't want to bring innocence into the fold but they had little choice. Turning she looked up at Giles. "Giles, weapons, weapon, weapons."

The older man nodded. "What about you?"

"There's something I need to get. I won't be long."

She kept to her word, retuning after only half an hour. The library was empty, she headed for the office looking for Giles, only to find Angel. The room filled with tension. He glanced over at her.

"Did you get what you needed?"

"Yeah, I did." she frowned at the small weapon cash. "This isn't gonna be enough."

"Giles is on it."

Buffy headed for the door.

"How are you?" Angel asked before she reached it.

"I heal fast." she smiled. "Like you."

Angel dropped his gaze. "I…I…"

"so, are we sure everyone's good with…" the slayer began to babble.

"I'm not gonna say goodbye." Angel said cutting Buffy off. "when we get throught this, I'm just gonna go. You can understand?"

Buffy felt tears pooling in her eyes as she nodded.

There was a cough from the door way and the pair turned to see Giles watching them. Angel looked between the slayer and the ex-watcher. "I'll get these to….Xander." He lifted the box of weapons had brushed past Giles.

Buffy wiped at her eyes and tried to calm herself.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah." she smiled at him. "Just saying goodbye. He's leaving after…."

Giles nodded stiffly, setting the new box on the desk.

"Did you get what you needed?"

Buffy smiled, showing him the dagger.

"Huh."

The tension built in the room till it was too much for the slayer. "Okay, so I screwed up. I get you're angry."

Giles's back stiffened. "I'm not angry. You did it to save his life." he added coldly.

Buffy knew that tone, knew what it meant. "It's not like that…I mean it is, kind of. Giles." she grabbed his arm, forcing him to look at her. "…He was dying, I would have done the exactly same thing for Xander or Willow, Oz or even Cordelia…and I especially would have done it for you. It didn't mean anything more than that he's a friend I care about and didn't want to lose."

Giles wouldn't meet her gaze. "I know. I….It was a stupid thing to do." he suddenly snapped. "He could have killed you!" he yelled. "Did you even think about that? Did you? - What would we have done without you! - What would I have done!" he was growing breathless as he yelled at her, his heart pounding in his chest. "And there's you mom and most importantly Sam! Did you even consider our son!"

Buffy looked at her feet guilty. "I…Of course I did, but…I knew Angel wouldn't…"

"You couldn't have known that. He didn't even know what. He might not have been able to stop himself no matter how much he wanted to!"

Buffy bit her lips. "Alright, I'm sorry ok."

Giles shook his head. "You can't just do stuff like that. You have to think. You can't put an individual life above everyone else."

Buffy glared at him. "Yes I can. If it's someone I love I will."

Giles's back straightened.

Buffy groaned. "I didn't mean….God!" she yelled, leaping forward she grabbed the man by the tie, pulling him down into a kiss, showing him without words that it was him she loved.

Giles arms wrapped around the small body, pulling her closer. Deepening the kiss further. Buffy blindly placed the wrapped knife of the desk, free both hands to run though the man's hair. Giles tugged at her leather jacket, sliding his hands inside to stroke her flanks. Buffy pressed herself closer to him, moan at the feel of his hard warm body against hers.

Using only their natural senses and the memory of the room, the stumbled over each other towards the leather chair, dropping down onto it. Giles pulling Buffy to straddle his lap. She ground against him, Giles pushed the jacket off her shoulder so that it felt to the flood behind her. She tugged his tie lose and work to open his shirt, pushing it aside and groaned at yet another barrier in the form of his white t-shirt.

She tugged it free of his trousers and ran her hands up beneath it, savoring the feel of soft hair against her fingers. She gasped as she felt him pulling her black shirt up her back, his knuckled grazing her spine. She was forced to abandon his chest as he pulled the shirt up over her head, to drop it on the ground. Giles took in the sight of Buffy in faux leather pants and a black lace bra. Growing hard instantly. Buffy grinned and pressed forward, lifting his t-shirt so at least they had a little skin to skin contact. She ground herself against his arousal. They claimed each other's lips again, moaning into one another's mouth. Both utterly aware that this may be the last time they did this.

Buffy pushed the thought aside, her hand sliding down to tug at the man's zipper, the sound ringing in the silence. She fought her way past the layers of fabric until she found the warm steel. Giles groaned roughly, his mouth clamping down on her shoulder, not far from where Angel had bitten her. His hands clawed at her back as his hips moved up to meet her hand. They were both panting against each other's headed skin.

"Giles." Buffy moaned against his ear, his hips rubbing desperately against his thigh as she continued to stoke his fire.

He shifted her weight before moving his hand to fastening of her leather pants, opening them swiftly and sliding his hand inside. Buffy sighed and arched her back. His other hand pulled her mouth to his. Kissing, licking and nipping at her tongue and lips. They worked each other into a frenzy, leading one another closer to the edge. Where they fell, clinging on to each other for dear life.

They probably should have stifled their moans the pair would realize when they floated back to earth.

"OH MY GOD!" cried Xander as he rushed into the room only to fling his hands over his eyes and slammed backwards into the door in his attempt to escape.

Buffy and Giles pulled away quickly, retrieving their soiled hands and untangling themselves. Giles grabbed the box of Kleenex off the table and held it out to Buffy who quickly wiped her hand. Giles following suit. Dropping the tissues into the trashcan, they fixed their clothing and walked calming out of the office, Buffy securing the blood stained knife inside her coat.

Xander to stood on the other side of the counter, his head slamming into this top murmuring something under his breath. When he looked up he turned an impossible share of red that clashed with his robes. He sent them both a death glare and slide Buffy's graduation gown over the counter.

"Thanks." she whispered, her gaze fixed to her shoes. "Is….everything read."

"Yes. - Assuming you two have fishing place hide the weasel." Xander snapped.

The pair turned crimson, folding their hands behind their backs.

"Sorry you about that Xander." Giles said primly.

"Don't bother….just you know, get a lock, or better yet a room." he snapped, turning to leave. "You coming!" he called back and cringed instantly. "Agh….Jeez, I'm never going to be able to speak again."

Buffy looked up at Giles.

"Every cloud." he smirked and Buffy chuckled. "Be careful." He said quietly, leaning forward.

"I will. You too." she pressed up on tiptoe, kissing him briefly.

She pulled away but she stopped. "I love you."

Giles heart jumped into his throat and a wide grin spread across his face. He dragged her into another more forceful kiss. Once she was back on her feet, he looked into her eyes. "I love you too. - Now don't die." he warned.

"Same goes for you." She called as she ran out of the library.

~BtVS: Just Want To Feel Something~

Buffy sat on the hard plastic chairs, her mind drifting back to Giles. She shook her head to dislodge the thoughts as Willow slide into the seat beside her. She looked over at her friend and smirked, recognizing the pink glow for what it was. Something she was sure was all over her own face.

She leaned a little closer. "Have fun?"

Willow's head snapped around, meeting her friends knowing gaze and grinned goofily. "Yeah. You?"

Buffy matched her grin and their pair burst into giggles quietly.

"At least Xander didn't walk in on you." Buffy whispered, as Snyder drawled on.

"No way, he didn't."

Buffy grinned and nodded back towards their friend, who took one look at Buffy, turned red and dropped his gaze. Willow giggled again.

The pair fell silent as Snyder introduced the Mayor. They prepared themselves and waited, but nothing happened. He began to speak. - And speak. - And speak.

"My God. He's gonna do the entire speech." Buffy complained.

"Man, just ascend alright." Willow groaned.

"Evil."

It was another ten minutes before anything finally happened. The sky grew dark. Buffy and the others exchanged looks. This was it. The screaming started pretty quickly, before the Mayor was even halfway through his transformation. Buffy glanced around amazed at the senior class. They stood their ground.

"Now!" she yelled and watched as everyone removed their robes to reveal the weapon they'd been given. They'd fight to the death if need be.

Buffy quickly began calling orders. "Flame units!"

Xander stepped up to the plate. "First wave! Fire! Go! Go! Go!"

The Mayor monster howled but they kept attacking.

Buffy took a look around, seeing the vamps flanking them.

"Xander?" Oz called.

"Bowmen!" Xander yelled to the others. "Fire!"

Suddenly there were flaming arrows flying through the air.

Buffy knew it was time to finish this. "Fall back!" she yelled.

"Fire!" Xander's voice echoed.

Buffy watched as Angel, Wesley and a handful of senior appeared behind the vamps. Buffy watched in horror as Snyder, who was complaining about the choas was the first to be eaten. As much as she hated the man, she didn't wish that on him.

"Fall back! Get back!" she yelled. She grabbed willow's hands. "Go." she insisted.

"Good luck." the witch murmured before leading the others towards the vamps.

"Xander, take them down!

"Everyone, hand-to-hand! - Go! Go! Go! Move! Move!" the young man yelled commandingly.

While Xander led the class against the vampires, Buffy faced the Mayor. "Hey!" she yelled, gaining his attention, pulling Faith's dagger out of her jacket. "You remember this? I took it from Faith. Stuck it in her gut. Just slid in her like she was butter."

The Mayor howled furiously, pain clear in the sound.

"You wanna get it back from me….Dick?"

Then she was running. Sprinting thought the corridors of Sunnydale high, the Mayor at her heels, crashing through door, or more precisely walls, till they reached the Library. Buffy vaulted over the explosives, into the stacks and headed for the exit. Confident Giles was waiting for her. She heard the Mayor growl behind her, but she kept going, crashing through the window.

She'd barely reached Giles's side before he pushed down on the plunger, igniting the explosives. Breathlessly, she leant against Giles's knee watching as the school went up in a ball of flame. Turned to Giles they grinned and threw their arms around each other.

~BtVS: Just Want To Feel Something~

The police and fire trucks arrived amazingly quickly, considering it was Sunnydale. Buffy stood staring up at the crumbling remains of the school she's spent the past three years imprisoned in. The school that had given her, her two best friends and a rather stuffy librarian. Though she probably would have ended up with Giles no matter what school she went to. He was meant to be a part of her life, and knowing that made said life easier to handle.

"He made it through the fight." Xander said, appearing behind her.

"Huh?" she frowned look up at him.

"Angel. I guess maybe he…"

"It's fine. He said he was just going to go. We already said our goodbyes." she nodded.

"Oh. Okay then. I'm going to find Will." Buffy nodded.

As Xander vanished Giles appeared. "You alright?"

"I'm tired." she sighed and pouted a little.

"I should imagine so. It's been quite a couple of days." he rubbed at her shoulder.

"Hmmm. I haven't processed everything yet. My brain isn't really functioning on the higher levels. It's pretty much fire: bad, tree: pretty."

Giles smirked. "Understandable. Well, when it's working again, congratulated it on a good campaign. You did very well."

"Thank you. I will."

Giles reached into his jacket pocket. "I ferreted this out of the wreckage. It may not interest you, but I'd say you earned it." he looked down at her lovingly as he handed over the diploma. After a moment, he turned to stare at the school. "There's a certain dramatic irony attached to all this. A synchronicity that borders on predestination, one might say."

"Fire: bad, tree: pretty." Buffy repeated with a pout.

"Oh, yes. I'm sorry." he laughed.

"Giles?" Buffy murmured softly.

"Yes."

She leaned a little closer to him. "Take me home."

The older man looked down at her. "Of course." he said a little huskily. "But…I just need to check on Wesley. See if he's still…whimpering."

Buffy laughed rolling her eyes as Giles headed off to the ambulance. As she turned back she caught sight of something in the distance. She stared at the smoke cleared to reveal Angel. Her heart skipped a little and she smiled, nodding a silent farewell before he turned and walked away.

Buffy strolled over to join her friends.

"What about the part where we kicked some demon ass? I didn't hate that." Willow was saying to Cordelia.

"Hear, hear." Xander agreed.

"You okay?" Willow asked, looking up at her friend.

"I'm good, could use a little sleep, though."

"Yeah." Willow agreed as Buffy dropped down next to her.

"If someone could just wake me when it's time to go to college, that'd be great." Buffy sighed.

"Guys, take a moment to deal with this…" Oz said. "We survived."

"It was a hell of a battle." Buffy agreed.

"Not the battle, high school." Oz corrected.

The group stared at the school, taking a moment.

"Buffy?"

She looked up at Giles appeared beside her.

"You ready?" he looked at the group.

They all nodded.

"I think we're done." Oz nodded.

Everyone got to their feet and headed off away from the school, Oz wrapping his arm around Willow and Giles wrapping his around Buffy.

"Why do demons even come here? I mean, don't they know." Willow asked.

THE END

A/N: Okay, well that's it, end of the line. I choice to end it the same as the episode. Shame really, I kind enjoyed writing it. Hope you guys enjoyed reading.

I just want to say a two things.

1) Xander's so called, Soldier Memories. WTF. That doesn't even make sense. They keep bringing this up. So what, because Xander was a toy soldier for like two hours, this somehow makes him a fully trained member of the USA military. Does that mean that Buffy could pass herself off in the nineteenth century or Willow knows the all about what it means to be dead, and all those kids that got turned into demons and vampires have all that knowledge. Yeah, right. *shakes head* anyone else say plot device.

2) Thank you all for reading this and for sending me such encouraging feedback. I wasn't overly confident with this story when I began it, but knowing you enjoyed it made me very happy indeed.